The twenty-first day since the Great Rift was activated.
Standing in the new base, Chen Yu took a deep breath. He felt the miasma coursing through his body before being absorbed by his Spiritual Root and becoming nourishment for his body.
For a Foundation Establishment expert like him, who had achieved Foundation Establishment illegally, this nourishment was barely worth mentioning.
But for the other students, it was a miracle cure for last-minute exam cramming.
In the areas where the miasma was most active, students from all over were breathing frantically. Powerful fans made by Wanfei High School stood before each of them, blowing their mouths open like sacks.
The students were truly insane when it came to improving their cultivation.
Although the Miasma Sea had become a constant presence, the pills from Apricot Grove High School had made up for miasma's inability to support cultivation, allowing everyone to cultivate even more recklessly. According to Apricot Grove High School's top student, one day of cultivation in the Miasma Sea was equivalent to seven days outside—even with pills, environment, teachers, and spiritual energy all maxed out.
Some business-minded students had even submitted cultivation project proposals to Chen Yu, applying to replicate this cultivation model after they left. As long as Chen Yu approved, they could apply for patents once they got out, join forces with the Temple of the Snow Mountain Goddess, and lie back collecting money for the rest of their lives. Sitting in his miasma-filled office, Chen Yu flipped through the application and asked Dao Lingyun beside him in confusion, "I understand the logic, but why do they need to apply to me?"
Dao Lingyun wanted to lean closer, but she noticed Wang Chuyun pressed against Chen Yu's side, peeling fruit.
Wang Chuyun deftly spun the small knife in her