Soul Master Academies—or rather, the entire Douluo Continent—had no such thing as evening self-study.
A little after eight at night, the bright moon hung in the sky and the stars glittered. Eastsea Academy had long since quieted down, though students occasionally headed out in groups.
Wu Changkong notified everyone in the group chat to assemble at the Training Hall.
In no time, the five students of Class Zero quickly gathered together.
The Training Hall was an outdoor competition platform, a square platform eighty meters on each side.
Under the moonlight, Wu Changkong's lake-blue hair swayed gently as his cold eyes stared directly at the students.
"There's not much time. Spend ten minutes meditating and adjusting your condition."
Xu Xiaoyan and Xie Xie clearly needed to meditate and recover, so they immediately sat down cross-legged.
Gu Yue closed her eyes to rest, when she suddenly heard Tang Wulin's excited voice.
"Brother Nan, after all that, you're actually my Senior Brother."
Senior Brother?
The words triggered Gu Yue's sensitive spot. She opened her eyes again and turned to look.
Tang Wulin looked extremely excited. After school that afternoon, he had gone to the Blacksmith Association, where he learned from his Senior Sister Mu Xi that Nan Liujing was actually a disciple of Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua. His teacher, Mu Chen, was Zhen Hua's fellow disciple.
By that calculation, didn't that make Nan Liujing his Senior Brother?
"Now that you know, that's enough. Remember not to spread it around." Nan Liujing reminded him.
"I understand." Tang Wulin nodded heavily. He had long since thrown Old Tang's warning to the back of his mind.
In truth, he didn't completely trust Old Tang. After all, the Spirit Items needed to fuse with the Gold Dragon King's bloodline had truly troubled him. If not for that,