The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Three days later, the academy suddenly made a public announcement. Because of the misfortune and death of the Director Zhuang, the academy had to choose a new President. Anyone from the academy could participate in the election. The competition was divided into two stages. One was the Literature test, and the other was the martial arts test.

Upon hearing this news, the academy immediately burst into an uproar.

According to the rules of the academy, as long as one was a member of the academy, they were eligible to run for the position of dean. However, everyone knew that only the dozens of Vice President had the qualifications to compete. However, the meaning of this announcement was very clear. Any ordinary Fellow could participate in the competition for Senior Fellow.

The academy had more than a dozen Vice President s but it had ten thousand Senior Fellow and ninety thousand ordinary academy members. If these people were to all participate in the election, the scene would truly be spectacular!

However, things didn't go as the students had expected. There weren't many people who would participate in the Headmaster's Competition, only a total of three hundred. Out of the one hundred thousand academicians, only three hundred were participating in the election. This ratio was obviously very, very low.

Because everyone knew that the reason why they had held such a public election, was completely to reflect Liu Ju's image. With this kind of public election, it would be even more reasonable and convincing for Liu Ju to succeed the throne.

At this point in time, everyone in the academy firmly believed that Liu Ju would become the next principal. The Star Observation Academy was about to go from the era of the manor's farmers to the era of Liu Ju. This was not only an epoch-making event for the Star Observation Academy, it was also an enormous event for the entire sky.

Everyone was looking forward to the public election in a month's time. As for the results of the election, everyone had a general idea in their hearts.

The night was tranquil. Although the Star Observation Academy was about to usher in an epoch-making event, she was still quiet. Especially in # 99, there was nothing special about it compared to normal times.

Hu Gaoxuan, Duan Ping and Hong Ben who were in the front yard were currently training together.

Xin Han, Ding Chundong and Chu Zhongqiu who were in the backyard were already asleep.

The four out of the house in the west wing was still awake and chatting with each other.

In the east wing, Feng Ting continued to train hard in his room.

After a long while, Hu Gaoxuan, Duan Ping, and Hong Ben, who were in the front courtyard, all went to sleep.

The four out of the house in the west wing had stopped talking. Li Yue, Li Zhencha and Zhao Yun all went to sleep while Li Wan cultivated in his own room.

In the early hours of the morning, there was a little light on the horizon, signaling the arrival of a new day.

Spring, Mid-Autumn, and Ding Chundong woke up. After cleaning up for a while, they went to prepare breakfast for everyone.

Xin Han got up and sat in her room to read a book.

Li Zhencha and Zhao Yun woke up, and Li Zhencha began to train. Zhao Yun went to find Ding Chundong and Chu Zhongqiu and help them prepare breakfast.

Li Yue got up and started cultivating the new Psionic Skills technique in the courtyard.

Li Wan also walked out of her room, and stood at the door watching Li Yue practice the Psionic Skills technique.

The three men in the front yard had already woken up. Duan Ping went to help Ding Chundong and his friends prepare breakfast. Hu Gaoxuan and Hong Ben were training in the courtyard.

The east wing was still the quietest, Feng Ting's door was still tightly shut, and everyone in the courtyard knew that Feng Ting was still bitterly cultivating.

At breakfast time, everyone was present. Naturally, everyone had to talk about the academy.

Previously, when Feng Ting caused a ruckus in the academy, he beat up those students who supported Liu Ju. Although Liu Ju's prestige was slightly damaged, it was unable to harm his very foundation. Now, the academy had a public election, although there were three hundred academicians participating in it. However, it seemed that none of these Fellow Scholars could pose a threat to Liu Ju.

Everyone expressed their worry, they all wanted to hear Feng Ting's opinion. But Feng Ting had always been very casual, as if this matter suddenly had nothing to do with him.

However, everyone was very clear in their hearts that although Feng Ting did things indifferently, since he did not like Liu Ju, then he should be able to do something about it.

Feng Ting did not express anything, so everyone did not question him further. However, Feng Ting basically did not answer them at all, and no one could do anything about it.

After eating breakfast, Hu Gaoxuan, Duan Ping, Hong Ben, Li Yue and the rest of Li Yue's group left the ninety-ninth courtyard and headed toward the academy to study.

Ding Chundong, Chu Zhongqiu, Feng Ting and the others left the ninety-ninth courtyard and went to the Holy House to change books. These days, they had taken a lot of books from the Holy House. These books piqued Xin Han's interest. He read one every day and learnt a lot of classical knowledge.

Arriving at the main entrance of the Holy House, Feng Ting and Xin Han got off the carriage and entered the main entrance of the Holy House as usual.

Inside the big gate, there was a A Golden Scaled Carriage standing there. When the driver saw Feng Ting and her, he immediately went forward.

"We pay our respects to Young Master Feng and Lady Xin." The coachman bowed to Feng Ting.

"What's the matter?" Feng Ting asked.

"The abbot asked me to come and fetch the two of you." replied the coachman.

"Good."

Feng Ting dragged Xin Han and unceremoniously got on the carriage. These days, he was carrying Feng Ting on his back while walking in Holy House. Although he was not tired, but with a car, he could make Xin Han feel more relaxed.

The carriage driver activated his golden scale horse and sped towards the bamboo forest room.

