Chapter 292: Life and Death Crisis, Messenger Bai Mo

Zhou Chen is only at the Emperor Realm Fifth Layer, how could he possibly slay the Eighty-eighth Ancestor of the Emperor Realm Seventh Layer?

This is simply illogical!

"Heaven-Defying slaying…"

Jiang Mengyao muttered to herself, finally understanding Zhou Chen's terror.

This man has the ability to slay enemies across three minor Realms!

This was unheard of in the entire Eastern Wasteland!

"Alright, it's time to send you on your way."

Zhou Chen turned his head to look at Jiang Mengyao.

"Wait!"

Jiang Mengyao hurriedly shouted, "I can be your mole! I know many secrets of the Jiang Family!"

"No need."

Zhou Chen raised his hand, just about to strike.

But at that moment, an even more terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the depths of the Jiang Family!

The owner of that aura was at least at the Ninth Layer of the Emperor Realm!

"Which rat dares to kill an Old Ancestor of my Jiang Family?!"

An old and furious voice resounded through heaven and earth.

Immediately after, a giant hand that blotted out the sun descended from the sky, swatting toward Zhou Chen!

The giant hand emitted a terrifying pressure, with countless runes flickering in its palm, containing power that could destroy heaven and earth.

"Not good!"

Zhou Chen's expression changed.

The power of this palm strike was at least at the Ninth Layer of the Emperor Realm Peak!

He had just slain Jiang Wuji, and his spiritual Qi was mostly depleted; he couldn't block this strike at all.

"chaos bell!"

Zhou Chen summoned the chaos bell, wanting to block this palm strike.

But the power of the giant hand was too strong; although the chaos bell blocked most of the impact, some of the force still hit Zhou Chen.

Pfft—

Zhou Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward and crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Damn it…"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at the sky.

He saw an old man in golden robes hovering in the air, emitting a terrifying aura.

The Ninth Ancestor of the Jiang Family, Jiang Wuya!

A super expert of the Ninth Layer of the Emperor Realm!

"Boy, today you are certainly doomed!"

Jiang Wuya sneered and condensed the giant hand again, swatting toward Zhou Chen.

This time, he held nothing back, intending to completely obliterate Zhou Chen!

Just then, a golden light suddenly descended from the sky, blocking the way in front of Zhou Chen.

The light dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man dressed in white robes.

The man had a handsome face and an elegant temperament, yet his eyes flickered with the light of wisdom.

He raised his hand with a wave, easily neutralizing Jiang Wuya's attack.

"Jixia Academy, Messenger of the Literary Court, Bai Mo."

The middle-aged man turned to look at Zhou Chen and smiled slightly, "You must be Zhou Chen, right?"

"Senior is…"

Zhou Chen was stunned.

Jixia Academy?

What kind of place is that?

"Lord Bai Mo?!"

Jiang Wuya's expression changed drastically, "How could you be here?"

"Patriarch Jiang, I hope you have been well."

Bai Mo smiled, "I happened to be passing through the Eastern Wasteland and sensed the phenomenon of Heaven and Earth Mourning Together here, so I came to take a look."

"I didn't expect to encounter such an interesting little fellow."

He looked at Zhou Chen with eyes full of appreciation, "Slaying an Emperor Realm Seventh Layer at the Emperor Realm Fifth Layer; such talent is rare in the entire Tianxuan Continent."

"Messenger Bai Mo, this brat killed an Old Ancestor of my Jiang Family; this is a blood feud!"

Jiang Wuya gnashed his teeth, "Please, Messenger, do not interfere in this matter."

"Not interfere?"

Bai Mo shook his head, "That won't do. This little fellow's talent has already reached the Academy's recruitment standards."

"Zhou Chen, are you willing to join Jixia Academy?"

He turned to look at Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen was momentarily stunned but quickly reacted.

Although he didn't know what Jixia Academy was, a power that could make Jiang Wuya wary was certainly not simple.

