Lastly, welcome Nicholas back to my class."
"You haven't fallen far behind. With Liu Feifei's help, you can completely catch up. Of course, taking this opportunity, I also want everyone to understand one thing—there are as many paths in magic as there are stars, and there is no single, unchanging proper path. But all paths ultimately lead to the same destination, and every road must be walked by yourselves."
"Only your own path is the most suitable, the best 'Way.'"
The classroom fell silent for a moment before erupting into warm applause.
The silence had been for contemplating the deeper meaning of Professor Yao's final words, while the applause was for Nicholas, who had crawled back out of the abyss. Everyone could finally openly look at the young wizard seated in the back row, at Liu Feifei sitting beside Nicholas, and at the two of them blushing together yet bravely holding their heads high. Many people whistled, while others used magic to scatter petals through the air or summon pink little sprites playing harps.
Professor Yao had no choice but to sternly stop the latter few behaviors.
By the time the class returned to order, five minutes had passed—the little sprites in gray uniforms had spent quite some time cleaning up the petals that had fallen to the floor.
"Today is a class on spell theory. As I mentioned before, today's main subject is the Yuan Chen Shou Hu Spell." Professor Yao looked over the attentive eyes below the podium, nodded in satisfaction, and raised the pipe in his hand. "First, let me confirm something... who in this class has successfully cast Yuan Chen Shou Hu?"
Zheng Qing raised his arm with restrained pride.
Then he immediately realized that his restraint had been justified—him included, only four people in Astronomy