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After hearing what Xiao Ling said and falling into a daze for the first time, Mang Tianchi's face, which was still a little dazed, slowly regained a look of scrutiny.

Subconsciously, he looked carefully at the young man in front of him who was sitting on the head of the thunder dragon, with an air of pride and sharpness.

At first, Mang Tianchi just thought that this young man had an extraordinary bearing and a terrifying aura, but on second thought, he felt something was wrong.

Judging from his cultivation level of a mid-stage semi-saint and his unrealistically young face, Mang Tianchi muttered to himself that the man in front of him must have used some secret method to disguise his real age.

After all, he really couldn't imagine how there could be such a young monster in this world who could reach the level of a semi-saint?
This level of cultivation, even in the Thunder Clan with its profound heritage, is a top talent that is rare in a thousand years. It is enough to make people stare in amazement and directly make him a strong candidate for the next clan leader.

But this kid is clearly not from one of their seven ancient tribes. How could such a monster suddenly appear?

To the outside world, this was unheard of and completely overturned his cognition.

The more Mang Tianchi read on, the stronger the inexplicable feeling in his heart became. Why did this person in front of him look so familiar to him?

Almost instinctively, he began to search frantically in the depths of his memory.

Gradually, the face of the young man in front of me, like an ancient scroll covered with a layer of fog, was unveiled bit by bit and became clearer.

Then, something amazing happened.

That blurry, young face actually began to slowly and gradually overlap with a portrait in my mind that I had seen long ago.

The young man in the portrait had a somewhat unruly look between his brows, but his eyes were deep and sharp that did not match his age. However, he seemed even more immature in the portrait.

And when the outlines completely overlapped, Mang Tianchi's eyes, which were originally a little surprised, suddenly widened slightly. Deep in the pupils, a trace of incredible shock spread out like a stone thrown into a quiet lake.

He opened his mouth, but found that he could not make any sound for a moment.

After a moment, Mang Tianchi was still staring at Xiao Ling tremblingly, his eyes full of disbelief, as if he was afraid that he had seen something wrong.

Even the tone of his own voice was filled with a hint of doubt and excitement that was hard to conceal.

"Could it be... you... what you just said is true?" He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound steady, but he couldn't help but tremble. "Are you really a student of Canaan College?"

Faced with Mang Tianchi's expression of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost, Xiao Ling was actually amused by his appearance and couldn't help but chuckle.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of surprise and a certain sense of rightness, and said with a startled smile: "Master Dean, what you said is quite unorthodox."

He paused, his tone full of matter-of-factness, "Do I really need to joke with you about this kind of thing?"

Mang Tianchi listened to Xiao Ling's words and started to think about it.

That's true. Given the strength that the person in front of him had shown before, there was no need to joke about such a thing at such a critical moment of life and death.

So, he set his gaze on Xiao Ling again, looking at him carefully, and the suspicion in his heart became even stronger at this moment.

"Looking at your appearance... could it be that the guy Su Qian has often mentioned in his letters to me in recent years... the one called Xiao Ling, is that you?"

When he spoke the last few words, Mang Tianchi's voice was filled with a hint of incredible ecstasy, and his eyes became brighter. He stared at Xiao Ling, waiting for his answer.

Mang Tianchi had naturally heard of the name Xiao Ling before.

Although he has been wandering outside for many years and rarely returns to Canaan College, Su Qian, as the grand elder of Canaan College, often sends him messages to report on the latest developments in the college.

Xiao Ling is undoubtedly the person Su Qianxin mentions most frequently and talks about the most.

Thoughts raced through Mang Tianchi's mind, and fragments of information about the young man in front of him began to be quickly pieced together.

From his initial rise to prominence in the Northwest Continent to his subsequent relentless march across the Central Plains, his speed was truly incredible. In just a few short years, he had become a household name, his illustrious reputation spreading far and wide.

He had even heard about the honor of being the leader of the Dan Society through various channels and knew what a world-shaking event it was.

All of this was not entirely unfamiliar to Mang Tianchi. In the old man Su Qian's letters, he often mentioned it casually, his words unable to conceal his admiration and pride for this disciple.

