I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

As Shen Ming stepped out of the teleportation array, his primordial magical power immediately stirred, originating from the spiritual vein beneath his feet.

The location of Eternal Academy is uniquely advantageous, being one of the top treasure lands in the outer battlefield.

Looking around, there are countless magnificent halls and exquisite architectural complexes everywhere.

The glow of the sunset illuminated the sky, and thick, misty clouds drifted over the mountain ridges, creating a magnificent spectacle.

Shen Ming withdrew his gaze and looked at Nangong Tian directly in front of him, recognizing the figure from Xuanhuang City.

"Thank you for your help, Palace Master."

"Now that you've entered my Eternal Academy, you naturally won't tolerate outsiders bullying you."

Nangong Tian looked him over and said, "You have been recognized as the master of the Great Luo Palace, and the radiance of the Great Dao shines upon the sky. You have also been subjected to the Nine-Colored Heavenly Tribulation. You shall be my Eternal Emperor's Son."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Qian's eyes lit up. Where did she find such a genius?

A radiant path of boundless light! A nine-colored heavenly tribulation!

If this is true, he will surely become an emperor or a saint in the future.

“However, the event happened suddenly, and the academy was unprepared. We will first establish you as the quasi-imperial son and have you cultivate at the academy, and then choose an auspicious day to hold the grand ceremony,” Nangong Tian said.

"Very good."

Shen Ming had no objections. His connection with Eternal Academy was through the Great Luo Palace. To him, Eternal Academy was still a group of strangers, and there should be a process of getting to know them.

For him, if there was anything he was not satisfied with, he might as well not be the emperor's son.

“Junior brother, come to my Heavenly Palace, and I will personally teach you the Haotian True Scripture,” Nangong Qian said with a smile.

"Nonsense."

Nangong Tian said solemnly, "The Eternal Academy is divided into four halls: Heaven, Earth, Flood, and Wilderness. Every disciple must be confirmed by the Eternal Divine Stone. Some disciples can go to all four halls and choose for themselves. If there is only one hall, then they can only choose that one hall."

"Don't worry, junior brother, the Eternal Divine Stones will definitely belong to one of the halls," Nangong Qian said.

Being able to stand before the Eternal Stone means that you have been confirmed as a disciple by the four palace masters. The Eternal Stone will be allocated to you regardless of your talent level.

At the same time, there is no distinction of rank or status among the four halls of the academy; the disciples of all four halls have the same status.

"This is the Eternal Robe. The disciples of each hall wear different robes, but you are a quasi-Emperor's son, so you are different from others."

Nangong Tian took out a battle suit, which was moon white, as if moonlight was flowing on it, and exuded a cool and mysterious aura.

After Shen Ming changed into the clothes, he immediately felt a refreshing aura wash over him, as if he had become one with the world around him.

His long robe fluttered gently in the wind, making him appear like an immortal descending to earth.

Clothes really do make the man!

Feeling something, Nangong Qian took out a valuable jade pendant from her storage bag: "Junior brother, this is a spiritual jade, consider it my gift for meeting you."

This jade is crystal clear, as if it were formed from a solidified spring. Its color is warm and pure, containing the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Nangong Qian personally stepped forward and tied the jade pendant around Shen Ming's waist.

"Thank you, senior sister."

“You’re all calling me Senior Sister, why be so polite?” Nangong Qian rolled her eyes at him, exuding charm.

"Let's go, let's go to the Eternal Stone."

"Nangong Tian said."

The Eternal Stone is a huge stone monument located in the first square of the academy. It exudes a profound and ancient aura, and its surface is not smooth, but covered with mysterious patterns.

Even a slight approach reveals a powerful sense of oppression.

A number of academy disciples had already gathered around the stone tablet, clearly having heard the news and eagerly awaiting its arrival.

The news that the academy would be welcoming an imperial prince has been making headlines and has attracted a lot of attention.

"Are they recruiting new disciples today? How come I didn't know?"

Nangong Tian appeared out of nowhere and berated the many disciples in the square.

The disciples scattered in a flurry, but did not leave, observing Shen Ming from afar.

Shen Ming realized from this detail that the academy was much more relaxed than the sect.

Others stared at him with curiosity, and he stared back at them with curiosity.

Unlike Xuanhuang City, where everyone is from the same hometown, the academy gathers disciples from various continents. Of course, the outer battlefield has existed for tens of millions of years, and there are also many native people there.

"Let's begin," Nangong Tian gestured.

Today's test is for Shen Ming alone; there's no need to queue.

Shen Ming withdrew his gaze and walked towards the stone tablet.

"Circulate your primordial magic power in your palm and place it on top," Nangong Tian said.

Shen Ming took a deep breath, slowly extended his right hand, and a ball of magical power condensed in his palm.

Before placing it on the stone tablet, Nangong Tian first observed it with his divine sense.

He possessed the supernatural ability to "see the big picture from small details," and could discern Shen Ming's past cultivation experiences, including his martial arts realm, through a trace of magical power.

"What the hell is this?"

Nangong Tian frowned. Shen Ming's cultivation was completely unsystematic, as if he had no master to teach him.

Soon, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

If Shen Ming's cultivation experience were applied to other people, let alone reaching the Sovereign Realm, it would be a question whether they could even become a Supreme.

He achieved a perfect balance that even Nangong Tian could not match.

At this moment, Shen Ming's hand was already on the stone tablet, and everyone gasped, staring intently.

A moment later, a dazzling light began to appear on the stone tablet.

As time passed, the patterns on the stone tablet began to glow and spread outwards.

Without any hindrance, the first pattern was lit, revealing a dazzling starry sky and a bright moon.

In the center of the starry sky, a huge bright moon hangs high, casting a soft silver glow, which represents the Heavenly Palace.

"great!"

Nangong Qian clapped her hands in delight, because this way, no matter what the outcome was, Shen Ming could join the Heavenly Palace.

The pattern for the second day was an earth palace, a landscape of mountains and rivers, radiating dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, the patterns representing the Hongdian and Huangdian lit up one after another, and the originally black stone tablet suddenly became extremely dazzling.

Although there is no distinction between the four halls, among the disciples of the academy, lighting up the four halls is still regarded as the highest honor.

"It's truly impeccable."

Nangong Tian made up his mind and decided to go to the Dean to discuss the Emperor's plan again later.

Just then, an even stronger fluctuation suddenly emanated from the black stone tablet.

The stone tablet, whose light had been gradually stabilizing, began to tremble slightly again.

A faint, mysterious aura slowly seeped out from the depths of the stone tablet.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, a hidden pattern began to emerge on the stone tablet.

At first, there were just some blurry lines, but gradually, these lines became clearer and clearer, and the outline of the pattern gradually emerged.

This hidden pattern is extremely complex, composed of countless mysterious lines interwoven together.

In the center of the pattern, there appears to be a blazing flame, surrounded by a ring of ancient runes.

"not good!"

While the others were still in shock, Nangong Tian realized something and his heart sank.

"Could it be the legendary Fifth Palace?!"

Some disciples realized what was happening, their surprised looks revealing a hint of regret, while others gloated.