Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

[He can even cut the Star-annihilating Cannon with his bare hands, slice through rules, and cut everything, but currently, his ’mind’ is unable to calculate such complex trajectories.]

[Only Xiao Ying, who has reached the realm of "Skill is Close to the Dao," can truly unleash the full power of the Mechanical Weapon: White Phoenix. The combination of both gave birth to the Purple Gold Martial Arts Family—Yan Sect’s Bai Xiao!]

["Test is over."]

[Xiao Ying slowly raised his hand, Ghost Child’s body slightly trembled, cold sweat seeping from his forehead. He hadn’t yet reacted before Xiao Ying’s hand sliced into his Elemental Defense Barrier like a sharp blade.]

["Nine seconds, I overestimated you."]

[Xiao Ying lifted Ghost Child’s head, his gaze calm, and said lightly: "You’re easier to kill than a mecha."]

[Ghost Child’s head swayed slightly in Xiao Ying’s hand, the terror in his eyes not yet dissipated, yet it had completely solidified. Xiao Ying released his grip, and the head fell to the ground with a ’thud,’ rolled a few times, and dropped into the icy void.]

[All around, whether members of the Xuanyin Legion or accompanying Martial Arts Practitioners, were in a state of shock. Their eyes were fixed on Xiao Ying, faces filled with disbelief. Those were three Purple Gold professionals, yet killed like mere fish?]

["Yan Sect’s Bai Xiao... wasn’t he the weakest of the Purple Gold? What kind of monster is this?" muttered a professional from the Xuanyin Legion, voice tinged with barely concealed fear, struggling to hold onto his weapon.]

[Xiao Ying’s gaze swept across the pirates of the Xuanyin Legion.]

[Where his sight touched, the members of the Xuanyin Legion felt a bone-chilling cold, struggling to breathe.]

["Boom—"]

[At this moment, the Nether Proton Ball suddenly vibrated violently, waves of heat engulfing, causing the void to twist.]

[Next, an elderly man with white hair sped forth, riding a giant serpent made of flames, emerging from the blaze. The serpent’s body coiled and twisted. The elderly man’s figure appeared especially tall within the firelight, his gaze penetrating, his presence imposing.]

["Zhurong Mu Yan." The professionals of the Xuanyin Legion awoke from the unexpected turn of events, retreating in terror and panic, their morale already shattered.]

["Am I late?"]

[Mu Yan paused, surveying the chaotic scene. When communication was cut, he rushed with the academy’s Cosmic Wonders, concerned about Yan Sect’s Bai Xiao’s safety. Not a single Purple Gold energy-level lifeform was present, have Ghost Child, Ghost Fang, and Ghost Bear—all Purple Gold professionals of the Xuanyin Legion—already been killed?]

["How long has it been?"]

[With a wave of his hand, nine flame serpents, comparable to planets in size, appeared from the void, opened their massive mouths, and began devouring the riffraff of the Xuanyin Legion. Wherever flame serpents passed, enemies turned to ashes before they could even scream.]

["Yan Sect, you actually killed Ghost Child... he was a Purple Gold Awakener." Mu Yan’s gaze turned to the silver-white figure standing on the starship, eyes landing on the headless corpse beneath Xiao Ying’s feet, its scales flashing a bizarre black light, evidence of the Demon Abyss.]

[Xiao Ying smiled: "Headmaster Mu Yan, it was pure luck. I simply relied on White Phoenix."]

["White Phoenix..." Mu Yan gazed at the silver-white robe armor on Xiao Ying, speaking slowly, "You were not lucky, even the best weapon needs someone to wield it. There are many ’Inherited Mechanical Martial’ pieces made of Cosmic Wonders, but most owners remain at Tier Six Blue Soul."]

[Mu Yan paused, his tone filled with admiration: "To kill three Purple Gold low-level professionals in such a short time, your combat power stands out among the Purple Gold middle-level, truly worthy of White Phoenix."]

["Remarkable."]

[After praising, Mu Yan learned from others that Yan Sect’s Bai Xiao took only ten seconds to kill three Purple Gold professionals, even he felt incredulous at such prowess.]

[The next day, the headline of Galactic news prominently featured a report.]

[The Galaxy Army defined the battle as—Galaxy University Headmaster Mu Yan, with meticulous thoughts, preemptively lurking within the starship, killing three Purple Gold professionals of the Xuanyin Legion—Ghost Child, Ghost Fang, and Ghost Bear—in one fell swoop!]

[The report detailed how Mu Yan strategized and defeated the enemy with thunderous means, without mentioning Yan Sect’s Bai Xiao’s name.]

[Xiao Ying understood Mu Yan’s goodwill—the Twelve Demon Venerables’ legion silently appearing at the Galactic Center illustrated Soul Refining Demon Venerable’s infiltration skills.

If his strength were prematurely exposed, it would undoubtedly attract the Demon Venerable’s focus. With Mu Yan as the front, Xiao Ying indeed avoided much trouble.]

[Mu Yan classified Xiao Ying’s strength as the highest secret of Galaxy University, personally escorting everyone back to Canglan Star·Galaxy University.

Upon arrival, Mu Yan arranged for Xiao Ying to temporarily serve as a Martial Arts Department teacher, responsible for guiding those exceptionally gifted children.]

["Yan Sect, teach at the Martial Arts Department for a while, accumulate experience, and later ascend to academy director." Mu Yan patted Xiao Ying’s shoulder, tone brimming with trust and anticipation.]

[Xiao Ying nodded in agreement.]

[Ten days later, at Galaxy University’s Martial Arts Class Feiyan, Xiao Ying stood on the podium, his gaze sweeping across the young faces below.

The number wasn’t large, besides Yu Long and Yu Yao, there were only a dozen others, most being Tier Two or Tier Three professionals.]

[Martial Arts at Galaxy University is merely an elective, as the cradle of professionals, students here are either talented nobility or Awakened ones, naturally prioritizing advancement to Mecha Masters or Awakening Classes.]

[The classroom door opened softly, as a male, a female, and a child entered, heading straight to the corner, quietly watching the podium after sitting.]

[One short-haired woman caught Xiao Ying’s attention.]

[She wore a tight black battle suit, accentuating a slender and agile physique, topped with a red blazer, her feature cold, brow emanating a sharp sense of heroism.]

[Her short hair was clean and neat, slightly covering one side of her forehead, looking cool and handsome.]

[It was Jiu Yue.]

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