How can I have a heart of a demonic god in my body?!
Chapter 505: 500: Gathering Together

Chapter 505: Chapter 500: Gathering Together

“Brother Cao.”

Chen Yu nodded slightly.

“I heard you just returned to the academy a few days ago. Originally, you were one of the organizers of the tea party, but you missed this opportunity, allowing Yunhai Zhen and Yun Yingwu from the Imperial Family to host the tea party…”

Cao Xingyue sighed, seemingly regretful.

If people from No Demon Academy and the Imperial Family had jointly hosted this tea party, it would have greatly enhanced the reputation of No Demon Academy.

“However, it’s not really a big deal. You just returned to the academy and might not know anything about the tea party. If you have any questions, just ask me. I will lead everyone to Liuhe Mountain later; you can rest assured.”

Cao Xingyue spoke again, stopping Chen Yu, who was about to apologize, from speaking.

This Cao Xingyue first pointed out Chen Yu’s mistake, then offered to take the lead.

The key issue was his attitude; he acted as a senior, which was quite displeasing.

Moreover, organizing the Talent Tea Party was Chen Yu’s own affair; at most, he had some apologies towards the academy, but what did it have to do with Cao Xingyue?

Participating in the Talent Tea Party was mainly for fame. Chen Yu and Situ Lin Yu had consistently been the top scholars of the academy. If Cao Xingyue were to lead, wouldn’t it imply that his status in the academy far exceeded that of Chen Yu and Situ Lin Yu?

People around couldn’t help but look over.

“I wonder if Chen Yu will show weakness and give way in front of Senior Cao.”

“Senior Cao attended the academy’s competition more than a decade ago; he was already at the Innate Peak then. Now he has reached the Middle Stage of Guiyuan Realm, much more experienced than Chen Yu and Situ Lin Yu.”

“There has been no news of Chen Yu in recent years. After returning to the academy, he also went into intense seclusion, probably because his cultivation was progressing too slowly. Maybe he will choose to give way.”

Chen Yu ignored Cao Xingyue and did not answer.

To the others, Chen Yu seemed to be giving way, which disappointed those who remembered him as the top scholar of the previous session.

Cao Xingyue narrowed his eyes slightly, quite pleased, sensing that Chen Yu was still respecting him.

“Situ Lin Yu has arrived!”

“Situ Lin Yu?”

The crowd suddenly exclaimed, and many girls even let out a shriek.

A man in green clothes floated in, his long hair fluttering with the wind, his face clear, his eyes twinkling mysteriously, and a faint smile on his lips. This person was indeed Situ Lin Yu.

Chen Yu and Situ Lin Yu were of the same cohort, and the two were somewhat acquainted.

However, Chen Yu felt that Situ Lin Yu had changed a lot now, appearing more flamboyant, emitting ease and confidence from between his brows.

Beside Situ Lin Yu were a few other people, but they were almost overshadowed by his presence.

Phew!

Several people floated down to the square.

“Chen Yu? I thought you were not going to participate in the Talent Tea Party.”

Situ Lin Yu carefully eyed Chen Yu.

In this session’s academy competition, he had won first place, sweeping through other Guiyuan Reaartists with an invincible posture, glorious and unmatched.

But in the previous session, Chen Yu, of the same cohort as Situ Lin Yu, had completely outshone him.

So once he arrived, Situ Lin Yu’s gaze fell on Chen Yu, with a very interested expression.

“Such a grand event naturally calls for attendance. However, I didn’t expect you, Brother Situ, to have advanced so rapidly in the past few years, becoming the top scholar of the new session of the academy competition.”

Chen Yu couldn’t help but praise.

“I just wonder what strength the top scholar of the previous session has now. We shall see at the tea party.”

Situ Lin Yu was very interested in Chen Yu’s current strength.

Beside them, Cao Xingyue’s expression turned dark. Were Situ Lin Yu and Chen Yu completely ignoring him?

“Situ Lin Yu, it’s good that you have arrived. Please let the others know too, so no one misses the time.”

