Chapter 537

"The Three Talents Sword—Elder Fang Yu has actually mastered the Three Talents Sword? How is this even possible? How can one person possess such immense willpower, fusing three Great Dao paths into one to cultivate the Three Talents Sword?"

"With the Three Talents Sword unleashed, none of us could possibly be his match. No wonder the Sect Master personally promoted him to Elder—I'm truly convinced now, utterly convinced."

"The Three Talents Sword? That requires at least mastery of three Dao Domains. I'm called a genius because I've mastered one Dao Domain—how could I possibly stand a chance against an Elder who commands three Dao Domains?"

"Thank heaven Elder Fang Yu is our Black-White Academy's Elder, not from some other sect!"

"Now I finally understand the Sect Master's profound intentions—he sees everything clearly. Elder Fang Yu must be our Black-White Academy's Elder!"

All disciples present were utterly stunned, filled with awe.

"Elder has mastered the Three Talents Sword—I yield with complete respect."

Bu Ying, the participant, leapt down from the arena and respectfully approached Fang Yu. "Elder's technique—its realm is supreme, its soul-mastery exquisite—I am utterly humbled. I surrender. Here are one hundred Black-White Pills and one hundred jin of Primordial Fluid."

Bu Ying solemnly presented two jade vials.

Fang Yu grunted, smiled at the senior disciples, and said: "If any of you still wish me to guide you, step forward. The stakes remain unchanged. If you feel unprepared and want a stronger disciple to come and observe, that's fine too. My guidance is your fortune—I'll be leaving on a journey soon."

"Yes, Elder!"

Everyone spoke in unison.

Yet no one stepped forward to request Fang Yu's guidance.

After all, the cost of one hundred jin of Primordial Fluid was steep, and even Bu Ying had lost—they knew they stood no chance.

Still, they all wanted to see if any senior brother or sister could defeat Elder Fang Yu.

So a few went to summon reinforcements.

Fang Yu smiled and resumed his meditation.

He could cultivate anywhere—even in the Discourse Hall.

…

Disciples of the Black-White Academy were divided into three generations. Third-generation disciples were Purple Mansion cultivators and Ten Thousand Forms True Persons.

Among the Purple Mansion disciples, the most brilliant and powerful was "Qing He."

Qing He, who had entered the academy seventeen years ago, had also attained a Dao Domain. With his strength, he could enter the Ten Thousand Forms True Person realm at any time—but he chose to solidify his foundation in the Purple Mansion realm, fully expanding and filling his Purple Mansion Lake to its limit, so his future Immortal path would be broader.

"Younger brother Qing He, Younger brother Qing He."

At this moment, Bu Ying arrived above a mountain peak residence and called out directly.

The Purple Mansion disciples and mortal servants within the residence stirred in commotion.

"Senior Bu Ying, what do you need help with?"

A figure stepped into the courtyard.

"You know, among our new recruits, one named Fang Yu became an Elder immediately upon entry. I challenged him—and lost. So I've come to you. You're the strongest among Purple Mansion disciples, your understanding of the Dao surpasses all others—so…"

Qing He nodded. "Senior, rest assured. This matter, I shall not shirk."

…

"Senior sister, Senior sister."

Jiu Lian also arrived at an elegant residence.

"You've come?"

A cold, clear voice sounded. "Come in."

Jiu Lian entered the residence at once. Inside sat a black-robed girl, before her lay an exquisite wine flask and cups.

The girl possessed exquisite beauty and an icy, detached aura—as if a celestial immortal had descended from the ninth heaven.

In truth, she was indeed a reincarnated immortal—she was Yu Wei, the famed reincarnated immortal of the Black-White Academy, the Fire Rainbow Immortal.

Though she was only at the peak of Ten Thousand Forms realm, her status within the academy rivaled that of a Primordial Spirit Daoist.

"Senior sister, do you know one of our newly promoted disciples was directly elevated to Elder?"

Jiu Lian said.

"Elder Fang Yu."

The black-robed girl nodded.

"In the Discourse Hall, he just used the Three Talents Sword from the Minor Five Elements Sword Scripture—and defeated everyone present."

Even as she spoke, Jiu Lian's face still bore shock—she simply could not fathom how a newly entered Elder had mastered the Three Talents Sword from the Minor Five Elements Sword Scripture in just a few days?

In past generations, even the Black-White Academy's greatest prodigies took decades.

"What? The Three Talents Sword? He mastered it so quickly? Even most reincarnated immortals couldn't achieve such insight—I must go see for myself."

The black-robed girl Yu Wei nodded.

The two women flew together toward the Discourse Hall.

…

"Elder Fang Yu's Three Talents Qi—three Dao Domains? No wonder his strength is so immense! I must go and see what guidance this Elder can offer me!"

One told ten, ten told a hundred.

The Black-White Academy had only so many disciples, and they had trained together for years, their bonds strong—unlike the old Yuhua Sect, which was riddled with factions: Zhong Tian, West Jialan, North Yaoguang, South Wan Luo, plus True Persons Bai Zhan and Xian Tie, each with their own cliques.

The Black-White Academy had few disciples, yet their relationships were harmonious; they showed little desire for the Sect Master's seat, for their true aspiration was Immortality.

After Fang Yu announced he would guide disciples, many soon gathered in the Discourse Hall—some for spectacle, others to debate the Dao.

The Three Talents Sword required three Dao Domains—rare, yes, but a few disciples had reached this level, so they too came to observe.

"It's quite lively now."

Fang Yu's gaze drifted calmly.