All races revere me as the Heavenly Emperor, solely because of my nine disciples!

When Zhou Hai cultivated the Supreme Golden Body, it caused everyone in the academy to exclaim in surprise, and it also attracted a group of Lucky Thieves to secretly plot against him. Even the Extreme Rabbit Daoist, who was far away in the Jixia Academy, was stunned.

"Is this the sixteen-foot golden statue?"

"How is it possible to have mastered the first level of the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body in just one night?"

Master Jitu was truly dumbfounded.

He came from a Buddhist family and had also cultivated the sixteen-foot golden body, so he knew very well how difficult it was to cultivate.

It should be noted that he once spent nearly two thousand years cultivating the first step, the Supreme Golden Body, to ten thousand feet, still a long way from the Great Perfection.

Later, the academy acquired the Vajra Body Refining Pool, and with the academy's permission, he had a continuous supply of Vajra Body Refining Liquid. It took him nearly a year to cultivate the Supreme Golden Body to its peak.

Now, in the second step, we are constantly refining our skills.

As a result, Zhou Hai completed all his efforts in just one day, which was a huge blow to him.

For a moment, he, who was originally setting up an array with Wang Li and Ye Haoran to help the disciples who had joined the Starry Sky Daoist lineage overcome their tribulations, lost all interest in helping.

He believed that if the group of golden statues of Buddhas in Hezhou were to see this scene, they would surely be astonished.

In fact it is.

At this moment, Zhou Hai's golden body was so large that even from Hezhou, the gazes of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas could pierce through the heavens and see Zhou Hai's golden body.

For a time, the entire Buddhist region of Hezhou was on edge.

"How could this be? Could it be that Prince Demon Ape has passed on our Buddhist teachings to outsiders?"

"No, that's impossible! The Dharma is not to be passed on lightly. Even if it were the Demon Ape Prince, he would not disregard the feelings of Buddhism and pass on our Buddhist teachings to others without the consent of our Buddhist sect. Could this be another simulation by the Imperial Tutor?"

"That's right. This Imperial Tutor could even simulate the great truths of a sage during the great battle, let alone simulate the cultivation techniques of others?"

"That's terrifying! Just by simulating and evolving someone else's cultivation technique, one can cultivate the Supreme Golden Body to perfection?"

Numerous discussions arose, and at this moment, all the golden-bodied Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in the entire Hezhou region could no longer remain calm.

However, unlike the awe felt by the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, unlike the scheming of the thieving demons, and unlike the shock felt by everyone else in the academy, at this moment, some people were jumping up and down with joy.

"Did you see that? Did you all see that?!"

"That's my master, the Imperial Tutor, the Imperial Tutor!"

"Look how solemn and majestic he is, how tall and imposing he is! He's destined to be a savior!"

"What are you waiting for? The Imperial Tutor's biography and all his secret records are being sold as a complete set at a bargain price!"

Indeed, the person who shouted this was none other than Zhou Hai's youngest apprentice, Zeng Youde.

"Yes, yes, my brother De is right. Don't miss it!"

"Not 998, not 398, just 100 million. You won't lose out, you won't be cheated, hurry up and buy!"

Beside him, a little kid pointed at the enormous body in the sky and shouted loudly as he sold his wares.

Now, they've almost finished their business at the academy. The market is saturated, so they've simply set up stalls outside the academy, in the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty.

In the distance, a group of people were staring in horror at Zhou Hai's golden statue. Suddenly hearing this voice, their gazes turned cold, and they all looked in this direction.

For a moment, Zeng Youde and the little kid, who were still shouting and hawking their wares, trembled and couldn't help but shudder.

They sensed a murderous intent, an boundless murderous intent, as if it could tear them to pieces with just a glance.

The two instinctively looked this way, and were immediately so frightened that their legs went weak.

There were hundreds of people in a grand procession, the lowest level of whom was half-saint, and there were no fewer than eighty or ninety true saints among them.

The young men at the front, in particular, seemed exceptionally powerful and were clearly not to be trifled with.

