Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"If you wish to leave, I will not force you to stay!"

Xiao Yi's words were startling.

The over one thousand disciples left on the training ground all looked at each other in disbelief, unable to believe what they were hearing from Xiao Yi.

In their eyes...

Presently, all the instructors of Xiaoshanhe Institute, along with two-thirds of the elite disciples, had followed Chen Shuiwen away.

They were all that was left of Xiaoshanhe Institute's foundation.

Shouldn't Xiao Yi exhaust every effort to keep them instead of letting them leave?

Was he planning to throw in the towel and give up on Xiaoshanhe Institute completely?

For a moment.

Many disciples wavered and ultimately chose to leave, "Sorry, Director Xiao..."

"I apologize, Director Xiao..."

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Once someone took the lead, others quickly followed.

In the blink of an eye.

One-third of the group had left, leaving only over seven hundred still standing in their places.

Xiao Yi's gaze swept over these seven hundred and saw a trace of satisfaction flash in the depths of his eyes, knowing that those who still wished to stay must be truly loyal to Xiaoshanhe Institute at heart.

Their talents might not be high.

But with Xiao Yi there, was a lack of talent a problem?

Even for those considered talentless, he could create a demon core Dantian!

Xiao Yi's mouth curved into a smile as he spoke loudly, "I'm glad you chose to stay. I know many of you are doubting whether I can lead Xiaoshanhe Institute to its former glory…"

The crowd was silent.

But their gazes all fell on him.

Just as Xiao Yi had said, they were indeed doubting his abilities.

Xiao Yi's smile grew slightly, and a powerful pressure suddenly burst forth from him as the Martial Dao Divine Fruit floated above him.

That golden Martial Dao Divine Fruit radiated myriad halos and a thousand streaks of auspicious light.

Under the enveloping pressure.

The crowd felt their spirits lifted, gazing at the Martial Dao Divine Fruit above Xiao Yi's head in disbelief. They had never seen a Divine Fruit of the Martial Dao so pure, so holy, so powerful.

At least in terms of power…

Xiao Yi had given them a strong impact and confidence, after all, not even Chen Shuiwen had ever exerted such terrifying pressure on them.

Looking at the awe and admiration in the eyes of the crowd, Xiao Yi knew he had achieved the desired effect.

The Martial Dao Divine Fruit retracted into his body.

The terrible pressure disappeared without a trace.

The crowd's gaze was unprecedentedly unified, all focused on Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi spoke solemnly, "Please believe in me, I am certain I can lead Xiaoshanhe Institute back to its glory!"

"Director Xiao, all the instructors of Xiaoshanhe Institute have now followed Deputy Director Chen, how then can you lead us back to glory?"

"I am sure Director Xiao is also aware that our talents are not outstanding among the disciples of Xiaoshanhe Institute, we might even be considered the bottom tier. It is precisely because of this that we were always neglected, which is why we didn't follow Deputy Director Chen when he left..."

"Director Xiao's strength is there for all to see, but your strength alone does not mean you can make us strong too!"

The disciples said one after another.

Xiao Yi nodded, clearly understanding their concerns, but he had long been prepared for these questions. He responded, "Please rest assured, the current predicament of Xiaoshanhe Institute is only temporary. Soon, you will meet a batch of outstanding instructors, as well as a group of talented fellow disciples. I am confident that Xiaoshanhe Institute will shine once more, and those who left today will regret their decision for the rest of their lives!"

"Director Chen, did you hear what he said? It appears that our Director Xiao is unaware of what it truly takes to strengthen Xiaoshanhe Institute!" Sun Zhengyi's voice came from the edge of the training ground.

It turned out they had already packed their belongings, ready to leave Xiaoshanhe Institute, and had overheard Xiao Yi's words while passing by.

Chen Shuiwen, with his arms folded across his chest and a smile curving his lips, spoke in a mocking tone, "Director Xiao, let me remind you... the strength of a sect requires not only a sufficient number of strong figures to guide the disciples in their Cultivation Technique, and not just disciples with enough talent in numbers. It also needs a vast amount of resources, medicinal pills, elemental weapons, martial skills... all of these are indispensable."

Zou Zheng expressed regret, "It's just a pity that Xiaoshanhe Institute really doesn't have any spare silver left for you. Oh right, it seems the manuals for the martial arts Cultivation Techniques also lack proper management and have been damaged by worms. Tsk tsk, it's such a waste!"

