Everyone returned to the academy with their heads hanging. Unlike last time, they had truly taken a crushing blow. Before this, proud and confident as they were, they had never imagined that anything involving cultivation in this world could stump them. Reality, however, had dealt them a fierce blow to the head and taught them that learning had no end.
"Well, look at you all, like eggplants wilted by frost. What happened?" At the academy gates, Li Yusong was basking in the sun on a chair. He could not help laughing when he saw their faces.
Ever since Flender had begun implementing the Furnace Plan, every teacher at the academy apart from Zhao Wuji had found themselves with little to do. Outside of cultivation, they spent their days sunbathing and playing chess, enjoying a thoroughly leisurely life.
"Teacher Li, please stop teasing us." Li Yusong's words immediately drew six resentful gazes.
"Hahaha, all right. Go get something to eat." Li Yusong waved them off with a chuckle, then closed his eyes and went back to basking in the sun.
"Qin, what are we training this afternoon?" Ma Hongjun asked listlessly, slumping against his chair. Usually the most enthusiastic about meals, he had been distracted even over lunch today-a clear sign of how hard the morning's training had hit him.
Qin Muchu glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curling slightly. "You'll find out this afternoon."
Seeing that smile, Ma Hongjun shuddered for no apparent reason, a chill creeping down his back.
"Please, no..."
Two hours later, the seven of them arrived at the Training Ground after their meal.
"This afternoon's training is called soul skill deconstruction and reconstruction." Qin Muchu stood before the group. "Every one of you has soul skills, and you've known how to use them since