Chapter 520

"I believe with Brother Fang's strength, entering the Black-White Academy is no problem—if you can enter, could you allow a few of my Anchan Beishan clan's disciples to serve as your attendants?"

The two walked forward, reaching the front of the Black-White Academy, when Anchan Beishan Baiwei hesitated, then spoke.

"Having your Beishan family's disciples serve as my attendants? I doubt they'd be willing."

Fang Yu smiled.

"How could they refuse? Every disciple of the Black-White Academy is a peerless genius; trivial tasks naturally fall to attendants. Though it may be hard at times, within the Black-White Academy you can hear teachings from Primordial Spirit cultivators—even Earth Immortals—and might be granted Xiulianfa Sect techniques. If an attendant proves outstanding, they can even be promoted to a full disciple—so even as an attendant, it's better than being an ordinary disciple in a common Men Sect."

Anchan Beishan Baiwei explained. "If Brother Fang enters the Black-White Academy this time, my Beishan clan's youths would fight over the chance to serve you."

"No matter. I came here alone; granting a few attendant slots to your Beishan clan is no issue."

Fang Yu nodded.

Come to think of it, the Yuhua Sect has similar rules—didn't my junior brother Fang Han rise from servant status to become a Mendewai Sect disciple?

This is all just human convention.

"Thank you so much, Brother Fang!"

Anchan Beishan Baiwei was overjoyed.

He felt increasingly lucky.

He had merely wanted to travel for leisure, yet he met this Brother Fang—just one glance, and he was awestruck; this Brother Fang was surely a celestial reborn. He must spare no effort to befriend this being, for great benefits lay ahead.

Indeed, now he had secured several attendant slots.

He had never once considered that this Brother Fang might fail the Black-White Academy's examination.

Impossible. Absolutely impossible!

……

"Father, I will strive hard and enter the Black-White Academy in one go."

"I will enter the Black-White Academy, no matter what!"

"I must enter the Black-White Academy—only then can Yun mei become my wife."

"If I do not enter the Black-White Academy in this life, I swear I will not be human!"

Ahead, many cultivators gritted their teeth, while around them stood numerous spirit beasts, servants, and family members, men and women alike.

There were tens of thousands here, all come to take the examination.

After Fang Yu arrived, he heard a shout.

"You, a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator, what are you doing here? Leave at once! You others listening—only those at early-stage Purple Mansion may join the Black-White Academy. We accept only early-stage Purple Mansion cultivators. All others, leave now, lest you endure my scolding!"

Fang Yu heard this, his expression unchanged, but after a brief thought, his body manifested an unparalleled divine physique.

This physique was called the Lei Ling Sacred Body.

Fang Yu had once consumed a Heaven-grade elixir, the Lei Gu Relic Pill, in the Eternal Life Realm; since then, he had grown close to heaven's thunder, able to command all thunder under heaven—hence, the Lei Ling Sacred Body.

Now, Fang Yu's realm long surpassed early-stage Purple Mansion, but by activating the Lei Ling Sacred Body, others would surely understand what this meant.

"Next."

A voice came from ahead again.

"Meridians too brittle—go down."

"Next."

"You've used forbidden arts—how dare you come to the Black-White Academy? Get out!"

"Next."

"This one barely passes—wait inside."

When Fang Yu reached the front, a lake lay in the distance, upon which floated a boat. Sitting in it was a black-haired middle-aged man, calmly holding a wine flask. Above, a massive bronze mirror hovered, shining down upon each cultivator flying toward them.

"Greetings, Elder."

A young man flew forward, standing on the water without sinking.

Hum.

The bronze mirror instantly illuminated him, revealing the inner structure of his body.

"Hmm, barely acceptable—wait inside."

The black-haired man said casually.

The young man was overjoyed and immediately flew across the lake to the other side, where dozens of young men and women waited—some appearing barely adolescents.

Fang Yu smiled and stepped forward.

Around him naturally flowed a aura of thunder Dao.

As it circulated, crackling and popping, it freely entered and exited Fang Yu's body—as if these thunderbolts could be manipulated at his will.

"What? How is this possible? So much thunder around you? Heaven, I've never seen such a physique before!"

When the black-haired man sensed Fang Yu, his expression instantly changed—shock and disbelief etched on his face.

"What is your name? Your physique seems… exceptionally unusual?"

The black-haired man scrutinized him.

"I'm Fang Yu. I was born able to control thunder—I don't know what kind of physique this is."

Fang Yu smiled, rubbing his hands together to summon a ball of thunder.

The thunder flowed freely in his palm, harming him not at all, while the black-haired man nearby turned pale, and the cultivators queued behind Fang Yu felt their scalps prickling, desperate to flee far from him.

Even a speck of that thunder would obliterate their bodies—but before Fang Yu, it behaved like a tame pet.

"Lucky! Lucky! The Black-White Academy has recruited a peerless prodigy, a peerless genius!"

Suddenly, the black-haired man roared.

Yes, the black-haired man roared.

He had spent countless years witnessing countless geniuses, always calm, always carefree, never showing extreme emotion—never crying, screaming, or shouting—but now, seeing Fang Yu summon divine thunder between his fingers, he screamed.

This is only natural.

After all, back when he was at Zhuofeng of the Xuan Sect in the Shrouding Heaven Realm, after he molded divine thunder with his bare hands, all his junior brothers and sisters on Zhuofeng became as docile as sheep.

The power of thunder represents a force of calamity in too many realms—the Eternal Life Realm, the Shrouding Heaven Realm, the Perfect World, and the Manghuang Ji Realm—all the same.

When Fang Yu could summon divine thunder at will, anyone would be utterly astonished and awestruck by his physical constitution, to the point of being mentally disoriented.

It was like Fang Qingxue to the Yuhua Sect—even if the Yuhua Sect expelled Hua Tiandu, they would never expel Fang Qingxue, for she was the reincarnation of the Thunder Mother. The three ancient elders of the Yuhua Sect needed Fang Qingxue to survive the heavenly void thunder punishment.

And now, with this display, Fang Yu might as well be the reincarnation of Lei Di.

Everyone would treat him with the utmost reverence.

For a person to be able to manipulate thunder at will—that meaning is immense.

"Fang Yu, you're Fang Yu, right? You don't need to take the examination anymore. Starting today, you're a disciple of my Black and White Academy!"