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The black-robed deacon looked at Ling Hao with his cold eyes.

The structure of the academy was extremely simple. It took up thousands of acres of land, and among them were the Four Great Hall Master s, namely the Azure Dragon Hall Master, the White Tiger Hall Master, the Black Tortoise Hall Master, and the Vermillion Bird Hall Master.

Above them was the exalted and supreme Lord Prefect.

Each disciple could join one of the four halls at will.

And this black-robed deacon was from the White Tiger Hall.

Deacon Lin remembered what Chen Zongyang had told him yesterday, and became even more cautious.

Ling Hao's eyes became cold, this man was obviously insulting his parents.

Without even thinking about it, he chopped out with his palm.

Deacon Lin laughed lightly, and easily neutralized Ling Hao's attack.

Ling Hao was secretly shocked, he was a cultivator of the True Yang realm, with the lowest cultivation level.

The students behind him all cried out in alarm.

"Could it be that the clan elder has enmity with Ling Hao?"

"Why does it feel like I'm making things difficult for him?"

"That's right. He insulted his parents the moment he appeared. Everyone would be angry at him!"

Deacon Lin and his companion looked at each other.

"This person must be killed!" Ling Hao's eyes were ice-cold.

"Don't look at me with that kind of gaze. I think even a young king like you is only mediocre!" "If you are impetuous, I guess you won't even be able to go up 20 steps!"

Deacon Lin said with a smile, his face full of ridicule.

The 20th step he was referring to, was to ascend the Heavenly Stele Steps.

Long ago, there was a peerless genius in the academy who used supreme divine abilities to construct a building. It was called the staircase to the heavens.

Those with low aptitude would find it difficult to ascend the Heavenly Stairs if they were lacking in mental fortitude. This was also where all those who entered the academy would have to pass through.

Ling Hao did not say a word as he watched the two black-robed men lead the group to a flight of stairs paved with white jade.

On the 9981st step, the white jade stairs were crystal clear, emitting a thick mist, as if there was an immortal altar on them.

One of the youths disdainfully said, "You're just pretending to be mysterious. Watch out for me."

As he finished speaking, he stepped onto the stairs and instantly felt his legs go numb. A wave of cold air attacked him, and in his mind, he saw his parents being bitten to death by a wild wolf. Finally, his good friend used a dagger to stab him in the chest, causing him to bleed profusely.

The sight made him sweat profusely. He clenched his teeth and roared, but his legs felt heavy and powerless, as if they were filled with lead.

He exhausted all his strength to ascend to the second level. At this moment, his countenance was ashen white as he stared at the countless demons and ghosts that were rushing towards him.

The youth let out a strange cry and jumped down the stairs. His eyes were filled with fear!

Deacon Lin sarcastically said, "With such aptitude, after entering the institution, you can only be an ordinary disciple."

In the Flame Clan's academy, above the Four Great Hall Master s was the Palace Chief, and the Palace Chief's status was the same as the Patriarch.

Thus, in the academy, the Martial House Master was the heavens.

Amongst the Four Great Hall Master s, there were four levels: ordinary disciples, outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, and true disciples.

The ordinary disciples lived together with everyone. The four outer disciples lived in one room, the inner disciples stayed in one room each, while the true disciples could live in palaces that were given by the Hall Master. They could even recruit disciples and juniors into his palace.

Hearing Deacon Lin's words, all the disciples understood the difficulty of climbing the stairs. Just now, that young man had only climbed two steps and was already in extreme fear.

The two of them climbed the stairs in an orderly manner, and the ones climbing the highest were Li Mingxue and Bai Qing.

Deacon Lin laughed and said: "Your cultivation level is extremely high, and can be said to be this year's perfect person. If possible, can you join our White Tiger Hall?"

The other deacon's eyes also flashed. These two girls had reached the 30th step, which clearly showed their potential.

After Li Mingxue heard this, he quickly said: "Thank you, Sir Deacon." Then he bowed to him.

However, Bai Qing didn't say anything. She didn't agree, nor did she disagree.

Ling Hao looked at the white jade stairs, and sighed in his heart, he did not know where the disciples of old friends went.

He smiled and stepped onto the first step.

Second Step...

Third step...

Fourth Step...

At first, it was fine, but after a while, Deacon Lin's expression slowly darkened, because he realized that Ling Hao's expression did not change, as if he was strolling leisurely.