A World Worth Protecting

by Stayrr

By the year 3029 CE, Earth’s technology has developed rapidly, borders no longer exist, and Earth has been unified, marking the beginning of the era of the Federation. At that time, a huge sword flew from the heavens, piercing the sun and causing a huge sensation on Earth. Perhaps because the scabbard of the sword was already in tatters, countless shards have broken off from it f

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Chapter 21: Call Daddy!

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As the crowd booed, the stout man who had his finger bent by Wang Baole quivered. His eyes were filled with tears; the pain from having his finger bent was truly heart-wrenching. It was driving him mad.

The pain was difficult to describe. It felt like all his strength had been drained as an excruciating agony pulsed through his finger like waves. It left his scalp tingling, and he began to hate the fact that he even had fingers.

This experience made his hate intensify, but he did not dare reveal any of it. His body could not help but conform with Wang Baole's motions, afraid that a slight tug from Wang Baole would break his finger.

However, he could not resist feeling a deep sense of indignation. After all, anyone would definitely feel extremely disgruntled if they had their fingers bent while in combat. If he could have gotten away with it, he would have bitten down on Wang Baole's flesh, but now that his finger was in Wang Baole's hand, all he could do was curse inwardly at Wang Baole's shamelessness. He nearly cracked his teeth from forcefully clenching his jaw as he immediately begged for mercy.

"Let go, please. It hurts… I… I admit defeat!"

"Admitting defeat makes you a good child." Wang Baole did not think of himself as a merciless bastard. Feeling deeply satisfied, he released the finger and left the arena while the man had an aggrieved look of fury.

With a pleasant feeling, Wang Baole felt like he had vented most of the feelings he had from being tortured by the senior sparring partner. That feeling made him find the freestyle fight club excellent.

It's not your fault losing to my best move. You can only blame me for being too strong. Wang Baole sighed. He looked as though he was invincible. Had the fatty forgotten the tragic cries he had let out back when his fingers were bent? Clearly, by feeling completely at ease and delighted, he had automatically overlooked the tragic state he had been in while practicing that move.

If gazes could kill, Wang Baole must have had his heart pierced a thousand times by the stout man so as to nullify the hate stemming from having his finger bent.

The moment Wang Baole stepped out of the arena, the surrounding spectators immediately booed incessantly. However, all of that was automatically ignored by Wang Baole.

In his excitement, he happily began searching for other arenas, and soon, he found one. After watching it for a moment, he stepped forward.

His opponent was a very arrogant youth. Upon noticing Wang Baole's impending challenge, he immediately said coldly, "Report your name!"

Wang Baole blinked and didn't answer immediately. He knew that the youth was very fast and agile after watching him. He believed that it would take some time if his opponent kept fleeing. Hence, the best solution was to get his opponent to come forward of his own initiative. When he heard that, a glint flashed faintly in his eyes as he took on a humble stance and cupped his fists to bow.

"I am…"

Before Wang Baole finished his sentence, the youth's eyes flashed as a contemptuous scoff escaped the corner of his mouth. He leaped up and whistled over at an extremely fast speed. He arrived in front of Wang Baole in an instant as he threw a punch.

"Trying to use tricks on me?" Wang Baole's eyes lit up. Not only did he not dodge, he even took one sudden step forward. He slammed toward the incoming youth like a mountain as he roared.

"Come on, fight me head on if you have what it takes!"

The youth sneered. He took a few steps that looked like missteps, but they miraculously avoided Wang Baole and appeared behind him.

"You are so fat. What's more, you are giving me Spirit Stones for free. It must be hard on you." As the youth ridiculed Wang Baole, he threw a right punch at his back.

Before the punch connected, a suction force was emitted by Wang Baole, causing the youth's figure to momentarily jolt under its influence. As the youth's expression changed in shock, Wang Baole turned around instantly. His right hand had a stronger suction force as he snatched his hand forward and grabbed the youth's finger. With a smug smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, he yanked it upwards as he roared, "Kneel!"

A tragic cry came out of the youth's mouth as his body instantly turned limp. He felt an unprecedented pain when Wang Baole roared. As though he had lost control of his body, he subconsciously plopped to the ground kneeling.

"Let go. It hurts; it really hurts!"

Wang Baole glared at the youth. "I hate people who are up to devious tricks. Quickly admit defeat and call me Daddy!"

The youth was pushed to the brink of insanity as he was about to swear. However, the moment Wang Baole used some strength, the youth's voice immediately turned into an even shriller cry as he quickly yelled, "Daddy! Daddy, I was wrong! I admit defeat!"

Wang Baole only felt a comfortable rush as he released his hand with rapturous laughter. He left the arena feeling pleased with himself, and he began searching for his next sparring partner.

The youth in the arena rubbed his finger as he glared furiously at Wang Baole's back. He gnashed his teeth but was helpless. He was simply unable to curb the sense of indignation in him.

This battle had been noticed by the surrounding crowd. Gradually, it attracted the attention of those in the vicinity. There were even some who had seen Wang Baole's two successive battles. Their expressions turned odd.

"Did this fatty come here to bend fingers?"

"That's just too sick. He bends fingers the moment he attacks…"

Wang Baole began his third battle under the watchful eyes of the small crowd. It continued to his third, fourth, and fifth battles. He became more excited the more he fought. His movements became more practiced. From needing some time to bend fingers in the beginning, he could eventually bend a finger accurately in an instant, no matter who his opponent was, once they attacked him.

During this period of time… there were a series of tragic cries coming from the club.

"Heavens, let go!"

"It hurts. It hurts too much!"

"Rabbit, you are shameless. If you have what it takes, don't you bend our fingers!"

"Let go… Daddy, I was wrong. I admit defeat…"

The freestyle fight club no longer felt the same with Wang Baole's appearance. As tragic cries ensued, more and more people paid attention to Wang Baole. The hubbub and discussions spread everywhere, attracting the attention of more people.

"How shameless. He's just too crafty!"

"This fat rabbit doesn't look weak, but why does he enjoy bending fingers and making people call him Daddy?"

"Darn it, he doesn't even spare the fingers of women."

As people discussed the matter furiously, Wang Baole walked out the arena with his hands behind his back. Under the angry gazes of the crowd, he walked with his head held high and his chest puffed out in search for his next sparring partner. He was unafraid since he knew the rules of the fight club.

However, having caused quite a commotion, the expressions of many people in the various arenas would change the moment they saw him. They would immediately close their arenas. This left Wang Baole somewhat depressed. Soon, however, Wang Baole excitedly took out his identity token that had been given to him by the fight club.

There were several challenge notifications. It left Wang Baole in high spirits as he rushed back to his arena. There were already hundreds of people around it. Quite a number of them were familiar faces. They were his past opponents, such as the youth and the first man from before.

When they saw Wang Baole return, all of them glared at him angrily.

"Oh, it's you guys. No rush, your turn will come. To be honest, I understand what all of you are feeling." Wang Baole laughed out loud as he greeted them and went into the arena. The moment he entered, the youth who had tried to pull a ruse but ended up calling him 'Daddy' rushed forward.

"Rabbit, I challenge you!" With that said, the youth used his astounding speed to charge at Wang Baole. He was disgruntled about his loss since he had not been prepared. He was determined to not have his finger bent this time!

However, it only took a few more seconds before his tragic cries echoed throughout the arena.

"Daddy, I was wrong. I admit defeat!"

Wang Baole had bent the youth's finger with a wistful look. He looked at the youth, impressed by his intelligence, before letting go.

However, just after the youth walked out of the arena, he clenched his teeth and turned around before anyone else entered. He charged in again, his eyes bloodshot.

"Again!" He was feeling extremely disgruntled. Although the bending of fingers was painful, he felt that as a student of Ethereal Dao College's Combat faculty, he had to seek revenge. Amid his roar, he changed his strategy. Instead of using his hands, he used his feet.

Clearly, he had underestimated Wang Baole. Soon, his finger was located by Wang Baole as his tragic cries reverberated everywhere.

"Daddy, I was at fault."

In the end, even Wang Baole was shocked. The youth resembled the former him greatly. He would charge in, again and again, moments after admitting defeat. His eyes ended up crimson red as though he wanted to bite someone. Even Wang Baole found it quite frightening.

The crowd around him increased in number as it reached more than a thousand. The people who had their fingers bent by Wang Baole gnashed their teeth in hate. They despised him greatly.

"Shameless, way too shameless!"

"This fat rabbit only knows how to bend fingers. I'm willing to offer one Spirit Stone to whoever takes him down!"

With these people's angry roars, the crowd increased in size as it became even rowdier.

The youth did not let up, but each attempt inevitably ended in him shouting 'Daddy'.

In the end, all ten fingers of the youth had turned purple. He was taken out of the arena on a stretcher looking as though life held nothing for him. Soon, others stepped forward to challenge Wang Baole. They were of all genders and ages.

Much later, a petite girl wearing a kitten's mask ran off in tears after having her finger bent. The surrounding crowd erupted in outrage as a result.

"I can't take it. He actually bent the finger of my beloved Cat Goddess. What a f*ker!"

"I'm still willing to give a Spirit Stone to any expert who can beat the living crap out of that fat rabbit! If you can take off his mask, I'll add on another Spirit Stone!"

Wang Baole looked at the unrestrained crowd outside and instantly shuddered in fear. He quickly closed his arena. Standing there, he coughed dryly and felt that it would be a little embarrassing to show his fear. He patted himself on his tummy.

"That's it for today; I won't continue. The opponents are so weak that it's meaningless." Wang Baole shook his head with a sigh. As the surrounding crowd produced even louder roars of anger, he calmly shouted, "Return."

As the platform sank, he slowly returned to his chamber, which isolated him from the uproar outside.

This club is quite a nice place. Wang Baole heaved a sigh of relief after entering the chamber. Excitement rose up in his chest again as he took off his mask, feeling pleased. He kept the mask close to his chest as he briskly ran down the passageway. When he came out of the door, he was already on the first level.

The moment he walked out, he heard angry bellows from the crowd.

"Who's Rabbit? Do you dare come out?"

"Darn fat rabbit. If you have what it takes, reveal your identity and let us fight here!"

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Chapter 22: It's Crushed…

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The din was deafening. There were even many who appeared out of the second level's exit. All of them were surveying their surroundings with ferocious looks, hoping to find traces of Wang Baole.

This scene immediately left Wang Baole alarmed. He was not afraid of a single person, but if it was a legion…

Wang Baole blinked. He felt that it was not embarrassing to cower in front of a legion of people. Thankfully, the club had people of all shapes and sizes. He was not the only fat one present, nor was he very conspicuous. Wang Baole quickly left the club and returned to Ethereal Dao College.

The crowd failed to find Fat Rabbit in the club and burned with aggrieved anger. They clenched their teeth, resolving to teach Fat Rabbit a good lesson the next time he came.

However, not everyone visited the fight club daily. Similarly, there were too many people in the club. After all, its clientele was made up of everyone who liked fighting in Ethereal City.

Therefore, although there were many people who had witnessed Wang Baole's dominating actions that day, few people noticed him in the beginning when he came again three days later.

Even if there were some, they were few in number, and the news did not spread. This allowed Wang Baole to visit the fight club every other day. Every time he went there, he would begin as an unknown during his first battle and rapidly develop to the point of driving everyone spectating mad. Slowly, after visiting the fight club more than ten times, the legend of the fat rabbit who bent fingers slowly spread despite his attempts at maintaining a low profile.

"I heard that a fat rabbit who loves bending the fingers of others appeared in the club!"

"The rumors mention a fat rabbit who is extremely evil. When he fights others, all he sees is their fingers!"

"I even heard that the bastard is quite nasty. If he isn't able to bend fingers the entire time, he will not even spare his opponent's toes!"

All sorts of rumors and discussions constantly spread within the club. It did not reach a point where everyone knew of the fat rabbit, but eventually, the moment Wang Baole appeared, he would instantly gain an audience. It even reached the point where Wang Baole realized that people paid attention to every entrance on the first floor.

Not only that, he had also learned from others that people had organized themselves into a Rabbit Annihilation Alliance. This left him astounded. Thankfully, he was already very skilled in finger bending from fighting hundreds of times. He felt that he needed to keep a low profile and decided to end his training.

These people are too unreasonable. Since it's a freestyle fight club, why must they be so agitated? I'm not bending fingers but practicing my twisting technique! Wang Baole was peeved. In fact, he had been entering the Hallucination realm nearly every day to fight the senior sparring partner. He would only head for the club after being tortured to a certain extent.

This cycle not only allowed him to vent his stress, it could also increase his technique greatly. He went from completely not being the senior sparring partner's match—with him being instantly taken down—to being able to resist him for quite some time.

This improvement gave Wang Baole hope. Although he did not dare head to the fight club, Wang Baole continued training by himself and, with some confidence, took a deep breath before opening the Hallucination realm.

The biting cold wind and the fluttering snowflakes encased the area in ice. The familiar surroundings made Wang Baole hold his breath and focus. He looked at the sparring partner that slowly materialized nearby, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. Over the months of fighting the senior sparring partner, he had become somewhat infuriated from having his fingers bent countless times.

