The Invincible Young Master

That Elder's face darkened, veins bulging at his temple as his fury boiled over.

"Impudent brat!" he snarled, his tone thick with malice. "You dare speak such venom before the whole school? You need to be taught respect!"

That elder's spiritual energy erupted in a violent surge, condensing into a spectral, glowing palm that crackled with power.

With a sharp motion, the palm shot forward, barreling toward the boy like an unstoppable avalanche.

The students scattered, terrified.

"He's finished," someone whispered as they dove for cover.

But the boy didn't flinch. Instead, he stood firm, his gaze locked on the incoming attack.

At the last moment, he raised his arm, his fist enveloped in a faint, glowing energy.

With precision and force, he struck forward, meeting the elder's palm head-on.

The impact created a thunderous shockwave that rippled through the courtyard, stirring up a cloud of dust and forcing the crowd to shield their eyes.

When the haze settled, the students gasped at the sight before them.

The boy stood tall, his feet planted firmly, his arm glowing faintly with lingering energy. The elder's spectral palm had dissolved into harmless wisps of light.

"He… blocked it?" a voice whispered, tinged with disbelief.

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"How is that even possible? He's just an outer student!" another murmured, awe and fear mingling in their tone.

The Elder's eyes widened for a fraction of a second before narrowing into a glare.

"You've grown stronger," he admitted coldly, his tone dripping with disdain. "But strength without respect is meaningless. You'll regret this arrogance."

The elder's spiritual energy flared again, even more intense than before. The air around him seemed to crackle as glowing runes of destruction spiraled along his arms.

His figure blurred, vanishing in a flash before reappearing mid-air.

With a shout, he unleashed a barrage of palm strikes, each imbued with destructive force.

The boy moved, dodging the elder's strikes by mere inches. The ground cracked and splintered where the attacks landed, sending shards of stone flying into the crowd.

The students watched, stunned, as the boy countered with swift, calculated punches.

Each strike was aimed at the heart of the elder's attacks, shattering the glowing runes mid-air and dispersing the energy.

Their clash was a storm of power, raw and untamed. The courtyard trembled beneath the force of their blows, and students clung to pillars and railings to avoid being swept away by the gusts of energy.

The boy's movements carried a sharpness honed from battles in the wild. Every dodge, every counter, was executed with razor-sharp focus.

The Elder, despite his experience, found himself forced to retreat step by step, his strikes failing to land the decisive blow he sought.

"How is he holding his own?" a student muttered, eyes wide with shock.

"How is he an outer student?" another murmured.

…

Meanwhile, in the headmaster's chamber, a figure bathed in the golden radiance was seated.

Cloaked in resplendent light, he exuded an aura that seemed to transcend the mortal plane. Each subtle motion, each flicker of his presence, spoke of immeasurable power.

Even the headmaster, a commanding presence in her own right, inclined her head slightly in deference, her usual poise softened by reverence.

Beside her stood a girl, her figure stiff and her face pale, her vacant expression betraying the weight of an invisible burden. Her hands hung limply at her sides, and though she stood upright, it was as if her spirit had left her entirely.

"Forgive her impudence, Immortal Master," the headmaster began, her tone careful. "She is... unwell at the moment. That is why she remains silent."

The immortal's golden eyes drifted to the girl, their piercing brilliance softening for an instant. His voice, smooth and melodic yet suffused with authority, filled the room. "Let her grieve. A dear friend of hers has passed, hasn't he?"

The headmaster nodded, her expression shadowed. "Yes, Immortal Master. The boy's tragic end in the forest has shaken the entire school, but no one has felt it as deeply as she. Since the news arrived, she has not spoken a word."

The immortal's gaze lingered on the girl, as if peering into the depths of her sorrow. "Trials such as these are the burden of those blessed with rare gifts. Her moon's essence physique is extraordinary, one in countless generations. Such a constitution is wasted in this mortal realm. If she consents to accompany me, her potential will soar to unimaginable heights."

The headmaster lowered her head further, her tone filled with eager deference. "Who could refuse such a divine opportunity, Immortal Master? It is an unparalleled honor."

The immortal extended his hand, and a golden scripture materialized in the air, descending gracefully until it floated before the headmaster.

She reached out with trembling hands, accepting it as if it were a treasure beyond measure.

"This is for your diligence," the immortal said, his words calm yet filled with meaning. "Without your words, I would not have discovered such a remarkable talent in this small school."

Before the headmaster could utter her gratitude, a deafening

boom

reverberated through the chamber.

The heavy doors burst open, slamming against the walls as an elder stumbled inside. His face was flushed, and his steps were hurried as though he had run the length of the school.

The headmaster's expression darkened, and her voice snapped. "What is the meaning of this intrusion? Do you not see I am in the presence of the Immortal Master?"

The elder dropped to his knees, bowing deeply. "Forgive me, Headmaster, but this matter cannot wait!"

The headmaster's gaze hardened. "What could possibly justify such insolence?"

The elder hesitated, his voice trembling. Read exclusive adventures at empire

"A fight... outside. Between Elder and..." He paused, his throat tightening as he uttered the name. "The boy who was reported dead."

The chamber fell into stunned silence. The headmaster's breath caught, her sharp composure momentarily faltering. She turned her gaze to the girl, who now seemed different.

A faint light had returned to her lifeless eyes, and her lips trembled as though she wanted to speak but lacked the strength.

"Is it... truly him?" the headmaster asked.

The elder nodded, his face pale. "Yes, Headmaster. He is alive, and far stronger than we could have imagined."

The headmaster straightened, her face regaining its calm."This situation demands my immediate attention, "

"Wait," the immortal interrupted, his voice smooth.

The headmaster froze mid-step, her brow furrowing as she turned to face him.

The immortal rose from his seat, his golden aura intensifying until it seemed to fill every corner of the chamber. "A boy who returns from the dead and possesses the strength to challenge an elder? Such a phenomenon cannot be ignored. I wish to see him."

The headmaster's eyes widened briefly before she quickly lowered her gaze in acquiescence. "As you wish, Immortal Master."