Best Young Master

At the evening gathering, Ye Fan and the others learned from Han Sandong and Yaling that the entrance exam before joining the academy was just the mildest hurdle; more brutal special training awaited them.

The Immortal Academy has very strict requirements for each new student, even to the point of being excessively so. If you do not have the corresponding strength and mental realm, it is absolutely impossible to pass the special training.

"Can’t they let us catch a breath? We just passed the exam, and now there’s some bullshit special training. Are they trying to kill us?" Hu Fei complained.

His body can’t compare to Ye Fan and Shi Ye’s. He suffered a lot during the exam, although the gains were significant, he was injured after all.

"Can I ask, what exactly is the so-called special training?" Shi Ye asked, most concerned about this.

"Unspeakable, unspeakable! You will naturally know when the time comes. Saying it now would only cloud your minds," Han Sandong shook his head.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, it seemed the special training was not easy, otherwise Han Sandong wouldn’t have said that.

"When life is good, we should enjoy it to the fullest, don’t let the gold cups remain empty against the moon. Why talk about this now? Let’s drink this glass of fine wine, who cares about the special training, no one can stop our martial arts spirit!"

These words were passionate and inspiring, but everyone had a peculiar expression because it was not any of them who said it, but a Bai Yan wolf.

"Why are you all looking at me?"

The Bai Yan wolf gulped down half a roast chicken, then guzzled wine, squinting at everyone.

"As expected of a Xuan Beast who once followed the Thunder Venerable. This statement contains profound insight!" the Ancient Saint sighed, finishing his glass of wine.

"—"

Ye Fan’s forehead was full of black lines; this wasn’t something the Thunder Venerable ever said. It was something Ye Fan blurted out while drinking, and the Bai Yan wolf had learned it verbatim, showing off and leaving everyone bewildered.

"Ye Fan brother, what exactly did the Dean want from you?" Hu Fei asked Ye Fan, full of curiosity.

After all, the Dean hadn’t been involved in academy affairs for a long time, except for a recent warning that intimidated the major immortal inheritances. Almost forgotten, he suddenly summoned Ye Fan, which was shocking and puzzling.

"Nothing, it’s just that I was the first to return. The Dean wanted to see me and say a few encouraging words," Ye Fan replied evasively.

Some things simply couldn’t be said. It wasn’t that Ye Fan wanted to deceive them, but because it was a sensitive matter, it couldn’t be spoken of.

"These past few days, someone has been eyeing me, and I’ve noticed it several times!" the Bai Yan wolf, seemingly drunk, hugged a wine jar and said.

Hmm?

Ye Fan was taken aback, immediately thinking of Wu Jingtian, the successor of Emperor Wu, who once had designs on the Bai Yan wolf. Ye Fan quickly asked the Bai Yan wolf who exactly were these people.

"Don’t worry, they’re just a bunch of clowns. I can handle them myself. If they really push me, I can take them out, be it the Immortal Academy or the Imperial Academy!"

The Bai Yan wolf’s eyes flashed with ferocity, and although drunk, it seemed to have some life-saving tricks. Remembering it once followed the Thunder Venerable, having survival methods was only natural, so he wasn’t worried.

That night, everyone drank blissfully, chatting and joking from ancient emperors to amusing childhood stories.

It was during this time that Ye Fan learned about some of Shi Ye’s past. He was the strongest person to come out of an Ancient Barbarian Tribe in the Ten Thousand Mountains of Southern East Domain. Even as a child, he was full of brute strength, bathing in the blood of the strongest Xuan Beasts, capable of tearing apart tigers and leopards barehanded.

The people of his tribe were exceptionally gifted, their bodies incredibly strong, and their strength astonishing. Some of the elder strong people in the tribe could pull mountains and fill seas, breaking the earth with a roar.

This was a group of mighty figures strong enough to compete with the Di Clan but were naturally reserved and not inclined to interact with outsiders, which is why few people knew of their existence.

Such an ancient heritage left Sikong Po and Yaling in shock!

"Barbarian, are we brothers or not?" Hu Fei asked affectionately, wrapping an arm around Shi Ye’s shoulder.

"Of course we are!"

Shi Ye was very forthright. Although Hu Fei was somewhat roguish, he matched Shi Ye’s temperament. Otherwise, the two wouldn’t be so close.

"I have a suggestion! How about you and Ye Fan join us, expand our Nine Little Bandits team a bit!" Hu Fei proposed.

"Okay! I agree!"

Han Sandong stood up, first to express support. After listening to the barbarian’s background, he was tempted. Despite the Nine Great Bandits’ fame in the Eastern Domain, bringing in such a group of strong people was beneficial.

Ye Fan was even more outrageously strong; his future accomplishments limitless. Forming a good relationship with him now could bring endless benefits in the future.

"No, the name of bandit doesn’t sound good, but we can cooperate!" the barbarian decisively shook his head but then said.

