Chapter 641: Chapter 521: Tushan Saintess Grand Ceremony

"Bai Ruxue, your husband is such a good-for-nothing. His teachings are ignored by the Human Race, but beasts learn them. Could it be his teachings are meant for beasts?"

The Black Flood Dragon’s taunts echoed for a hundred miles around.

Xiao Qing seethed, an irrepressible anger churning in her chest. She was about to revert to her true form and charge forward to tear the Black Flood Dragon to shreds.

But as Xiao Qing took a single step forward, she realized her sister was no longer beside her.

By the time Xiao Qing processed what had happened, she saw the Black Flood Dragon’s body suddenly buckle, as if its spine had been snapped by a foot stomp, and its massive form plummeted toward the ground.

BOOM!

The Black Flood Dragon slammed into a mountain peak, shattering it instantly and sending a cloud of dust and debris billowing for miles into the sky.

As the dust slowly settled, everyone could finally see Bai Ruxue’s delicate, embroidered slippers planted firmly on the Black Flood Dragon’s draconic head.

Pinned beneath her foot, the Black Flood Dragon couldn’t move, lacking even the strength to struggle.

"I didn’t quite hear you just now." Bai Ruxue looked down at the Black Flood Dragon beneath her foot, her voice as calm as still water. "Do you... dare to say that again?"

There was no anger in her golden, slitted pupils, nor any killing intent.

Because in her eyes, this Black Flood Dragon was already dead.

"You old bastard! If you don’t make a move, I’m really going to die here today!" The Black Flood Dragon didn’t beg for mercy. Instead, it raised its head and roared at the heavens.

The moment the Black Flood Dragon’s voice faded, a Tengshe, five hundred zhang in length, slowly poked its enormous head out from within the clouds.

Xiao Qing stared at the Tengshe, her hands clenching into fists.

’Just a moment ago, I was wondering how three Immortal Realm Demon Kings would have the nerve to stand in my sister’s way.’

’So that’s why! An old Tengshe is backing them!’

The Tengshe looked down, its gaze landing on Bai Ruxue. It spoke slowly, "Miss Bai, I ask that you show mercy."

"I didn’t expect the legendary Tengshe clan to emerge now, vying for control of the Demon Race’s World." Bai Ruxue watched the Tengshe calmly, her tone neutral.

"Heh heh heh, the world is in turmoil, after all." The Tengshe patriarch, Kong Sheng, said with a smile. "My Tengshe clan must come out to preside over the situation and keep these juniors from getting too out of line."

"Preside over the situation?" Bai Ruxue sneered, her voice as cold as ice. "Since when did the Demon Race’s World need the Tengshe clan to preside over it?"

A hush fell between heaven and earth the moment Bai Ruxue finished speaking.

No one present had expected Bai Ruxue to show the patriarch of the Tengshe clan absolutely no deference.

The Tengshe patriarch’s expression, however, remained unchanged. He simply gave a light smile, his tone still unhurried. "Whether we can preside over the situation does indeed depend on whether the other Demon clans are willing to grant us some face. However... I wonder if Miss Bai would be willing to grant *us* some face and let him go?"

"Face?" Bai Ruxue asked coolly. "And what, precisely, is your face worth?"

The words had barely left her lips when she applied a bit of pressure with her small, slippered foot.

CRACK!

In a single instant, she snapped the Black Flood Dragon’s spine clean in two.

"Bai Ruxue! You’ve gone too far!" The Tengshe patriarch’s voice turned cold, his fury palpable.

"And so what if I have?"

Unmoved, Bai Ruxue continued to press down with her foot.

The Black Flood Dragon’s agonized roars echoed through the mountains.

Gradually, its roars grew quieter and fainter.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Bai Ruxue had crushed the Black Flood Dragon to death under her foot.

"I will say this one last time."

Bai Ruxue clasped her hands before her, her cold gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"Get out!"

Bai Ruxue’s voice thundered between heaven and earth, echoing for a long, long time.

And at that very moment, Bai Ruxue completely unleashed the power of the Realm she had been suppressing.

Endless Dragon Fortune surged toward her from all directions.

The roars of ancient True Dragons thundered between heaven and earth, so powerful they made the very sky tremble and the clouds churn.

The Tengshe patriarch stared fixedly at Bai Ruxue, his expression grim, but he did not make a move.

Cold sweat beaded on the foreheads of the two Demon Kings, Chang and Shuo.

Their Cultivation was already at the Mid-stage Immortal Realm, yet at this moment, they felt an uncontrollable urge to fall to their knees.

