Chapter 120: Ye Beixuan: Was My Rebirth a Lie?

Chapter 120: Ye Beixuan: Was My Rebirth a Lie? "Isn’t this the same carriage I took to Wendao Academy?" "Why am I here? Wasn’t I in the middle of breaking through to the Saint Realm?" Ye Beixuan was utterly shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Could it be that I didn’t perish during the Saint Tribulation and somehow returned to my youth?" As confusion overwhelmed him, a gruff voice sounded from the carriage. "Ye Beixuan, what are you still doing in the carriage? Get down and participate in the entrance exam! If it weren’t for your father begging me, do you think someone with your talent would even qualify to test for Wendao Academy?" That stern shout pulled Ye Beixuan back to reality. He looked at the old man outside the carriage and cupped his hands slightly. "Apologies, Elder Zhu. I’ll get down now." Ye Beixuan stepped out of the carriage and looked around at the familiar surroundings. He felt his own cultivation, which was at the Dao Foundation Realm, and confirmed that this was not an illusion caused by inner demons. He had truly been reborn. In his previous life, he had started his journey at Wendao Academy as well. In just five hundred years, he had stepped into the Half-Saint Realm, becoming known as the Great Sage Beixuan. People once called him the prodigy most likely to attain sainthood within a thousand years. But the world only knew of his glory, not the tragic past he had endured in his youth. Even though he had crushed all his old enemies after entering the Nirvana Realm, his loved ones and family were already gone. Thinking of this, Ye Beixuan’s eyes blazed with fire, and his expression became firm. "Father, Mother, Qingwu... I’m back. This time, I won’t let anyone hurt you again!" None of the other young men and women noticed anything odd about Ye Beixuan. "Sister Qing’er, which institute are you planning to join?" Ye Beixuan looked in the direction of the voice, and his eyes instantly landed on a beautiful young woman in a pale yellow dress with a delicate figure and a face like a blossoming flower. Su Qing! The untouchable white moonlight of his youth. Unfortunately, she had chosen to marry into the household of a spoiled disciple in Wendao Academy just to gain power. That was what had driven Ye Beixuan to work hard and ultimately achieve greatness. But now that he had lived another life, he no longer held any feelings for Su Qing. Su Qing turned to the playful and clever girl beside her and spoke sweetly, "Of course I’m going to join the Miscellaneous Dao Institute. Rumor has it the disciples there are all geniuses—so much so that even the Heavenly Spirit Institute’s students have been defeated by them." These words struck Ye Beixuan like a bolt of lightning. His expression froze with shock, and he instinctively blurted out, "Su Qing, what did you just say—Miscellaneous Dao Institute?" Su Qing heard his voice and stopped walking, replying without even turning around, "Hmph! You don’t even know the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, one of the ten great institutes of Wendao Academy? And you still have the nerve to take the entrance exam?" The mischievous girl beside her also turned and made a mocking gesture at Ye Beixuan. "Bumpkin! Never even heard of the famous Miscellaneous Dao Institute. Who gave you the courage to come take Wendao Academy’s exam?" Ye Beixuan didn’t respond to her words but started urgently searching his memories for anything about the Miscellaneous Dao Institute. In his memory, the Miscellaneous Dao Institute should have already been dissolved by now. How could it be producing talents that rivaled even the Heavenly Spirit Institute? Could it be his memory was wrong? While Ye Beixuan was still doubting reality, the group arrived at Wendao Academy’s examination site. Each person began lining up behind the banner of the institute they wanted to join. Su Qing and about seven or eight other youths followed the signs toward the recruitment area of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute. Ye Beixuan, full of confusion, followed behind them. The mischievous girl saw Ye Beixuan trailing them and sneered, "Ye Beixuan, what’s your problem? Wherever Su Qing goes, you follow?" Ye Beixuan’s face darkened. "I’m just going to take a look at the Miscellaneous Dao Institute. It has nothing to do with you." "You shameless dog!" The girl snapped at him coldly. Ye Beixuan ignored her and continued walking. At that moment, Su Qing suddenly stepped in front of him and blocked his path, ordering, "Apologize to Keke!" "Why should I?" Ye