Chương 184: War God’s — Chapter 185 - Master, He Is Wang Xian!

Wang Xian followed Principal Song along the winding path of Guixin Island, all the way to the thirty-six Prime Meridian Spirit Residences. The Spirit Residences were more than just a villa district. The surrounding environment had a classical elegance — pavilions and terraces, towers and galleries, covered walkways and colonnades stretched in every direction. The cosmic energy concentration here was exceptionally high.

Living in a place like this year-round, even without active cultivation, anyone with decent talent would automatically absorb the ambient cosmic energy. Their life force would climb to impressive levels just from breathing. For high-level martial artists, this kind of environment was essential. High-level martial artists had powerful talents. Their daily cultivation demanded massive amounts of cosmic energy. Without it, they'd stagnate forever.

"This Principal Luo is upright in character, proud and aloof by nature..." Principal Song said as they walked.

"Normally, she doesn't take male disciples. Back when she served as a sword-specialty instructor, she trained quite a few students over 10 years."

"But she never truly accepted a disciple in the real sense. Only last year, when a taboo-tier talent appeared who was perfectly suited to her inherited sword path, did she personally take on a disciple."

"After reaching the peak of the Sixth Realm, Principal Luo spent these last two years focused on cultivation or going out on training expeditions."

"She rarely took students anymore."

"After the Seventh Realm, she'd be even less likely to accept disciples."

"Because after the Grandmaster Grand Banquet, as a Great Grandmaster listed in the Blue Star Martial Alliance registry, she must go to another place within a year for a training period lasting at least 10 years."

"She'd have very little time to teach disciples."

"So normally, aside from that child Ye Miyue, Principal Luo wouldn't accept any more disciples." Principal Song cast an encouraging glance at Wang Xian. The meaning was clear: even if you're only her disciple for a few months, it's still worthwhile. Wang Xian smiled. He understood perfectly. The Blue Star Martial Alliance's rules were absolute. After becoming Great Grandmasters, martial artists from all nations had to go to the Alien Star Battlefield. The so-called 'Grandmaster Military Service.'

Seventh Realm warriors were Blue Star's true top-tier combat power. Keeping them on Blue Star long-term was a waste. Only on the Alien Star Battlefield could they truly protect Blue Star. Take Grandmaster Bai Hongtian, a veteran Great Grandmaster at the peak of the Seventh Realm. He might not sound famous because he came from Western Shu, but he was a Great Grandmaster who'd returned from 10 years on the Alien Star Battlefield. Love this story?

Find the genuine version on the author's preferred platform and support their work! His status might not match Principal Luo's. But his strength... Many Great Grandmasters never returned from the Alien Star Battlefield at all. Like Xia Qing, whom Wang Xian knew from his past life. Seventh Realm. Died on the Alien Star Battlefield during her Grandmaster Military Service because she was too reckless. Some Great Grandmasters valued their lives and returned early.

Or applied to Blue Star to temporarily remain in their home country to handle certain troubles. Not every Seventh Realm Great Grandmaster willingly went to that starry battlefield that could easily bury countless experts. The Alien Star Battlefield hadn't been fully disclosed yet. Wang Xian remembered it would be three years before the Alien Star Battlefield was first publicly revealed on Blue Star, the year after his university graduation.

That's when they truly began conscripting the entire populace for the battlefield. Anyone above the Second Realm could sign up. Thinking about it stirred something in him. Back then, the Alien Star Battlefield had only just appeared in the public's view. People merely knew such a place existed. It would take over a decade before countless people on Blue Star understood the terror and importance of that place...

"We're almost there." Principal Song pointed ahead.

"That's Spirit Residence Number Three. Since this is a temporary apprenticeship, your master-disciple relationship will probably only last a while. Principal Luo will still observe proper courtesies."

"Don't expect too much. Compared to Ye Miyue, you definitely won't measure up." Wang Xian thought to himself. Obviously. If the little lady was a personal direct disciple, then he, temporarily dragged in to make up numbers, counted as a registered disciple at best. A pure tool, brought on stage to serve as the inferior horse. This Principal Luo probably wouldn't pay him much attention. Unless... From a distance, Wang Xian spotted two figures standing on the stone bridge in front of Spirit Residence Number Three.

The white-robed figure was half a head taller than Ye Miyue. Judging by her build, about 1. 75 meters or above. White robes fluttered, outlining a clear feminine silhouette. Wang Xian's eyes narrowed. Familiar. Could it really be that older sister who mastered the Heavenly Frost Divine Sword lineage? On the other side.

"Straight posture, imposing bearing..." Principal Luo stood on the stone bridge, watching the two figures approach from afar. Her gaze immediately fell on the young man behind Principal Song. Just a casual glance, without even seeing his full face, and she could already sense his extraordinary presence.

"This little boyfriend of yours does seem quite impressive." After all, he was the Martial Exam top scholar and a remarkably gifted smelter. Only... Even without seeing his full face, Principal Luo inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity. The feeling came with a touch of strangeness. It pulled her into thought. Hearing her master's praise, Ye Miyue's eyes curved gently. She looked thoroughly pleased, her heart warm and sweet.

Ye Miyue stepped in front of her master and volunteered:"Then let me introduce him to you, Master!" Principal Luo looked at Ye Miyue, smiled, nodded, and continued pondering. As she thought, a long-sealed memory gradually stirred in the depths of her consciousness, slowly surfacing and prying open a sliver of faint light... Before long. On the stone bridge.

"Student Ye!" Principal Song called out with a smile.

"You're waiting here too?"

"Principal Song, I'm introducing Wang Xian to my master." Ye Miyue's face was full of smiles.

"Oh? Perfect." Principal Song laughed heartily.

"Saves me the trouble. After all, you two are high school classmates. At school, no one knows Student Wang better than you." Ye Miyue's cheeks reddened.

"Student Wang, go on over." Principal Song gestured. Wang Xian stepped out from behind Principal Song. Ye Miyue took Wang Xian's hand and led him before Principal Luo, who stood not far behind. She said joyfully:"Master, this is Wang Xian!"

"Take a look!" She stepped aside, letting the two face each other. In that instant, both of them froze. Wang Xian looked. The woman before him wore a white wide-sleeved long robe embroidered with frost-patterned cloud designs. The cloud patterns shifted with the light as she stood there, as if a fierce cold wind was about to arrive, radiating an unapproachable icy chill. The collar of her dark-blue martial undergarment was adorned with seven star-flame lock buttons.

The buttons were stretched so tight they seemed embedded inside, completely motionless. The woman's face was exquisitely beautiful, yet those sword-like brows sweeping toward her temples made her entire countenance lean toward androgynous. Her deep-set eyes were like secluded valleys of cold pools. Her pupils gleamed with a deep blue like dark ice, with faint traces of sword aura swirling within. Just meeting her gaze made one feel as if a cold sword were pointed at their entire body.

It commanded involuntary solemn respect. Dignified. Coldly austere. Exquisitely beautiful. No matter who came, those would be the first three words in their mind. And in their heart, not a single trace of profane thought could arise. ➤ Next: Principal Luo's Teaching by Word and Deed — Personal Guidance!