"As long as it still works. Help me submit a few academic manuscripts to the Academic Association in Spirit City." Yu Xiaogang handed Bishop He Mian several sets of notes.
Bishop He Mian took them. "Academic manuscripts?"
Bishop He Mian was also a scholarly sort of bishop. These days, most Soul Masters who held institutional posts but whose cultivation levels had stagnated turned to academic research.
What they sought was a chance to write books and leave their names to posterity.
Yu Xiaogang sighed with feeling. "The Divine Realm Empire truly deserves its reputation as a mighty nation that commands an entire continent. Its research into martial souls and Soul Tools has produced substantial achievements. After spending so much time there, I've gained a few insights myself."
"Are these academic findings from the Divine Realm Empire?" Bishop He Mian asked delightedly.
"Not at all." Yu Xiaogang's face did not redden, nor did his heart skip a beat. "These are articles I wrote after gaining some insights."
After speaking, Yu Xiaogang secretly added to himself, It's just that the articles will score higher on a plagiarism check.
Yu Xiaogang had once wanted to make a name for himself in the Divine Realm Empire. Considering himself an academic, he had put on a show of never letting a book leave his hands, hoping to win Dai Tianling's regard.
But when questioned, he had failed to answer. The emperor had looked down on him and packed him off to the Spirit Pagoda to work his way through his studies. During that time, Yu Xiaogang really had read many books.
Diligent he might have been, but he was getting old, and his memory was no longer as good as in his youth. Besides, the Divine Realm Empire's books were vast and varied. What academic