The more Chu Tiange thought about the plan Yun Hailan had just come up with, the more excited he got.

If he could get that person’s cultivation technique, then before long, he would be just as powerful as the conclave students in the institute.

Although elite students were like nobility, to truly be first-class, one needed to become a conclave student, or even better, a holy neophyte.

Those were positions of true power, in which one could have access to all the resources in the institute, including the ability to gain thousands of years of longevity, and essentially never die.

Chu Tiange couldn’t help but be envious of such people. If he could somehow get the secret to an imperial-class energy art, then he could rise to higher levels within mere decades.

And if it was a saintly-class art, the results would come even more quickly. He would definitely advance by leaps and bounds, and would be viewed as a genius.

That would be glory far beyond anything an elite student could even imagi...