The next day.
The Dean stared at Su Mo's bruised, swollen face in bewilderment.
"What... happened?"
Su Mo could not help looking toward Third Senior Sister Gu Yu, only to see her narrow her eyes, her gaze brimming with warning!
Last night, the instant Su Mo saw Third Senior Sister draw her sword, he had sobered up. Inwardly crying that he was done for, he immediately shouted, "This Shore and the Other Shore, I should be outside!"
After Third Senior Sister dressed and caught up with the fleeing Su Mo, she sealed his cultivation. Although she still could not bring herself to slash him with her sword, she had given him a thorough beating from head to toe before her anger subsided...
Su Mo immediately turned back, not daring to look at Third Senior Sister, and answered in a muffled voice, "It was too dark last night... I fell!"
Suspicion written all over his face, the Dean turned toward his third disciple, only to find her looking coldly back at him through narrowed eyes.
The Dean gave a dry cough and dared not ask any further.
"Today, I'll begin by teaching you the fundamentals of Confucian Dao Arts." The Dean sat down and began Su Mo's lesson.
"The Confucian Dao differs from all other Dao Arts..."
The Dean explained at an unhurried pace!
Listening with his swollen face, Su Mo found it more and more familiar. Wasn't this exactly what the 'Great Calamity' said last night? Were they using the same teaching materials?
"Other paths cultivate the self, while the Confucian Dao cultivates an understanding of Heaven and Earth’s Laws?" Su Mo asked cautiously, his face bruised and swollen.
The Dean paused at his words and looked at Su Mo as though he were a promising pupil.
"However, performing Confucian