Chapter 931

He has just entered the Infinite Realm of the Great Emperor.

Ye Qingran nodded. Infinite, that's still fine.

"And you?" she asked curiously, what cultivation level does my great-uncle have?

Yun Zhonghe's lips curled into a confident, soaring arc, "Rest assured, he is not my opponent!"

Ye Qingran smiled in understanding.

Still, it's great-uncle!

Great-uncle is really handsome!

"Kid, if you choose to withdraw now, I can pretend the previous events never happened," Wu Tian said lightly.

His only target today is Ye Qingran, and besides, this is Wànlíng Xuégōng—better to have less trouble than more.

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Wu Tian's aura erupted violently, a gust of gang wind spreading rapidly from him in all directions; everyone felt the fierce wind and could barely keep their eyes open.

"Is that so? I'll give you the same words—get out of Wànlíng Xuégōng now, and I can pretend the previous events never happened!"

"Arrogant!" Wu Tian shouted in a deep voice, about to strike, but he sensed something odd.

"Huh?" he exclaimed in surprise.

Imperial intent!

He felt the imperial intent!

It came from…

At that moment, a breath poured from Yun Zhonghe's body; in an instant, it was like the light of the rising sun piercing the dark clouds and showering the world.

Again, the aura of the Great Emperor spread forth, and splendid light began to rise.

Imperial intent, imperial light, entering heart and eyes!

At the same time.

Somewhere in the academy.

After Lu Badao retched for a while, his face turned as pale as paper.

"What's going on? Could it be that I ate something bad recently?"

She rubbed her stomach, unsure if it was an illusion, but her belly seemed to have grown larger.

"Looks like I'll have to eat less from now on." She gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and in the next instant, she grimaced, "It's all that stinky guy's fault!"

At that moment, a familiar aura arrived.

"Huh?"

Lu Badao startled, instinctively looked up toward the window.

"This is the aura of the Nirvana Emperor—how can it be so familiar?"

Lu Badao blinked, thought for a few seconds, then her pupils constricted.

Before the cafeteria doors.

When everyone realized this imperial intent came from Yun Zhonghe, the cafeteria cook, all gazes froze, their eyes filled only with shock.

"Great Emperor…"

Yun Zhonghe stood there, supreme imperial intent pouring out, flowing outward from him as kingly fortune light rose straight up.

That imperial intent was richer and purer than Wu Tian's, and as for the fortune light, it shone even more brilliantly and holy.

Even if many cannot discern the exact realm of the Great Emperor, they can tell at once whose realm is higher between the two.

Wu Tian was now dumbfounded.

The others from White Horse Temple who came with him, including Lan Shou, were also stunned.

They never expected that this cafeteria cook was not a half-step Great Emperor, nor even an Infinite Emperor, but a genuine Nirvana Emperor!

Wu Tian's imperial intent and fortune light gradually dimmed under the Nirvana Emperor's pressure, like stars beside the moon—high and low instantly clear.

This seemed like a contest that required no clash—victory was already decided.

The Infinite Emperor didn't even get a chance to fight the Nirvana Emperor!

"Scram or die—choose for yourselves."

Yun Zhonghe's eyes glittered with brilliant light; at this moment he seemed like a true Great Emperor descending, supreme above heaven and earth!

Wu Tian trembled all over, a surge of despair rising in his heart.

The killer of his son stood before him, yet he was powerless; at this moment he felt extreme unwillingness.

But he had no other choice.

"Let's go!"

Wu Tian gave Ye Qingran a deep look, then turned and left; Lan Shou covered his chest and followed closely.

Seeing this, the academy disciples sighed with emotion.

They had thought Ye Qingran's ending would be tragic, but unexpectedly a Nirvana Emperor appeared to back her up!

This Great Emperor was none other than their academy's cafeteria cook.

After the White Horse Temple people left, Ye Qingran thought and then thanked Yun Zhonghe, "Um, thanks for today."

Yun Zhonghe shook his head, "No need to thank me; this is what I should do."

Ye Qingran blinked, warm currents flowing in her heart, and she made a decision.

"Actually…"

"Who's the reckless fool causing havoc in our academy!"

A furious shout cut off Ye Qingran's words.

Along with the tirade came a decrepit old man.

The old coot wore patched clothes, unkempt, with a big gourd hanging at his waist, looking like a beggar.

"Is it you?"

Ye Qingran raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

Isn't this old man the one who last time said he'd use connections to get her into the Academy, for a price of several jugs of wine?

The old man took a closer look, saw Ye Qingran unharmed, and immediately froze.

He had heard that people from White Horse Temple were coming to cause trouble for Ye Qingran, and since he happened to be wandering around the Academy, he came over to check, not expecting her to be fine.

"Uh, hehe, it's me."

"How come you're here?" Ye Qingran asked, then found it funny. This old man had connections to get her into the Academy, so he must have some pull there.

But the old man said, "Oh, me? I sweep the thatched huts at the Academy."

Ye Qingran:???

If there weren't others around, she couldn't help but ask, "You, a thatched-hut sweeper, how did you get me into the Academy?"

Could it be because the huts you sweep are… more fragrant than others'?

"May I ask how to address you, senior?"

"Just call me Lao Hu."

The Academy's disciples obviously didn't know Lao Hu; after a glance, they all scattered.

Seeing Ye Qingran unharmed, Lao Hu made an excuse about needing to rush back to sweep the thatched huts and left.

"Phew, that was close, good thing I'm quick-witted!" After walking away, Lao Hu patted his chest and let out a long breath.

Being disturbed by Lao Hu, Ye Qingran also missed the chance to come clean with Yun Zhonghe.

White Tiger Academy.

"What? Wu Tian couldn't kill Ye Qingran?"

Su Luo Qiu's face darkened, her brows knit tight, and she nodded.

Lou Ting sprang up from his seat, his face filled with deep anger.

He had originally planned to use Wu Tian's hand to dispose of Ye Qingran, but he hadn't expected him to fail.

"As expected, father and son, a pair of good-for-nothings!"

Lou Ting slammed his fist hard on the table, and the fine sandalwood table instantly shattered.

Su Luo Qiu's delicate frame trembled, then quickly returned to normal.

"Master, why not just find a time to kill that mother and child trio outright!"

A flash of malice crossed Su Luo Qiu's eyes. She could hardly wait to kill Ye Qingran; as long as the latter lived a day, it was torture for Su Luo Qiu!

Lou Ting shook his head. "Killing her is just a matter of time, but the urgent matter is the Spirit Jade Test in three days."

Su Luo Qiu suppressed her killing intent, her expression turning grave.