Don't Let Me Stay Up All Night

As everyone knows, there is a power in the southern region that absolutely cannot be provoked—the Grass Hall. 
The eldest disciple is the Sword Saint of the southern region, with a godly understanding of swords. 
The second disciple is the Eternal Empress, who ruled an era. 
The third disciple is a great scholar of the current generation, the reincarnation of the immortal of literature. 
The fourth disciple is the reincarnation of a demon god, suppressing the Nine Hells. 
Lu Changsheng: Me? I'm nothing special, just their master.

I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Ning Zhou's sudden move caught everyone present by surprise.


Tan Zongzhao and Miss Mu's faces changed as they ran to where Ye Qiubai had fallen, standing in front of him with solemn expressions, staring intently at Ning Zhou.


Large amounts of white divine light swirled around Ning Zhou, so bright it was almost blinding just to look at with the naked eye.


"What? Since you want to compete with me, why not show some real strength?" Ning Zhou's lips curled into a cold smile.


Tan Zongzhao glanced at Ye Qiubai, who had stood up, and spoke in a low, solemn voice, "Now is not the time to clash with people from the Immortal Realm—the disparity in strength is still too great. Moreover, this Ning Zhou is considered mediocre at best within the Divine Trace Academy."


"I understand your grievances with the Immortal Realm, but it's better to avoid conflict under these circumstances."


Chapter 1532: First Battle in the Immortal Realm