The various halls and courtyards of the Sacred Academy were astonishingly alike. From the outside, they looked like nothing more than ordinary courtyards.
This Infinite Battle Hall appeared to cover about a mu, nine zhang on each side. Two people guarded it, several more conversed at the entrance, and others were hurrying over from afar.
The Literary Ink or military merit consumed by the Infinite Battle Hall was immense. An ordinary Grand Academician would generally enter only once or twice a year, while an ordinary Metropolitan Graduate could enter only once every few years.
When the Hanlin Academicians and Grand Academicians at the entrance saw Fang Yun, they greeted him first. Fang Yun nodded with a smile, then stepped into the Infinite Battle Hall.
Upon entering the courtyard, he found both sides resembling a drill ground, weapons standing in dense ranks and murderous intent chilling to the bone. Fang Yun felt a cold breeze down his back and knew this was meant to warn those entering. He immediately gathered his mind and focused completely.
Ahead stood the main hall of the Infinite Battle Hall. Its walls were white stone and its roof gray stone. It appeared to be an ordinary palace, but Fang Yun knew that, like the Hanlin Hall, one step inside would lead to another world. Even if ten thousand people entered at once, they would enter ten thousand different places.
These days, Fang Yun visited the Hanlin Hall and the Valley of Adversity once every ten days. But he no longer pushed himself as ruthlessly as he had on his first visit to the Valley of Adversity, when he had wrecked his body and spent vast amounts of Literary Ink points to recover, leaving his mind exhausted. Enough was as good as a feast.
The Hanlin Hall