"This time, I'll definitely make you admit defeat!" Wang Baole loosened his arms for a moment as his aura instantly changed. It was staggeringly sharp!

If Wang Baole was said to have been an inchoate sword in the past, the present him had rapidly metamorphosed after numerous battles in the club, turning him into a sharp, unsheathed sword.

Although he was not extremely rich in combat experience, he had long exceeded his former self.

The instant the senior sparring partner appeared, Wang Baole's speed rose suddenly. He instantly jumped forward and appeared beside his opponent, raising his right hand to grab forward.

The senior sparring partner had the same expression as usual. He did not retreat and instead advanced. The suction force in him suddenly emanated as he grabbed at Wang Baole. Almost at the instant they were about to touch, a glint flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. He released his suction force as an invisible vortex appeared between the two of them. As they tugged at each other, they collided.

With a bang, Wang Baole retreated a few steps. The senior sparring partner was no different. No one was able to gain the upper hand when the suction forces were unleashed.

Wang Baole's eyes wore a look of excitement. He rapidly approached once again, and soon, he began exchanging blows with the senior sparring partner in the Hallucination realm.

He was fast, but so was the senior sparring partner. Gradually, their figures meshed together. They would blast backward when the suction force reached its limit each time. It caused the surrounding snow to rapidly fly toward them before violently scattering outwards.

Others would definitely have been alarmed if they were to see this scene. In fact, Wang Baole's battle with the senior sparring partner had surpassed the level of Physical Seal. Even a Pulse Enrichment expert would be surprised by this battle.

In fact, what they were competing in was, more importantly, the control of their suction forces other than their speed and bodily strength. This demanded minute control, with the need to be adjusted all the time. Only with different release frequencies would the desired effects be achieved.

Not only that, the suction force was not only directed from the palm, but from the entire body. This resulted in many variations when it came to battle strategy. Thus, the need to judge their opponent's battle strategy and lure their opponent into a trap developed in the duo's battle.

As the sounds of their clashes shook the surroundings, time slowly passed. Soon, five minutes passed. Wang Baole was already panting heavily, but his eyes were filled with excitement. He had not had his finger bent by the senior sparring partner up to his point. It made him very confident.

"It's time to end this. Senior sparring partner, I'll let you have a taste of how awesome it feels to have your finger bent!" Wang Baole roared with laughter. The instant the senior sparring partner approached, his eyes emitted a strange glint. All his sweat pores instantly sealed shut as he used a technique at the Physical Seal realm.

Immediately, the world inside and outside his body seemed isolated from each other, forming two separate worlds. At the same time, the devouring seed began releasing a maniacal suction force under his control. It instantly reached its maximum strength as his body trembled. Unknowingly, he had even slimmed down a little as though his body shape had changed.

By sealing his physical body, the suction force was unable to fully permeate his body; this resulted in a vacuum. The instant the senior sparring partner came in front of him, Wang Baole roared. He removed his Physical Seal realm instantly, and the suction that was brewing in strength was unleashed at full force.

Amid the booms, the surrounding wind and snow surged over. The senior sparring partner clearly did not expect this move from Wang Baole. His body was finally under the suction force's influence when it came close, causing him to stumble a little.

This slight misstep gave Wang Baole a chance. In his maniacal laughter, he took one step forward and landed in front of the senior sparring partner. His right hand grabbed his finger like lightning, and with his excitement and stirring feelings, he yanked it upwards ruthlessly!

"Kneel down and call me daddy!"

The senior sparring partner's body jolted, and just as he was about to kneel down, a black glint flashed in his eyes. The glint was identical to the light in the black mask. Simultaneously, a fleeting smile tugged at the corners of the senior sparring partner's mouth. He raised his other hand rapidly, pressing down on Wang Baole's wrist firmly.

Not only did he manage to stand up straight by pressing down, his suppressive force made Wang Baole cry out. His palm immediately lost its strength as he failed to grab his opponent's finger. His suction force had, for some unknown reason, been severed instantly.

Just that alone could be ignored, but when the senior sparring partner got up, he rapidly raised his right foot and… kicked Wang Baole in the crotch.

A cry more tragic than any before erupted from Wang Baole; it was sharp and ear-piercing. People who had never experienced this before could never imagine such a cry.

Wang Baole even felt that he had heard a crack. His mind instantly went blank, overwhelmed by the unprecedented pain. It left him crying tragically as he lost all his strength. He rolled around on the ground, his hands at his crotch.

Wang Baole was almost in tears. Cold sweat drenched his shirt. Even the cold winds were unable to make him feel cold. His entire being was on the brink of insanity. He was whimpering in pain with a voice that had a different tone to usual. "They're crushed. Heavens, they're crushed."

The senior sparring partner did not continue. He stood by the side, watching Wang Baole without any expression. Only after some time, when the intense pain had somewhat eased, was Wang Baole able to quickly pull open his pants with a pale expression. He heaved a sigh of relief when he looked down. However, the lingering fear in his expression turned more intense.

"Shameless! Despicable!" Wang Baole looked up and clenched his teeth. The hate he had for the senior sparring partner was indescribable. He had been filled with confidence and believed that he could finally turn the tables, but he had never imagined that the senior sparring partner would have such a despicable move.

He wished to continue sparring with him but was too afraid. He even wished to protect his crotch, but he realized that he could not do it in the Hallucination realm. It appeared that there was something different after the senior sparring partner changed.

Finally, Wang Baole left the Hallucination realm extremely depressed. He struggled outside for a long while. On the one hand, he would have to experience the excruciating pain if he continuing the sparring, and on the other hand, there was his anticipation of becoming Head Prefect. Finally, the latter won over the former, and with a loud roar, Wang Baole entered the Hallucination realm again.

His tragic cries would occasionally echo throughout the Hallucination realm. Every time, Wang Baole would feel as though his crown jewels… had been crushed.

Half a month later, his mind was in a mess, almost to the point of going crazy. Even when he walked through the Dao College, he would instinctively cover his crotch when anyone gave him a glance.

All of this left him burning in a depressive anger. He aimed his sights once again… at the freestyle fight club.

I want to engage in real combat!

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Chapter 23: Shameless Fat Rabbit

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Wang Baole did not particularly want to go to the freestyle fight club. He did not wish to maintain a high profile, but he had no other choice. The junior sparring partner… never reacted no matter how hard he kicked, perhaps a result of its construction.

He found this unfair and was also driven crazy by this revelation. Therefore, he placed his sights once again on the fight club.

Don't anyone provoke me! Wang Baole, who had been kicked in the crotch for half a month repeatedly, was fuming with anger. He left the Dao College with a belligerent attitude. After stepping into the club, he found a door and entered after settling the simple administrative matters.

Soon, he appeared on the second level's arena with his rabbit mask donned. Despite half a month having passed, he still attracted the attention of others and was quickly recognized. The club's second level was thrown into an uproar.

"It's the finger-bending Fat Rabbit!"

"Fat Rabbit is here! This shameless bastard has finally appeared!"

"Finger-bending Fat Rabbit is in the house!"

The hubbub spread as many people immediately took out their voice transmission items. Many places in Ethereal City, where people were busy at work, received the news.

For example, in an upscale district in Ethereal City, there was a huge, extensive manor garden. It was clearly very expensive to own a manor garden in one of the seventeen main cities of the Federation. In the garden, two beauties were sparring.

The younger beauty looked sixteen. She had reached the Physical Seal realm in Ancient Martial Arts, and she was dressed in loose training attire. Her plaited hair was moving along with her body's actions. Her pink skin was extremely smooth and tender, dripping with the rolling sweat. The woman sparring with her looked a little older. She was in her twenties, but she was more beautiful. She was dressed in tight clothes and had beautiful facial features. Her cultivation level exceeded the Physical Seal realm, at the early stages of the Pulse Enrichment realm.

"Sis, you are finally back. You don't know how shameless that darn Fat Rabbit is! It's so embarrassing to have such a person remain in our club!" The young beauty clenched her teeth as she tried to get her breathing under control. Perhaps Wang Baole could not remember her as she was one of the hundreds of challengers he had faced, but he had left a deep impression on her, the girl who had worn the kitten mask.

Upon hearing her younger sister's words, the older beauty laughed. Just as she was about to console her, the young beauty's voice transmission ring trembled. She came to a halt and immediately widened her almond-shaped eyes after hearing the transmission.

"Sis, Fat Rabbit has appeared. You have to help me and teach him a lesson!"

Meanwhile, in a training chamber of the Combat faculty in Ethereal Dao College's Lower Academy Island, there was a youth beating a humanoid wooden puppet with brutal savageness. The wooden puppet was clearly custom made. Ignoring its fat shape, it wore a rabbit mask that was similar to Wang Baole's.

"How dare you make me call you Daddy. I'll beat you to death!"

As he fought, the youth suddenly stopped and looked at his voice transmission ring. His eyes lit up as he looked up and roared with laughter.

"Fat Rabbit, I'll make you call me Daddy this time!"

Many similar scenes happened in various places throughout Ethereal City. Countless figures rushed from every corner of the city to the club. The clamorous discussions in the club kept growing. There was a huge crowd around Wang Baole's arena, with people from other arenas even giving up their fights to rush over.

In the hour after Wang Baole's arrival, he had already encountered more than ten challengers. All of them had their fingers bent as they cried tragically and admitted defeat while calling Wang Baole Daddy.

Wang Baole was also very depressed. His opponents were too weak, and he could instantly defeat them by bending fingers. There was no need for him to use his crotch-kicking killer blow; he had not had a chance of using it yet.

If he had forcibly used it, it would have failed to achieve the effects of a sparring partner. This frustrated Wang Baole as he looked at the crowd around him. He proudly puffed up his chest and said indifferently, "Is there anyone with a bit more skill? All of you are too weak!"

The moment he said that, the crowd became even more furious. They already found Wang Baole shameless, and now, they were being mocked. All of them immediately raised their voices.

"Fat Rabbit, don't bend fingers if you are so capable!"

"That's right. If you have what it takes, fight us with your fist!"

Wang Baole glared at the crowd when he heard them.

"You people only know how to shout. If you have what it takes, don't be a coward. Come on up if you are that great."

Wang Baole's response was like pouring gas onto a flame. It caused the crowd to explode as their shouts formed sound waves that permeated the surroundings. Even the club's staff rapidly ran over to guard the vicinity, afraid that it would devolve into chaos.

Wang Baole was given a fright as well, but he calmed down when he saw the staff. He stood there and continued provoking the crowd. Sweat beads covered the staff as they smiled wryly. It was rare for such a scene to happen in the club. Furthermore, the average person did not possess the ability to make so many people shout so agitatedly.

Wang Baole could not be bothered with that. He raised the number of Spirit Stones needed to challenge him to twenty Spirit Stones. This number immediately eliminated a large number of weaklings, preventing many from entering the arena without thought.

As Wang Baole became impatient from waiting while he considered lowering the number of Spirit Stones, a voice suddenly boomed from outside the arena.

"Fat Rabbit, your daddy is here to challenge you!" As the voice rang out, everyone immediately looked over. Wang Baole glanced out of curiosity and immediately saw a familiar youth. He was walking over briskly with arrogance and confidence.

The youth was dressed in white combat clothing. He had a peak Physical Seal aura that was not concealed in any way. Not only that, he had even brought equipment with him. They were two specially tailored gloves!

The two gloves were tightly worn on his fists, completely protecting his fingers. It made it impossible for others to grab and bend his fingers.

The youth was feeling extremely complacent while he wore the gloves. He strode forward and ran straight for the arena amid the excited cheers of the crowd.

"It's Lu Zihao from Ethereal Dao College's Combat faculty!"

"Fat Rabbit has bent his fingers numerous times in the past. He prepared special gloves this time. Well done!"

"Haha, it looks like there are quite a number of clever people. With the gloves, Fat Rabbit's finger-bending technique is rendered useless automatically!"

Amid the crowd's excitement, Wang Baole deliberately took a look at the youth's specially tailored gloves. He coughed and took a few steps back, as though he was bracing himself for a powerful opponent.

Upon seeing Wang Baole's reaction, the youth became even more excited as he directly leaped into the arena.

"Fat Rabbit, all you are capable of is bending fingers. You will definitely lose this time!" The youth laughed loudly, but he did not underestimate Wang Baole. He charged forward with astounding speed, dashing straight for Wang Baole.

He had practiced the same scenario for a long time in the Dao College's training chambers. He was confident that he could quickly make Fat Rabbit know the might of his Savage Wind Fist, which he had trained arduously.

"As expected of a Combat faculty student!"

"This stance of his is enough to make him the cream of the crop among those at the Physical Seal realm!"

"This battle will be good. Fat Rabbit is finished!"

The crowd watched with excitement, prepared to see an impressive battle unfold. The situation in the arena changed instantly as Wang Baole retreated a few steps back. When the youth approached him, Wang Baole suddenly took a few steps forward. His right hand raised up, but instead of bending fingers, he pressed down on the youth's wrist.

