Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1549: Principal Mo Ying

The upper courtyard disciples were extremely numerous, reaching tens of thousands in total.

Various book rooms nestled among the green trees, with ancient and quaint designs, were so many that they were almost uncountable.

Ye Yun walked slowly, sometimes stopping outside a book room to listen in, and when he heard something particularly enlightening, he couldn’t help but smile and nod.

One hundred thousand years ago.

Ye Yun was either fighting or indulging in pleasures, and basically had no time to listen and calm his mind to read.

One hundred thousand years later.

He was always busy capturing the real culprits behind the scenes, leaving him no time to read.

Now, returning to the Cangnan Continent and arriving at Flying Dragon Academy, he finally had the opportunity to hear some wise and saintly insights, which was quite a pleasant experience.

Some book rooms had lecturers giving lessons, some taught cultivation techniques, and some were reserved for students to spar.

After all, Flying Dragon Academy was not just a place for reading but also a cultivation ground, so the book rooms served a variety of purposes.

Walking past a book room, Ye Yun suddenly stopped and looked inside through the window.

Two young girls at the first level of the Life and Death Realm, slightly older than Luo Li by a year or two, were exchanging sword techniques in the book room.

Both had black dragon phantoms on their backs, looking extremely magnificent and exuding a bit of a murderous aura.

“It really resembles the Dragon God Sect’s sword techniques…”

After silently observing for a while, Ye Yun couldn’t help but sigh.

One hundred thousand years ago.

Within the vast Dragon God Sect, countless disciples also sparred with each other.

“What are you looking at?”

A young woman in a black robe came over; she had a graceful figure, flawless curves, and an absolutely beautiful face, smiling as she looked at Ye Yun.

“Practicing sword.”

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

The black-robed young woman in front of him was very good-looking, with fair skin, delicate features, and a distinguished aura, exuding a sense of nobility from the inside out.

Just one glance gives a feeling of unspeakable intimacy.

This black-robed woman was not in the Life and Death Realm but at the seventh level of the Eternal Realm.

This cultivation base is considered very high at Flying Dragon Academy, indicating that this black-robed woman’s status is not ordinary.

“You can also go in and spar with them!”

The black-robed woman smiled lightly.

“Sure.”

Unusually, Ye Yun nodded in agreement and walked into the book room.

“Greetings, Senior Brother.”

As soon as the two sword-practicing girls saw Ye Yun, they immediately crossed their hands in front of their chests, making a peculiar gesture.

“Hello, junior sisters.”

Ye Yun imitated them and made the same gesture.

“How about we exchange sword techniques?”

Ye Yun smiled.

“We can’t wait to be guided by Senior Brother!”

One of the girls smiled.

Ye Yun drew out a sword, its blade radiant, emitting a magnificent green light, clearly an extraordinary sword.

“Senior Brother, you actually have an Emperor Level sword…”

One girl exclaimed.

“An heirloom.”

Ye Yun smiled gently, feeling somewhat embarrassed in his heart.

After searching the warehouse, this was the only presentable one.

Going further would bring it to the Emperor Level.

If taken out, it would be even more astounding.

As Ye Yun moved the sword, a black dragon phantom appeared behind him.

He had just learned this while watching earlier.

“Senior Brother, your cultivation is high, so we will team up.”

The two girls laughed and then teamed up to attack Ye Yun.

“Great!”

Ye Yun laughed heartily and started sparring with the two girls.

Seeing such a harmonious scene, the black-robed woman outside the window nodded with a smile and then floated away.

“As expected of Senior Brother, your understanding of the Flying Dragon Sword Art is so profound…”

After a stick of incense’s worth of sparring, one girl jumped out of the circle, panting and said.

“No more, no more.”

The other girl shook her head repeatedly.

Ye Yun smiled lightly, feeling somewhat unsatisfied: “Stopping already?”

“No more, Senior Brother is too strong, we are not a match!”

The girl waved her hand and smiled.