"What's going on? Why are they all looking at us like that?"

"De Di, we haven't offended them, have we?"

The little kid didn't react for a moment and muttered to himself.

"run!"

However, what responded to him was a loud shout from Zeng Youde, who then turned and fled, abandoning even the books he had set up at the stall.

The little kid may not have offended these people, but he has.

One of the people at the very front of that crowd had his clothes ripped off by him before. He had wanted to kill him ever since.

Now that they've met here, and his master isn't around, he's terrified he'll be skinned alive.

"Damn, you really did offend someone!"

"Wait for me!"

The little kid panicked immediately, quickly gathered all the books, and turned to flee the place.

Unbeknownst to them, the moment they fled, the men who had been so menacing just moments before suddenly adopted strange and unsettling expressions.

"What's going on? Ziyi, is this the sinner you mentioned who insulted the Imperial Tutor?"

Watching the two escape, a young man couldn't help but say something to Yan Ziyi.

This is the imperial son of the Purple Swallow lineage in Zhongzhou, currently a Daoist disciple of the Purple Swallow Palace in the Academy, named Yan Hao. His cultivation and strength are among the top of the younger generation.

While not quite on par with those freakish disciples of the Imperial Tutor, they are not far off.

At least apart from facing those few freakish disciples of the Imperial Tutor, Yan Hao was confident that no one in the younger generation could defeat him.

"Yes, Purple Robe, should we still arrest this criminal?"

Beside Yan Ziyi, another woman asked.

This woman's name is Chen Zhaoxue. She was once the Holy Maiden of the Purple Swallow Holy Land, and now, like Yan Ziyi, she is also a Holy Maiden of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Yan Ziyi's expression was strange. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

But then another man beside her said, "Purple Robe, these are the Imperial Tutor's disciples. Perhaps their actions are permitted by the Imperial Tutor. It might not be wise for us to act rashly!"

This man's name is Dou Qianjiao, and he is now the Daoist of Ziyan Palace. However, he was not once the imperial prince of the Ziyan lineage, but a Daoist of Ziyan whose status was equal to that of the imperial prince and the holy maiden.

The reason why the Ziyan lineage needs to create a Dao Child position in addition to the Imperial Son and Holy Maiden is to avoid burying the talents of geniuses.

These Dao children cannot inherit the Dao lineage of the Purple Swallow Holy Land, nor can they inherit the throne of the Purple Swallow Imperial Court. However, because of their strength, they can be enfeoffed as kings after they grow up, start a powerful family, or establish a powerful sect.

The Central Plains are home to numerous powerful sects and kingdoms, all thanks to the accumulation of such influences by beings like them throughout history.

As the three powerful figures spoke, the other Daoist disciples and saintesses beside Yan Ziyi also watched her. Her followers wore even more strange expressions.

"Why are you still chasing them?!"

"I should have thought of this long ago. Who would dare to do something like this under the Imperial Tutor's nose, unless the Imperial Tutor gave his permission?"

"The Imperial Tutor is indifferent to fame and fortune; he is truly a great sage. We have been meddling in his affairs!"

Yan Ziyi's lips twitched, and after a long while, she finally spoke with a dark expression.

After a series of events, she had already come to admire and respect the Imperial Tutor. The thought of someone insulting his reputation made her want to stand up for him.

Especially today, when she heard that people inside and outside the academy were selling dirt on the Imperial Tutor, this impulse became even stronger.

Without even asking around, they came with a group of companions, intending to teach this ignorant fool a lesson.

But she never expected that the culprit behind this trafficking was actually the Imperial Tutor's disciple, and the very person who made her feel guilty.

At that moment, she truly didn't know how to describe her feelings.

Just as she was in turmoil, a majestic voice suddenly rang out.

"Take it!"

Everyone was startled. Yan Ziyi and the others, as well as other pedestrians on the surrounding street, all turned to look.

A group of academy law enforcement disciples flew over and instantly caught up with the little brat and Zeng Youde who were running away.