Especially with the suction force from his palm being so fast, the youth found it difficult to dodge. His wrist was directly grabbed by Wang Baole as his joints were twisted!

This pressure resulted in a pain no weaker than the bending of fingers. It instantly surged through the youth's body as he held back from screaming. Just as he was about to retaliate, an astounding suction force spread, causing his movements to slow, as if trapped in a quagmire. Wang Baole's surroundings seemed to become a kind of domain due to his control of the suction force!

This slowness only happened for an instant. If Wang Baole had employed other methods, it would have been a waste of the opportunity, unless he could subdue his opponent in one strike, since his opponent could recover.

But the twisting technique… was all about defeating the enemy with one strike!

This technique was, in essence, about allowing the weak to defeat the strong!

Instantly, Wang Baole pressed down on the youth's wrist and used the instant when he was occupied by the pain of having his joints twisted, kicking out his right foot with an incredible speed, straight for the youth's crotch.

"Call me Daddy!" Wang Baole growled deeply, but he still held back. Despite that, the youth widened his eyes when his foot landed. The color in his face went from a normal shade to a stark white before quickly turning red. Finally, it became purple as the pitch of the voice escaping from his lips changed into an extremely sharp cry.

"O… O… Ouch…" The youth cried in pain as he collapsed to the ground while clasping his crotch. He instinctively shouted as tears flowed down his cheeks. The clasping of his crotch made all the surrounding men draw a grasp as they instinctively covered their crotches.

What had happened was too impactful for men. It was very easy for them to identify with the pain, leaving all their scalps tingling. Even the surrounding guards drew a cold gasp of air.

Perhaps due to them being able to identify with the pain, soon, the angry roars exceeded those from before. They erupted in an unprecedented manner.

"How shameless! If you have what it takes, permit those in the Pulse Enrichment realm to challenge you!"

"Darn it. He actually kicks crotches. I offer thirty Spirit Stones to anyone who takes off Fat Rabbit's mask! I want to know who he is!"

Amid the crowd's din, Wang Baole watched the youth struggle to crawl out the arena with pity. He knew his opponent's pain acutely and also felt a lot more comfortable.

"Is no one challenging me?" Wang Baole coughed dryly as he looked at the crowd. The freestyle fight club's challenge rules allowed for one to set a realm higher. However, Wang Baole obviously did not do so. He restricted it to a realm below the Pulse Enrichment realm.

When news of him kicking crotches spread, the contemptuous voices increased around him. However, the number of people who challenged him was noticeably lower. The crowd might have felt indignant about his bending of fingers, but crotch-kicking… left a chill in everyone's heart. None of them dared challenge him frivolously.

Wang Baole was being too ostentatious at the moment. He stood by the side of the area and began mocking the onlookers just like before.

"To think that no one in such a large club dares to fight me! How disappointing!"

Slowly, there were some who could not tolerate Wang Baole and stepped up disgruntledly. Half a day passed as tragic cries reverberated constantly. Wang Baole's crotch-kicking technique was also constantly honed as he became more skilled in it.

As for the atmosphere on the second floor, it reached a whole new level. It forced the club to increase the number of guards. Many cameras were facing that arena like the club was facing a terrifying enemy.

In the club's security room on the third floor, there were even quite a number of people bracing themselves for more trouble. They were paying close attention to the situation, afraid that it would devolve into something uncontrollable.

"This darn Fat Rabbit. If I possessed the authority, even I would want to see who this bastard is!" A few Pulse Enrichment experts gritted their teeth while inside the security room.

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Chapter 24: I Won't Fight You

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There was a rowdy din throughout the fight club's second floor. Angry and aggrieved roars boomed incessantly in waves as the atmosphere was punctuated by all sorts of contemptuous voices.

"Shameless Fat Rabbit. All you do is bully us at the Physical Seal realm. If you've got guts, permit challengers at the Pulse Enrichment realm to enter your arena!"

"That's right. How can you consider yourself capable when all you do is bully us at the Physical Seal realm? I'm unconvinced!"

Those who tragically had their crotches kicked, as well as their close friends and relatives, cursed the loudest.

Wang Baole was also very disgruntled hearing them.

"I'm at the Physical Seal realm. What do you mean I'm bullying those at the Physical Seal realm? Stop shouting, come on up and fight!"

Perhaps, Wang Baole's crotch-kicking was too visual; it resulted in fewer people daring to challenge him. But now, Wang Baole's skill at bending fingers and kicking out of the blue was improving with practice.

He did not realize that he seemed to have an innate talent for that form of battling. In the end, he was able to create his own moves and kick crotches in different ways.

At times, he would kick from the front or from the side, and at other times, from below. He even stretched his leg out from the back and curled his foot back…

As Wang Baole delivered various styles of crotch-kicking, the crowd cursed, but their hearts chilled. They identified with the pain more acutely as their crotches seemed to ache. The denouncement and curses only increased.

If someone was thin-skinned, they might have been drowned by the denouncement, but Wang Baole was a thick-skinned person to begin with, even so when he was wearing a mask.

All of this made him feel like a fish in water. He felt he could let himself go, and his mocking skills were ever improving.

"Is there anyone who wants to challenge me?

"You, you were shouting quite loudly just now. Didn't you say I shouldn't bend fingers? Come, I guarantee you that I will not bend a single finger!"

Just as Wang Baole was smugly issuing a challenge, a woman's voice was suddenly heard. Even in the rowdy club, it clearly reached the arena.

"I'll spar with you." Although it was a woman's voice, it sounded very sonorous and powerful. Accompanying the voice, the crowd rapidly parted to form a path.

Gazes instantly landed on that open path where two women were walking over. They were two beauties of different ages. The young beauty was dressed in a training robe, and she wore a kitten mask. The older beauty did not wear a mask. She had excellent features, and her attire was captivating. It showcased her curvaceous body, allowing her entire being to suffuse stunning beauty.

Especially with her wavy hair, it made her exude charm. The fighting spirit in her eyes made her look like a wild panther. It attracted every man who fixed their sights on her as their hearts raced.

Even more stunning was her aura. It was not at the Physical Seal realm but at the… Pulse Enrichment realm!

The Blood Qi realm had tremendous amounts of Blood Qi, which resulted in a leak. Physical Seal was like sealing one's body, allowing one's strength to converge. However, it was difficult to maintain it for long and energy would eventually disperse.

The last of the Ancient Martial realms was Pulse Enrichment. All meridians in the body were sealed shut, allowing one to maintain peak performance for prolonged periods of time. Every sliver of strength could be pushed to the extreme, and it could be considered the pinnacle of body and soul. They were no different from humanoid killing machines.

Her appearance immediately caused the surroundings to burst out in exclamation.

"It's the young mistress of the club, Zhou Lu!"

"Haha, Fat Rabbit is in trouble. This is Zhou Lu. The club is run by her family. She abhors evil and has used her authority to expel the vile before. I heard that she attends White Deer Dao College and is graduating very soon. I have even heard that the military has offered her a job."

"Goddess. She's my goddess!"

As the woman walked over, the breaths of the surrounding people hastened. Many burning eyes were fixated on Zhou Lu, making her the focus of all.

Wang Baole blinked. He did not know who she was, but after hearing the exclamations from the crowd, he immediately got an understanding of her background, leaving him shocked. This was especially when he heard that her cultivation level exceeded the Physical Seal realm, leaving Wang Baole wary.

He was there to find a sparring partner, not to be beaten to a pulp. He swept his gaze, and before Zhou Lu arrived in front of the glass barrier of his arena, he gave a light cough.

"Sorry. I only accept challenges from those below the Pulse Enrichment realm. Young lady, your cultivation has exceeded the requirement. I won't fight you.

"Besides, my killer blows are too powerful. Once they are unleashed, it will put me in a difficult position since you are a girl.

"So, let's forget it. I'm tired already and shall be leaving." Wang Baole immediately felt that the speech he delivered was perfect. He had not exposed his age and had also rejected her. Nor did he appear cowardly. After he was done with his words, he sighed with regret as he held his hands behind his back and walked toward the exit.

Everyone immediately booed. The beauty who wore a kitten's mask dressed in a training costume glared at Wang Baole as she shouted with the crowd.

"You want to leave?" At that moment, Zhou Lu, who was standing outside the glass barrier, had a contemptuous look in her eyes. She abhorred evil, and she felt that it was her responsibility to expel a vile person who did shameless acts like bending fingers from the club.

Furthermore, he had bullied her younger sister. How could she spare him? She raised her right hand and produced a purple jade card. She pressed it on the glass barrier, and immediately, the sealed arena opened!

This scene immediately left the crowd excited.

"Sis Authority has used her authority again. Haha!"

"This Fat Rabbit is in deep shit now."

Cheers filled the second floor. As for the crowd in the security room on the third floor, they shook their heads helplessly.

Wang Baole was similarly given a shock. He rapidly took a few steps back and looked at Zhou Lu, who entered his arena, with widened eyes. Her Pulse Enrichment aura left his eyes constricted. He wanted to curse, finding the club too shameless, for he had never expected this to happen. He rapidly retreated as he yelled, "I'm a customer. The customer is king. You cannot hit me… I will complain!"

As Wang Baole said those words, the surrounding security turned hesitant. The experts stationed in the security room on the third floor were rendered helpless as well. It was not the first time they had seen the young mistress do such a thing. They knew that, even if they did stop her, they just needed to delay their arrival.

"Go ahead and complain. It's not like this is the first time I've received complaints." In the arena, Zhou Lu's eyes were filled with arrogance. She was confident she would be able to teach the Fat Rabbit a lesson that he would remember before the club stopped her. A glint flashed in her eyes as her early-stage Pulse Enrichment cultivation instantly erupted. Her speed increased to its limits as she charged at Wang Baole.

When she heard the surrounding crowd cheering for her, she felt even more convinced that what she was doing was right.

The speed of the Pulse Enrichment realm was too fast. She was in front of Wang Baole in the blink of an eye as she raised her right hand to grab at his mask.

At that dangerous juncture in time, Wang Baole cleared away all his thoughts. He rapidly retreated as his accelerated away. His mask missed Zhou Lu's grab by a hair, but as a Pulse Enrichment realm expert was too powerful, the winds her movements stirred struck Wang Baole and left him stumbling backward.

Wang Baole was infuriated as he shouted loudly once again, "A clip joint! You people are running a clip joint!"

However, Zhou Lu ignored him. At the instant Wang Baole retreated, she spun around and raised her right foot for a sweep. With a thud, she struck Wang Baole and caused him to retreat even further.

It did not end. Zhou Lu's attacks resembled a blistering storm. Her realm had already surpassed Wang Baole's, and she had begun accumulating combat experience from a young age. She held the absolute initiative by attacking at that moment, and in a flash, she had closed in on Wang Baole and was attempting to grab his mask.

Wang Baole was already infuriated. He could ignore that the place was a clip joint, and he could tolerate the use of her authority and her bullying of the weak, but she was even going as far as to take off his mask. She was going overboard.

"You are going too far!" Wang Baole roared. He no longer cared about the differences that stood between them. Although he had never fought an opponent at the Physical Seal realm, his will to fight had similarly erupted after being bullied to such an extent. The moment he spread his devouring seed, he immediately sealed his body!

Zhou Lu was also left shocked with every breath taken. Her body was partially pulled as she came to a momentary pause. Just this brief moment allowed Wang Baole to rapidly approach her with savage-looking eyes. He raised his left hand as he grabbed Zhou Lu's finger and yanked it up before bending it.

"Kneel down and call me Daddy!" Wang Baole bellowed as a sharp pain instantly tore through Zhou Lu's body. The pain left her nearly in tears, and despite trying to escape, Wang Baole's palm was like a suction pad. She was completely unable to extricate herself despite being at the Pulse Enrichment realm.

However, she had rich experience in combat. As her strength erupted, she tolerated the pain and twisted her body. Although she failed to escape, she was able to throw a punch at Wang Baole's temple.

Wang Baole's eyes had a savage glow in them. He did not dodge, but instead twisted his body slightly. He quickly raised his right hand. As Zhou Lu's back was facing him, he pressed down at her wrist when she swung her fist backward. With a mighty press downward, a cracking sound was heard.

After twisting her fingers, even her wrist was twisted. Waves of agony inundated Zhou Lu as they drove her mad. However, she was indignant and extremely disgruntled. She raised her right foot and kicked out at Wang Baole's crotch.

This kick stirred up a howling wind. Once it connected, the outcome was obvious. Wang Baole knew the meaning of a sparring session, so he knew how to hold back. As a man who had been taught a good lesson by the senior sparring partner, he knew the pain. The senior sparring partner had no emotions, and although it was a Hallucination realm, the pain was an actual experience. But now, Zhou Lu was not holding back any of her strength. She was attacking with full force!

