Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Jin Tianrui's recent memory has been destroyed, so naturally they can't get any information from the memory.

Xiang Chen just didn't want them to know about any grudges between Jin Tianrui and Ye Xiuchen, so he pulled out the carrots and brought out the mud to find out.

In the starry sky outside the Ancient Imperial City, Xiang Chen's figure suddenly appeared on one of the lunar stars.

He looked at the Burning Sun Sword he had just obtained being devoured by Brother Ding, and his heart was bleeding.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had something so delicious.”

Brother Ding, who had refined the Burning Sun Sword, felt like he was enjoying himself.

"A sacred weapon is just gone..." Xiang Chen cried silently.

"Hmph, this kind of thing used to be my normal ration, but since I got it from your kid, I haven't swallowed a single holy weapon." Gu Ding complained instead.

"Oh, then I have wronged you?"

"What do you think."

While one person and one cauldron were bickering, Xiang Chen also rushed towards the Taikoo Holy Courtyard.

If Xiang Chen remembers correctly, it seems that the graduation exam was not that long ago.

"The graduation exam is extremely dangerous. It's better not to exchange Qingcheng and the others back. I'll go and have a go on my own."

He made up his mind to take the graduation exam by himself. The treatment Qingcheng and the others received in Beiminghai was not bad.

When he returned to Taikoo Holy Courtyard, he didn't try to seize his own territory. Instead, he went to find Dong Xuan'er, who lived in a large mining area in the Northeast.

However, Xiang Chen thought about it and held back his thoughts.

He has reached the quasi-sage realm and has automatically become a disciple of the inner court. He can live on the avenue of stars.

As soon as he entered the Taigu Holy Courtyard, a divine thought fell on him.

Immediately, his body was taken away by a force that was out of control.

Xiang Chen didn't even have time to exclaim before he appeared in a strange place.

Here is a courtyard, which looks very ordinary. An old man is lying on a wicker chair, sleeping under the grape trellis, holding a teapot in his hand, leisurely and contented.

"Dean."

When Xiang Chen saw this person, he quickly saluted respectfully, feeling a little wary.

This old man is the highest person in charge of the entire Holy Court, and he also knows that he is a fake.

"I thought you wouldn't come back to take the final exam." The old dean said leisurely with his eyes closed.

"How is that possible? I don't want to be hunted down by all the teachers in the Holy Academy." Xiang Chen said with a bitter smile.

"You don't want to participate, but no one can hunt you down." The old man looked at him with a playful smile.

"Dean, you are joking. I am just a little ant. By the way, why did you pick me up here...?" Xiang Chen did not answer the question and quickly changed the subject.

"Is this little thing yours?" The old dean pointed to the grape trellis with the cattail leaf fan in his hand.

Xiang Chen looked over and saw a palm-sized caterpillar crawling on a bunch of purple grapes, one by one in its mouth.

"Er Mao!" Xiang Chen was shocked, why did this guy come here and act wild?

After he came to Taikoo Holy Courtyard, Er Mao often went out to play and disappeared by himself. It had been a long time since he had been with him. Due to Er Mao's incredible space ability, Xiang Chen didn't worry much about him.

"No, I don't recognize it!" Xiang Chen shook his head quickly.

puff!

Ermao spat a mouthful of grape skin directly on Xiang Chen's face, and said angrily: "Da Guo, you heartless person, you have abandoned me for so many years."

"Who is your eldest brother? I don't know you. Don't recognize me randomly. I'm not a bug." Xiang Chen quickly distanced himself from it.

"Okay, stop pretending. I know it is following you. This little thing has stolen 3,600 innate divine plums and 83 holy medicines and holy fruits from our holy courtyard over the years. If you exchange it for credits... too It’s too much, I’m too lazy to calculate, you owe the Holy Academy one billion credits now, what are you going to do…”

"Pfft..."

Before the old dean finished speaking, Xiang Chen spit out a mouthful of blood, and he collapsed on the ground. Then he vomited blood and kept licking it.

The old dean was dumbfounded. How could this kid still touch porcelain?

"Dean, I suffered a lot of torture in Beiminghai. I was seriously injured and may not die soon. I'm going to go back to heal my wounds. I'll see you next time."

Xiang Chen said weakly, then ran away.

The old dean sucked his hand, and Xiang Chen was sucked back directly.

"Dean, it's none of my business. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, look for that bug. I can't afford to pay back so many credits." Xiang Chen wailed like a pig.

The old dean remained unmoved and watched Xiang Chen suffer miserably.

"I'm so pitiful, Dean. I was captured and tortured by Bei Minghai for hundreds of years. They tortured me and forced me to explain the situation of the Holy Academy. I didn't say even a word. I felt that my loyalty could not be improved. It’s worth a billion credits.”

Xiang Chen kept talking about how miserable he was over the years, how loyal he was, and how he uprightly maintained the reputation of the Holy Academy.

The old dean listened to Xiang Chen directing and acting by himself. In the end, Xiang Chen was speechless. He sighed, moved a recliner and lay down next to the old dean.

"Just tell me what you want me to do, Ermao, pick a bunch off."

"I don't know you, huh!" Er Mao got angry, stuck out his butt, and sprayed a stream of thin green feces towards Xiang Chen.

Xiang Chen quickly pulled the sleeves of the dean next to him to cover his face.

The old dean's face twitched: "You call it Ermao?"

"Yes, it had three hairs on its head when it first hatched, so we called it Ermao. Why not call it Sanmao, because there are too many names like Sanmao."

Xiang Chen reached out to pick a bunch of grapes and ate one. His mouth was filled with sour and sweet taste. It was so sour that he snatched the teapot from the old dean, wiped the spout, and drank directly from the spout.

The old dean sighed and looked at Er Mao pitifully. He was not a kind person to meet.

"Since you owe the Holy Academy so many credits, you can pay it back slowly after graduation and stay as a teacher."

Phew...

Xiang Chen spit out a mouthful of tea, coughed twice, looked at the dean with wide eyes, and then quickly shook his head: "I don't want it, I want to enter the Witch God Dynasty and get promoted and make a fortune."

The old dean sneered: "Your illusion can't be seen by others. Do you think the Holy Wizard Emperor can't see it? There is an old guy in the Wizard God Dynasty who can see through you at a glance. If you accept the reward, you have to meet the Holy Spirit. Imperial."

Xiang Chen was shocked and remained silent. He thought to himself that I have a substitute, and he is a real person.

The old dean shook his cattail leaf fan and said leisurely: "Stay in the holy courtyard, help me, and practice the Tao of Samsara with me. You will also have a bright future. When you practice the Tao of Samsara to the realm of the Great Dao, it will be difficult for the Holy Wizard Emperor to see any clues. ”

"Why do you want to help me?" Xiang Chen asked after a moment of silence.

"It's not easy to find someone with such a talent for reincarnation. I'm getting old, and I want to train someone to help me run errands in the future." He snatched the teapot back, wiped the spout in disgust and sipped the tea slowly.