Ying Huaixu walked out of the Preaching Institute, leaving a group of Outer Disciples staring at him as though they had seen a ghost.
"Junior Brother, did you just come out of the Preaching Institute?"
Ying Huaixu nodded.
The veteran Outer Sect disciple was puzzled.
"Was Senior Sister He not giving a lecture today?"
Ying Huaixu looked confused. "She was!"
The Outer Sect disciple couldn't understand. "She was? Then how did you come out in one piece?"
The question left Ying Huaixu rather bewildered.
"Was I not supposed to come out in one piece?"
The disciple couldn't help looking Ying Huaixu up and down.
"You don't know this, Junior Brother, but aside from being painful to listen to, the biggest problem with Senior Sister He's lectures is that most people who hear them suffer cultivation deviation. The Dao she teaches is a little too difficult to understand, and even if you understand it, it differs somewhat from ordinary cultivation methods!"
"If you really cultivate according to her lectures, something will probably go wrong!"
Ying Huaixu was dumbfounded.
Honestly, He Xixiang had babbled on about the Dao for ages, but Ying Huaixu hadn't taken in a single word. All he cared about was his experience points steadily increasing.
But that wasn't easy to explain.
In the end, Ying Huaixu could only say, "Could it be that the Great Dao Senior Sister taught was too obscure for me to understand, which is why I'm fine?"
"Though I can't say I'm completely fine. My head hurts a little now!"
The group of disciples understood at once.
Then the disciple looked at Ying Huaixu with some sympathy.
"You really were lucky, Junior Brother. I have some pills to help with sleep. Take them!"
With that, the disciple placed a porcelain pill bottle in Ying