This left Wang Baole furious. He instantly unleashed his suction force, which was emitted from his chest. Instantly, this made Zhou Lu lose control of her kick as it changed direction. The force pulled her upward, and due to her instability, most of her kick's strength was lost. As for Wang Baole, he did not hesitate to raise his right foot at the cost of being kicked in the stomach. He gave a sharp kick at Zhou Lu's buttocks!

"Get down!"

With a boom, both of them struck each other simultaneously. Wang Baole's fat was thick, but even though Zhou Lu's kick had lost most of its strength, it still managed to send him retreating several steps.

Zhou Lu let out a tragic cry that had never been heard before. Her buttocks were kicked by Wang Baole as she stumbled forward. The pain left her unable to heed her image. She held her buttocks as she skipped around. Looking from afar, her buttocks were dissimilar in size, looking rather jarring.

The crowd failed to react the instant that happened. Only when everything was over did the club's security rush over.

Wang Baole was panting as he glared at the buttock-clasping Zhou Lu, holding back his urge to deliver another kick. Recalling that the club was run by her family, Wang Baole harrumphed and stood at the spot where he could leave. He controlled the platform to descend, returning to his chamber.

He held his tummy as he took off his mask. He quickly left the passageway and, taking advantage of how the people on the second floor had not fully reacted, immediately left the club, pretending like nothing had happened.

Only when he left the place did he heave a long sigh of relief. He pressed down on his hurting tummy, but he slowly became excited before feeling puzzled.

This twisting technique is indeed useful. It can actually fight the Pulse Enrichment realm! But… why do I feel like it's meant for a woman's self-defense? Could the person in the mask be female?

Wang Baole hesitated for a moment, but when he thought about how useful the twisting technique was, he no longer held much suspicion about it and left excitedly.

However, on the second floor of the club, there was an unprecedented uproarious shock when the crowd finally came to.

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Chapter 25: Great Void Twisting Technique Phenomenal Success

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The voices on the club's second floor were extremely vehement. The impression Wang Baole gave all of them was that of a fat rabbit who bent fingers, twisted wrists, or kicked crotches.

While all his offensive skills left people shuddering in fear, his actions also garnered him a lot of hate. His kicking of crotches especially left the scalps of others tingling. They could acutely identify with the pain and only found it utterly shameless.

From their point of view, be it the bending of fingers or the twisting of wrists, they were all acts of lowly hooligans. As for the kicking of crotches, that was even less acceptable.

Even worse, he had an extremely sharp tongue. He had provoked and challenged the crowd from the arena. Thus, under the instigation of the victims, it created a contemptuous denouncement.

In everyone's eyes, Fat Rabbit was nothing but trash, one who only knew how to resort to tricks and be extremely shameless. However… what appeared to be an extremely shameless battle technique in everyone's eyes had been used by Wang Baole to defeat a Pulse Enrichment realm expert. Their preconceived notions crumbled as a result. All the contempt they had turned into shock at that very moment.

"He… he actually defeated someone at the Pulse Enrichment realm!"

"Heavens! A shameless battle technique that bends fingers, twists wrists, and kicks crotches is actually able to produce such formidable might!"

"That's not right. It's difficult for an average person to achieve that. Fat Rabbit must have spent many years to achieve his present skill!"

Gasps sounded as an uproar erupted. Those that were frequent visitors of the club were aficionados of Ancient Martial Arts. In fact, they had no strict rules deep in their hearts. They could accept something up to a certain extent as long as it had been proven effective.

Although Wang Baole's technique was shameless, the battle had proven that the battle technique was effective. As such, many people on the club's second floor gasped as they felt moved.

Some even spent Spirit Stones to seek out video recordings of the hundreds of battles that Wang Baole had engaged in. They began studying those recordings. As there were many people on the second floor, and with Zhou Lu's status, news of Fat Rabbit immediately spread.

By then, Wang Baole had already returned to Ethereal Dao College. After one day of training, he realized that he had gained new insights into crotch-kicking. Therefore, he entered the Hallucination realm again to train with the senior sparring partner.

Time passed. Although Wang Baole's cries continued echoing in the Hallucination realm, the frequency was gradually decreasing.

Outside, news of Fat Rabbit spread, and it finally reached an all-time high.

Fat Rabbit's reputation was no longer limited to the club. There had been several Ethereal Dao College students that day at the club. After recovering from their shock, they had begun researching and studying.

Therefore… be it on the Dao College's Spirit Intranet or the Spirit Internet that connected the entire Federation, many videos of Wang Baole's fights began to appear.

Every video went from having zero viewers to becoming a viral hit. Everyone who watched it drew a gasp, especially the challengers from before. When they watched it again and recalled the pain they suffered, they became even more motivated to study it seriously.

These videos were quickly spread in a short amount of time and were used as learning material by more and more people. There were even people who sought out twisting techniques in Ancient Martial Arts. In fact, that was the original version. What Wang Baole had learned was clearly a modified version. Matched with the devouring seed's strength, it resulted in a unique twisting technique.

Certain things were immediately different the moment it had an origin and outlet. For instance, what Wang Baole employed was no longer treated as a shameless battle technique by others. Instead, it had become a combat art.

"This is what combat is!"

"That's right. More than a thousand years ago, combat fights were only performances. In our present world, combat is fraught with dangers. It's a battle that decides life and death!"

"That's reasonable. In the face of life and death, no one will care if you bend fingers or kick crotches. That would just be too pedantic!"

As such opinions spread, there were even organizations that appeared to side with Wang Baole. These organizations were all spontaneously formed. They showed their ardent approval of what Wang Baole did on the Spirit Internet.

Soon, news of Fat Rabbit also spread throughout Ethereal City.

All of this made the number of people learning twisting techniques increase. There were even arenas in the club with people bending fingers, twisting wrists, and kicking crotches. Although it still garnered contempt, it slowly became a trend. However, the club quickly announced a restriction—they banned crotch-kicking.

This was, in effect, condoning the twisting technique. It made even more people passionate about bending fingers and twisting wrists.

The twisting techniques were still effective. Although they lacked the horrific effects of Wang Baole's devouring seed, they were still incisive to a particular extent.

This trend even slowly spread to Ethereal Dao College. Some of the Combat faculty students began practicing it, especially the youth who had been forced to call him Daddy numerous times. He crazily trained in his training chamber, studying videos and practicing his twisting technique.

"I will definitely learn of your identity. When that happens, I, Lu Zihao, swear to make you call me Daddy!"

While the youth trained crazily, Zhou Lu, who was watching videos by the window in a luxurious room in the fight club, was the same.

The room was very exquisite. From inside, one could see nearly half of Ethereal City. Amid the swirling clouds, the city appeared like an immortal's world.

The decorations in the room were even finer. Every object looked very expensive.

Zhou Lu, who was inside this luxurious room, was dressed in her home clothes. She was staring at a projection playing a video of Wang Baole.

Losing to someone at the Physical Seal realm had been a huge blow for her, especially having her buttocks kicked. This made her usual arrogant self fume to the point of insanity.

Although she was researching it, she had no intention of learning the twisting technique. Instead, she was trying to think of all possible ways to counter the technique.

However, the scenes in the video caused her to quickly lose control. Her fists clenched tightly, and it was at that moment, her father, president of the freestyle fight club in Ethereal City, walked in.

Upon seeing his daughter's livid face, he smiled bitterly as he gave a sigh.

"Lulu, why are you so worked up?" The president looked like he was in his forties. His figure stood tall and straight, and although he had a little white hair on his head, his cultivation realm was no longer at the Ancient Martial realm. He had long surpassed mere mortals, and he was completely unfathomable.

"Dad, are you telling me that darn Fat Rabbit's identity or not!" Zhou Lu looked toward her father as he approached. This was not the first time she had raised such a request.

"Cut it out, Lulu. The privacy of our customers is the foundation of our club's establishment; this rule cannot be broken! You are about to report to the military soon, so stop working up a fuss." The president shook his head helplessly and gave her a few assuring words. Noticing that his daughter was still infuriated, he felt his head ache. Thankfully, a subordinate had a report for him. He left after comforting her with a few more words.

Zhou Lu was left in the room as her chest heaved up and down. She clenched her teeth moments after she stared at the video.

"Fatty, I'll definitely identify you!"

Many people in Ethereal City, mostly victims of Wang Baole, were just like Lu Zihao and Zhou Lu, and although their adamant words failed to amount to a curse, they were able to make Wang Baole sneeze several times.

Someone is thinking about me again. At that moment, Wang Baole, who was snacking inside his Dao College cave abode, sneezed. He quickly drank some Ice Spirit Water before feeling much better.

As he snacked, he mumbled to himself.

"I've become too famous recently and have to keep a low profile. I'm the person who will become the Federation President after all. Other than the fame that arises from becoming an official, I do not want any other kinds of fame." Wang Baole strongly approved of his decision to use a mask early on. After he finished his snacks with great delight, he patted himself on the stomach and took a deep breath. He activated the Hallucination realm before continuing his sparring with the senior sparring partner.

Days passed by. Wang Baole became more skilled at the twisting technique, and eventually, his fights with the senior sparring partner were all extremely intense.

His talent in wrestling also stood out during the training. The number of times he was kicked in the crotch decreased until, one day, the senior sparring partner could no longer kick him. Wang Baole began his counterattack.

But this counterattack… did not bring him any joy. Instead, it only gave him nightmares once again.

The senior sparring partner's battling technique changed yet again. From twisting wrists, it developed into the twisting of his shoulders, neck, knee, or other joints on his body.

It was as though every joint on the human body was a target of the twisting technique. The battles that resulted in Wang Baole having his joints twisted time and time again left him screaming in pain, but he would return to the Hallucination realm again.

He wished to visit the fight club again, but once he recalled how he had offended the club's young mistress, Wang Baole held back sorrowfully. He began to raise his techniques bit by bit in the Hallucination realm.

Thankfully, his foundation had been made robust, and the senior sparring partner's changes were limited. It allowed Wang Baole to slowly grasp the twisting technique as his body fully experienced the pain of his joints being twisted, allowing him to improve his skill.

Only after another two months passed, when he defeated the senior sparring partner, did Wang Baole walk out the Hallucination realm. He looked at the blue sky dotted with white clouds outside his cave abode, feeling extremely excited.

Finally, I've attained phenomenal success!

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Chapter 26: Your Humble Servant, Xie Haiyang

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Phenomenal success stage of the Great Void Twisting Technique!

When the formerly despicable and terrifying senior sparring partner in the Hallucination realm failed to bend his fingers, kick his crotch, or twist Wang Baole's joints, to the point of being subdued, Wang Baole became excited.

Who can stop me from becoming Head Prefect now? Nobody! After exiting the Hallucination realm, he looked at the blue skies and white clouds outside the cave abode. With his arms akimbo, he laughed out loud.

He was filled with excitement and anticipation. Ever since he discovered the powers gained from being Head Prefect, he had spent half a year working hard to become one.

At the thought of becoming Head Prefect, and thus having the right to supervise all Dharmic Armament faculty students, he felt that he would become an important figure. Although he might not be able to have his absolute way in the Dao College, he would become someone no one dared offend. Just the thought of it left Wang Baole even more excited.

Whenever he thought of such a scene, Wang Baole would be filled with anticipation amid his excitement, but most of the time, he would only work more diligently. Now, however, he could already see that scene play out. Him becoming Head Prefect… was already within his grasp!

Such close proximity to his goal made Wang Baole's heart race. His feelings of anticipation were extremely intense.

Amid his excitement, Wang Baole touched his somewhat shriveled tummy. While anticipating the future, he also felt sorry for himself.

To become Head Prefect, I have lost all desire for food and drink in order to practice in my twisting technique. Now that I have obtained phenomenal success in it, one meal won't hurt. With this thought in mind, Wang Baole could not hold back his eagerness to charge out the cave abode. He went to the Dao College's canteen, ordered three servings, and enjoyed a delightful meal.

Two hours later, when Wang Baole returned while chomping on a drumstick, his tummy was bulging. After he threw the drumstick bone away, he patted his tummy and took out a bottle of Ice Spirit Water from his tiny bag. Only after drinking a large mouthful did he enter his cave abode satisfied. As he sat there burping, he could not help but eat another few bags of snacks. He wiped his mouth and took a deep breath.

It's time for the Head Prefect of Ethereal Dao College's Dharmic Armament faculty's Spirit Stones Hall to change! The thought of him becoming Head Prefect again surfaced in his mind once again. He became even more excited.

Head Prefect, here I come! He growled as he raised his right hand. The devouring seed in him instantly extended its influence as his entire body seemed to turn into a black hole.

After training his twisting technique, he was very close to having absolute control over his devouring seed. The suction forces spread throughout Wang Baole's body as he was able to absorb spirit energy at a much potent level than before.

In the blink of an eye, the space in the cave abode distorted. It was as though the cave abode had turned into a vacuum as a result of Wang Baole's devouring seed. He guided the worldly spirit energy outside the cave abode toward him, where he directly absorbed it all into his body as the energy rapidly gathered at his palm.

Soon, a resplendent beam emitted out of Wang Baole's palm.

