At Dao Feng Mountain, in the Holy Academy, the Eastern Sage's Pavilion.

The eyes of the Eastern Sage, Wang Jinglong, sparkled with a strange light that eventually faded, leaving a faint smile on his face.

"What a man you are, Fang Yun. Even I underestimated you. With you among the human race, there's nothing to worry about."

His smile quickly disappeared, replaced by a chill, and then he stood up and walked out.