"To think that Miss Bai has already reached Ascension Realm Perfection at such a young age!"

The Tengshe patriarch said coldly.

"Since Miss Bai insists on taking them, we will naturally not stop you. However, my Tengshe clan will not forget what the North Sea has done here today!"

With that final sentence, the Tengshe patriarch turned his immense body, shot up into the clouds, and vanished from sight.

With the Tengshe patriarch gone, the other two Demon Kings dared not cause any more trouble.

They scrambled to follow him, terrified they would be the next to be crushed to death.

Once the Great Demons blocking their path had fled, the giant whale’s passage was clear, and it flew safely out of the Demon Race’s World.

After this incident, the students of the Cold Mountain Academy finally understood the truth—this was no study tour. They were refugees.

’Now that they had left, the Cold Mountain Academy within the Demon Race’s World would be no more.’

Another two days passed, and the giant whale finally reached the domain of the North Sea.

The giant whale, carrying all the passengers, hovered steadily in the sky above a small island.

This was their final destination.

"Sister Bai..."

"Sister Bai, you’re back!"

"We missed you so much..."

As Bai Ruxue slowly descended from the giant whale, a group of young children surged forward and gathered around her.

There were children of both the Human and Demon Races among them. The youngest was not yet five, and the oldest was no more than eight.

"I’m back. Have you all been behaving yourselves?"

Bai Ruxue crouched down, gently stroking the children’s heads. Her expression was incredibly tender, showing none of the tyrannical might she had displayed when crushing the Black Flood Dragon to death.

"We’ve been very good."

"That’s right, Sister Bai! We’ve been listening to Sister Sisi and studying very hard."

"Sister Bai, who are all these people?"

The children chattered excitedly, their curious eyes turning to the older youths Sister Bai had brought with her.

"These new arrivals will be studying on this island from now on. They’ll also be responsible for teaching you all to read and write."

Bai Ruxue gave the children a simple explanation.

She then turned to Chao Xi. "Teacher Chao, from this day forward, all of you will study here at the Zhixing Academy. As for these little ones, they are the budding scholars of our North Sea."

"In the future, we will continue to bring a steady stream of children here to study."

"You need not worry about your safety. Just focus on your studies in peace. As long as I am here, no one will dare to harm you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Chao Xi said, stepping forward and bowing deeply to Bai Ruxue. "If Your Majesty had not intervened, I’m afraid the Cold Mountain Academy would have been doomed."

"Teacher Chao, you are too kind. As I’ve said before, the main subject of your studies is my husband’s scholarship. That being the case, I could not possibly allow his legacy to be severed."

Bai Ruxue smiled faintly, her tone gentle yet firm.

"I have some other matters to attend to. Teacher Chao, if you require anything, do not hesitate to ask."

"Of course, of course. Farewell, Your Majesty."

Chao Xi nodded quickly, seeing the Lord of the Four Seas off.

After bidding farewell to the children, Bai Ruxue and her sister dove into the deep sea and returned to the Dragon Palace.

"Xiao Qing, you’ll need to pay close attention to matters regarding the Zhixing Academy," Bai Ruxue said to her inside the palace.

"That’s no problem, Sister. But are we going to build a Confucius Temple?" Xiao Qing asked, confused.

Most academies have a Confucius Temple, and Confucian Academies typically enshrine the Saints of the past.

The Cold Mountain Academy, however, was an academy for the Demon Race, so it had no Confucius Temple enshrining Saints from the Human Race.

"Of course, we must build one," Bai Ruxue said with a nod.

"What? We’re going to enshrine those Confucian Ancestor Saints?" Xiao Qing asked, displeased. She had an extremely poor impression of both the Human Race and the Confucian School.

"Who said we were going to enshrine the Confucian Ancestor Saints?" Bai Ruxue asked, smiling at her sister.

"Don’t tell me, Sister... you intend to..."

Xiao Qing immediately understood her sister’s intention.

"But Sister, if we enshrine Brother Xiao, a portion of the Confucian School’s scholarly fortune will be diverted to him. Those animals in scholars’ robes at the Confucian Academy will surely cause trouble for us."

"Trouble?" Bai Ruxue snorted. "They wouldn’t dare."

"By the way, Xiao Qing," Bai Ruxue changed the subject. "There’s something I need you to do."

"Whatever you need, Sister," Xiao Qing said with a nod.

"Tushan is about to select its new Saintess and hold the grand ceremony. I need you to go in my stead."

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