Ten Thousand Demons Heaven, First Academy branch.
Acting dean Zhao Yang looked out the window with some envy, then angrily tossed aside the documents in his hand and rushed out of his office to join his brothers and several older female cousins in their cuju game. "I want to play too, I want to play too..."
Although they were all Academy instructors, they acted like children in private, often playing games that were actually rather boring for cultivators.
Fifth Brother Zhu Yong looked at him with a smile. "Have you finished all your work?"
"Master said work and rest should be balanced!" Little Zhao Yang declared righteously.
"Master also said that if you haven't finished your proper work, don't even think about playing. Tomorrow after tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there?" Seventh Brother Shang Zhang complained. "Besides, you were the one who insisted on being acting dean. We said Eldest Brother should do it, but you had to snatch the position. Who can you blame now?"
"Exactly, get back to work! Haha..."
"..."
Seeing Zhao Yang's indignant expression, the little suns and little moons could not help bursting into laughter. For a time, the courtyard was filled with cheerful voices and laughter.
Primordial Land. Several decades passed in the blink of an eye.
Although Yunxiao and Zhao Gongming had yet to awaken from their breakthroughs, the Dao aura surrounding them had basically been completely withdrawn.
At this time, Daoist Duer also awoke from his enlightenment.
He turned his head and looked around in puzzlement, only to see a white ape strolling in through the door with his hands behind his back. "Fellow Daoist, you're awake. How do you feel?"
"Yuan Hong?"
Daoist Duer looked strangely at the white ape before him. He felt that this white ape was somewhat