After entering the classroom, Li Xuan found a secluded corner and sat down. He had no intention of building good relationships with these classmates.
Sitting at his desk, Li Xuan found the books needed for class laid out on it.
Opening the textbook, Li Xuan prepared to preview the upcoming material. Today's lesson was actually history—history from before the empire existed. Li Xuan read the textbook with great interest.
Presumably, not many Spirit Masters on Douluo Continent were interested in this kind of history lesson.
Sure enough, an elderly scholar walked in and began teaching.
The other students in the classroom showed little interest in the lesson. They either slept or busied themselves with other things.
Li Xuan was the only one listening attentively in class.
Just like that, Li Xuan listened to three full hours of history about Spirit Masters from ancient times. Though it did nothing for Soul Power cultivation, he still found it engrossing.
As the dismissal bell rang, all the sleeping students practically stood up at the same time, then rushed anxiously out of the classroom together.
Watching his classmates act so crazily, Li Xuan shook his head helplessly. It reminded him of his university days, when the way he rushed off to eat had been almost exactly the same as this scene.
Li Xuan was in no hurry. He stood up, bowed to the teacher, and only then left the classroom.
There had been history class this morning and cultivation in the afternoon.
Cultivation classes were generally equivalent to time off. Students cultivated in their dormitories without anyone managing them. Only advanced classes had dedicated cultivation grounds.
After leaving the classroom, Li Xuan followed the crowd to the cafeteria at the foot of the mountain.
Blue Tyrant Academy's cafeteria was huge, with plenty of serving