Cao Xingyue walked over, standing tall, chin raised, bearing a leader’s stance.

“Who are you?”

Situ Lin Yu glanced at Cao Xingyue indifferently.

“You… I am your senior, the leader of No Demon Academy from the session before the last.”

Cao Xingyue’s eyes widened, then he spoke with a dark face.

“So the one who was ranked fourth in that session is this gentleman.”

Situ Lin Yu’s lips curled up in a faint smile.

Chen Yu remained silent, but that didn’t mean Situ Lin Yu would do the same. His character had changed somewhat from before; he was untamed and unrestrained, proud and arrogant, not easily lowering his head in front of others.

“Indeed, Situ Lin Yu, the new generation’s prodigy, full of pride.”

Some admired him, while others thought Situ Lin Yu was too arrogant.

“Hmph, that’s no way to speak to a senior. Don’t you have any manners?”

Cao Xingyue snorted coldly, his face grim.

In the competition session before the last, Cao Xingyue was the strongest but ranked fourth, which was equivalent to the last among the four major academies, far inferior Reddit to the recent sessions.

Besides the older generation from the session before the last, many cast contemptuous glances.

Everyone attending the tea party was of equal status, yet Cao Xingyue continuously placed himself above others, treating them as juniors to enhance his own standing.

“Chen Yu, take your cohort with me later.”

Then, Cao Xingyue addressed Chen Yu.

He was trying to win over Chen Yu and isolate Situ Lin Yu.

“That won’t be necessary, don’t we all know the way?”

Chen Yu said with a light smile.

His words pleased everyone present.

After all, they were all geniuses, proud and dignified, and none wanted to meekly follow behind someone else.

“You…”

Cao Xingyue did not expect Chen Yu, who had just been silent and retreating, to oppose him now. This made him both embarrassed and annoyed, yet he was helpless.

“Humph, wait and see how proud you can be at the tea party.”

Cao Xingyue thought to himself,

Chen Yu was the champion of the last grand competition, but with inferior talent and focused on Body Refinement, he didn’t have a great future. Situ Lin Yu was this session’s champion, but he was still too green and lacked experience.

Soon, nearly everyone had arrived—just under fifty people.

Logically, for the past three sessions, the No Demon Academy had more than this number of participants in the top fifty.

But the world is unpredictable. Over the past decade or so, some died in relics or assassinations, their promising lives cut short. Others had commitments that prevented their attendance.

“Let’s set off.”

Chen Yu called out.

Everyone took flight, grouping into clusters of three or five, but all headed towards the same destination.

“Junior Brother, in this tea meeting, Ye Chengfeng, Yunhai Zhen, and Duan Xinyue will definitely challenge you. Be careful in handling them,” Yuan Chen said.

Back during the initial competition, Chen Yu had defeated those people, but after so many years, who was stronger or weaker was still unknown.

These three would certainly seek to spar with Chen Yu, looking to redeem their previous defeats.

“No worries, Master Shen has crafted a fine Spiritual Artifact for me. Even facing them should pose no major problem.”

Chen Yu smiled.

“Also, the veterans from the session before last are likely to spar with the strong newcomers. These veterans should not be underestimated.”

Yuan Chen added.

Being the champion and yet not highly regarded, Chen Yu naturally became a target at the tea party.

Next, Yuan Chen listed the people to watch out for—the champion of the institute from the session before last was Yun Yingwu, second was Fu Sanguang from Sky Star Academy, third was Jiang Chen from Sky Sword Academy, and fourth was Cao Xingyue.

Of course, those were the rankings from over a decade ago. It wouldn’t be surprising if someone who ranked lower had a stroke of luck and skyrocketed to the top.

…

Yunyang Holy Mansion, Liuhe Mountain, this mountain was a private territory of the Imperial Family.

Since the event organizers were members of the Imperial Family, that’s why the tea party was hosted on Liuhe Mountain.

The peaks of Liuhe Mountain were incredibly high, with a flat, hexagonal summit that offered a breathtaking view.

At the mountaintop, amidst a series of pavilions and towers, many young elites were engaging in lively conversations.