The difference between medial-grade Spirit Stones and superior-grade Spirit Stones was in the process going from the 84% mark to the 85% mark. This was a bottleneck everyone encountered and had once troubled Wang Baole greatly. But now, with the increase of his devouring seed's suction force and the energy flowing through his meridians without much resistance due to his cultivation of the twisting technique, everything was different from the past.

This made his Spirit Stone refinement instantly overcome the chasm that separated the medial-grade from the superior-grade. He immediately condensed an 86% pure Spirit Stone.

One thing of note was his body. Perhaps it was because he had not refined Spirit Stones in a long time, but not only did he not have any spirit fat grow on him, his body was even improving while refining the Spirit Stone. This made Wang Baole greatly excited.

Even if I gain weight, it's fine. At most, I'll think of a way to lose weight. My current goal is to become Head Prefect in the shortest possible time! Wang Baole felt that, compared to losing weight, becoming Head Prefect was more important. He stopped paying attention to the changes in his weight as he fully focused on Spirit Stone refinement.

Time passed, and days later, when Wang Baole refined an 89% pure Spirit Stone, he came to a decision.

Seclusion! Seclusion! Wang Baole's desire to become Head Prefect completely occupied his mind. In order to be certain, he took some time to visit the hall and verified that ranked first in the Spirit Stones Hall was Jiang Lin. He had refined a Spirit Stone of 91% purity.

Therefore, he confidently purchased a large amount of food and manically entered seclusion in a bid to strive for Head Prefect.

Days passed one by one as Wang Baole slowly immersed himself in a trance-like manner of refining Spirit Stones. Finally, his Spirit Stones purity exceeded 89% one week later, reaching… 90% purity!

If this matter was made known, it would definitely cause a commotion throughout the Dao College. To increase beyond 85% purity was extremely difficult. Even those with talent, like Jiang Lin, had to spend more than two years to progress from 70% to 90%. Jiang Lin had then spent another year before he reached the present 91%.

As for Wang Baole, he had raised his purity from 50% to his present stage. The improvement was immense and unprecedented. Furthermore, he had only spent about half a year to achieve that.

Once one's Spirit Stone purity reached 90%, one could be known as a master when it came to refining of Spirit Stones. After all, the number of people who had reached 90% in all of Ethereal Dao College on the Spirit Stones Hall Roll was, at present, two!

One was at 91% and another was exactly at 90%.

This ranking appeared close, but in fact, to surpass that was extraordinarily difficult.

After all, there was difficulty going from 85% to 90%, but above 90%, it was like a chasm with every step!

In Ethereal Dao College's history, the record of the fastest person to become Head Prefect was two years. It was because he had possessed a stunning talent that allowed him to accomplish the feat.

As for freshmen Head Prefects, it was still possible in other faculties, but it had never happened in the Dharmic Armament faculty!

Wang Baole was rapidly approaching the record. Having disregarded sleep and food, he refined crazily. He paid no attention to his weight, putting all his effort into breaking past 90% to reach 91% purity.

As for his weight, it was gradually rising with the slow appearance of spirit fat as his refinement purity increased.

After a few days, Wang Baole's body was so massive that he was bigger than the first time he had tried losing weight after matriculating. His Spirit Stone purity broke through once again, reaching 91%!

With victory at hand, Wang Baole lacked the time to consider the matter of losing weight. He did not even think of his family's genealogical table or the Fatso Forefathers. He was regulating his breathing and encouraging himself before he continued another refinement.

One week later, his Spirit Stone purity made another breakthrough. It reached straight to 92%!

However, Wang Baole did not stop. He had considered the possibility of Jiang Lin having broken through during this period of time. That would have been irritating; therefore, he clenched his teeth and, seeking his limit, continued refining.

Unbeknownst to him, his body… was very exaggerated at the moment. It far exceeded his fattest point in history, reaching an astounding size. Finally, when Wang Baole's Spirit Stone purity made another unprecedented breakthrough, with the Spirit Stone's purity turning from 92% to 93%, Wang Baole saw that the stone in his palm no longer looked resplendent and crystalline. Instead, it emitted rainbow light like a gem. He raised his head and laughed out loud.

So, this is the legendary… Rainbow Spirit Stone!

Wang Baole had heard the teacher mention Rainbow Spirit Stones in his first lecture. Later, he had come to understand that this was the highest realm when it came to refining Spirit Stones!

I'm Head Prefect! In his excitement, Wang Baole suddenly tried to get up. He wanted to head to the Hall Roll and activate the Head Prefect test. As long as he refined one Spirit Stone there and left a record with the Hall Roll, he would become Head Prefect!

However, when Wang Baole, who had been immersed in his excitement, tried to get up, he suddenly widened his eyes. He looked at his surroundings in a daze.

Why do I find the cave abode smaller? Don't tell me…

Wang Baole's breathing turned a little stifled. As he muttered, he looked down at his belly and once again looked at his surroundings. Moments later, he let out a shrill and tragic cry. It boomed out of Wang Baole's cave abode.

At that moment, in the cave abode, Wang Baole's body had reached a stunning size. He… nearly occupied more than half the cave abode. Although the cave abode was not big to begin with, this only served to accentuate how massive Wang Baole was. That terrifying look and ridiculous body were enough to make anyone who saw him draw a gasp and be appalled.

Ignoring the question of him being able to stand up, just a look at his cave abode almost brought Wang Baole to tears. He discovered that, even if he could crawl over, he was unable to squeeze out the door.

Heavens, I can't even get out. How… how am I to lose weight? Wang Baole lamented speechlessly. He was nearly driven to the brink of insanity, gripped with anxiety. He felt that he was already Head Prefect, but just as he was about to take the test to advance to the highest point of his life, he was unable to leave the cave abode.

And if he could not leave, there was no way for him to go to the Lava Chamber to continue his weight loss. All of this became a vicious cycle that left Wang Baole dumbfounded and mad.

After struggling internally and finding many of the solutions he thought up useless, Wang Baole sadly raised his voice transmission ring. After struggling with himself, he sought Liu Daobin's help.

When Liu Daobin heard this matter, he rushed over quickly. He drew a gasp when he saw Wang Baole inside the cave abode.

"Heavens! Wang Baole, how did you do it?"

Wang Baole was in utter sadness. When Liu Daobin saw this, he quickly suggested several solutions, but none of them worked. He could only contact others. and gradually, Bunny Zhou Xiaoya came, as well as Du Min. Even Chen Ziheng had come.

Chen Ziheng widened his eyes as he muttered softly, "Fascinating."

As for Du Min, she gave Wang Baole a sidelong glance with a contemptuous look.

"Darn Fatty, eat less!"

Bunny Zhou Xiaoya looked worried and very concerned.

Wang Baole looked at the crowd outside his cave abode, and with the desperate desire to survive… he immediately said, "Guys, we come from the same town. You guys have to save me."

However, Liu Daobin and the others were not as useful as Wang Baole had hoped. None of them could think of a feasible solution. Eventually, it was Bunny who found a senior student named Xie Haiyang and invited him over.

Xie Haiyang was quite a famous person in the Dao College. He was acclaimed to have connections from the Chancellor to the students, with nothing he could not resolve. Bunny had acquainted herself with him through a pill trade.

Soon, a youth of average height came walking down the trail outside Wang Baole's cave. He had his hair gelled up, making it sparkle under the sunlight. He looked like a bright lamp while walking from afar.

When he arrived outside Wang Baole's cave abode and looked in, his already brilliant-looking eyes instantly lit up.

"Schoolmate, I'm your humble servant, Xie Haiyang. By inviting me here, you can rest assured. I love doing business with people from the Dharmic Armament faculty.

"As long as you have the money, there is nothing I, Xie Haiyang, can't do. Let's not talk about a trivial matter like yours. Even if you want the Chancellor to personally refine a Dharmic artifact for you or use Mystic Silver Sand to smith a similar snuff bottle like your Dharmic Armament faculty's dean, that is something possible through me! This matter of yours is too simple. Don't you just want to get out? I can demolish your cave abode; wouldn't that allow you to leave?" Xie Haiyang said passionately as he got straight to business.

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Chapter 27: Death Pill!

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"Don't doubt me. I, Xie Haiyang, am a professional trader. My mission is to serve all customers. You come troubled, and you shall leave satisfied. You can listen to the satisfied reviews of my customers. In all of Ethereal Dao College, be it the Lower Academy or Upper Academy, my name is my brand!"

As Xie Haiyang spoke, he raised his hand to touch his gelled hair. It shimmered under the sunlight as his eyes exuded a brilliance. He gave a passionate smile as he stood in front of Wang Baole's cave abode.

The confidence in his words was striking. After mentioning the Chancellor and faculty dean, he even suggested the demolition of the cave abode. This spirit was absolutely not something an ordinary student was capable of. After all, the Dao College's cave abodes all had array formations. They were carved uniformly by the Dao College and were very difficult to destroy. Similarly, everything in the cave abode was the property of the respective faculties. The students only had the privilege of staying in there and not the right to modify it.

However, from Xie Haiyang's tone, it appeared like the demolition of the cave abode was nothing difficult.

The moment Xie Haiyang said those words, Liu Daobin and company drew a gasp. His words were just too exaggerated. The concept of getting the Chancellor to personally smith a Dharmic artifact could be ignored, but just the faculty dean's snuff bottle, which was made of Mystic Silver Sand, was very rare. That was Mystic Silver Sand at 90% purity. It was extremely valuable.

Regarding that snuff box, there was quite a lot of information revealed on the Spirit Intranet about it. However, Wang Baole knew little about it since he had spent most of his time cultivating the Great Void Qi Devouring Art after matriculating into the Dao College.

Upon hearing that and seeing Liu Daobin and company looking alarmed, Wang Baole twisted his body out of curiosity. He opened the Spirit Intranet with great difficulty and checked the requirements needed for the Chancellor to personally refine a Dharmic artifact as well as the price of the Mystic Silver Sand snuff box.

His eyes immediately widened when he saw the information. From complete despair, he could not help but feel excitement rise in him as his mind was filled with hope. He adjusted his body and looked out the cave abode.

"You can demolish the cave abode?"

When he heard Wang Baole's tone that seemed to border on disbelief, Xie Haiyang remained composed. He continued touching his hair as he lightly smiled.

"This might not be possible for others, but you have to remember that in Ethereal Dao College, if I, Xie Haiyang, say it's impossible, that means that no one can do it.

"However, the demolition of a cave abode is quite a huge undertaking. It needs some time and at least ten thousand Spirit Stones. I'm not fleecing you in your time of need. The amount of Spirit Stones you spend will be worth it as I need to find someone to remove the array formation then find someone to appease the Dharmic Armament faculty's dean. Finally, I have to consider the compensation. All of that will need at least three months!" Xie Haiyang explained very seriously as he extended three fingers.

"That expensive?" Du Min, Liu Daobin, and the others drew a cold gasp of air when they heard that. Ten thousand Spirit Stones was a sizable amount of money regardless of the situation.

But to Wang Baole, he was not concerned about the Spirit Stones; leaving and losing weight were more important. He was almost driven mad when he heard that three months was needed.

"Three months is just too long!"

Just as Wang Baole turned anxious, Xie Haiyang bent his back and looked into the cave abode as though he was determining how fat the present Wang Baole was. Upon hearing that, he chuckled.

"Brother, you have broadened my horizons in a way. I have seen people eat themselves fat, but to reach such a level of obesity and not be able to exit their cave abode… this is something I'm seeing for the first time in my life."

Wang Baole was instantly incensed when he heard Xie Haiyang. It was fine if he had a solution, but if he could not solve the problem and instead only mock him, Wang Baole was considering teaching Xie Haiyang a lesson after becoming Head Prefect. He wanted Xie Haiyang to know that shooting his mouth off would bring him nothing but pain.

Xie Haiyang noticed Wang Baole's displeasure as he said with a smile, "Actually, to come out, there's no need to demolish the cave abode. I, Xie Haiyang, am a trader. I will not miss out on simple solutions and expect you to spend excessive money to resolve a problem. In fact, the simplest solution is for you to slim down. That way, you will be able to come out.

"This method will not only save time but will also definitely be better value than demolishing the cave abode. It will only require five hundred Spirit Stones. How about it?"

"Do you have a weight loss solution?" Wang Baole's eyes lit up immediately. If he could lose weight, five hundred Spirit Stones was nothing. Wang Baole would not hesitate to pay even more.

"Schoolmate, I have to warn you not to doubt my capabilities. As long as you have the money, there is nothing I can't do. If you do not slim down, I'll repay you double!" Xie Haiyang said lightly as his tone was filled with pride.

Wang Baole was also a decisive person. He immediately agreed to the matter, but he would only make the payment after he slimmed down.

Xie Haiyang agreed to it. He believed that no one in the Dao College would dare abscond with his Spirit Stones. Therefore, he turned to leave after happily communicating with Wang Baole.

Liu Daobin and company saw that the matter appeared to have been resolved. They oddly gave a look at Wang Baole's cave abode and knew that he was frustrated, so they bade farewell.

