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Chapter -72.

The elderly man with slicked-back white hair looked somewhat delicate and serious, his wrinkled face hinting at a shadowy demeanor.

"I enjoy tea," he remarked.

With a slight smile, Ye Chen asked the old man to hold on for a moment. He then turned to Liu Erlong, speaking softly, "You should take them back to the Imperial Academy."

"That seems inappropriate; I want to stay and keep you safe," Liu Erlong replied.

"Don't worry about it; I'm the vice president of the Imperial Academy. Who would dare touch me in the Heaven Dou Empire?"

"Alright then."

Liu Erlong nodded, waved goodbye, and guided Li Jing and the others back to the Imperial Academy.

Ye Chen walked alongside the old man to a tea shop where they ordered two cups of Longjing tea to enjoy at a leisurely pace.

"Vice President, I raise my cup to you," the white-haired man said with a forced smile, which didn't quite conceal the gloom on his face.

Ye Chen frowned slightly and replied coolly, "It's just tea; no need to make it a big deal. What is it you wish to discuss?"

"Director Shadow is quite an open-minded individual. I won't beat around the bush—I'm here about the competition."

As he spoke, Shinian quickly drank his tea and continued, "With you on the Qianxue Battle Team, reaching the finals should be manageable, but there's no guarantee it will all go smoothly. Take today's Shrek Academy as an example; their strength should be significantly greater."

"Hmm, that's fair, but what's your point?" Ye Chen sipped his tea casually, which momentarily caught Shinian off guard before he regained his composure to say, "It's indeed challenging for a single academy to reach the finals, but what if two academies collaborated? The early rounds of the competition are conducted on a points system. If both our academies agree to let one match go because one of us lacks the points, wouldn't that be…?"

"Whoa, hold on!" Ye Chen interjected hastily, a displeased expression crossing his face. "I've already shown you respect by sharing tea with you. Are you really trying to push your luck? Tomorrow is the match between our two academies. Are you suggesting that the Chenxue Imperial Academy throw the match for you? Just a mere Canghui, and you believe you're deserving?"

"Director Ying, you've misunderstood. What I meant was, if your academy faces an unbeatable opponent, I'd be willing to assist in resolving the issue, provided the Imperial Academy concedes tomorrow. There are five teams that can advance from the Tiandou City division; losing one match isn't catastrophic."

"What if I refuse? Are you planning to eliminate me?"

Putting down his teacup, Ye Chen glared steadily at Shinian, contemplating how daring it was for this old man to threaten him, the head of the Imperial Academy.

"No, you've got it wrong." Shinian quickly protested, smiling as he said, "Chenxue Imperial Academy has a great prince backing it; I wouldn't dare lay a finger on you! But academies like Shrek can still be dealt with. If Director Ying needs help, I could take care of all their students immediately."

"I've heard there's a girl named Ning from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School on their team. It's widely known that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda is the top support-type martial soul, far exceeding expectations. They wouldn't maintain such a high position among the three sects without it. If she competes, it will not be favorable for us. If I eliminate her, then you won't have to worry during the preliminaries!"

Having expressed his thoughts, a confident smile bloomed on Shinian's face. He believed no one could remain calm when faced with such an appealing offer, and the assistance he offered could help this young man avoid unnecessary issues, while Canghui Academy would likely advance.

In such a mutually beneficial scenario, who would say no?

"What do you think, Director? As long as your academy lets Canghui win a round tomorrow, you can deal with anyone you want."

"Really?" Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, intrigue flickering in his eyes.

"Of course! As long as the Director agrees to my request, I will certainly honor it," Shinian said, a smug grin lighting up his face as he radiated confidence.

"Alright, the Imperial Academy will lose tomorrow, but the person I want to eliminate…" Ye Chen smiled, though his tone shifted abruptly, becoming chillingly cold as he declared, "The person I want to kill is you."

A flash of golden light appeared in Ye Chen's eyes as he unleashed his fourth soul skill: Illusory Fox Eyes!

In an instant, Shinian found himself trapped in an illusion, but he quickly shook it off and glared at Ye Chen, "Why do you want to kill me? Even though your illusion is impressive, shouldn't you find out what my martial soul is before making such threats? I'll give you one more chance; otherwise, I won't hold back."

"Isn't your martial soul the Illusionary Remnant Dream?" Ye Chen sneered, then focused his gaze as he spoke, "As for why I wish to eliminate you, you can ask the King of Hell about that."

Golden light filled Ye Chen's eyes, and the illusion enveloped the entire tea house. He used the illusion not for combat but to keep those around them oblivious to their unusual behavior.

"Haha, you think your illusion skills can eliminate me? You're truly delusional."

A hazy mist arose behind Shinian, shrouding Ye Chen like a dream, pulling him into a carefully constructed illusion.

Indeed, Shinian's martial soul was of the illusion variety, granting him a deep understanding of illusions' structure and nature.

Ye Chen suddenly found himself amidst a sea of flames, surrounded by raging fire that battered his body.

It felt incredibly real, as if the intense heat were scorching him, and the searing pain flooded his mind, causing him to grimace.

"I've given you a chance, but you simply don't appreciate it."

"What a joke, vice director! With your limited ability, do you think you're fit to direct the Imperial Academy? Honestly, Prince Qinghe would be better off selecting me for that role; only I deserve that title."

His arrogant laughter echoed around, but Shinian was nowhere to be seen, making it impossible to locate him.

Ye Chen's body was engulfed in fierce flames, and eventually, his charred skin darkened. The unrelenting fire continued to intensify, with no end in sight.

"Die, kid! I'll lead Canghui Academy to defeat your Qianxue Battle Team after you're gone."

"Be angry, be resentful, be desperate, hahahaha."

"Had enough of your laughter?" With just one eye left visible, Ye Chen opened it, and surprisingly, the burnt corners of his mouth curled up: "Your Illusionary Remnant Dream is quite something; I wonder what benefits I'll reap after I devour it."

"Devour? Are you dreaming? My illusion is unrivaled. If this is your last request before your demise, I can let you indulge until you perish yourself."

Another wave of laughter resounded, and as Ye Chen's body continued to char, Shinian, hidden within the dream remnants, wore a cruel smirk.

Though eliminating this young man might stir up trouble, if done flawlessly, what difference did it make between killing him and anyone else?

Just as he mused this, a powerful shout suddenly erupted from within the dream remnants: "Divine Technique: Self-Healing!"

Curious, Shinian peered into the dream realm and was stunned to see twelve ebony angel wings sprouting from Ye Chen's back after he had been burned to a crisp. Almost instantly, the burns on Ye Chen's body began to heal at a rapid pace, and soon he returned to his normal state. Even under the persistent flames, his newly healed skin fluctuated between damaged and whole, presenting a miraculous sight.

"Good technique, but how long can your soul power hold out? Hahaha!" Shinian's derisive laughter rang out all around, cutting sharply through the air.

But the restored Ye Chen stood dazedly in the sea of flames, cracking a small smile as he spoke, "Then how long can your Illusionary Remnant Dream endure?" With that thought, he charged up for his next move: **Divine Technique: Devour!**

With a single thought, a tremendous suction force surged from Ye Chen's mouth, and in an instant, the boundless sea of fire around him rushed inward as if a dam had breached.

As the devouring technique activated fully, the consuming force amplified, and as the sea of fire was completely consumed, the surrounding space of the illusion began to sway wildly, like a grand painting thrown into chaos. Ye Chen bit onto the edge and started to indulge himself.

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