The people in the room suddenly came to their senses and saw a boy in green and an old man with a beard, tattered clothes and reeking of alcohol rushing in.
Elder Qin frowned the moment he saw the old man, and thought to himself: Why is it him
Then the boy in green clothes panted and said, "Master, I have searched all the branches and only found Dean Zeng."
The directors of the Academic Association were fine, but the elders all had strange expressions on their faces when they saw this newcomer who was filthy and reeked of alcohol.
The old man burped and said impatiently, "What happened? Why are you calling me here in such a hurry? I'm sleeping soundly in my room!"
Elder Qin coughed and lowered his eyes and said, "Dean Zeng, this is an urgent matter. I am really sorry to disturb your rest."
He pointed at the screen of the Summoning Stone behind him and said in a deep voice, "In the Psychedelic Forest Secret Realm, a dormant Level 6 Black Bear suddenly began to advance to Level 7. We... our cultivation is not enough, and we have lost control of the secret realm. Now those students who took the test are still in the secret realm, facing a life-and-death crisis. We have no choice but to ask Dean Zeng for help."
"Seventh-rank black evil bear?" The old man surnamed Zeng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling, without any trace of the confusion just now.
He appeared in front of the image in a flash, and frowned deeply as he looked at the candidates who were gathered together with fear and panic on their faces, and the black bear that was roaring and madly not far away.
"I can take back control of the secret realm, but it will take at least a cup of tea." The old man said firmly, "Judging from the cultivation level of the people in the secret realm, they can't even last half a cup of tea, let alone a cup of tea."
Although Elder Qin and the other elders had been mentally prepared, their faces still turned extremely ugly.
But now, there is no other way, we have to give it a try.
Take back control of the secret realm, every life counts.
Elder Qin gritted his teeth and said, "Please ask Dean Zeng for help."
The old man looked at him with burning eyes, then smiled solemnly and said, "Okay, bring me enough crystals."
Fifth- and sixth-grade crystals are extremely rare outside, but as soon as Dean Zeng spoke, batches of fifth- and sixth-grade crystals were sent over as if they were free.
The old man was just about to start sitting cross-legged and practicing his internal energy when his spiritual consciousness invaded the secret realm. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a point on the image of the Shadow Summoning Stone, and he revealed a look of shock.
Because of the old man's expression, everyone turned their eyes to him, and then their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
Those little guys, whose highest cultivation level was only at the Jindan stage and whose lowest cultivation level was even at the Foundation Establishment stage, faced the seventh-level magical beast Black Evil Bear. Instead of running away, they surrounded the Black Evil Bear and stood in different positions.
The Black Evil Bear looked at the people around him and let out a terrifying roar. He wanted to tear these weak creatures who dared to provoke and hurt him time and time again into pieces.
Someone from the Academic Committee exclaimed, "Are they crazy? Why are they surrounding the Black Bear? Do they want to fight the Black Bear? How can they possibly be a match for a rank seven magical beast? Shouldn't they scatter and run for their lives at this time to buy time?"
The others nodded, their faces filled with worry and disapproval.
Even the elders above had ugly expressions, secretly hating these little guys for not knowing their place. (To be continued)