Bunny did not wish to leave, but she was pulled away by Du Min. Before she left, she gently consoled Wang Baole, moving him greatly.

"Xiaoya, once I slim down, I'll definitely look for you."

After everyone left, Wang Baole sprawled inside his cave abode. He felt that the present him was like a pangolin that was trapped inside a cave. He could not help but turn sorrowful. He subconsciously wanted to eat some snacks, but he realized that he could not reach them. This immediately left Wang Baole even more depressed.

Why is it so hard when all I want to be is Head Prefect?

I have to persevere. I must not be disheartened. As the high officials' autobiographies mention, when Heaven is about to confer a great office on any man, it first exercises his mind with suffering, and his sinews and bones with toil. Thankfully, Wang Baole was an optimistic person. After he encouraged himself, he steeled his mind.

I want to switch to a bigger cave abode! With this driving him, Wang Baole began fantasizing about scenes of him becoming Head Prefect in the subsequent days. Every time he thought of something exciting, he would find the wait worth it.

With that, several days of waiting passed. Finally, three days later at dusk, Xie Haiyang returned.

He was still dressed in the same attire as three days ago. His hair was slicked back with gel, and he stood out under the setting sun. Wang Baole saw the distant him at a glance.

Upon seeing Xie Haiyang, Wang Baole shouted out agitatedly, "Brother Xie!"

Wang Baole's voice drifted out of the cave abode, and by the time it landed in Xie Haiyang's ears, he had arrived in front of the cave abode. He bent his back and looked in with a warm smile.

"Brother, for your matter, I have thought up several solutions to your problem. I finally chose a method that will absolutely work!" As Xie Haiyang spoke, he took out a pill bottle. He looked around and, after determining that there was no one around, squatted down, whispering, "This time, I got you some Death Pills from the underground black market in Ethereal City!"

Upon seeing Xie Haiyang's mysterious behavior, Wang Baole felt more confident. Upon hearing the words 'Death Pills', he was taken aback.

"What's that?" Wang Baole was puzzled. He had never heard of Death Pills.

"It's normal that you do not know either. After all, the Death Pill is a banned substance. This pill was, in fact, refined accidentally by a crazy person of the Alchemy faculty in the past. As consuming them makes one feel like they are experiencing death, they are thus called Death Pills. There is a secret roll in the Alchemy faculty that documents the people who have consumed Death Pills. On it, the greatest number of Death Pills the record holder has eaten is three before he couldn't take it anymore."

As Xie Haiyang spoke, he said it in all seriousness. Finally, he said with great certainty, "Schoolmate, if you can endure it, this Death Pill will definitely make you lose weight. That, I dare guarantee you!"

Wang Baole immediately considered the problem. The words 'Death Pills' did sound terrifying. He secretly contacted Bunny and Du Min and, after some inquiries, opened the Spirit Intranet with great difficulty to investigate the pill. This investigation gave him a fright. The description of the Death Pills on the Spirit Intranet was extremely terrifying. Some people mentioned actual death, with people thinning to nothing but bones. Others mentioned that consuming the pill was challenging one's life.

Regardless which message it was, there was a final statement that persuaded people never to consume the pills. But it was precisely so that more people wished to attempt it…

Moments later, Wang Baole, who was determined to lose weight, gritted his teeth.

"Bring it here. I'll eat it!"

"That's the spirit!" Xie Haiyang gave him a big thumbs up.

"But I can't give you all of them. Let's try one at a time. After all, you haven't paid me yet. I can't let you die. I'll first let you eat one. If it's possible, we will try a second one." Xie Haiyang felt that he was already a very scrupulous person. He wore a specialized glove and carefully took out one pill from the pill bottle and handed it into the cave abode.

After Wang Baole received it, he took a look at it. The Death Pill was crimson in color. It looked quite worrisome at a glance. He first took a sniff and gauged that it was identical to the description he had seen on the Spirit Intranet. With a deep breath, he directly put it into his mouth and chewed on it. Before he could fully experience its taste, he swallowed it down.

"This thing is actually quite tasty." Wang Baole licked his lips. He had eaten it too quickly and could only taste the remnant flavors in his mouth. He found it more delicious than his snacks.

"Give me another one." Wang Baole, who had not eaten snacks in days, immediately felt his appetite whetted.

"Ah?" Xie Haiyang was taken aback. He had always acted like an esteemed expert in front of Wang Baole, but in his amazement, he looked at the pill bottle in his hand and back at Wang Baole.

He hesitated for a moment before carefully taking out a second pill and handing it over. After Wang Baole swallowed it again, he wanted yet another one.

Xie Haiyang was already alarmed as he asked uncertainly, "Do… Do you feel anything?"

"I don't feel anything. It's quite tasty. Give me a few more." Wang Baole licked his lips. The pills were spicy, and they warmed his stomach.

Xie Haiyang felt his entire being turn flustered. After a momentary daze, he subconsciously handed over three pills. When he realized what he done, he trembled and was just about to stop Wang Baole, but Wang Baole had already chomped down three Death Pills.

"Heavens, you… you have eaten five!" Xie Haiyang was utterly shocked as he exclaimed.

But, at that moment, Wang Baole only felt that his body was a little hotter than before. There was still not much of a reaction, so he immediately became dissatisfied.

"Is it a fake? You previously extolled it so much and mentioned how a person can at most eat three. I have already eaten five, and there's not the slightest reaction!" Wang Baole found it unacceptable. He felt like he had been swindled.

Xie Haiyang's forehead broke out in a cold sweat. There were still five pills inside his bottle. He was very certain that he had obtained genuine pills, but now, he was suspicious. After hearing Wang Baole's words, he immediately grumbled in anger, "Did someone dare cheat me?"

"Won't you know if you eat one?" Wang Baole was very displeased.

Xie Haiyang was also quite a character. He was suspicious that he had been cheated and was burning with rage. Gritting his teeth, he took out one pill and threw it into his mouth. However, the moment it entered his mouth, his eyes widened as his mind seemed to instantly buzz.

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Chapter 28: Perfected Physical Seal Realm

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"Ah, this… Ah…" Xie Haiyang widened his mouth as though he wanted to say something, but he could not even finish a sentence. His face had instantly turned crimson red, and even his eyes were bloodshot. His entire person was breathing heavily as the veins on his forehead protruded. It was as though he had been struck by lightning!

"Heavens!"

Xie Haiyang let out a tragic cry as he convulsed all over. His pupils dilated rapidly as sweat poured down his forehead like it was raining. His first reaction was to open his mouth to belch in an attempt to spit out the Death Pill.

However, the Death Pill had already melted. No matter how he belched, he failed to regurgitate any of it. After a few dry heaves, his body convulsed even more violently as he clasped his throat and let out a hoarse cry.

"Water… I want water!"

He felt as though molten metal was in his mouth. His throat felt like it was being suffocated as his mind went blank. Only his body seemed to reject this external object, and the pain that resulted made him roar out involuntarily.

This roar seemed to come out like a wild beast's. His body seemed to lose control, with it needing to vent. He jumped up suddenly and kept doing so outside Wang Baole's cave abode. He was letting out unclear screams constantly.

"Water… Give me water… I can't take it anymore…"

All of this was witnessed by Wang Baole. Watching Xie Haiyang go berserk, Wang Baole drew a gasp, but his eyes had a skeptical look.

Is it an act? Wang Baole was puzzled. He felt that the so-called Death Pill was only able to heat up his stomach. It did not appear as exaggerated as what he had been told.

But noticing that Xie Haiyang's shirt was drenched in sweat within seconds and with him crying out so tragically, as though he wished to pull out his tongue, Wang Baole was once again astounded. This was made even more apparent when Xie Haiyang seemed to lose his balance as he directly knelt outside the cave abode. As he roared, he constantly struck the ground.

Most astounding of all, Xie Haiyang's lips were swelling rapidly, and soon, his lips turned into two purplish-black sausages from Wang Baole's perspective. It was as though he had transformed.

The sausage lips appalled Wang Baole, making him seriously afraid. With great difficulty, he took out a bottle of Ice Spirit Water that was no longer cold and threw it over.

Is this thing really that powerful? Wang Baole was alarmed. As he threw out the Ice Spirit Water, Xie Haiyang pounced at it with red eyes. He looked like he could not wait to open the bottle cap as he crushed the bottle's neck with his teeth and gulped it down. After drinking a few mouthfuls, his eyes widened before he spewed it all out.

The Spirit Water that splattered to the ground produced white, misty steam.

"Heavens, it's too spicy!" When he drank the Spirit Water, not only did it fail to comfort him, it even made the spicy feeling turn more intense. Previously, the spiciness had been limited to his throat, but now, with the Spirit Water flowing down rapidly and straight into his stomach, the heat immediately exploded out violently from his body.

Even parts of his body that were not fat had gradually slimmed down. It was as though his body's potential had been stimulated by the Death Pills.

This was the Death Pill… which would bring a person death if they simply ate one, according to the Alchemy faculty's legend.

The recipe to create it was nothing out of the ordinary. The alchemist back then had accidentally concocted it, but it resulted in something so spicy that even a behemoth would not be able to withstand, much less a human!

It exceeded the limits of one's endurance and was an experience that made one feel like they were stepping into hell. It made anyone who had tried it wish to never ever experience it a second time.

Wang Baole was sprawled out in his cave abode, watching the entire process that ensued after Xie Haiyang consumed the Death Pill. This sort of shocking spectacle almost overwhelmed his senses. It made his initial plan of giving up change after he noticed Xie Haiyang slimming down. Wang Baole's breath hastened as he went for broke and said anxiously, "It can really lose weight. Quick, give me the Death Pills!"

Xie Haiyang was already in a crazed state from the spiciness. He could not think clearly and was already enervated in both body and mind. He lay there on the ground, looking as though life held nothing for him. He did not have the luxury of time to think it through as he simply threw the Death Pill bottle into the cave abode.

"I, Xie Haiyang… am honest to all customers. I absolutely do not sell… fake goods!"

Even in such a situation, his brand and reputation were still on his mind. This immediately made Wang Baole respect him. He felt that Xie Haiyang was indeed someone reliable.

"Nice one, Brother! I misunderstood you!" Wang Baole took the pill bottle and consoled Xie Haiyang before he took another pill. He did not get a kick from it and took another pill. As he felt the temperature in his stomach rapidly rise, Wang Baole looked again at his fat and clenched his teeth. He steeled his heart and swallowed all the Death Pills.

To become Head Prefect and to lose weight, I'll risk it!

With Xie Haiyang having eaten one pill, the remaining nine pills in the bottle of Death Pills… were in Wang Baole's stomach. Finally, the tolerance Wang Baole had gained from withstanding the Lava Chamber's high temperatures broke down at that moment. Furthermore, the nine Death Pills did not immediately show their effects, but instead, transformed when gathered together. Immediately, they rose up like an erupting flame!

A heat that Wang Baole had never felt in his life, one that far exceeded the crazy heat in the Lava Chamber, burned in his stomach like a sea of fire. It burned formlessly as his mouth instantly swelled. He was immediately unable to deliver any words through his throat. Everything inside his body felt like it was about to explode!

"Heavens!" A hoarse scream immediately escaped out of Wang Baole's throat. With him trapped inside his cave abode, he was driven to the brink of insanity. It felt like all the heat could not be vented and could only be used to burn his spirit fat. Immediately, his body convulsed while he screamed tragically, shrinking at a discernible pace.

This pain would have been completely unbearable to a common person, but to a fatty who only needed to lose weight, it was something that had to be done once and for all. Then, no matter the challenge, he would overcome it!

That way, Wang Baole and Xie Haiyang began wailing one after another inside and outside the cave abode. Thankfully, few people came around, otherwise they would have been horrified by what was happening.

About two hours later, Xie Haiyang gradually recovered. He had an excitement that stemmed from surviving a calamity. However, Wang Baole's tragic cries continued. Being inside a cave, his voice resounded as though he was crazy.

There were just too many Death Pills that were making their effects shown. It left Wang Baole's body burning. It was way more intense than the slow rise in heat of the Lava Chamber. The feeling of being burned inside out made him understand why Xie Haiyang had seemed to have been going deranged. What's more, he was feeling a pain more than ten times worse than Xie Haiyang!

In the beginning, Xie Haiyang had been gloating over Wang Baole's misfortune. After consuming the Death Pill, the feeling of seeing another person suffer was different.

But gradually, two hours passed. Xie Haiyang's breathing began to pulse with anxiety as he wiped his sweat in shock.

"How… how many did you eat?" He was already appalled. The commotion Wang Baole had created was just too excessive. According to his own experience, it was not right that Wang Baole's agony would last that long.

Soon, it was the sixth hour, followed by the eighth… until ten hours passed before the roars from the cave abode ceased. Xie Haiyang's heart skipped a beat, afraid that Wang Baole had died. He rushed into the cave abode and saw a pill bottle on the ground not far away. As he looked at the empty bottle, Xie Haiyang's mind buzzed.

"That's way too crazy… You ate a total of… nine pills!" Xie Haiyang felt his scalp tingle. He could not imagine what sort of person could consume nine Death Pills. To him, that was like a fantasy, but it had happened right before his very eyes.

