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

"Not bad, not bad! Young brother, I never expected that you, at such a young age, would be able to obtain the inheritance of a sage and wield such a sacred artifact!"

"With you here, the Great Zhou Academy is destined to prosper!"

"By the way, someone of your stature should have been famous throughout the Northern Wilderness by now, so why have I never heard of him, even though we're both from the same academy?"

"May I ask your name, young man?"

Setting down his teacup, Ye Haoran's gaze towards Zhou Hai completely changed. Gone was the previous admiration an elder held for a junior. Even his form of address had changed.

The others also looked at Zhou Hai with puzzled expressions!

Yes, how could such a person be unknown?

Zhou Hai looked embarrassed! That question made him too ashamed to even mention his own name!

"Hahaha... Elder Ye, you may not know this, but my junior brother Zhou Hai is already famous throughout the Northern Wilderness. It's just that others are unaware of the truth and prefer to spread rumors without any basis!"

But at that moment, Murong Xiao burst into laughter, instantly changing everyone's expression!

"What, Zhou Hai?"

"He is Zhou Hai, the legendary wastrel who appears only once every ten thousand years in the academy, Zhou Hai?"

Everyone gasped in surprise, even Ye Haoran looked astonished!

Zhou Hai had a dark expression on his face; he looked extremely uncomfortable!

Look, who said we don't have anyone famous in the Northern Wilderness? Isn't this reputation quite impressive?

But who the hell invented the term "a waste of life"? It's so awful to hear!

"Hahaha, that's right, my junior brother is Zhou Hai!"

"Everyone says my junior brother is a cripple, and they use this to laugh at our Great Zhou Academy. Little do they know that my junior brother's cultivation has already transcended the ordinary and reached sainthood, making him virtually unmatched in this world!"

"Over the years, my junior brother has been stationed at the academy, guarding the Great Zhou, working hard for the common people, and fulfilling his responsibilities to the righteous path!"

"But because he dislikes empty fame and prefers tranquility, people have spread rumors about him that he is worthless!"

"But it doesn't matter, my junior brother doesn't care about these things, so let it be!"

Murong Xiao burst into laughter, and his words left everyone speechless.

Wow, that's quite the boast!

At that age, you say he's incredibly powerful, able to obtain the inheritance of a sage, and even more so, transcendent and saintly, virtually unmatched in the world?

If you're so capable, make him put down the sacred artifact and see if he still has any rivals!

Even Zhou Hai couldn't help but blush.

While those words are pleasant to hear, they still make one feel somewhat embarrassed!

"Hehehe, keep it low-key, keep it low-key..."

Zhou Hai gave an awkward laugh, his embarrassed expression making everyone speechless.

Good grief, you're actually being modest! If it weren't for your barely concealed smugness, I would almost have believed you were being humble!

Everyone secretly mocked him, but on the surface they were obsequious and dared not show any disrespect to Zhou Hai at this moment!

Over the next period of time, everyone got along very well, and they were all as well-behaved as elementary school students.

……

"Junior brother, what are you doing?"

Late at night, in the courtyard of Daozang Palace, Zhou Hai was cooking meat in a large pot when Murong Xiao flew over with a smile on his face.

"It's nothing, I'm just hungry, let's get something to eat!"

"What, have those people made all the arrangements?"

Zhou Hai glanced back. He was in charge when the academy was empty, but now that Murong Xiao was back, he couldn't be bothered with those people and left everything to Murong Xiao.

"Haha, don't worry, junior brother, everything's arranged!"

"You know what, this sacred artifact is truly a truism. Just think about these people, aren't they all big shots who roam the Northern Wilderness?"

"Now, my junior brother has only been slightly intimidated, and they've become as obedient as a group of young girls. They're so well-behaved!"

Murong Xiao laughed heartily, his words filled with smugness.

"If they dare disobey, I'll kill them!"

Seeing Murong Xiao's smug expression, Zhou Hai couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and blurted out his own words.