“Senior Brother, there are a few moves in the Flying Dragon Sword Art I don’t understand, can I ask you…”

Another girl stepped forward, looking expectantly and asked.

“Of course.”

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

Then he began to exchange insights on the Flying Dragon Sword Art with these two girls.

Although Ye Yun had just learned it, his mastery of the Flying Dragon Sword Art was unmatched in the entire Flying Dragon Academy.

After all, he was the Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect, and the power of the Dragon God Sword Technique was unrivaled on the Cangnan Continent back then.

Furthermore, Ye Yun had since learned many other, more powerful sword techniques, such as the Binary Sword Chant, the Infinite Sword Art, and even including the Seven Great Sword Canons created by the Undefeatable Sword Emperor, and the Slaughter Sword Technique created by the Empress of Slaughter.

Thus, the depth of Ye Yun’s foundation was unmatched by anyone in the world.

A mere glance at the Flying Dragon Sword Art was enough for him to grasp it.

After spending quite a while in this book room, Ye Yun went out and continued to wander leisurely after the exchange ended.

Passing by a book room.

Ye Yun suddenly stopped, looking inside with some surprise, as all the students in this book room were Demon Clan cultivators of various levels of the Life and Death Realm.

They were mostly women, with very few male Demon Clan cultivators.

An elderly man with white hair was holding an ancient book, lecturing these Demon Clan cultivators, and the students were listening intently.

Seeing such a peculiar scene, Ye Yun couldn’t help but click his tongue in admiration.

“Even the Demon Clan comes to study, no wonder those two little ones chose to study at Flying Dragon Academy!”

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

“Hey you, what are you wandering around for?”

The black-robed woman suddenly appeared like a ghost beside Ye Yun.

“You called me ‘you’?”

Ye Yun was slightly taken aback, finding the address quite amusing.

The black-robed woman looked curious, blinking: “Don’t you recognize me?”

“I don’t.”

Ye Yun shook his head.

The black-robed woman laughed: “You must be new here, right?”

Ye Yun nodded.

“I am the Principal Mo Ying of Flying Dragon Academy.” The black-robed woman introduced herself.

“Ah, so it’s the principal, my apologies.”

Ye Yun crossed his hands over his chest, making a formal salute.

“Ye Chen, I see you wielding the Flying Dragon Sword Art very well; even without previous cultivation, learning and using it on the spot, you have delved deeply into the essence, even surpassing the insights, some of your sword moves are so exquisite that even I, the principal, admire them greatly…”

Mo Ying gazed at Ye Yun, speaking solemnly.

This mysterious young man, who seemed very unfamiliar, had already mastered the Flying Dragon Sword Art thoroughly after merely watching two girls practice swordsmanship.

Overseeing Flying Dragon Academy for many years, this was a genius she had never seen before.

“Principal, you praise me too much!”

Ye Yun smiled slightly, his gaze shifting to the book room next door, suddenly asking: “Why are there Demon Clan cultivators studying at Flying Dragon Academy?”

Mo Ying replied with a smile: “They are all from Ruthless Palace.”

So it’s Ruthless Palace.

Ye Yun was quite surprised because Ruthless Palace was established by Yun Xiao.

“Ruthless Palace and Flying Dragon Academy have always had a good relationship. They send some disciples here every year to study, which, while not a secret, is generally unknown to outsiders…”

Mo Ying spoke softly.

“I see…”

Ye Yun’s face showed a look of sudden realization.

“Who recommended you to Flying Dragon Academy?”

Mo Ying suddenly asked.

“Well…”

Ye Yun felt a bit embarrassed for a moment when an elderly man in a blue robe flew over, bowed slightly to Mo Ying, and said with a smile: “Principal, I recommended him.”

“Ah, it’s Mr. OuYang, then it’s all good,”

Mo Ying smiled and nodded, then floated away.

“Little Silkworm, you came just in time.”

Looking at the elderly man in the blue robe, Ye Yun smiled subtly, sending a voice transmission.