As he gasped for breath, he looked up and instantly saw, in the corner of the cave abode, a clearly thinned Wang Baole. His hair was disheveled, and his clothes were torn. He was lying motionless in there with his limbs twitching from time to time.

Xie Haiyang's eyes were filled with respect as though he had seen a man of god. He looked at Wang Baole as he probed with a question. "School… Schoolmate, are… are you fine?"

Just as Xie Haiyang said those words, Wang Baole's eyes opened. He looked dazed, but soon, he seemed to come around. He quickly looked down at his body, and when he saw the tiny tummy that was a long-forgotten memory, he became excited.

The title of Head Prefect is mine! Wang Baole laughed with his head high. With a leap, he stood up.

The moment he said those words, massive amounts of Blood Qi surged before they instantly vanished like they had been sealed. All of it converged into Wang Baole's body. At that moment, the feeling of having his body separate itself from the rest of the world was even more intense than before!

"Perfected… Physical Seal realm!" Xie Haiyang's eyes widened as he exclaimed involuntarily!

Once one reached the Physical Seal realm, any improvement was very difficult. To go from the early stage of the Physical Seal realm to the perfected stage was something that would typically take several years. Most people even had to spend more than ten years.

But at that instant, Wang Baole's aura and that strong sense of isolation represented that his Physical Seal had reached complete perfection. He was only short of entering the final Pulse Enrichment realm!

"How is this possible?

"The eating of Death Pills actually allows a breakthrough in cultivation?"

Xie Haiyang's mind immediately turned into a mess. He found the matter baffling. Even though he had learned of Wang Baole's identity and knew that Wang Baole had previously broken through by lifting weights and spending time in the Lava Chamber, he still felt shocked to his very core as his mind went abuzz.

He knew very well that if this news was spread, there would probably be many students who would purchase Death Pills and try it in secret. Be it the route circling the island and the weight-lifting grounds or the Combat faculty's Lava Chamber, they were now filled with people, with many people attempting a breakthrough every day.

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Chapter 29: Without Hesitation!

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The joy that came from having his cultivation raised and successfully losing weight left Wang Baole extremely excited, especially when he thought of how he was about to become Head Prefect. His mind could not help but surface with scenes of him becoming Head Prefect while his eyes emitted a dazzling light.

This day has finally come! While feeling overjoyed, Wang Baole's heart could not help but race. He was prepared to rush to the hall when he noticed the dazed Xie Haiyang. Wang Baole was immediately filled with gratitude as he stepped forward to give Xie Haiyang a passionate hug.

"Great going, Schoolmate! Your weight loss solution worked really well!

"Let's keep in contact in the future. Here! These are the Spirit Stones we agreed upon!"

Wang Baole laughed out loud as he handed the Spirit Stones over to Xie Haiyang. Following that, he said a few pleasantries in joy, but he soon realized that Xie Haiyang was still in a daze as though he had no thoughts of leaving.

"Hey… Schoolmate Xie, it's not early anymore… Why don't I give you a treat another day?" If this were any other time, Wang Baole would definitely have interacted with Xie Haiyang more, but now, with him being occupied with thoughts of becoming Head Prefect, he felt his heart itching with an eagerness like a kitten was scratching at it. It was the reason for his hint.

"You… How did you do it? Your cultivation actually improved… Fascinating!" Xie Haiyang looked at Wang Baole as his mind remained in chaos. He had been doing business in the Dao College for years and had encountered countless customers. There was no lack of people who had consumed Death Pills, but this was the first time he had seen someone break through after consuming the pills.

"It's probably possible after eating a few pills," quipped Wang Baole casually. As he spoke, he placed his arm around Xie Haiyang's shoulders and walked the dazed Xie Haiyang out his cave abode.

Even when he left, Xie Haiyang was still in a state of shock. He was uttering in fascination as he descended the mountain with jumbled thoughts.

While watching Xie Haiyang leave, Wang Baole looked into the distant setting sun. He could not help it as he rushed straight to the Spirit Stones Hall.

I'm about to become Head Prefect! Wang Baole laughed out loud. He was in an especially good mood. He had already learned how to become Head Prefect. All he needed to do was activate the test in front of the Hall Roll monument in the school hall. There, he would record his Spirit Stone refinement process. Once the purity reached the required number, he would immediately become Head Prefect.

Once I become Head Prefect, I will become one of a handful of important people in the Dharmic Armament faculty. When the time comes, I want to see who dares bully me! Wang Baole was burning with eagerness as his anticipation became extremely intense. It felt like the blood coursing through his body was speeding up.

Although the distance from his cave abode to the school hall was not very far, it was still nonzero. In his excitement, Wang Baole did not notice a senior student from the Dharmic Armament faculty pass him by. When he saw Wang Baole, his eyes lit up!

He noticed that Wang Baole was wearing his specially-recruited student robes in tatters. He immediately lifted his voice transmission ring and whispered, "I see Wang Baole. His clothes are untidy!"

Meanwhile, as the student sent a voice transmission, on the mountain peak of the Dharmic Armament faculty, there were three very striking pavilion buildings. The three of them were close to one of the Dharmic Armament's three main halls. They were completely purple in color and looked like a constable's office in feudal China. They seemed to have an oppressing aura, which could be felt clearly by anyone who saw it.

There were even students appearing like guards at the entrances of these three pavilion buildings. They stood there, coldly looking at everyone who passed by.

Usually, any student who passed the three buildings would subconsciously speed up their pace to depart the area, unwilling to stay a moment longer.

The three purple pavilion buildings represented the College Discipline Department, a place that had a stature and power that was only second to the faculty dean and teachers in the Dharmic Armament faculty!

Many people liked to call these three buildings the Head Prefect Pavilions!

It was because the person responsible for the College Discipline Department was the Head Prefect of the respective faculty!

In Ethereal Dao College's Lower Academy Island, each faculty had different Head Prefects and had respective College Discipline Departments that were responsible for their respective faculties.

The position of Head Prefect was obtained through their own strength. This was originally one of the rules of Ethereal Dao College, making the identity of Head Prefect extraordinary. The only person who could order them was the Chancellor!

Therefore, every Head Prefect was also known as a disciple of the Chancellor!

As for the respective faculty's College Discipline Department that they were responsible for, the Chancellor had handed over authority. It was now in the hands of the black-robed middle-aged man who had been unhappy about Wang Baole. That also meant that the Vice-Chancellor held the authority!

Due to these special circumstances, although the faculty deans could instruct their faculty's Head Prefect, they would generally not act on it. They would usually agree in public but disagree inwardly, leaving things to the Head Prefect.

At this moment, inside the Spirit Stones Head Prefect's pavilion, beside the Spirit Stones Hall, there were about eight senior students dressed in black robes who were unlike ordinary students, chatting merrily. If any one of them walked in the Dharmic Armament faculty, it would make many students tiptoe around them.

Commissioned as College Discipline Department inspectors by the Spirit Stones Hall's Head Prefect, they had quite immense authority. They could monitor all students in the Dharmic Armament faculty for the violation of college rules. Two of them were the youths that had escorted Wang Baole from the hall back them.

As they casually chatted, one of them lowered his head to look at his voice transmission ring. When he looked up, he revealed a smile.

"Everyone, let's continue later. Let's go deal with Wang Baole. Someone saw him violating college rules. He's on the way to the Spirit Stones Hall!" The moment he said that, the students around him laughed as well.

"He has finally been caught? Some time ago, Head Prefect had asked me about this when I reported to him."

"Speaking of which, it has been more than half a year since the Head Prefect gave us this mission. I have been cracking my head about this. That fatty has been like a ghost for the past half year. He's practically unseen. However, I believe the mission is not because he offended Head Prefect."

"Haha, we don't have to care about that. It's likely that Head Prefect is just helping someone. If he really had offended Head Prefect, the fatty would have long been in trouble. But we need to look fierce. That fatty pisses me off, too."

The group quickly left the College Discipline Department amid casual chatter. The moment they walked out, their expressions turned stern and forbidding. More than ten of them walked formidably straight for the route that was necessary to reach the Spirit Stone Hall.

Their trip out immediately garnered the notice of several students. When they saw the entourage, they shuddered and knew that someone was in trouble. As they discussed, some even followed behind the entourage from afar, in the hope of seeing the College Discipline Department enforce the college rules.

On the tiny path outside the Spirit Stones Hall, an excited Wang Baole appeared not long later. He met with the entourage of College Discipline Department inspectors along the way.

The tiny path was not considered very wide, but it was enough for about five people to proceed forward shoulder-to-shoulder. Wang Baole was in a very good mood, and when he saw the group of inspectors, he immediately recalled how he would be their superior moments later. He could not help but smile and even raised his hand to greet them.

"Everyone…"

Before he finished his words, the group of black-clothed inspectors opposite him sneered. One of them suddenly roared, interrupting Wang Baole's sentence.

"Wang Baole, you are wandering around in unkempt clothes. By dressing up strangely, you are in violation of our Ethereal Dao College's Rule 3, Clause 7. Come with us now!" As the inspector bellowed, he walked toward Wang Baole and raised his right hand to grab Wang Baole's shoulder.

He did not care about Wang Baole's specially-recruited status or his cultivation level. From his point of view, no student would dare resist arrest in the Dharmic Armament faculty, especially when there was outright evidence.

Wang Baole frowned and took half a step back to avoid the strike.

"Schoolmates, I'm really sorry. There is a reason for this. I'll be changing my clothes in a while. I'll also go to the College Discipline Department to cooperate with you to resolve the matter shortly." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and replied patiently. He was indeed dressed in tatters, but it was because he had gained so much weight that his pliable specially-recruited Dao robes had torn apart. In his eagerness to become Head Prefect, he had not had the time to collect a new set of robes.

It was quite a trivial matter. If not for the Spirit Stones Head Prefect's instructions, this matter could have been resolved by spending some Spirit Stones. It was even possible for them to turn a blind eye for his violation because of his specially-recruited status.

But, it had not been easy for the few black-robed inspectors to find a fault with Wang Baole, so how could they give up? The youth was immediately displeased to see that Wang Baole dared dodge his grab.

"You dare resist? Cut the crap. Take him away!" As the young inspector spoke, he reached out for Wang Baole once again. The other inspectors to his side him were sneering as they quickly came over. Clearly, they planned on arresting Wang Baole and taking him to the College Discipline Department.

Once there, it was not up to Wang Baole's decision if he had violated any other rules. They had the means to pile Wang Baole with violations. Although it was unlikely to expel him from school, they could definitely give him a black mark.

The students who had followed a distance away widened their eyes when they saw this. If anyone else had been arrested, they might not have even bothered. It was Wang Baole's specially-recruited status and the numerous times he had been in the limelight that made everyone feel that he was someone important.

Wang Baole was a clever person. He had been speaking nicely because he knew he was about to become Head Prefect. But upon seeing the inspectors' reactions and their unrelenting stance, it left him wary and impatient.

At the instant the youth extended his hand, Wang Baole raised his right hand and grabbed his wrist. Glaring into his eyes, he slowly enunciated each word.

"Which rule of the College Discipline Department requires such a level of arrest for untidy clothes?"

"You dare grab my wrists and talk about the rules? Wang Baole, you are resisting disciplinary enforcement. That adds another count to your charge. He can now be apprehended!" The youth who had his wrist grabbed sneered. He was in no way nervous, and his voice sounded arrogant. Furthermore, he had raised his other hand to punch Wang Baole.

Upon hearing the youth's words and seeing his expression, Wang Baole's face dropped. He appeared to have a happy-go-lucky character usually, but once he was bullied, he showed no hesitation at striking back!

"To think that the atrocities the College Discipline Department partakes in have reached such an outrageous level!" Upon saying that, Wang Baole's eyes flashed. He bent the wrist, causing a cracking sound. A sharp scream came out of the youth as his body was thrown out by a swing from Wang Baole. He fell to the side involuntarily. His cries were shrill as sweat covered his face instantly.

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Chapter 30: Applying for the Test!

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A shrill scream, which contained an indescribable pain, echoed. Clearly, Wang Baole had bent the joints with considerable force due to his rage. Although he had held back a little and had not broken the inspector's wrist, the excruciating pain of having a joint twisted turned the youth faint.

"How dare you!"

"Wang Baole, you are in violation of the college's Rules 2 and 4. You resisted arrest and even engaged in assault!"

"Grab him!"

The other black-robed inspectors were alarmed and furious. They thought themselves above the law and had never encountered such a situation. They immediately released their cultivation and, while charging toward Wang Baole, roared with a rebuking voice.

This scene captured the attention of everyone nearby. They widened their eyes as they drew gasps.

"This Wang Baole… actually dared to assault inspectors!"

"Heavens, that's unprecedented. This is going to be huge!"

As everyone reeled in shock, the College Discipline Department inspectors charged at Wang Baole furiously. Their cultivation levels were all unequal. The weakest was at the Blood Qi realm, and the strongest was at the Physical Seal realm.

