Chapter 528: The First Body Refinement Method: The Red Ming Nine Heavens Diagram!

After Fang Yu comprehended the black-and-white grinding disc diagram, he returned to his "Feiyu Peak" to contemplate the Three-Foot Sword.

The Three-Foot Sword has nine forms; he was the one who obtained all of them, and while the earlier forms are not difficult in theory, they are hard in practice—you must cultivate a Sword Heart to master them.

Only when the Sword Heart is clear and bright can one advance further.

Fang Yu is not an absolute sword cultivator; after all, he has cultivated ninety-nine divine abilities, many of which are manifestations of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth—it is impossible for him to make everything subordinate to the sword.

Yet cultivating the Three-Foot Sword is a profound enlightenment of the heart and is also very helpful.

As time passed, two days later, someone arrived and descended upon Feiyu Peak.

"Is Master Fang present? The Zhang Sect has summoned you to the Sect Master's Hall."

This was a young man who looked about twenty; upon landing on Feiyu Peak, he spoke directly.

But anyone could see that this young man was deeply confused when he said "Master Fang."

Fang Yu stepped forward, ascending into the sky, and looked at the young man. "So the new disciple recruitment has ended—how many were admitted?"

"Report, Master Fang: aside from you passing the trial, one other disciple was admitted—his name is Zhang Yuandong."

The speaking disciple wore an expression of bewilderment; he did not understand why Fang Yu, who had just entered, should be his senior, yet the Sect Master had ordered him to address him as "Master."

In this world, who ever became a senior upon entering the Black-White Academy instead of a junior?

He had wanted to ask the Sect Master why, but the Sect Master had given no explanation.

"Another one—Zhang Yuandong? Fine, let's go."

Fang Yu immediately took flight, soaring above the Black-White Academy, heading straight for the Sect Master's Hall.

The Sect Master had already informed him that he had been made an Elder of the Black-White Academy, but new disciples still had a ceremony to attend.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Fang Yu and the bewildered junior disciple landed before the Sect Master's Hall, where they immediately saw many formal disciples gathered inside—over a hundred in total—chatting among themselves, each radiating an extraordinary aura.

When Fang Yu entered the hall, many disciples turned to look; some showed goodwill, nodding slightly in greeting.

The Black-White Academy holds a grand disciple recruitment ceremony every year, but it is not overly solemn, since cultivators often enter deep meditation for decades or even centuries and cannot break their seclusion merely because new disciples have arrived; unless something major occurs within the sect, fellow disciples usually come to the Sect Master's Hall to pay their respects.

They are all disciples of the same academy—eventually they will keep running into each other; there's no need to make relations too strained.

Fang Yu's gaze settled on the disciples, and among them one stood out as visibly tense—he must be the new arrival, Zhang Yuandong.

"The Sect Master has arrived."

Suddenly someone spoke.

In midair outside the hall, a white-robed young man descended from above, followed by a line of figures—all Elders of the Black-White Academy, mostly Primordial Spirit True Persons.

The normal rule of the Black-White Academy is that new disciples take a Primordial Spirit True Person as their master.

At this moment, the Sect Master, True Person Bihai, sat upon the Sect Master's seat, gazing down, with a group of Primordial Spirit True Persons standing on either side.

Below the hall stood the Ten Thousand Forms True Persons and the Purple Mansion cultivators.

"All of you."

True Person Bihai sat high in the hall, his voice ringing out. "This year, the Black-White Academy has recruited two extraordinary geniuses—one is Zhang Yuandong; the other is Fang Yu—but he is not our disciple—he is an Elder."

"What?"