Moreover, in this situation, he would die if he didn't join.

"This Junior is willing!"

Zhou Chen nodded without hesitation.

"Very good."

Bai Mo nodded in satisfaction, took out a token from his robe and handed it to Zhou Chen, "This is the Academy Disciple Token. From today on, you are a Disciple of Jixia Academy."

"Thank you, Senior!"

Zhou Chen took the token.

The token was pure white, engraved with the characters 'Jixia', emitting a faint glow.

"Messenger Bai Mo, what is the meaning of this?"

Jiang Wuya's face turned ashen, "Does the Academy intend to shield this murderer who killed an Old Ancestor of my Jiang Family?"

"Shield?"

Bai Mo laughed, "Patriarch Jiang, you are mistaken. The Academy never shields anyone; we only recruit Geniuses."

"As for the grievances between your Jiang Family and Zhou Chen, that is your own business."

"However…"

He changed his tone, "Zhou Chen is now an Academy Disciple. If you want to kill him, you must ask if the Academy agrees."

Jiang Wuya gnashed his teeth, his expression fluctuating.

Jixia Academy is a transcendent power on the Tianxuan Continent, with a status even above the Emperor Clans.

Although the Jiang Family is an Emperor Clan, they dare not easily offend the Academy.

"Fine!"

Jiang Wuya took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, "Since he is a person of the Academy, this old man will let him go today."

"But this grudge, the Jiang Family has noted!"

After saying that, he gave Zhou Chen a cold look and turned to leave.

But before leaving, he raised his hand and struck Jiang Mengyao, severely wounding her.

"Useless thing, you couldn't even guard the ancestral land!"

Jiang Wuya snorted coldly and disappeared into the horizon.

Jiang Mengyao lay on the ground, bleeding from her seven orifices, her life or death unknown.

"This Jiang Wuya is truly ruthless."

Bai Mo shook his head and looked at Zhou Chen, "Let's go, follow me back to the Academy."

"Senior, could you first tell me what kind of place Jixia Academy actually is?"

Zhou Chen couldn't help but ask.

"Jixia Academy…"

Bai Mo smiled, "Let's put it this way: on the surface, the Tianxuan Continent is ruled by Emperor Clans, but the truly top Geniuses are all in the Academy. The ignorant world also calls it the Heavenly Palace."

"The Academy is aloof from the world, not participating in any power struggles, focusing only on cultivating Geniuses."

"Only Cultivators at the Emperor Realm Fifth Layer or above are qualified to know of the Academy's existence."

"And those who can enter the Academy are all one-in-a-million Geniuses."

Zhou Chen's eyes lit up.

So there's such a place on the Tianxuan Continent?

"How many academies are there in total?"

"Five."

Bai Mo held up five fingers, "Jixia Academy, Taixu Academy, Xuan Yuan Academy, Tianji Academy, and the most mysterious Chaos Academy."

"Every academy has Cultivated countless experts."

"And you, fortunately, have been chosen by me."

Zhou Chen nodded, calculating in his heart.

It seems the waters of this world are much deeper than he imagined.

Emperor Clans are only the powers on the surface; the truly top experts are all in the academies.

"By the way, Senior."

Zhou Chen suddenly asked, "Do Academy Disciples have any privileges?"

"Privileges?"

Bai Mo laughed, "There are many. First, no power dares to easily move against an Academy Disciple."

"Secondly, the Academy possesses the continent's richest Cultivation resources: Cultivation Techniques, Spirit Medicines, Magic Treasures—everything you could need."

"Most importantly, the Academy has the top mentors who will teach you everything they know, allowing your strength to advance by leaps and bounds."

Zhou Chen was thrilled to hear this.

It seems joining the Academy is indeed a good choice.

"However…"

Bai Mo changed the subject, "Competition within the Academy is also very fierce. The weak can be eliminated at any time."