Time flew by, flowing endlessly. Month after month slipped away.
In the Dark Universe, a blood-red triangular F-Class Spaceship sped at thirty times the speed of light toward the "Virtual Universe Company's Universal Headquarters," located at the very center of the entire Cosmic Humans' territory.
Feng Hui naturally spent every day aboard the spaceship, entering the Virtual Universe with his consciousness to comprehend the laws and cultivate. He was like a sponge, desperately soaking up every drop of water.
In the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe, the Dragonman clone of the Dongdi Clan was also making rapid progress under the tutelage of his Marquis-level Immortal teacher.
Now, although Feng Hui's human clone was in the Doomsday Secret Realm and received relatively poor treatment,
his Dongdi Clan clone had a Marquis-level Immortal god teaching him. Whatever his Dongdi Clan clone comprehended, his human clone comprehended as well.
Having a Marquis-level Immortal god as a teacher was a privilege reserved for Primal Secret Region Members in the Virtual Universe Company.
As the pinnacle of the Virtual Universe Company's Core Layer, Primal Secret Region Members had the right to choose an Immortal to stay by their side and guide them for an extended period.
The teachers assigned to Primal Secret Region Members were all at least Marquis-level Immortals. Having such a powerful expert live nearby and guide one's cultivation was a rare opportunity.
Of course, having a Marquis-level Immortal god provide close, personal guidance was naturally better than attending lessons with a Marquis-level Immortal teacher like the Dongdi Clan clone did, and occasionally asking the teacher for private guidance.
Even so, Feng Hui's cultivation resources were currently on par with, or even better than, those of Taichu Secret Realm Members.
With such excellent conditions, Feng Hui's strength had changed so much that he was like a different person after just three days, let alone after nearly a year.
Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe, Jia 312 Academy.
That day, as three dark green suns slowly rose and bathed the academy in their blazing light, the place gradually began to buzz with excitement.
Jia 312 Academy was divided into two grades: junior and senior.
There was no denying that competition drove growth in many things.
Under the teachers' deliberate guidance, intense competition thrived within each grade.
The competition was fiercest during the annual final exams. The academy's various rankings were all determined by exam results.
They were all young children of the Dongdi Clan, and as members of its superior bloodline, they naturally carried themselves with pride.
The young Dragonmen were at an energetic, lively age. They were bound to be competitive, and everyone wanted to stand out among their peers and impress the teachers.
So, to achieve good results in the academy's final exams, many of the young Dragonmen had put in tremendous effort.
Moreover, quite a few little geniuses of the Dongdi Clan had received extra lessons and private guidance from their teachers. Their strength was not to be underestimated.
After all, although the teachers taught at this "kindergarten," their performance was also assessed... If their students did well in the final exams, the teachers would receive rewards too.
To the north of the academy was a wide-open area resembling a colosseum, dotted with numerous Bluestone Arenas.
The arenas were made of a special kind of bluestone, more than sturdy enough to withstand fights between little Cosmic Level kids like them.
Rows of stone steps surrounded the arenas, and now the seats were packed with students, filling every last spot.
The sound of conversation and whispering blended together, punctuated by the students' laughter. The whole place brimmed with youthful energy and vitality.
Though the huge grounds were crowded, the students were clearly divided into two groups: the junior and senior grades.
The juniors thought the seniors were arrogant, while the seniors thought the juniors were childish.
But at the end of the day, they were all kids. The two sides would trade taunts and bicker now and then, making the atmosphere especially lively.
Among the Dongdi Clan, the strong were respected. The top ten students in the junior grade would even get a chance to challenge the seniors at the end.
"Hmph! They're just a little older than us. What are those seniors so smug about?"
Left Long had excitedly dragged Feng Hui to the seats at the front of the stone steps. Watching the seniors swagger around, he couldn't help grumbling.
"Feng Hui, you're stronger than the rest of us. Once the junior exams are over, you have to teach those seniors a good lesson."
Feng Hui rolled his eyes, at a loss for words.
His companion, Zuolong, really was a one-year-old kid: energetic, lively, and always eager to join the fun.
Being around him made Feng Hui feel as if he were back on Blue Star, looking after a relative's mischievous kid.
Still, Feng Hui did intend to show off in the final exams. The better he performed, the more the teachers would value him and the better the training he would receive.
Besides, although the Dongdi Clan of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe was far stronger than the Human Race of the Prime Universe,
this was still just an ordinary "kindergarten" for the Dongdi Clan. Feng Hui's human clone was a Peerless Genius who had fought his way through countless Human Race prodigies to rank among the top thousand across the entire universe.
At the same time, after a year of training and consolidation, Feng Hui had now crossed the threshold of the Law of Space, and his comprehension of the Law of Wood had deepened considerably.
On top of that, he had practiced several advanced secret techniques. Compared with a year ago, Feng Hui was practically a different person. He could undoubtedly crush his past self in an instant.
No matter how you looked at it, if Feng Hui couldn't beat a Dongdi Clan child who had only been born recently, he would bring shame on the Peerless Geniuses of the Original Universe Human Race.
Whether for pride or practical rewards, Feng Hui had every reason to make a splash in the final exams.
Suddenly, Feng Hui sensed a hostile gaze. He casually turned his head and saw a Dongdi Clan student with a black horn on his forehead staring coldly at him.
"Who is that? I don't think I've ever offended him."
Feng Hui wondered.
He usually devoted himself to cultivation and paid little attention to the other students, so he had no idea what was going on.
So Feng Hui quietly transmitted to Zuolong beside him, "Zuolong, who's that person over there with the black horn, the one staring at us?"
Zuolong turned to look. "Oh, that's Boming from the junior grade. He's pretty famous. He used to be called the top student in the junior grade. He's challenged and beaten quite a few seniors, and he'll probably move up to the senior grade soon. What, have you offended him?"
Feng Hui shook his head.
"Figures. You're usually holed up cultivating and never go out, so you wouldn't have had a chance to run into him."
"Who cares? If he messes with you, just beat him up in the arena later."
Zuolong said casually.
Ever since Feng Hui had revealed some of his astonishing progress in Law Comprehension in front of Zuolong, Zuolong had been full of confidence in him. He had become Feng Hui's little fanboy, convinced that Feng Hui would make a stunning debut in the final exams.
Feng Hui fixed his gaze on the figure with the black horn in the distance. Their dark eyes met, and despite the great distance between them, a sense of pressure seemed to descend over him.
Their eyes locked. Feng Hui's gaze remained calm as still water. That unruffled stare seemed to surprise the student with the black horn, who raised his brows.
"Oh? This newborn kid has some nerve."
Several students beside Boming saw that Feng Hui wasn't the least bit intimidated by him. Surprised, they laughed.
"Dong!"
A clear bell suddenly rang out. The students in the seats on the stone steps perked up. The final exams were finally about to begin.
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