Chapter 785: You say this is a man on the verge of death?

The Dongwen Academy, while called an academy, is actually more of a bustling city, boasting a million students.

Unlike ordinary sects, where disciples join and once successful, it is a lifelong commitment.

In the Dongwen Academy, although they also teach students to cultivate, after a certain number of years, these students will leave the academy to go to various places in the Eastern Continent to open their own academies.

Furthermore, Confucian cultivators are very fond of going to major imperial dynasties to serve as officials, and the major imperial dynasties are also very fond of Confucian cultivators.

Firstly, they possess formidable strength, and secondly, unlike other cultivators, Confucian cultivators are not purely obsessed with cultivation.

Therefore, the Confucian Shengcheng where the Dongwen Academy is located can be said to be extremely prosperous.

At this moment, outside the city, a group of powerhouses from the Qingyun Sect, including two Great Saint ancestors, had long been standing by in full battle array.

And in the distant sky, gradually, a vast, dark mass of beasts was continuously approaching.

Among them, many Dao Yi Sect disciples were riding on some of the demonic beasts.

"Prepare."

Chen Qingyu said in a low voice, to prevent the Dao Yi Sect from suddenly making a move.

Meanwhile, Qi Xiong, Until Hong Zun, and the others on the other side also saw Chen Qingyu and his group, and at this moment, they were still full of confusion.

"What is this for? Did they come out specifically to welcome us?"

"Is Chen Qingyu that kind-hearted? I reckon he's harboring some malice."

Until Hong Zun curled his lip in disdain; they were all thousand-year-old foxes, what kind of ghost stories were they playing at?

Qi Xiong did not believe it either, but he still spoke up to remind them.

"Do not stir up trouble."

"Understood."

Qi Xiong's personality was just like that; as fellow members of the Four Great Sects, if others did not offend the Dao Yi Sect, he would not take the initiative to provoke them either.

More than a hundred thousand demonic beasts slowly arrived outside the Confucian Shengcheng, a dark mass, as if black clouds were covering the sun.

The two sides were less than a hundred meters apart, and Qi Xiong took the initiative to say with a smile.

"Senior, Brother Qingyu."

His attitude was very amicable, and seeing this, Chen Qingyu replied with full vigilance.

"Brother Qi, coming all this way to the Confucian Shengcheng with such great fanfare, this is..."

"Brother Qingyu, you misunderstand. I just happened to run into my Junior Brothers while they were traveling, and since the Dongwen Poetry Gathering is starting and I had nothing better to do, I came over to join in the fun."

Hearing this, Chen Qingyu wore an expression that said, 'Do you take me for an idiot?', scanning the tens of thousands of Dao Yi Sect powerhouses and disciples behind Brother Qi, as well as those hundred-plus thousand demonic beasts.

He revealed a look of contemptuous laughter.

Qi Xiong, oh Qi Xiong, do you really take me, Chen Qingyu, for a three-year-old child? Bringing tens of thousands of people plus over a hundred thousand pet beasts to 'join in the fun'?

Are you joining in the fun, or are you the fun itself?

But the two ancestors had said before that if they could avoid fighting to the death, they should try to avoid it, so Chen Qingyu remained outwardly calm and said.

"Brother Qi's way of joining in the fun has certainly opened my eyes."

"Hehe, there are just a few too many people."

To this, Qi Xiong gave a sheepish smile, while Chen Qingyu curled his lip.

"And there are even more pet beasts."

"Hehe."

While the two were talking, Yu Mo and the other two also stepped forward, but their gazes were fixed on the two ancestors of the Qingyun Sect.

"What are you two old immortals doing out here?"

Up to now, Yu Mo and the other two still could not figure out what these two old immortals were up to; looking at the death energy around their bodies, they didn't have many years left, so why weren't they resting properly?

Conversely, the two ancestors of the Qingyun Sect looked at Yu Mo and the other two with extremely complex expressions.

The death energy around their bodies was far weaker than their own; you're telling me their lifespan is nearing its end?

They looked like they could live longer than both of them.

Glaring at Chen Qingyu with annoyance, he thought, 'You brat, are you doing this on purpose? Have you ever seen a dying person with such a ruddy complexion?'

Qi Xiong and the others did not show any hostility, and even Yu Mo and the other two were the same.

Upon seeing the two Qingyun Sect ancestors, Yu Mo and the other two even looked sighful.

Look, this is the consequence of having no food to eat; sigh, the Qingyun Sect just lacks a good cook.

However, the matter of Ye Changqing certainly could not be exposed; they didn't even have enough for themselves, only a fool would share with others.

After some hollow, polite probing, Qi Xiong and the others temporarily settled down outside the Confucian Shengcheng.

In any case, they had the Spirit City, so there was no need to enter the city; it didn't matter if they went in when the Dongwen Poetry Gathering started.

This maneuver left Chen Qingyu bewildered again.

Not entering the city? What kind of maneuver is this? Isn't your Dao Yi Sect supposed to make a move against our Qingyun Sect?

But facing such a situation, and with his own ancestors unwilling to fight the Dao Yi Sect to the death, he could only leave it at that for now. ===== CHAPTER 786 =====