Beixuan shot back coldly. Only now did he truly see how unreasonable this woman was. In his previous life, he had been bewitched by her just because he hadn’t seen enough of the world. But this life was different—he wouldn’t lose his dignity for her again. Su Qing noticed something strange about Ye Beixuan today and was about to say something when he brushed past her without even sparing her a glance. She glared angrily at his back. "Do you think acting like this will make me notice you? Dream on!" The crowd naturally separated as they moved and soon arrived at the registration area for the Miscellaneous Dao Institute. Chu Feng was still reading his book while his disciples began their usual inquiries. Cao Youqian: "Name." "Su Qing." Cao Youqian: "Are your parents and family still alive?" Su Qing: "Everything is fine at home." Cao Youqian: "Disqualified. Next." "..." Xiao Chen and the others moved through the assessments quickly. In less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Su Qing and her group were all eliminated. Seeing that Ye Beixuan was about to take the test, the crowd didn’t leave. Instead, they stayed put, waiting to see him make a fool of himself. Xiao Chen: "Name." "Ye Beixuan." The moment this name was spoken, several people in the crowd immediately lit up. Chu Feng even put down the book in his hands and said to Xiao Chen, "Chen’er, no need to ask further. If he’s willing, he can directly join the Miscellaneous Dao Institute." Though his voice wasn’t loud, it struck everyone like a thunderclap. Even Ye Beixuan himself looked at the speaker in astonishment. Staring at the handsome and refined young man before him, he couldn’t recall any high-ranking official of the Wendao Academy who matched this person. Su Qing’s group turned pale and red in turns, furious and ashamed. Seeing Ye Beixuan chosen by the Miscellaneous Dao Institute felt worse than death to them. A clever and mischievous young girl couldn’t help but ask, "Why? Why choose this country bumpkin?" "Hmm?" Chu Feng narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on the girl, speaking coldly, "I, Chu Feng, have never needed to explain myself to the likes of you!" Xiao Chen, Cao Youqian, and Qin Qin immediately released their pressure, enveloping the group of blind youths in a chilling atmosphere. Su Qing and the others were so terrified by the terrifying aura the three gave off that they trembled all over. Of course, the most shocked person was still Ye Beixuan. He looked at Chu Feng with disbelief, thinking to himself: 'Wasn’t that the catchphrase I always used in my past life?' "You dare question our master? Do you think the Miscellaneous Dao Institute is easy to bully? Or are you so eager to taste the power of my Extreme Dao Divine Fist?" As Cao Youqian spoke, he stepped forward. It was just a small step, but it felt as though a slumbering beast had suddenly bared its fangs. Su Qing’s group collapsed to the ground in terror. Even Ye Beixuan, despite living two lifetimes, couldn’t keep calm—his mind was buzzing. Wasn’t Cao Youqian the spoiled rich kid Su Qing had married in her past life? How did he become this terrifying, and even awaken the legendary divine body that only appeared once in a thousand years? Even Ye Beixuan himself had only barely awakened his divine body at the Nirvana Realm. Yet Cao Youqian, who was still only at the True Fate Realm, had already awakened his? Seeing that the pressure had done its work, Xiao Chen said coolly, "Why are you still here? Get lost already." Su Qing and her group, as if granted amnesty, quickly turned and left. Only then did the three withdraw their pressure. Ye Beixuan finally came to his senses from the shock and confusion, and bowed toward Chu Feng’s direction. "Disciple Ye Beixuan is willing to become your student, Senior. But I have one question I’d like to ask." Ye Beixuan had come here with the intent to join the Wendao Academy and obtain cultivation resources. As for who his master was, he didn’t care much. After all, in his past life, he had reached the Half-Saint level and possessed many cultivation techniques that could lead to the Saint Realm. Chu Feng smiled and said, "Ask." Ye Beixuan calmly asked, "Why do you want to take me as your disciple?" As soon as he said this, the three others all turned their gazes toward Chu Feng... ==================================================================================== Get access to 20 chapters in advance and enjoy 2 daily updates by supporting the series. Available on Patreon: /Alex_Cruise or Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/anish_44