Yang Xiaobing was sent into Seclusion.
An Imago was something one could encounter but never seek. Even at a top institution like Luofu University, it was treated with the utmost importance.
To cultivate someone to a high level, perhaps all you needed was decent talent and the finest wealth, companions, techniques, and training grounds. Then you might have a chance.
But an Imago could not be sought.
Xu Yuan knew one thing.
Across the entire Skyscraping Divine Palace, only three Cultivators possessed an Imago: Fu Xiuyi, Sun Changfei, and Tang Yunyu!
Counting him, that made four.
Within the Imperial Family,
Only Emperor Lu Chaowu possessed an Imago: the Earth Vein Dragon Burial World.
The brightest jewel of cultivation civilization in the Primordial Era had reached a point where only a tiny handful of people even had the foundation to practice it.
That, too, was civilization's decline and weakness.
Xu Yuan dutifully finished Body Tempering Class, dutifully went to Combat Class, and dutifully practiced moves alongside his classmates.
Combat Class emphasized real combat.
The teacher also happened to be from the Skyscraping Divine Palace, so he naturally called Xu Yuan up as a sparring partner.
Xu Yuan worked hard to suppress his aura and carefully parried the teacher's attacks. With remarkable acting talent, he let the teacher knock him back at just the right moment, his face showing just the right measure of excitement and fighting spirit.
Brimming with youthful energy.
Honestly, this was a hell of a lot more tiring than a real fight.
But he had no choice.
Fate Deception had left him owing far too many debts.
And he still had to refresh Lu Feiming's memories every five hours.
Better behave himself!
Ding-a-ling!
The bell rang.
They had spent the entire morning working out in the Martial Arts