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Pacing back and forth, Anderson said in a sullen tone, "I don't care whatever happened! Now that | finally found such a promising

young cultivator, you had no right to lose him!"

He stopped and pointed a finger at Elder Chris.

"If you don't get him back as soon as possible, | will never let you go. You hear me?" Anderson then sulked on a wooden armchair

and acted as if he would not listen to any excuses until his promising cultivator was returned back here.

A man, wearing blue clothes, sighed and decided to intervene.

"Oh, con, dude, will you loosen up a bit and stop blaming Elder Chris about it? Besides, after he cback with the new

students, he ctoimmediately and explained everything to me.

| am certain that Elder Chris tried his best.

Perhaps, that Austin had sunfinished business to deal with that he forgot about, or something had happened to him. Either

way, you should not blElder Chris for this issue.

Setting that aside, are you really sure that Austin was the one who caused the abnormal phenomenon of the Talent Stela?

Because, if that's the case, it means that he is indeed the most talented cultivator in our Divine Continent for the past several

centuries.

To be honest, it still seems unbelievable."

The man folded his arms across his chest as he thought about what Anderson had told him. Even though he tried to imagine it, it

still seemed impossible for him. He shifted his weight to the other foot, and at first sight, he did look less than a cultivator because

he didn't release the vital energy.

He gave an utmost impression of being poised but unambitious.

Although he looked in his early thirties, he was much older than he appeared to be.

Regardless of how he looked, this person was still the dean of the Blue Dragon School, one of the four biggest martial arts schools

in the Divine Continent.

Hearing what the dean just asked, Anderson frowned even more.

"Are you tellingthat you don't believe what | said?" he responded and sounded annoyed.

"Well, I'm not saying that | don't believe you. What I'm trying to say is that it just seemed impossible.

For the past four hundred years, no one in our Divine Continent was able to trigger the abnormal vision of Talent Stela.

Yes, it seems like our continent just did not have luck on our side, since there have been many incredible talents on the other

continents.

Then, out of nowhere, you tellthat an exceptional genius appeared and was able to do what we couldn't for the past four

centuries.

We have accepted the fact that our continent lacked promising, talented young cultivators in the past.

If this person really is as talented as you described him to be, then it is indeed great news to our continent, which is enough to

celebrate about.

However, since | wasn't there and wasn't able to witness the abnormal phenomenon of the Talen Stela with my own eyes, | still find

it hard to believe, so forgiveif | sounded rude. Besides, part ofhopes it's true, because it is very rare to meet an

exceptional genius nowadays,"

the dean said as he placed his arms behind his back.

Anderson looked at the dean for a moment and relaxed his expression.

He turned to look away and said, "Hmm, | understand.

You can ask Elder Chris about it, since he saw it with his own eyes.

I'm certain that | did not make it up."

With the topic diverted, Elder Chris enthusiastically confirmed with a nod and replied, "Yes, yes, dean, | saw the strange

phenomenon of the Talent Stela with my own eyes, and there were more witnesses as well.

To be honest, | have never seen quite like that in my whole life.

| am certain that that Austin we speak of is indeed more talented than the other applicants."

The dean nodded slowly.

"Well, | sure hope so.

Then again, why did Austin suddenly disappear? Did anything bad happen to him?"

Anderson sighed and responded, "Alas, | hope he is all right."

The dean noticed the worried look on Anderson's face and said, "Well, | don't think there is anything we can do at the moment.

I'm sure that Austin will be back, so we should just wait for his return.

Once he comes back here safe and sound, | will observe him secretly, and if he really is an exceptional talent like you tell me, then

| will focus on training him.

Besides, in our continent, we never get in the way of our young talents. We just guide them, let them fight and grow on their own

pace.

Right now, all we can do is wait calmly."

Anderson turned his glance at the dean for a while, who in turn was now looking at the horizon as if expecting the genius to come

back sooner.

He then looked at the direction to where the dean was looking at and nodded his head slowly, knowing that there was really

nothing else they could do for the meantime.

Meanwhile, back in the designated area for the new students of the Blue Dragon School, on the top of a mountain covered by

clouds nestled a cave.

Sitting cross-legged in the cave, a beautiful woman was meditating with her eyes closed.

The woman was Stacy Ren from the East Mainland.

However, no matter how much Stacy concentrated, she could not focus, because her mind was filled of Austin. 'Where on earth are

you, Austin?

What happened to you?

It has been almost a month now, so why haven't you showed up yet?"

When they were in the Mighty Mountains back then, Elder Chris had stayed there for ten days with the newly recruited students

just to wait for Austin.

However, they found no sign or trace of him.

Hopeless, Elder Chris took the new disciples back to the Blue Dragon School in the Middle Pilgrim Land first, hoping that Austin

would find his way to the school by himself.

Stacy opened her eyes in annoyance. She often found herself in a huge mess because of how worried she was of Austin. "Ugh!

Why does it seem like he has always been like this? He's always makingworry!"

She uncrossed her legs in frustration, but after a moment of thinking, she heaved a deep sigh and said to herself, "Then again, he

has always been fortunate, so | don't think he'll get into any serious trouble.”

Feeling a little bit relieved and comforted by that thought, she then forced herself to clear her mind and composed herself before

she began to meditate once more.

Even though there were swho were worried about Austin, there was no doubt that swere relieved to have him gone. In

fact, since among the new disciples, who had been admitted to the Blue Dragon School, were people from the three holy lands and

noble clans of the East Mainland; many of them took pleasure at Austin's misfortune.

"Well, would you look at that? A month has passed already, and Austin still hasn't cto school.

I'm sure that even if he decides to cback here, the leaders would not let him in anymore!"

"Humph! Austin was not qualified to this school to begin with.

What's more, | bet that Anderson, who showed up in the Mighty Mountains, must really have something to do with Austin. That's

why he was allowed to enter our school.

Now that Austin is missing, I'm sure he had this coming."

"Well, well, well, | can't wait to spread this news to the three other schools, and let all the new students from our East Mainland

hear about this.

With that, people will cto know who Austin really is.

He is just a piece of trash, an untalented person, who attempted to be admitted to our school with the help of connections.

This is the best news | have ever heard in weeks, and | am certain that Austin deserves this; if not, he deserves worse for what he

did."

Because of these rumors circulating around the Blue Dragon School, Austin beca laughingstock to many of the new students

from the East Mainland.

It could not be denied that Austin had lots of issues and conflicts with many of the top sects in the East Mainland, so hearing that

Austin was in trouble made these disciples satisfied and happy.

However, the rumors soon faded down a little, because the most important thing for the hundreds of new students of the Blue

Dragon School at this period of twas to prepare for the upcoming New Disciples Competition.

Since the event was getting near, all the new students buried themselves in training. They worked hard and did their best to

improve their fighting ability to the utmost strength they could in hopes that they would get good results to impress the leaders of

the school.

All of them were aware that they would enjoy a special treatment coming from the schools if they were able to perform well and

stood out in the competition.

Of course, there was no doubt about that.

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