The Holy Court is wonderful, it's mine now.

Revisiting the Saint Academy, Xiao Fan couldn't help but marvel at the magnificent and majestic complex.

Thousands of palaces resided within it, orderly and without any sense of disarray.

To outsiders, the architecture of the Saint Academy was like ordinary people seeing continuous stretches of grand villas, combining grandeur and vastness, with nobility and stability embodied within.

"I didn't pay much attention last time, but looking closely now, it's really beautiful," Xiao Fan said with a light chuckle.

The Yaochi Immortal Palace was equally beautiful, but its style leaned towards the feminine, more focused on fresh tranquility, delicate elegance.

Both possessed their unique beauty.

He still preferred a stable and grand style; perhaps he was getting old, almost a hundred years old.

"Master, if you want to enter the Saint Academy, I can arrange for you to be an Inner Sect Disciple with a nominal registration. You'll still receive your salary, and you can choose whether or not to take on missions."

"As a dignified Saint Disciple, my arranging an Inner Sect Disciple, no one would dare say anything."

Miao Xiaoqing walked ahead, but her steps always unconsciously retreated, then slowed to half a body length behind Xiao Fan.

"A little power and you're already floating. Not bad, you truly are a corrupt cat."

Miao Xiaoqing chuckled, "How am I corrupt? I'm just looking out for Master's benefit."

"Everything I have was given by Master, so helping Master with things is perfectly reasonable, meow."

Xiao Fan smiled; this Saint Academy was indeed quite good.

It's mine!

Miao Xiaoqing led Xiao Fan and Dragon Ningbing back to her Immortal Cave. She then bid farewell to Xiao Fan, saying she was going to arrange personnel and prepare to go out.

Dragon Ningbing looked at Xiao Fan curiously and said, "Young Master, you seem very interested in this place."

Xiao Fan didn't deny it, saying, "The architectural style of this Saint Academy is excellent, and its geographical location is superior. I am indeed quite interested."

"Do you need me to help you take it down?" Dragon Ningbing asked.

Xiao Fan shook his head, "No need, I'll do it myself."

This kind of auspicious land must be brought into my possession!

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Dragon Ningbing asked softly.

"Yes, go look around and pick out the places with good Feng Shui. I'm planning to build a palace."

"Okay." Dragon Ningbing left, preparing for a site survey.

At this moment, only Xiao Fan remained in the palace.

He closed his eyes, and the entire world, from flying birds in the sky to swimming fish in the river, was encompassed within his mind, all under his control.

He lightly pulled a strand of hair and threw it out.

The strand of hair, carrying Saintly might, flew towards the Dean's Palace, like a swimming Dragon.

At this moment, Zhu Tong was cultivating in seclusion, meditating and comprehending the Dao.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

He wanted to resist but couldn't find any way to do so. Only a thin strand of hair floated before his eyes, swaying left and right, light as a feather.

Zhu Tong's pupils constricted, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at this strand of hair, his gaze flickering as if he saw billions of stars within the strand.

And at this moment, the hair, originally light as a feather and imperceptible, suddenly began to coil and entwine, instantly binding Zhu Tong.

A faint Saintly might pressed down on his head, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Zhu Tong's heart pounded. He hadn't faced such oppressive pressure in who knew how many years.

Even when he stood in the Saint Hall, where he was once like a mere minion, he had never felt it.

Escape!

This was his first reaction. The Saint Academy, supposedly the safest place, made him feel the danger of death.

But as soon as he tried to struggle, the sharp hair cut into his flesh, and his cultivation was also suppressed.

Zhu Tong finally confirmed that a Saint had made a move against him.

Only a Saint could possess such Heaven-Defying power.

He screamed and begged for mercy, "May I ask who Senior is? This junior did not provoke..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Tong was involuntarily lifted into the air and heavily slammed to the ground, hitting his head.

Then, he spun wildly on the ground like an electric drill, his forehead grinding against the surface.

Immortal Dao Miscellaneous Art: Physical Earth escape!

During this process of Earth escape, he collided with various soft soils, sands, rocks, and even had molten lava poured over him from underground.

In the past, none of this would have harmed him.

But this strand of hair not only suppressed his cultivation but also tore apart his protective Qi barrier. The scorching Earth Core Blazing Flame drilled into his Physical Body, making him scream.

It wasn't fatal, but it was painful!

Thomas the Tank Engine drilling, lava bathing. Zhu Tong didn't know how much enmity he had with him.

Why torture himself like this?

Feeling that it was about enough, Xiao Fan reached out and pulled. His hand held nothing, but everything resonated.

In an instant, a dying man, his face like black charcoal, appeared before him.

Zhu Tong was utterly bewildered, wishing he were dead!

Upon seeing the arrival, he immediately begged for mercy, "Senior, please be merciful. I haven't provoked you, have I? Please be merciful."