"Director Chen, how about we each donate a Silver Tael to help them out a bit? Otherwise, with Xiaoshanhe Institute in its current state, I'm afraid they won't even be able to afford ordinary grains and fodder!" Sun Zhengyi said with a smirk by the side, his eyes filled with ridicule and provocation as he looked at Xiao Yi.

As Chen Shuiwen's confidant, he naturally knew that over the past decade.

Xiaoshanhe Institute had already been hollowed out by Chen Shuiwen.

In the treasury room.

Leaving several hundred thousand taels of silver was already an act of great charity from Chen Shuiwen.

No people, no money.

How could they possibly revitalize the Xiaoshanhe Institute?

Faced with everyone's ridicule and provocation, Xiao Yi noticed that the expressions on the seven hundred disciples' faces also showed a trace of sorrow.

Xiao Yi turned to look at Chen Shuiwen and said with a cold smile, "You're right, the resources you mentioned are indeed essential for the revival of the Xiaoshanhe Institute. However, who told you that the Xiaoshanhe Institute is lacking in these?"

"Hmm?"

Chen Shuiwen was startled.

Sun Zhengyi sneered, "Head Xiao, there's no need to pretend here. The Xiaoshanhe Institute's treasury can't even produce a million taels of silver, let alone have a sufficient number of cultivation techniques, and even the tutors have all left. Could it be that you think just the few of you are enough to revive the Xiaoshanhe Institute? Don't overestimate yourself!"

Zou Zheng clicked his tongue and mocked, "Chen is preparing to establish a new Shanhe Court. If Head Xiao really can't make ends meet, feel free to come over. I'll personally put in a good word with Chen for you and get you a job as a gatekeeper!"

Pretending to be displeased, Chen Shuiwen rebuked, "Zou Zheng, what nonsense are you talking? He has Emperor Qian's support, how could he possibly need to come to us to make a living?"

"Chen is right..."

Sun Zhengyi also chimed in, winking and teasing, "With Head Xiao's relationship with the imperial family, if he really can't make it, he could completely become a chief steward in the palace!"

"Hahaha..."

The crowd burst into laughter.

The look in their eyes towards Xiao Yi became even more filled with mockery.

"Bastards..."

"I really want to tear their mouths apart..." Yu Huaxian and the others' faces turned green and then white, looking terribly ugly.

They were about to make a move, but Xiao Yi stopped them.

Xiao Yi looked at Chen Shuiwen and the others, who were full of pride, and said lightly, "My Xiaoshanhe Institute may lack everything, but it certainly doesn't lack resources."

"It's not up to you to decide whether you lack resources or not!"

"Hahaha, Head Xiao, could it be that you can conjure up a mountain of gold out of thin air?"

Facing their ridicule and teasing,

Xiao Yi shook his head with a smile and said, "A mountain of gold may be out of the question, but a mountain of silver is quite easy to come by!"

"Hmm?"

"A mountain of silver?"

The crowd was taken aback.

With a wave of Xiao Yi's hand, a swath of silver light suddenly burst forth.@@novelbin@@

From his storage ring, box after box of silver taels fell to the ground.

Ten thousand.

One hundred thousand.

One million.

Ten million...

In the blink of an eye.

An entire one trillion taels of silver were laid out in the martial field, piling up into a dazzling mountain of silver.

Looking at the blinding mountain of silver, those who were just mocking Xiao Yi were dumbfounded.

They felt their faces burn as if they had been viciously slapped dozens of times: "How is this possible?"

"There has to be several trillion taels of silver here, right?"

"With so much money... what resources couldn't be bought? My god, where did Xiao Yi get all this money? How much can he buy with it? What have we exactly missed?"

"With so much money in the Xiaoshanhe Institute, how could there be any worry about rejuvenation? Why did we choose to leave?"

"..."

For a time.

Many disciples who had left with Chen Shuiwen were full of regret and beat their chests in frustration.

Chen Shuiwen and the others were even paler, looking at the mountain of silver that rose dozens of feet high, their eyes wide...

Xiao Yi's mouth curved into a slight smile as he looked at the stunned crowd and said, "Isn't this mountain of silver spectacular?"

Clap clap clap!

Chen Shuiwen and the others' cheeks twitched violently, they glared viciously at Xiao Yi but ended up leaving in a sorry state...