And what he himself saw and heard during his travels in Zhongzhou over the years also confirmed what was said in the letter in bits and pieces, and even added more unknown details.

At this moment, these scattered impressions suddenly became clear like a surface of water with a stone thrown into it, and finally converged into the young, sharp and handsome face in front of me.

Mang Tianchi felt a huge shock in his heart. He could never have imagined that in such a desperate situation where his life was on the line, he would meet face to face with that outstanding disciple whom he had only heard of in Su Qianxin and rumors but had never met in such an incredible and thrilling way.

However, based on rumors and information he heard from Su Qian, Mang Tianchi originally thought that although Xiao Ling had an amazing talent for cultivation and had reached the Dou Zun level at a young age, this was already his limit.

What is more commendable is actually his attainments in alchemy. After all, at the alchemy conference, he refined an eighth-grade nine-color elixir in one fell swoop. Now he is even known as the number one alchemist on the continent.

However, what he saw now was completely different from this information. Just looking at the terrifying aura that permeated Xiao Ling's body and almost condensed into a substance, it was clear that he was already a powerful semi-saint!
Moreover, the attack launched by the Thunder Dragon just now was so powerful and continuous that it was probably beyond the ability of an ordinary semi-saint to release. Even Mang Tianchi himself might not be able to withstand it steadily in his prime.

This was so different from the Xiao Ling he knew, and all the signs didn't match up. This made him feel unbelievable at the moment, and he couldn't help but have many speculations, so he couldn't help but ask.

Hearing Mang Tianchi's question and seeing the obvious speculation and disbelief on his face, Xiao Ling couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and understood.

He immediately understood that Mang Tianchi had probably guessed his identity and heard some things about him. However, the information he had heard was so different from the actual situation he was seeing that he was both eager to confirm it and incredulous, leaving him feeling uneasy. However, Xiao Ling did not intend to hide anything.

He chuckled lightly, and with a hint of complacency, he said in a clear voice: "The dean is right, the student is Xiao Ling."

After a pause, he changed the subject, speaking with a hint of joking and undisguised pride: "It seems the dean has heard of my reputation. Tsk tsk, it seems my years in Zhongzhou haven't been in vain!"

Hearing Xiao Ling's admission in person, although Mang Tianchi had some premonition in his heart, he still couldn't help but be shocked again, as if he was struck by thunder.

He spoke quickly, his voice trembling with excitement: "It's really you, kid! I really... I never expected that it would be such a coincidence to meet you today in such a weird place and under such circumstances!"

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement, his eyes filled with disbelief. "According to Su Qian, how old are you? Early twenties, right? How...how is it possible that you have such a high level of cultivation? Your strength is unfathomable, almost bottomless! Heroes truly emerge from youth!"

Xiao Ling remained calm despite Mang Tianchi's excitement that made him almost jump up. His face remained calm, as if he was already accustomed to Mang Tianchi's shock.

I've heard words like this so many times in these years of working outside that my ears are almost callused.

Things like genius, evildoer, unfathomable, rare in a century, once in a thousand years, are no longer new.

In his opinion, it was not surprising to see Mang Tianchi like this at the moment.

Meanwhile, Mang Tianchi was still nodding his head repeatedly, as if he was still trying to digest this fact:

"I've heard about your deeds in Zhongzhou before, and I already thought you were quite remarkable. But seeing you today... Alas! It seems you still hide your true abilities in front of outsiders!"

"That old fellow Su Qian has really recruited an incredible student for our Canaan College!"

After Mang Tianchi finished speaking, he was filled with emotion. Xiao Ling then took over the conversation, chuckled, and said with a bit of fake levity:
"You're joking, Dean. Back when we were at Canaan Academy, Elder Su Qian always mentioned you. Your reputation is well-known to the students."

He paused, his tone becoming playful:
"The Great Elder also specifically instructed me that if I happened to meet the Dean in Zhongzhou, I should respectfully address him as Dean and ask him to take good care of me."

