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"Ling Hao, which hall do you want to join?"

The hall master of the Green Dragon Hall asked.

"What's the difference between the four great halls?" Ling Hao asked.

The head of the Black Tortoise Hall said, "Our Black Tortoise Hall focuses on defense. There's no need for us to be so complicated with our training. It's simple and unadorned."

Green Dragon Palace's Head glared at him and laughed: "It's just a turtle shell, its defense is definitely strong, but what's the use? "When it comes to our Cyan Dragon Hall's cultivation technique, it can't even withstand a single blow!"

The head of the Black Tortoise Palace bellowed, "Bastard, one more word?"

However, White Tiger Hall Master said, "White Tiger Hall and Blue Dragon Hall are similar. Both of them are skilled in offensive martial arts. Ling Hao, I hope that you can come to White Tiger Hall."

Aside from Vermillion Bird Hall Master, who stood a bit further away, the other three were all just bragging.

He wasn't good at winning over others, and Vermillion Bird Hall was truly a small place. In these past few years, every time there were geniuses, they would be taken away by the other three halls. There were fewer and fewer disciples.

At this time, Yang Linglong walked over and said to the Vermillion Bird Hall Master, "Hall Master, if I pull Ling Hao into our Vermillion Bird Hall, can I be promoted to a Successor Disciple next year?"

Yang Linglong pitifully looked at the Vermillion Bird Hall Master. Although this school was owned by the Spirit Flame Race, it had the same identity as his grandfather. Even though she had been lawless since he was young, she still had to abide by the rules of the school.

She was now at the first stage of True Sun and was only a Vermillion Bird Courtyard inner court disciple. Although she lived in a room by herself, she wished to become a Successor Disciple, so that she could live in a palace and also recruit close friends to follow her. This was the same as establishing a sect and becoming the strongest hall master.

When the Vermillion Bird Hall's hall master heard this, he was slightly stunned. He asked in astonishment, "Linglong, you know that Ling Hao?"

"Him." "Our relationship is really good." Yang Linglong said.

After which, her face flushed red.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master had a complex expression on his face. Just what sort of fiendish demon was this Ling Hao that could make this witch fall for him?

Then, he thought for a moment and whispered, "As long as you can pull him into our Vermillion Bird Hall, cultivate well and I'll let you enter the ranks of true disciples. From then on, you'll be even more free to do whatever you want as long as you don't violate the rules of the academy."

"It's a deal!" Yang Linglong's face was flushed red. She turned around and walked towards Ling Hao, saying in a spoiled manner, "Join the Vermillion Bird Hall, is that possible?"

Ling Hao shivered; he had never seen the coquettish Yang Linglong before.

"Little girl, you can't speak carelessly. Your Vermillion Bird Temple only has a few hundred disciples. What can you possibly learn from Ling Hao?"

"That's right. Such a genius. Ai, she'll be buried there."

"To think that you all still possess the status of hall masters, how is that acceptable?"

A thunderous voice sounded as an old man stood in the air. His face was solemn, and his entire body was emitting billowing true essence.

"Greetings, Manorlord."

"Greetings, Manorlord."

The four hall masters, the various hall elders, and all the disciples respectfully knelt down on one knee.

The master of the academy was below one person and above tens of thousands of people.

"This year's young king has heaven-defying talent. He ascended to 81 heavens. It can be said that no one has ever ascended before, and no one will ever return. In my opinion, it is more appropriate for him to join the Vermilion Bird Hall."

Other than the Vermillion Bird, the faces of the rest of the four hall masters were ashen. However, none of them dared to question him, leaving behind only doubt in their hearts.

Yang Linglong thought in her heart: "Grandpa dotes on me."

Initially, he knew that he did not have the ability to fight for Ling Hao and had already given up. Hearing what Yang Linglong said just now had gradually turned the tables.

The Palace Chief continued to speak, "Ling Hao, you must cultivate properly. In the future, you will definitely become a genius. It's only a matter of time before you surpass this sovereign."

Ling Hao nodded.

When he had joined the academy, he had been at the top of the sky at the age of fifty-two. Over the years, he had encountered many geniuses, such as the Successor Disciple of White Tiger Hall, Chen Zongyang.

All of them hung their heads in dejection. With a single sentence from the Palace Master, they had no audacity to go against Ling Hao's orders. They could only reluctantly watch as Ling Hao slowly disappeared into the distance.

No matter what, it was still working for the academy, so he gradually came to an understanding.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master smiled and said, "Ling Hao, this talent of yours is something that I wholeheartedly acknowledge. In the future, you can enter my Vermillion Bird Hall, Martial Arts Room, Pill Refining Room, and Spirit Grass Room as you wish. I want to make you my Vermillion Bird Hall's number one true disciple!"