"No, no, no!"

"Junior brother, you mustn't do anything reckless!"

"Just because these people have been intimidated doesn't mean that the forces behind them can be suppressed!"

"All the major holy sites possess sacred artifacts, and there may even be saints who have not yet passed away!"

"It's fine if you just intimidate them a little. But if you really go on a killing spree and make everyone in the Northern Wilderness feel insecure, and all the major holy lands rise up to attack, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Even if my junior brother has the cultivation of a saint, he can hardly stop the overwhelming tide!"

Murong Xiao's expression changed, and he quickly stopped him.

"Don't worry, as long as they obey, I'm not so heartless as to kill everyone I see!"

Zhou Hai was speechless. He had just said it casually, and this senior brother had taken it seriously. The thing is, he really thought of himself as a saint!

If everyone in the world were like him, how wonderful that would be?

"That's good!"

"Junior brother, this is your holy sword. There are no disturbances in that secret realm for now, so I'll return the sword to you!"

Murong Xiao nodded and carefully handed the holy sword to Zhou Hai with both hands.

"What do you mean 'return'? It's yours!"

"It's just a sword. There's no need for us brothers to keep passing it around. Just stop nagging me so much in the future!"

Zhou Hai waved his hand, leaving Murong Xiao stunned on the spot.

Good heavens, such a sacred artifact, and my junior brother just gave it away like that. This is more than just being generous, it's downright rude.

If this gets out, wouldn't it scare a lot of people to death?

"Junior brother, this..."

Murong Xiao was a little embarrassed and wanted to say something, but Zhou Hai interrupted him directly: "What's this? Take it if you want, or leave it aside if you don't. Stop being so effeminate, can't you be a little more manly?"

Zhou Hai truly didn't care about the sacred artifact.

The fire poker in his hand was it, but Murong Xiao didn't realize it!

"No, no, no, I'll take it with me, okay!"

Murong Xiao was startled. This was a sacred artifact; how could he dare to leave it aside?

As he spoke, he carefully carried the holy sword away.

"Senior brother, since you're already here, won't you stay and have something to eat?"

Zhou Hai called out from behind.

"Don't eat!"

Murong Xiao was speechless; he truly couldn't understand his junior brother. He discarded sacred artifacts like worn-out shoes, yet he had a particular fondness for mortal food.

Is a single bite of food more important than a sacred artifact?

Holding the sacred artifact, Murong Xiao arrived at the Dao Asking Palace and carefully placed it on the ancestral shrine, joining the ancient sages of the academy.

For a moment, Murong Xiao seemed to feel a surge of joy. He looked around blankly, completely unable to understand where this feeling came from!

Meanwhile, inside Zhou Hai's Dao Dao Palace, Zhou Hai heard sighs.

The sacred artifacts are said to possess spirits, and everyone is extremely envious.

In particular, Zhou Hai shook the fire poker in his hand twice, as if he wanted to escape from this spendthrift son.

"What are you doing? Behave yourselves!"

Zhou Hai gave a shout and opened the sacred artifact, the giant iron pot. Multicolored essence flowed within, the spiritual liquid simmering the dragon bones—the aroma was indescribable!

The university remained quiet for the next few days.

The tranquility was broken when another large group of people arrived early that morning.

"Where is Murong Xiao? Two Supreme Elders of the Qiongyao Holy Land have arrived! Hurry up and welcome them!"

A loud shout echoed above the academy. People from the two great dynasties within the academy looked up, all speechless.

Such arrogance! These people are like old folks who have eaten poison; they're tired of living!

In the direction of the Daozang Palace, Zhou Hai was engrossed in reading when he was suddenly startled and wanted to curse.

But Ye Haoran's voice rang out first.

"What a big face you have! What are you, Qiong Yao Holy Land, that you dare to ask my academy's headmaster to personally welcome you?"

"Get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Haoran flew over, enraging everyone at Qiong Yao Holy Land!