Xiao Fan looked at Zhu Tong, who no longer had his usual Divine Qi appearance.

All that remained was fawning, servility, and flattery.

"Open your eyes and see who I am," Xiao Fan said with a half-smile.

In his panic, Zhu Tong could only keep his head down, not daring to look Xiao Fan directly in the eye.

When he finally looked up and saw Xiao Fan's appearance, his eyes were filled with shock.

"You, you, you aren't that..."

He remembered very clearly that he had once asked Miao Xiaoqing to seduce this person, but it hadn't succeeded.

"It seems your memory isn't bad," Xiao Fan replied with a smile.

"However, who allowed you to stand and speak?"

The Saintly might on Xiao Fan's body grew denser, like a towering mountain pressing heavily on Zhu Tong's head. Zhu Tong couldn't lift his head, and his legs trembled.

He crashed heavily to the ground, with a crisp snap, his knees shattered.

He could only let out a painful cry.

He tried to stand up but found his knees seemed rooted to the ground.

This chasm of strength, like a natural moat, made Zhu Tong feel despair.

And Xiao Fan's indifferent words made him feel as if they were the echoes of death; people would die!

"Senior, junior, junior doesn't know where I offended you. Please be merciful and spare this junior's life. Junior, junior is willing to be your ox and horse."

Zhu Tong said tremblingly, his face full of pain, yet he still forced a smile.

Xiao Fan drew the Looting Luck Sword. Although Zhu Tong was not a Child of Destiny, being able to Cultivate to Primordial Great Luo meant his Luck must not be bad.

"Sorry, it's better if you die," Xiao Fan waved the sharp blade in his hand, and a cold wind howled.

Zhu Tong only wanted to live. He said:

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me! I have a life token at the Saint Hall. If I die, you won't escape. Spare my life, and I'll work for you, okay?"

Pfft!

Thump.

Xiao Fan waved his hand, and the Looting Luck Sword sliced across his neck, like cutting a melon, a fine head fell to the ground.

His Divine Soul tried to escape but was crushed by Xiao Fan's hand, unable even to fall into Reincarnation.

The moment Zhu Tong was killed, a faint, obscure light radiated into the distance, but it was locked down by Xiao Fan's great Divine Ability, unable to escape.

The life token, millions of miles away in the star river, remained perfectly intact.

"Fool, I can even kill Karma. Killing you is like killing a chicken."

As a qualified villain, destroying corpses and killing people invisibly were just routine operations.

After doing all this, Xiao Fan summoned Hells Gate and threw the corpse in to feed the Hell Demon Gods, at least it was recycling waste.

"Not bad, killing a Primordial is like killing a chicken." Xiao Fan was very satisfied.

Zhu Tong's Luck was harvested, but unfortunately, there wasn't much Luck, probably because it had already been used up.

There was no movement whatsoever; the people outside had no idea what had happened inside the Saint Academy.

Zhu Tong's offer to be Xiao Fan's dog was indeed somewhat appealing.

After all, a Primordial dog still had some strength.

However, Zhu Tong committed a grave taboo.

He had once tried to oppress the Yaochi Immortal Palace.

If Yu Yue and Xin Xi had been weak, the Yaochi Immortal Palace would have been severely exploited by him.

Laying hands on his women meant no survivors.

Previously, he lacked the strength to kill him, but now that he had it, he crushed him like an ant.

The moment Zhu Tong died, Xiao Fan's entire being felt enlightened.

Miao Xiaoqing returned, coincidentally witnessing this scene, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"This, this, this..."

"Had enough watching? Come in quickly," Xiao Fan said indifferently.

Miao Xiaoqing respectfully walked in, her expression becoming even more alluring.

"Master, did I see correctly just now? Was that Dean Zhu?" she asked softly.

Xiao Fan didn't answer her but instead said:

"Do you want to take charge of the Saint Academy?"

Miao Xiaoqing's eyes lit up, and she immediately said:

"Yes, I really want to be the Dean!"

"As long as I'm the Dean, I'll be Master's most loyal little lick-cat, meow."

Saying that, she transformed into a small cat, jumped onto Xiao Fan's shoulder, rubbed her face against Xiao Fan's, and gently licked his hair.

"You really are a little lick-cat," Xiao Fan chuckled.

"Gather your Elders, every single one of them. Call them all to a meeting in the main hall."

"Just make up any reason."

Miao Xiaoqing asked, puzzled, "Master, what do you want to do?"

"Help you control people's hearts."

"Those who don't obey will be killed and fed to dogs; those who obey will have a slave seal placed on them and become my dogs."

Miao Xiaoqing's small mouth slightly opened in shock. Ah, you just arrived at the Saint Academy and you want to bathe it in blood?

So scary, I must burrow into Master's arms.

So exciting, I'm going to be the Dean!

"Meow, Master, I'll go do it now."