The Qi Cultivation Emperor Who Snatches Brides, do you think you're funny?

Several figures suddenly appeared in the sky above Linlang Academy, and everyone's expression changed, and their eyes all turned to look over.

First to appear were three extraordinary disciples, dressed in magnificent academy uniforms. Their bodies were filled with spiritual energy, exuding a powerful aura. They had all reached the Refinement of Void realm, a level of strength that was truly astonishing among the younger generation.

One of the disciples, named Lin Yu, stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with a cold and stern face. His sword-like eyebrows slanted upwards into his temples, and his eyes were like deep, cold pools, exuding a hint of chill.

He was a direct descendant of an ancient sword-wielding family in the Seven Star Immortal Dynasty. From a young age, he displayed exceptional sword talent, and after entering the Linglang Academy, he thrived, making rapid progress in the path of swordsmanship. The sword in his hand was a family heirloom, its blade engraved with mysterious runes, faintly shimmering with spiritual light, as if containing endless sword mysteries. With just a gentle swing, it could draw upon spiritual energy to transform into sharp sword energy, possessing astonishing power.

Another female disciple named Su Yao had a graceful figure, yet she also possessed a heroic spirit. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were as bright as stars. However, at this moment, her eyes were filled with coldness and disdain as she stared intently at Jiang Yu.

She comes from a mysterious family of alchemists, and not only does she have extremely high attainments in alchemy, but her own cultivation is also not to be underestimated.

She was proficient in the art of refining various elixirs, and the elixirs she refined were often snapped up as soon as they appeared in the Seven Star Immortal Dynasty. With the help of the elixirs and her own talent, her cultivation level rose all the way to the Void Refining Realm, and every move she made exuded a unique confidence and arrogance.

There was another disciple named Chen Xuan, who was tall and strong, with a resolute face and an air of heroism.

He came from a sect renowned for its beast taming skills. After entering Linlang Academy, he combined beast taming techniques with his own cultivation. He was always accompanied by a powerful spirit pet, which resembled a Qilin, surrounded by flames and exuding a majestic aura. In every battle, he and his spirit pet cooperated perfectly, often displaying combat power far exceeding that of ordinary people. He was also very famous in the academy, and many disciples respected him greatly.

These three prodigies stood in mid-air, coldly watching Jiang Yu. Although they did not make a move, their oppressive aura already enveloped Jiang Yu, as if they would launch a fierce attack without hesitation if Jiang Yu made the slightest move.

Behind them, several more figures slowly emerged. As soon as these figures appeared, their powerful and vast aura instantly spread out, causing everyone present to gasp in shock.

They were actually several powerful figures at the Dao Integration and Quasi-Saint realms. They were the true foundation of Linlang Academy. They usually lived in seclusion, focusing on teaching disciples and studying various scriptures and profound breathing techniques. They rarely appeared in front of others, but once they did, their powerful aura was enough to intimidate the entire audience.

The leader, a quasi-saint powerhouse named Elder Xuanfeng, had white hair but a ruddy complexion, as if time had not left many marks on him. His loose robe fluttered in the wind, with runes faintly flashing within it.

Beside Elder Xuanfeng stood Fairy Qingyue, her figure graceful and otherworldly, dressed in snow-white robes, like a fairy descended from heaven, untouched by worldly concerns. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, yet exuded a cold and aloof air, making her seem unapproachable and unworthy of being approached.

There was also a powerful figure named Venerable Mo Yan, who was tall and muscular, exuding a fierce and powerful aura.

His skin had a bronze hue, as if it contained boundless power, and his exposed arms had mysterious patterns, marks left from his cultivation of special techniques.

Venerable Mo Yan is proficient in the laws of fire. He can summon the purest Nanming Li Fire in the world. The flame is dark blue and extremely hot. Even the hardest magic weapons will gradually melt under the scorching heat of the flame.

The appearance of these quasi-saint powerhouses made the atmosphere in the entire square even more oppressive. The invisible pressure made many cultivators with lower cultivation levels feel short of breath, as if a mountain was pressing down on their hearts.

Upon seeing them appear, the dean's eyes flashed with surprise and anticipation. As if grasping at a lifeline, he hurriedly shouted, "Elders, today my Linlang Academy has suffered such a great humiliation! I beg you all to take action, punish this arrogant fool, and restore the dignity of my academy!" His voice trembled slightly with excitement, and at this moment, he was filled with hope that these powerful figures could turn the tide and help the academy escape this humiliating situation.

Elder Xuanfeng frowned slightly, his gaze falling on Jiang Yu with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. He slowly said, "At such a young age, you dare to act wildly in front of my Linlang Academy and cause the Dean and elders to suffer such humiliation. Do you know your crime?"

His voice was calm, yet it seemed to carry an undeniable authority, echoing in the square and sending a chill down one's spine.

Although Jiang Yu felt immense pressure, with his ancestor backing him up, he braced himself and coldly snorted in response: "Know your crime? What crime have I committed? I've only come to seek justice from Jiang Yang, but you people attack me without even knowing the facts, and you want me to kneel down and admit my mistake. Now you're asking me if I know my crime? It's utterly ridiculous!"

Jiang Yu's words made Elder Xuanfeng frown even more. He hadn't expected Jiang Yu to be so stubborn in the face of such a powerful lineup. His face darkened, and he said, "Hmph, no matter what your reasons are, causing trouble in front of my Linlang Academy is a serious crime. Kneel down!"

Fairy Qingyue also had a cold expression. She glanced at Jiang Yu with disdain in her eyes and said with her red lips: "Ignorant brat, you act recklessly just because you have some tricks up your sleeve. Now that we are here, you have no way to escape. You'd better not make any futile struggles to avoid suffering."

Venerable Mo Yan took a step forward, his spiritual energy burning like flames. The dark blue Nanming Li Fire danced on his body. He said in a deep voice, "Why waste words with him? Just take him down. I want to see how capable he is to dare to be so arrogant in our Linlang Academy."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and struck out at Jiang Yu. Flames erupted from his palm, transforming into a massive fiery dragon that roared and lunged at Jiang Yu. The air along its path was scorched and distorted, emitting a sizzling sound. Its power was astonishing, as if it would devour Jiang Yu instantly.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yu's expression changed; he could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within the flames.

"Ancestor save me!"

Before Jiang Yu could even utter a word, the fire dragon of Venerable Mo Yan vanished instantly.

Bang bang bang.

Several sounds rang out, and the figures in the sky were all slammed into the ground. In an instant, their confidence and elegance vanished, replaced by a disheveled state as they were pinned to the ground.

Everyone's expression changed, and they almost popped their eyes out as they watched this scene.

Quasi-Saint, that's a Quasi-Saint!

Even the Quasi-Saint of Linlang Academy knelt down?!
(End of this chapter)