"While the neighbors stockpile grain, I stockpile guns—the neighbors are my granary~"
Watching the passionate clash on the Light Screen, Xu Fan suddenly thought of that saying.
"Interesting~" Xu Fan said, stroking his chin.
At this time, most of the disciples were watching the live broadcast of the competition between academies.
Qianwan Bing watched the fixed perspective of the academy students under his lead and could not help sighing.
"Over four hundred thousand disciples, yet not a single one has inherited my true teachings. How am I supposed to suppress that Wu Gang taught by Eldest Senior Brother Xiong Li?"
Back when the two academies competed, Wu Gang, who had charged at the front and swept through everything, had left a deep impression on him.
"Although they have not inherited Senior Brother Qian's true teachings, mastering thirty or forty percent is already enough," the Second Generation Disciple instructor beside him said.
"We'll see. In any case, I've already taught them everything I should have~"
Chopping wood, mining ore, forging weapons, and scouting the other academies nearby.
Most academies handled all of this in a steady, proper manner, but a few were exceptions.
The moment they landed in the Minor World for the competition, every member began running wildly across the entire map.
Either they found a suitable place to hide, or they went to seek cooperation from academies skilled in Artifact Refining and Pill Refining.
In less than a month within the competition Minor World, the two hundred academies had formed ten major alliances, whether by force or voluntarily.
"This generation of disciples is quite capable. Never mind their Cultivation Bases—their moves are each more impressive than the last," Xu Fan said in amazement as he watched the ten major alliances on the Light Screen.
What followed was a tangled