The bewildering variety of situations completely overturned Chen Xin's understanding.
Before coming, he had been brimming with confidence.
It was only a practical combat class.
Fighting and killing never strayed far from their roots. What could have changed, even after ten thousand years?
He was absolutely capable of doing this job.
But only now did he fully wake up.
He had been outrageously wrong!
Faced with these unfamiliar methods, Chen Xin actually had no idea where to begin teaching.
Douluo Continent.
Tang Hao stared at the Soul Spirits docilely fighting alongside their partners, his body trembling slightly.
Soul Rings could actually summon Soul Spirits?
If he possessed this ability, and Ah Yin appeared when he released his Soul Ring...
Then would Ah Yin... be as good as still alive?
The two of them could stay together forever, never to part.
A sudden pain stabbed through Tang Hao's heart, and tears quietly filled his eyes.
Why?
Why had the art of Soul Spirits not existed back then?
Why had the Human Emperor not appeared sooner!
Why did my Ah Yin have to die!
He raised his head in hatred, intense resentment churning in his eyes.
Beside the practice field.
Another support-type teacher slowly stepped forward, looking puzzled.
"Teacher Chen Xin, why haven't you started teaching yet?"
"There's no rush. It's the first lesson. Let's see what they're made of first."
Chen Xin instantly came to his senses, forcibly suppressing his panic and keeping his expression composed.
"I see. You're a true professional, Teacher Chen Xin."
Suspecting nothing, the teacher smiled and nodded, then turned and stepped aside.
Chen Xin secretly heaved a great sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the identity the sky screen had given him made people overlook his odd behavior.
That was how he managed to bluff his way through.
Seriously, since the sky screen had brought them here, couldn't it have simply poured all the memories into their heads?
It just had to make them investigate on their own.
Chen Xin grumbled inwardly.
Once the lesson ended...
"Class dismissed!"
Chen Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that teaching was actually more exhausting than fighting.
No, I have to fill in my knowledge of this world's cultivation as soon as possible!
This observation lasts a whole month. That's far too long!
If I slip up one day, the consequences will be unthinkable!
With these thoughts in mind, he hurried away.
He did not have Tang San's luck, remaining safe and sound even after laying his cards on the table.
Filled with urgency, he had already resolved to cram knowledge of the Human Emperor's world as soon as he returned today.
Human Emperor Hall.
Ji Xuanyuan met the gaze of a white-haired, middle-aged man dressed in black armor.
"Have you made up your mind? Will you join my Human Emperor Hall?"
The man looked at him, threw back his head, and laughed. "Hahahahaha!"
His free, unrestrained laughter rang throughout the hall.
"With the sun and moon in my grasp, I pluck the stars; none in this world is my equal!"
"I am but a wisp of lingering consciousness. Whether I can represent my original self remains unknown."
"You helped me rebuild my body and recover to this extent. In terms of kindness, it is like granting me life anew. In terms of strength, yours has long since surpassed mine at my peak."
"What harm is there in me, Electrolux, pledging allegiance to you!"
Electrolux swept his hand, his blood-red cape billowing high behind him, and bowed deeply.
"Electrolux pays his respects to the Human Emperor!"
A satisfied smile flickered in Ji Xuanyuan's eyes.
A month earlier, he had sensed a wisp of divine consciousness entering this world by mistake and discovered that it was Electrolux.
The very same Undead Scourge.
The Holy Necromancer.
One of Huo Yuhao's add-ons, the man who would create Soul Spirits in the future.
He had drawn him here and healed his injuries. Now that the man had wisely pledged allegiance, his efforts had not been wasted.
"Good!"
"You have only just returned to life, and your body has yet to recover. Right now, you are only equivalent to a rank-99 Titled Douluo."
"In seven days, I will help you ascend to godhood."
"Go and wait for now."
"Thank you, Human Emperor!"
Electrolux nodded solemnly, bowed, and withdrew from the hall.
Not long after he left.
Soft footsteps sounded.
A graceful figure walked elegantly into the hall.
Ye Xishui wore a fitted white research coat, the fabric hugging her figure and outlining her exquisitely graceful curves.
Her skin surpassed snow, her features were delicate and alluring, and every step in her slender high heels swayed with grace.
