Early the next morning.
After Jiang Ning woke up, he once again saw the Ice Coffin beside his pillow.
He sighed softly.
Picking up the Ice Coffin, he activated his Heavenly Eye and took another look.
Only after discovering that the world inside the Ice Coffin had not changed in any way did he breathe a sigh of relief.
What he feared most was for the Ice Coffin to undergo some mutation.
One day, he might look inside and find it completely empty, only to raise his head and see the woman from within the Ice Coffin floating before him.
The mere thought of it felt rather thrilling.
Afterward, he washed up, ate breakfast, and headed to the academy again.
He had spent two days in the academy's Library Pavilion before, yet he had not finished reading.
He knew that the path of Martial Dao was not merely about practicing martial arts.
It was tied intimately to the development and evolution of an entire world—to human life, the environment, favorable timing, and advantageous terrain.
Just as in the world of his previous life, it would have been utterly impossible for such a brilliant Martial Dao to arise.
Just as the decline of traditional martial arts in his previous life had also come from changes in the environment.
In the ancient times of his previous life, learning one or two ultimate moves, then tempering one's body for eight or ten years until those one or two moves had been honed to perfection, was enough to establish a foundation for survival and support an entire family.
Whether one joined an escort agency, drifted into the gangs, or entered a wealthy household as a guard, the monthly pay was enough to feed a family.
Why had it declined afterward? Because the nature of