Over the next few days, Chen Luo left early and returned late every day.
Little by little, he adapted to life at the academy.
With the combined power of more than a hundred brains, he swiftly mastered all the knowledge laid out on the desks outside.
Medicine, divination, astrology, physiognomy, calligraphy, formations, pills, artifacts.
During this process, Chen Luo also discovered a second trait of his golden finger. When the brains collected inside his body studied different kinds of knowledge, the length of time they could persist also changed. For example, Nineteen Young Master's brain could last around ten minutes when reading knowledge related to formations, but if it switched to artifact forging or alchemy, the time would shorten to around seven minutes. Another Royal Family Brain was the same. Even the brains of those martial arts experts without aptitude showed shifts in their "preferences."
"I'm preparing to try visiting the teacher."
To Chen Luo's left, the two young scholars who had always been discussing formations were not discussing problems today. Instead, they were preparing to try taking a master.
Though they were on the Third Floor of the Book Pavilion and came into contact with knowledge entirely different from that of those below, making them seem a cut above the rest, this knowledge was still at the level of "mortals." Only by passing the Trials behind That Door would one qualify to encounter a true "Immortal Dao inheritance." That was also why White Dragon Academy existed.
To select disciples for White Immortal Cave—or rather, to select disciples for the immortal elder of White Immortal Cave.
"Go on. Your last chance—make good use of it."
The young scholar's friend, who had been playing chess with him, did not refute him today. Instead, he offered encouragement.
Each person had three chances.