Reborn as Huo Yuhao, but also in Battle Through the Heavens

Chapter 110 The Head of Canaan Academy

Chapter 111 The Head of Canaan Academy

The atmosphere in the elders' meeting room was so heavy it was almost palpable. On either side of the long table sat the two elders, Vice Dean Hu Qian, a group of elders from the outer courtyard, and the inner courtyard's Grand Elder Su Qian, along with other inner courtyard elders who were available. The air was thick with tension and anger.

"Elder Bai and Elder Qian!" The long-armed elder slammed his fist on the table, his voice filled with barely suppressed rage, his anger directed at the two elders seated at the head of the table. "If it weren't for your negligence, how could the Soul Palace's scoundrels have infiltrated this place! Thousands of teachers and students were nearly reduced to walking corpses!"

He recalled the deathly silence of the academy and felt a lingering fear.

"Indeed!" the bearded elder echoed in a deep voice, his eyes sharp. "Your two responsibilities of protection have been rendered meaningless! If it weren't for Elder Huo's heroic efforts—"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the unspoken meaning made Bai Lao's face even more unpleasant.

Although Elder Tingba did not directly accuse him, the doubt implied in his silence made the Hundred Elders and Thousand Elders feel more embarrassed than any words.

Elder Bai's face was ashen, his withered fingers trembling slightly on the armrest. Elder Qian sighed, about to offer an explanation, but was interrupted by Hu Qian.

"Alright!" Hu Qian's voice was serious. He looked around, suppressing the impending argument. "Arguing about faults now is pointless! The most urgent thing is to ensure that such tragedies never happen again! We need practical solutions, not finger-pointing!"

A brief silence fell over the meeting room. A mixture of lingering fear and anxiety weighed heavily on everyone.

Just then, Huo Yuhao, who had been sitting silently at the lower end of the table, raised his head. His face was still pale from the excessive consumption of his soul, but his eyes were unusually firm.

"I have a solution." The calm voice wasn't loud, but it instantly drew everyone's attention.

Under the watchful eyes of the elders, Huo Yuhao took out two pendants from his storage ring and placed them on the conference table.

"This is—" Su Qian looked at the magical artifact with a puzzled expression.

"This is a communication artifact," Huo Yuhao explained, lightly touching the surface of the artifact with his fingertip, causing a faint yet unique soul fluctuation to ripple outwards.

These two pendants are not the communication artifacts used to contact Xiao Yan. To be precise, they are communication soul tools.

Last night, Huo Yuhao used a new type of soul tool he had researched in his spiritual sea, which, through the cooperation of a relay soul tool, could achieve an effect similar to the "telephone" introduced by Xiao Yan, namely, designated calls.

After demonstrating the pendants, Su Qian played with one of them and guessed, "Elder Huo means that if anyone encounters a similar situation in the future, they can proactively notify the academy?"

"That's not the case, there's no need for proactive notification!" Huo Yuhao shook his head: "This item can establish a connection with the wearer's soul. Once the wearer's soul fluctuations undergo unnatural and drastic changes—such as being eroded or controlled by external forces, or suffering severe injuries and near death—it will immediately send a warning to the pre-set relay artifact."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over each elder present: "The warning range can reach tens of thousands of miles, ignoring most spatial barriers. As long as the wearer's soul is abnormal, we will know immediately."

The meeting room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The elders stared at the small magical artifact, their eyes filled with shock.

They had expected Huo Yuhao to produce some kind of defensive formation or reconnaissance technique, but they never expected such an exquisite soul warning device! Judging from Huo Yuhao's words, he even planned to equip every teacher and student at Canaan Academy with one of these magical artifacts!

Hu Qian, Su Qian, Elder Huo—these key figures exchanged a glance subconsciously. They all saw the same shock and a complex, indescribable emotion in each other's eyes.

Last night, in the dean's office, Su Qian walked to the window, looking down at the academy gradually returning to life, and whispered to Hu Qian beside him, "Elder Huo—he truly—has astonishing courage." He recalled the scene of Huo Yuhao questioning Elder Qian Bai and Elder Er without any mercy during the day, and his heart was still unsettled, "How dare he speak so bluntly to Elder Qian Bai and Elder Er—"

Judging from Su Qian's choice of words, he also harbored some resentment.

Hu Qian leaned against the window frame, his fingertips tapping unconsciously, his eyes deep. He had learned in detail from Su Qian and the three still-frightened Dou Wang elders about Huo Yuhao's entire plan, luring the enemy, and turning the tide.

At this moment, his usual nonchalance had vanished, leaving only solemnity and a hint of barely perceptible admiration.

"This kid—he's really something." Hu Qian's voice was deep. "He's so amazing—he always surprises us."

Su Qian frowned slightly, deeply puzzled: "You said he's only been at the academy for less than two months. Why—why would he have such a deep sense of identification with Canaan? Even going so far as to sever his own soul's essence to save teachers and students he had no real connection with?"

This is almost a selfless sacrifice, completely contrary to the common stereotype of "geniuses" being selfish.

Hu Qian did not answer immediately. He looked at the pale figure in the square, who was spontaneously surrounded by many students who were greeting him with concern. Suddenly, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips, and a glint of insight flashed in his eyes.

"Elder," he turned around, his voice carrying a decisive tone, "I have a plan—"

Coming to his senses, Hu Qian made up his mind, stood up abruptly, and walked straight to Huo Yuhao's side.

"Gentlemen!" Hu Qian's voice boomed, instantly silencing all murmurs. He surveyed the room and spoke, word by word, "Through this battle, while Canaan Academy has been fortunate enough to survive, it has also exposed many problems! The academy needs a core member who can see through crises, turn the tide, and lead us to a stronger future! Therefore…"

He paused, his gaze fixed intently on Huo Yuhao, his voice resolute: "I, Hu Qian, the Vice Dean of Canaan Academy, formally propose! To elect Elder Huo Yuhao as the Chief Elder of Canaan Academy!"

"Chief Elder?!"

"this----"

"How old is Elder Huo?"

"Is this...is this appropriate?"

The entire conference room erupted in chaos! Exclamations, questions, and discussions filled the air! Chief Elder!

As the name suggests, he has directly become the leader of Canaan Academy! Even if Dean Mang Tianchi returns, the leadership of Canaan Academy may not necessarily return to his hands!

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened, and he stood up in shock, instinctively about to speak: "Vice Dean—"

"I agree!"

A booming voice suddenly rang out, drowning out all the noise! ​​Wu Tian, ​​the elder from the enforcement team who was the first to fall victim to the Soul Hall's poisonous hand, was the first to stand up, his gaze fixed firmly on Huo Yuhao!

"I second that!" Elder Huo followed closely behind, his aged face showing no hint of jest, only solemnity!

"agree!"

"Elder Huo truly deserves the title!"

"I support it!"

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