At this point, Xiao Ling couldn't help but curl up a teasing smile, his eyes swept over the surrounding thunderstorm that had not yet completely dissipated, and then looked at Mang Tianchi's embarrassed look just now, and changed the subject, with a bit of self-deprecation and a bit of surprise:
"I really didn't expect this, Dean. Look at this fate. I've been in Zhongzhou for so long, and after so many twists and turns, I finally met you for the first time. It's not that you're looking after me, but I, your student, am helping you out and helping you get out of this predicament."

"To be honest, this is something I really didn't expect."

Hearing Xiao Ling's teasing, Mang Tianchi's newly-risen sense of pride and honor for having such an outstanding student suddenly became uncontrollable, and instead he felt an inexplicable sense of shame.

He subconsciously touched his face, which had been struck by the black magic lightning and was now even more red, and coughed twice, then quickly waved his hand to explain:

"N-Nah! That's not true! I... I was just curious and went a little... a little bit deeper into this void thunder pool. Who would have thought that this damn place would encounter an accident and suddenly riot, and I... I was unfortunately affected by it!"

His voice was a little unnatural, trying to shift the blame to the uncontrollable riot in Lei Chi.

"You kid don't know how dangerous the depths of the Void Thunder Pool are!"

Mang Tianchi quickly changed the subject, trying to prove that he was not weak by emphasizing the danger.

"That place... that place is incredibly dangerous. If you're not careful, you'll be annihilated! If you'd just rushed in and encountered that riot, you wouldn't have ended up well either! Humph, you might have ended up even worse off than me!"

Seeing how eager Mang Tianchi was to distance himself from the matter and yet trying to make amends, Xiao Ling secretly laughed in his heart.

In addition, the previous riot at Lei Chi was somewhat in line with his own wishes, so he didn't intend to dwell on this topic any longer.

A knowing smile appeared on his lips, and he then cleverly changed the subject, his tone becoming more concerned:
"Alright, Dean, let's not talk about the Leichi riot for now. Seeing how you're feeling now, it seems like you're having trouble moving. I'm guessing you were seriously injured earlier. It's most important that you recuperate first."

While speaking, Xiao Ling did not give Mang Tianchi any chance to refute. He casually moved his right hand, and a white light flashed in his palm, as if condensed out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, a crystal jade bottle with delicate carvings fell steadily into his palm.

Xiao Ling held up the small jade bottle, and with a slight movement of his fighting spirit at his fingertips, the jade bottle seemed to have life, floating lightly towards Mang Tianchi.

"This is an eighth-grade recovery pill, which is most effective in healing injuries and strengthening the body."

The jade bottle was suspended three inches in front of Mang Tianchi. The bottle mouth automatically unscrewed and a bright and smooth pill slowly floated out. Xiao Ling also explained at the right time,
"Although I am not a talented student, I do have some accomplishments in alchemy. Please rest assured, Dean, I will take it."

Mang Tianchi's eyes fell on the pill in front of him that had already taken shape. Without looking closely, he could already tell that the pill was of extraordinary grade, probably at least of the high grade eighth rank.

He just leaned slightly closer and sniffed the pervasive fragrance of the elixir, and he felt that the dull pain and stagnation in his body caused by the thunder tribulation had actually shown signs of improvement.

He chuckled again, then burst into a hearty laugh. "Knowing that you are quite accomplished in alchemy and must be quite wealthy, I won't be polite to you, kid! You're quite thoughtful."

He patted Xiao Ling's shoulder with a touch of elder affection, and as if remembering something, he changed the subject and said in a matter-of-fact tone:
"However, I, an old man, will not take advantage of you for nothing. As the dean, it is only natural for me to prepare something nice for you, an outstanding student, as a gift! Please wait for me to recuperate."

After saying that, he didn't waste any more time. His eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth and took a light breath. The pill turned into a stream of light and fell into his mouth accurately.

As soon as the pill entered his mouth, it instantly turned into a warm current and quickly dissolved in Mang Tianchi's body.

He only felt a powerful yet gentle medicinal power flowing through his limbs and bones like a spring, and his originally weak body immediately felt a strong vitality.

He dared not delay. With a light tap of his toes and a slight pause, he was already sitting cross-legged in mid-air. His hands formed hand seals as he began circulating his internal energy, guiding the pure medicinal power within the pill to accelerate the repair of his injuries. (End of Chapter)