Coolness mingled with sensuality, her face carrying a touch of mature languor.
"Xuanyuan, something strange has happened at the Research Institute recently..."
"I know. You don't need to concern yourself with it."
Ji Xuanyuan raised a hand to interrupt her, his tone casual.
Ye Xishui had long since grown accustomed to this and was not the least surprised.
Even before this, with Ji Xuanyuan's power, nothing that happened anywhere in the world could escape his eyes.
She was merely finding an opportunity to see him.
"Xuanyuan, you haven't come to see me in so long."
Ye Xishui lifted her eyes toward Ji Xuanyuan, the coolness in them fading into a hint of plaintive reproach.
Ji Xuanyuan raised an eyebrow and stood, reaching out to wrap an arm around her slender waist with a soft laugh.
"What a coincidence. I was just planning to find you."
He scooped Ye Xishui into his arms and strode toward the bedchamber within.
Ye Xishui's cheeks instantly flushed crimson. Flustered and shy, she hurriedly pressed her hands against his chest.
"Wait! Don't rush! Call Sister Bibi Dong and Sister Snow Girl over too!"
"Tsk! Fine!"
Ji Xuanyuan clicked his tongue. "So little skill, yet such a big appetite."
"That's only because you're too strong..."
Ye Xishui buried her head against his chest, her face flushed with embarrassment as she spoke softly.
Before long.
Nether God Bibi Dong slowly removed the disguise from her face, revealing an enchantingly beautiful countenance, her features seductive and brimming with charm.
The Snow Empress wore an ice-blue, flowing-cloud gown, her skin like ice and her bones like jade. Her face was cold and otherworldly, her whole bearing aloof and distant, untouched by mortal dust.
The two figures flew into the bedchamber, and the curtains fell softly, shutting out the world beyond.
Three days later.
The bedchamber doors slowly opened, and Ji Xuanyuan emerged feeling refreshed and invigorated.
Inside.
The three women lay on the bed, exhausted all over, without even the strength to lift a hand.
He had cultivated for three days.
Yet Ji Xuanyuan's strength had barely increased, and his heart remained calm.
His individual cultivation had already reached the point where it could advance no further.
This world could only push him to the God King level. To break through further, he would ultimately have to rely on world fusion.
This was also a drawback of the Human Emperor's Path.
Human Emperor Academy, Training Ground.
Whoosh!
A sharp throwing knife of Soul Power shot through the air and pierced the target precisely.
Feng Xiaotian clenched his fist and shouted excitedly.
"I did it!"
In just four days.
He had mastered the Universal Soul Skill Technique, "Flying Knife"!
The teacher beside him stared fixedly at Feng Xiaotian, his face filled with shock.
"You... you actually mastered it in four days?!"
"Good, wonderful!"
The teacher hurried forward, beside himself with excitement.
"From today onward, I will personally guide your cultivation!"
"With your talent, you may have a chance to study in Human Emperor City in the future!"
"It's a pity you wasted so many of your early years. Otherwise, your aptitude alone would have guaranteed your admission to the Human Emperor First Academy. Now, you can only do your best to aim for the Second Academy."
The surrounding students gathered around, their faces filled with envy.
Feng Xiaotian was in excellent spirits.
He curled his lips smugly, inwardly dismissive.
The Second Academy?
Heh.
I have Innate Full Soul Power. At the very least, I should be joining the First Academy.
Douluo Continent, the Speed Clan.
Tang San watched Feng Xiaotian master the Soul Skill Technique, resentment in his eyes.
He had watched the sky screen day and night, trying repeatedly, yet he still had not succeeded.
Feng Xiaotian had actually mastered it before him!
It must be because he had a teacher guiding him every step of the way!
By contrast, he himself...
Although he had also practiced along with the sky screen, no one pointed out his problems. He could only grope his way forward alone.
Just then, Ma Hongjun suddenly shouted in shock.
"This is bad! Xiao Wu is in danger!"
Xiao Wu?
Tang San's heart tightened, and he abruptly looked up at the sky screen.
In the scene from Peerless Tang Sect, green poisonous mist filled the sky and shrouded every direction, blotting out the heavens and the sun.
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