90: The shocked Kunlun Sect Master

Kunlun Mountain, Main Peak.

Inside the main hall of Kunlun Sect, shrouded in clouds and mist, Sect Master Sun Xuefeng's brows were furrowed with an persistent vexation.

A young Disciple was bowing and reporting, his words full of distress.

"Sect Master, the adjacent dangerous Peak… the commotion recently has been far too great!"

"Several times, Disciples have been disturbed at critical moments of meditation, almost suffering Qi Deviation!"

Sun Xuefeng slowly opened his eyes, and the temperature in the hall dropped a few degrees.

Kunlun Sect, inherited from ancient times, believed in cultivating in seclusion, oblivious to worldly affairs, and solely pursuing the Great Dao.

As for the world outside the mountain, they had long since disdained it.

And the adjacent dangerous Peak, which had been barren for years, was never given a thought.

Until a month ago, when sporadic noises began to emanate from there, they merely assumed it was a construction team from the Mortal world causing trouble.

But in recent days, the commotion had escalated, with thunderous roars at times, and Sword Qi tearing through the air at others, completely disrupting the Sect's tranquility.

"Construction team?"

Sun Xuefeng pondered, his fingers lightly tapping on the jade armrest.

"These people are truly becoming more and more ignorant of their limits, daring to undertake large-scale construction on the Kunlun Dragon Vein."

"Are they trying to build some kind of resort to attract tourists?"

"Utter nonsense!"

He stood up, deciding to pay a visit himself, to let those Mortals know that this was not a place where they could run wild.

The next moment, Sun Xuefeng transformed into a streak of rainbow light, soaring on his Flying Sword, and sped towards the direction from which the commotion came.

He had already planned his words, how to reprimand the ignorant construction manager.

However, when he crossed the mountain ridge and saw the scene on the dangerous Peak, he froze in mid-air.

His Flying Sword almost became unstable.

The once barren mountain Peak now stood with a magnificent academy complex, impossible to describe with words.

Pavilions and towers were scattered in an orderly fashion, and jade palaces were naturally formed.

The massive mountain gate archway pierced the clouds, with the six characters "Kunlun Cultivation Academy" written in a majestic Dragon and Phoenix style, exuding an aura of dominion over the world.

"This… this…"

Sun Xuefeng was utterly dumbfounded.

He rubbed his eyes, convinced he hadn't seen wrong.

This was not something modern technology could create!

Absolutely not!

Let alone construction, just transporting those massive stone Materials up this ten-thousand-foot cliff would be an impossible task.

His own Kunlun Sect had also been built by generations of Disciples, relying on their Cultivation, stacking stones one by one, taking hundreds of years to reach its current scale.

But when did this academy in front of him appear?

At the same time, in the Dean's office.

Li Heng was looking at the holiday training reports submitted by the students when he suddenly looked up and gazed out the window.

He sensed the Qi of an unfamiliar Cultivator.

An old man at the Peak of the Qi Condensation Stage, with a fairly solid Foundation, but with ethereal spiritual power and a stale aura.

"The neighbors finally couldn't sit still?"

Li Heng lightly tapped his finger in the Void Realm, and a water mirror appeared out of thin air.

In the mirror was Sun Xuefeng, arriving on his Flying Sword, his face full of shock.

Sun Xuefeng was still in awe of the sight before him, but in the academy square below, students had already noticed him.

"Look, who is that old man in the sky?"

"Wearing a Daoist robe, and capable of flying on a sword, so cool!"

"Is this a new teacher at our academy?"

Several students who had just finished Cultivating discussed curiously, and two of them, with a flash of spiritual light under their feet, had already flown to Sun Xuefeng's front, riding the wind.

"Hello, Grandpa, are you here to visit our Kunlun Academy?"

A handsome young man greeted him warmly, revealing two small tiger teeth when he grinned; it was Han Li.

Sun Xuefeng looked at the two young men suspended in the air before him, his mind a blank.

He could feel the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from these two young people, vast and profound, bottomless.

They were countless times stronger than him, the Sect Master of Kunlun Sect!

How was this possible!

He had Cultivated for a hundred years, barely touching the ceiling of the Qi Condensation Stage, so why could these two youngsters do this?

"You… you are…"

Sun Xuefeng's lips trembled, unable to complete his sentence.

"We are students of Kunlun Cultivation Academy."

Another student, Liu Lian, sized up Sun Xuefeng, stroking his chin as he evaluated.

"Old man, your outfit is pretty good, with an immortal Daoist demeanor, very professional cosplay."

"It's just that your strength is a bit weak, haven't you reached Foundation Establishment yet?"

"Pfft—"

Sun Xuefeng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

A bit weak in strength?

Haven't reached Foundation Establishment yet?

He, the dignified Sect Master of Kunlun Sect, was being evaluated so casually by a young man who looked to be under twenty?

This was an utter humiliation!

He tried to activate his spiritual power, wanting to let these ignorant young people witness the Senior's majesty.

But his spiritual power, in front of them, was as minuscule as a stream flowing into the ocean, unable to stir even a ripple.

More and more students were attracted by the commotion.

A dozen, dozens… some were flying on swords, some were walking on air, some were surrounded by Talismans, some had electric arcs flashing on their fists.

Every single one of them looked at Sun Xuefeng with the gaze one would give a rare animal.

And what Sun Xuefeng felt were dozens of terrifying auras that made his heart tremble with fear.

Foundation Establishment!

All of them were in the Foundation Establishment Stage!

Some even had such strong auras that he didn't even have the qualifications to look up to them.

Sun Xuefeng's worldview was shattered at this moment.

He had always believed that his Kunlun Sect was the most top-tier Cultivation Holy Land in this Mortal world.

He had always believed that his Cultivation at the Peak of Qi Condensation was enough to stand above all others.

But today, reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

It turned out that right next door, on a mountain Peak that he had always considered an insignificant "Mortal place," such a terrifying place was hidden.

It turned out that this era was no longer what he had imagined.

Their Kunlun Sect's so-called "cultivating in seclusion" was simply a colossal joke!

They had Cultivated themselves into frogs at the bottom of a well, isolated from the world!

Just as Sun Xuefeng was distraught and on the verge of collapse.

A steady young man slowly walked out from the crowd of students and came before him.

The person who came was Xie Wangsheng.

He bowed to Sun Xuefeng, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Greetings, Daoist Priest, I am Xie Wangsheng, a student of Kunlun Academy."

"May I ask, Senior, what brings you here?"

His words clearly entered Sun Xuefeng's ears.

Kunlun Academy… Sun Xuefeng's body trembled violently.

He looked up, staring blankly at Xie Wangsheng, then looked at the massive mountain gate archway in the distance.

Kunlun Cultivation Academy.

Kunlun Sect.

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