Clearly, he also longed for the bandit life that Hu Fei and the others led in the mountains, though he couldn’t truly join, cooperation was still possible.

Ye Fan shook his head, as he wouldn’t lead a life of banditry, and he understood some of the deeds of the Nine Great Bandits.

They didn’t rob just anyone, generally targeting only the Holy Lands and Wu Shang Sects. As for others, they wouldn’t act, or rather, they weren’t worth acting upon.

The relationship between the Nine Great Bandits and several Holy Lands in the Eastern Domain was quite poor. If not for both sides possessing Supreme Level big killers, a war might have erupted long ago.

"Ye Fan brother, don’t be in a rush to decline. In strict terms, you already count as one of us, and you do quite well at it!" Hu Fei said with a mischievous grin.

Everyone couldn’t help but smile knowingly, understanding what he meant.

Ye Fan stirred up immense waves in the Southern Domain, plundering the Spirit Stone Storage of the ancient Qing and Lou Families, driving the two families to madness.

Even the Nine Great Bandits had heard of such deeds, and Hu Fei’s grandfather couldn’t help but praise, "Truly, heroes emerge from youth. If my grandson did this, I would take great pride!"

To receive such praise from the Old Fierce Bandit, Ye Fan truly had already become one of them, and quite outstanding!

Only by midnight did everyone disperse, leaving Ye Fan with a cave dwelling so humble it couldn’t be any simpler!

This so-called cave dwelling wasn’t a hollowed-out cave nor a grand structure, merely a small stone house.

However, it was at least a place for rest, and Ye Fan had no complaints, for he had been staying at Yaling’s cave dwelling all these days, inciting jealousy from some.

All the new students returned, and although the academy appeared calm on the surface, dark undercurrents were actually flowing, with everyone calculating their own plans.

These days, Xie Zuwu remained quite low-key and hadn’t appeared at all; he had obtained the information he wanted, but was disheartened.

Previously, he had people investigate Ye Fan’s background, and they indeed had some skills, uncovering Ye Fan’s origins. Upon learning that Ye Fan was from the Xuanwu Sect, a subsidiary sect of the Treasure Pavilion, Xie Zuwu realized he couldn’t touch Ye Fan at all, swallowing his frustration.

What is the Treasure Pavilion?

An immense existence even the Di Clan is unwilling to provoke!

Though it might not match the strength of the Di Clan or the two academies, it’s certainly not inferior. If dared to move recklessly, Yaling could easily wipe him and even his entire family off the world map with just one word, making them history.

"Damn, I never thought it would end up like this!"

Xie Zuwu punched the stone wall in front of him, instantly creating a hole as if slicing through tofu.

"Cancel all actions against that Ye person; we mustn’t let him notice anything!"

Xie Zuwu ultimately made such a decision.

Early the next morning, the Immortal Academy’s bell sounded, far-reaching and serene, awakening everyone from their slumber.

This was the bell summoning the newly admitted disciples, indicating something was going to occur!

Ye Fan hadn’t slept at all; he had been silently cultivating, and now his strength reached the Peak of the Holy Embryo Realm, lacking only Martial Arts inspiration.

Once he undergoes a Heavenly Tribulation, he will become a strong person at the Peak of the Holy Embryo Realm, though he has a vague sense of foreboding, possibly going through tribulation during the training.

Soon, Ye Fan arrived at the central plaza of the academy, and others were arriving one after another, beams of light descending onto the plaza.

In the center of the plaza was a small stone platform, resembling an ancient altar, with a powerful elder standing atop it, exerting pressure over the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, silencing all the present Heavenly Pride students.

The bell rang ten times, and thirty new students converged, without exception, silently awaiting the elder at the stone platform to speak.

"Hello everyone, I am the vice principal of this academy. Your training will be under my leadership and supervision. You can only enjoy the benefits of the academy upon passing the training..."

From the powerful elder’s words, Ye Fan and the others gathered that this powerful elder was both the academy’s vice principal and could also be said to be the Law Enforcement Elder, holding immensely high status, comparable to the Old Fox vice principal.

The training lasts for a month, the most fierce type, enduring it means transformation, leaping like a dragon, failing means failure, though survival assured, the outcome is equally miserable.

"Go! The strongest training begins!"

The Law Enforcement Elder stepped forward, leading the group towards the back mountain.

"Has the training begun?" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"That’s known as the Purgatory Training; I wonder how many will persist!"

"Less than one in ten!"

"Back then, I thought I was very strong, yet only held out for twenty days in Purgatory Training."

"Who wouldn’t say the same..."

Some distant seniors watched, gossiping with schadenfreude, waiting to see the new students’ missteps.

The strongest Purgatory Training, the hardest training ever in Immortal Academy history, pushing someone to their limits, continually breaking oneself, otherwise certain failure, even for geniuses!

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PS: Three consecutive updates, requesting everyone for one Monthly Ticket and one recommendation ticket, merely one, thank you!!

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