This was because there was only one principal in Holy House, and in all of the Holy House, only one person could freely travel on a horse carriage. Although the other Fellow Scholars held a high position, they were not allowed to enter the Holy House.

If it was an ordinary person, it would be a glorious thing for them to be able to ride Dean Bai's horse carriage and travel quickly within the Holy House. But Feng Ting was very calm, and Xin Han also had a appearance as clear as water.

Before long, the carriage had arrived outside the bamboo forest. The road between the bamboo forests was too narrow, so the carriage could only stop.

Feng Ting and Xin Han got off the carriage and walked towards the bamboo forest along the small path. The carriage did not leave, but waited for them at the entrance to the path.

After walking about three kilometers, Feng Ting and Xin Han saw the bamboo house, and also saw Bai Qingran who was watering the garden. Dean Bai was still dressed in grey coarse clothes. He was thin, had a white beard, and looked kind, just like a neighboring elder.

"Feng Ting, Xin Han, you're here!"

Bai Qingran straightened his back, put down the ladle, and walked out of the garden to welcome Feng Ting and Xin Han.

"Dean Bai."

Feng Ting and Xin Han greeted Bai Qingran. After getting along with him for the past few days, this old man had already treated them as real acquaintances.

"Sit down, I'll make tea for you." Bai Qingran turned around and went to boil water for tea.

Feng Ting and Xin Han sat down and watched Bai Qingran busy himself. There weren't many people in the capital who could enjoy such hospitality from this old man.

Once the tea was brewed, Bai Qingran poured some for Feng Ting and the others before sitting down.

"Drink your tea." Bai Qingran lifted his teacup.

"Thank you, Dean Bai." Xin Han thanked him.

Feng Ting didn't say anything, picked up the teacup, and casually took a sip.

Bai Qingran put down his teacup, looked at Feng Ting, and laughed: "I have heard about the Star Observation Academy's open campaign to become President."

"Yes." Feng Ting knew that Bai Qingran would discuss about this matter.

"That's a good idea." Bai Qingran looked at Feng Ting, and said with admiration: "Is this your idea?"

"I'm just a student, how could I be qualified to participate in such a big matter?" Feng Ting laughed.

"Haha." "Whether it's your idea or not, it's a good idea." Bai Qingran laughed.

"Hope is a good idea." Feng Ting casually replied.

Xin Han was confused, she did not understand where this idea came from.

"Feng Ting, are you really that confident?" Bai Qingran laughed and asked.

"I'm not sure." Feng Ting replied.

"Not sure?" "Would you do something you're not sure of?" Bai Qingran laughed.

"I am just a young martial cultivator. How can I be sure?" Feng Ting asked.

Bai Qingran laughed out loud and said, "To be honest, before you appeared, I also didn't think that martial cultivator would be able to do anything that would shake the world. "But now, you have made me, an old man, completely change my view of the martial cultivator."

"Dean Bai, you seem to be lying." Feng Ting said impolitely.

"Every word I say is true and true." Bai Qingran almost swore to the heavens.

"You just think I'm weird, mysterious, and have some bad ideas." "But you will never think I'm absolutely strong." Feng Ting said rudely.

After Bai Qingran heard this, not only was he not angry, he smiled and said: "Alright, I admit that I do not think you have absolute battle strength. "However, there are times when strength is not only a manifestation of one's battle prowess, but also of one's intelligence."

"To say that I am overrated by intellect, to say that I have many bad ideas." Feng Ting mocked himself.

"Haha." Bai Qingran laughed out loud, "Although you look a little wicked, your heart is definitely not bad."

"Dean Bai, you really know how to talk."

"I am speaking from the bottom of my heart." Bai Qingran promised again.

"Well, Dean Bai, why don't we talk about all this flattery and talk about the facts?" Feng Ting said.

"Tell me what you want to say about the facts."

"I'd like to take some more books with me." Feng Ting said.

"Haha." "Of course there is no problem." Bai Qingran thought that Feng Ting needed the ancient scrolls because he wanted to find a way to deal with Liu Ju.

"I'll take ten at a time. I'll come back three days later." Feng Ting said.

"Can you really finish reading ten ancient books in three days?" Bai Qingran asked.

"As long as you don't let me memorize it." Feng Ting said.

"No need to carry it, no need to carry it." Bai Qingran quickly waved his hands.

"Then I can take a look." Feng Ting said.

"I'll get you the book." Bai Qingran got up and entered the bamboo house s.

After a while, Bai Qingran came out, holding onto ten books, he placed them on the table.

"Thank you, Dean Bai." Xin Han immediately expressed her thanks, she liked the ancient texts of the Holy House.

"We're all on the same side, there's no need to be so polite." Bai Qingran laughed.

"Dean Bai, we'll be leaving now."

Hearing that Feng Ting was about to leave, Bai Qingran thought that Feng Ting would go back and read some books as soon as possible to find a way to fight the enemy, so he immediately said: "Alright, I'll send you guys back."

"No need." Feng Ting stood up.

"Dean Bai, farewell." Xin Han also stood up and bowed to Bai Qingran.

"No need to be so polite."

Feng Ting picked up the ten ancient scrolls, and turned to walk down the small path in the bamboo forest. Xin Han immediately followed.

Bai Qingran looked at the two's backs, and his face revealed a gentle and gratified smile.