Most of them were from Yunyang Imperial College, given that the venue for the tea meeting was in Yunyang Holy Mansion and many had arrived here a month early.

Besides those from Yunyang Academy, some individuals from other academies who preferred to act alone had also arrived earlier, waiting for the tea meeting to start.

Just then, a burst of brilliant starlight flickered nearby, illuminating the clouds in a magnificent array of colors.

Soon, a group of figures appeared, and from their attire, it was clear they were from Sky Star Academy.

Inside the pavilion, almost everyone looked up.

“Haha, sorry for making you all wait here for us,” said a disheveled man with a mustache, laughing heartily.

“Humph, Fu Sanguang, it seems you’re itching for a fight again.”

From within the pavilion, a man in a majestic red and yellow robe spoke coldly.

It was plain to see that Fu Sanguang was the leader of the Sky Star Academy group, yet someone dared to rebuke him like this.

“Oh, oh, oh, Yun Yingwu, I really cannot stand people like you, always ready to lecture others. Just because your name includes ‘heroic,’ doesn’t mean you actually are. At least you’re far from handsome.”

The disheveled man frowned, clearly displeased.

“Is that Fu Sanguang?” Yunhai Zhen, a young man in golden attire, looked over.

This person was also a prodigy of his time, cultivating one of the Ancient’s top ten exceptional techniques, the “Three Lights Star Chart.”

But back then, when he had just switched to this Cultivation Technique, it wasn’t well-developed, and he eventually lost to Yun Yingwu.

Yun Yingwu’s expression turned solemn, and he stopped talking.

This was typical of Fu Sanguang, always provoking him every time they met since his loss.

Yun Yingwu felt that arguing with someone like Fu Sanguang was beneath him and, crucially, he couldn’t win…

“Senior Sanguang, less talk,” Duan Xinyue said with a helpless smile, trying to calm him down.

As the people from Sky Star Academy settled in, another side suddenly surged with an enormous Evil Demon aura, as if some terrifying demon had arrived.

“The No Demon Academy is here,” Yun Yingwu stated flatly.

Initially, this tea party was supposed to be co-hosted by him and No Demon Academy’s Chen Yu, but Chen Yu was absent, so Yunhai Zhen replaced him.

Yun Yingwu wasn’t a prince but a son of a lord of the Imperial Family, and he didn’t get along well with Yunhai Zhen. However, he recognized Yunhai Zhen’s formidable talent and was curious about the youth who had defeated Yunhai Zhen.

Moreover, this session’s grand competition was again topped by No Demon Academy.

The faction within Yunyang Academy had already decided that this time, they should seriously shake the spirit of No Demon Academy.

“Heh, No Demon Academy is still No Demon Academy, utterly undisciplined and disorganized.”

Upon seeing the team from No Demon Academy, Yun Yingwu couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I heard there’s a guy from No Demon Academy who practiced the ‘Heavenly Demon Secret Pattern Record.’ Where is he?”

Fu Sanguang’s eyes roved over the members of No Demon Academy.

“Indeed, a gathering of talents,” Chen Yu remarked upon seeing them.

Yun Zhao Country was vast with rich vitality, home to many strong talents. There were several middle-staged Guiyuan Realm cultivators present, all exuding a remarkable aura, far surpassing any from a small region like Beiyuan.

It seemed the collective talents gathered here could conquer the strong warriors from Beiyuan all on their own.

After the members of No Demon Academy were seated, within an hour, a piercing Sword Intent shot through the sky.

Whizzing sounds echoed!

A group of people in white robes flew over, every one of them strikingly attractive men and women with exceptional demeanor.

“The women from Sky Sword Academy are indeed the most beautiful,” Fu Sanguang commented, his eyes rolling around and finally resting on Ye Luofeng, his demeanor momentarily transfixed.

Chen Yu also looked over, and Ye Luofeng was looking right back at him.

Then, Chen Yu saw Ye Chengfeng, and beside him stood an ordinary-looking man with an ethereal quality, sparking an inexplicable sense of familiarity.