After all, to become the trusted henchman of the Spirit Stones Hall Head Prefect, their cultivation levels could not be too weak even if they were also students of the Dharmic Armament faculty. Especially with the numbers advantage and their belief that they were enforcing the college rules, they became more overbearing as they rushed toward Wang Baole.

"When you attack, it's called enforcing the rules. Right and wrong are all determined by what you say. All I did was dodge, and it became resisting arrest. All I did was block a wrist, and I had another charge added. College Discipline Department, nice going! From this, I can see that your Head Prefect must not have been disciplining all of you and has condoned to your actions!" Wang Baole was enraged as well. Their arrival was clearly abnormal. Although he did not know the reason, he knew they were doing it on purpose.

"How dare you think of rising above us? You are unqualified!"

"What a sharp tongue. Let's see if you can remain so once you are inside the College Discipline Department!" The black-robed inspectors were infuriated when they heard that. In their eyes, the arrest of Wang Baole was no longer a mission handed to them by the Head Prefect. Instead, they wanted to make Wang Baole know how formidable their College Discipline Department was!

As they growled, the black-robed inspectors approached him.

If this was any other time, Wang Baole might have found other ways to handle the situation, but now, he was already considered a quasi-Head Prefect. All he needed to do was take a test to immediately become their superior.

This left him intolerant of their actions. The moment the black-robed inspectors approached, he snorted coldly and took a step forward.

"Since your Head Prefect isn't disciplining you, I shall do the honors." The moment Wang Baole said that, he sped up tremendously. His right hand raised up as he grabbed a person's finger and bent it ruthlessly. The cracking sound was immediately drowned out by a shrill cry. He raised his right foot to kick him away. Turning his body, he grabbed another person's wrist and twisted the joint.

Shrill cries resounded as Wang Baole phased away, dodging the combined attacks of three people. He clenched his fist and emanated the powers of his Physical Seal realm. After striking out with his fist, his body seemed to casually send a kick, landing it on another person's crotch.

His body did not stop, and when he walked forward, he began using his twisting technique. Immediately, all the black-robed inspectors beside him wailed as though they could not find their footing.

All of this happened too quickly. Wang Baole's figure seemed like flowing water as he tore through the ten plus black-robed inspectors. Tragic cries erupted as the shrill screams spread everywhere.

Soon, Wang Baole came to a stop. All the black-robed inspectors around him had fallen to the ground. They were either grabbing their wrists, their fingers, or their crotches. All of them were screaming.

Their bodies were drenched in sweat, and when they looked at Wang Baole, their rage had a savageness to it.

"Wang Baole, you will definitely be expelled!"

"Wang Baole, I have already reported this to the Head Prefect. You have committed a serious violation!"

The group roared angrily. Meanwhile, on the peak of the Dharmic Armament faculty's mountain, in a region where there was rich Spirit Qi, there was a cave abode that looked more majestic than Wang Baole's residence. Inside the cave abode was a youth dressed in a purple Head Prefect robe. He had average looks, and his face was a little freckled. He was holding a Spirit Stone and was fully focused on carving an inscription on it.

It appeared as though he could not divert any attention, but at that moment, his voice transmission ring vibrated. This immediately affected the youth as his palm missed and ruined the inscription. With a bang, the Spirit Stone shattered and turned to dust.

"Darn it!" The youth looked up suddenly, his eyes filled with displeasure. He was none other than the Spirit Stones Hall's Head Prefect, Jiang Lin. His voice transmission ring was unique to the College Discipline Department. Usually, the inspectors under him knew of his habits. Most of them would report to him outside the door. Very few of them sent him voice transmissions.

Now, a rare voice transmission ring immediately caused his inscription to fail. This left Jiang Lin sullen, and just as he was about to take out the voice transmission ring to curse, he heard the lamenting voice coming from it. His eyes revealed a look of rage.

"Wang Baole? So what if he's specially-recruited?" He snorted coldly and walked out his cave abode immediately. Toward people who dared challenge his College Discipline Department, his usual modus operandi was to strike them down swiftly.

Meanwhile, the crowd that was paying attention to the matter on the tiny path toward the Spirit Stones Hall stood in shock, mouths agape. They were astonished that Wang Baole had retaliated. Some even immediately recognized it to be a twisting technique that had recently been trending in the Dao College.

As it was trending, most people did not make too many connections. Furthermore, they were still in shock at Wang Baole's brutal assault of the College Discipline Department. Simultaneously, they could not help but feel pleased. Many of them had pent up anger toward the College Discipline Department. However, they were afraid of any vengeance that might befall them, so they did not dare cheer him on and could only exclaim.

"Heavens! He actually dared beat up a bunch of people from the College Discipline Department…"

"The consequences of beating the College Discipline Department are extremely severe. Is this Wang Baole mad?"

As the crowd discussed while the ten plus black-robed inspectors glared viciously, Wang Baole remained composed while he walked toward the Spirit Stones Hall. To others, his assault of the College Discipline Department was a severe matter, but to him, the solution was very simple.

Becoming Head Prefect was enough.

With this thought in mind, a glint flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. He took a few brisk steps and arrived in the Spirit Stones Hall.

There were no classes, and although there were students outside the lecture hall, there were not many people. Wang Baole's arrival garnered their attention, but the news outside had not reached them. By the time they learned of the assault, Wang Baole's figure had stepped into the lecture hall, vanishing from their sights!

Standing beside the rostrum, in front of the gigantic, blue stone wall, Wang Baole's eyes emitted a glimmer of anticipation. He took out his identity jade token and pressed it against the stone wall directly. He said solemnly, "Student Wang Baole. Application for the Spirit Stones Test!"

The moment Wang Baole said those words, the blue stone pillar immediately emitted light, which rapidly gathered inside Wang Baole's identity jade token. With a stately voice, the stone wall said, "Permitted!"

Wang Baole took a deep breath and sat cross-legged. He took out an Empty Stone, and holding it in hand, he immediately began refining the Spirit Stone. Spirit Qi instantly surged wantonly toward him as his eyes shimmered. The Empty Stone in his hand rapidly turned resplendent, and in a blink of an eye, it had reached 60% purity and was constantly turning purer!

Meanwhile, the Head Prefect of Spirit Stones Hall, Jiang Lin, the freckled youth, had led dozens of black-robed inspectors to the path where Wang Baole had delivered his assault. His appearance left the surrounding crowd silent. It also excited the black-robed inspectors who had been beaten.

"Head Prefect, that Wang Baole has gone in the direction of the Spirit Stones Hall. He has gone way overboard!"

"Wang Baole has violated the second, third, fourth, and seventh college rules. Head Prefect, please administer justice for us!"

When he saw his subordinates in such a wretched state, the rage in Jiang Lin's eyes turned more intense. He did not say anything but a light remark.

"Such an outrageous and unreasonable student has no right to continue as a student of our Ethereal Dao College." With that said, he walked toward the Spirit Stones Hall with dozens of black-robed inspectors behind him. All of them were fuming as they helped up their companions, and the entourage stomped toward the Spirit Stones Hall angrily.

The crowd was alarmed as the news quickly spread while they followed closely behind.

At that moment, with the changes in the situation, the news of Wang Baole's assault quickly spread. Similarly, the news disseminated rapidly on the Spirit Intranet. Not only did it garner the attention of the other faculties, the number of discussion threads and the uproar in reality constantly increased.

It made the eyes of Little Daoist, who was a live streaming aficionado, light up. He rushed straight for the Dharmic Armament faculty from his Traps faculty.

Little Daoist was extremely excited. As he ran toward the Dharmic Armament Peak, he roared at his recording device, "Guys, all of you must have heard of the situation between Wang Baole and the College Discipline Department. As long as someone gifts a Rocket, I will risk the danger of approaching Wang Baole once again. I will risk my life for this live stream!"

The direction in which Wang Baole was heading had been exposed by someone. There were people who had even entered the hall and transmitted scenes of what they saw. The news of Wang Baole taking the Spirit Stone purity test broke out like a storm.

"For real? Wang Baole went to take the test after his assault?"

"What's he thinking? Does he… think he can become Head Prefect? Haha, how is that possible?"

"That can't be… Become Head Prefect?" Those who managed to enroll in Ethereal Dao College had a certain level of intelligence. Someone quickly figured out the answer, but this answer gave the person who came up with it a fright. The person was filled with disbelief and shock, finding the matter ridiculous.

As more and more people rushed to Dharmic Armament Peak, Head Prefect Jiang Lin had arrived outside the Spirit Stones Hall. Someone beside him was keeping close tabs on the Spirit Intranet, murmuring to him the speculation that was adrift on the Spirit Intranet.

"He wants to be Head Prefect? He's just a mere freshman. He's far from qualified." Jiang Lin laughed when he heard the news. His eyes had a contemptuous look and did not seem to mind at all.

The dozens of inspectors behind him sneered derisively.

"He is just attempting desperate measures. No matter what he tries, there is no way he can escape his doomed fate!"

"How dare he beat people from our College Discipline Department. It's no one's fault but his own that this Wang Baole is courting death!"

"Let's see what happens in a while. Let's see if Wang Baole still dares to act as arrogantly as before. Didn't he beat someone? I want to know if he will beg for mercy once he comes out!"

Upon hearing his subordinates' comments, Jiang Lin looked at the Spirit Stones Hall. The contempt in his eyes turned more intense. Without stopping, he led more inspectors from the College Discipline Department toward the Spirit Stones Hall!

When they approached the hall, the inspectors drew their respective weapons and revealed ferocious looks like they were a dark cloud looming. This left the crowd so afraid that they did not dare approach. They even breathed carefully.

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Chapter 31: Assertive!

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Inside the hall, Wang Baole was sitting cross-legged in front of the blue stone wall. He had an austere expression and did not allow himself to be distracted. He focused on the Spirit Stone that was emitting light in his hand.

I previously taught the College Discipline Department a lesson. They must definitely hold a grudge against me. This time… it's best I make them feel utter despair. It will make no one have any hopes of touching my spot as Head Prefect! Wang Baole gritted his teeth, and after taking a deep breath, he infused more Spirit Qi into the Empty Stone.

As the Spirit Qi surged in, the Empty Stone gradually produced cracking sounds like it was about to shatter at any time. Such a shattering did not necessarily mean anything bad. It represented that the purity was rapidly increased.

Although the refinement with an Empty Stone was different from Wang Baole's Great Void Qi Devouring Art, he had been cultivating such a method from a young age; he was thoroughly acquainted with it. Even if he was not condensing a Spirit Stone out of thin air, it was just an additional step for him.

Although it was somewhat superfluous, he deeply knew the importance of keeping a secret—he did not require any Empty Stones. He was in full concentration, and as the Spirit Qi surged in him, the invisible vortex around him grew bigger. Finally, it spread outside the hall, and from afar, it looked like a black hole had appeared where the hall was.

This took time to describe, but in reality, only a few seconds passed. The cracking sounds produced by the Spirit Stone in Wang Baole's hand turned more intense, and soon, it dissipated to dust and was suddenly pulverized!

With the destruction of the Empty Stone, the remnant core suddenly burst out with a glaring rainbow irradiance like a gem. It was extremely resplendent and dazzling!

Even the hall's walls could not block the radiance. In an instant, rainbow light emanated through the hall.

At the instant the radiance penetrated the hall, the radiance burst out directly, blanketing every spot outside the hall with rainbow colors. From afar, the rainbow radiance soared high above Dharmic Armament Peak!

Everyone outside the hall, or even everyone in the Dharmic Armament faculty, witnessed this unforgettable scene with their own eyes!

"That's… That's… a rainbow irradiance!"

"A Rainbow Spirit Stone! Heavens, it's a Rainbow Spirit Stone!"

"Legend has it that only by reaching 93% purity would a… Rainbow Spirit Stone, which surpasses superior-grade Spirit Stones, be formed!"

With the commotion, nearly all the Dharmic Armament faculty students in the various regions of Dharmic Armament Peak saw the rainbow radiance burst out of the Spirit Stones Hall. Feeling shaken to the core, they ran toward the hall.

Even on the Spirit Intranet, news regarding this matter spread like a storm. The live-streaming aficionado, Little Daoist, had arrived outside the hall. He was so stunned by the scene in front of him that he forgot to request for Rocket gifts.

Everyone outside the hall widened their eyes when the beams burst out. Instantly, their expressions changed. Jiang Lin felt weak in his knees, as though he had seen a ghost. His mind turned abuzz as he failed to remain composed. He let out a cry filled with shock.

"Impossible!"

At that moment, gongs were heard. The sound spread throughout Dharmic Armament Peak and stirred everyone!

They were… the gongs that symbolized the appearance of a new Head Prefect!

There were nine gongs that represented the appearance of a new Head Prefect. As the gongs resounded, the noisy surroundings let out exclamations that exceeded anything from before.

"The head prefect gongs!"

"Wang Baole… has been promoted to Head Prefect!"

"It's shocking. How is it possible?"

The entire Spirit Intranet and Dharmic Armament faculty were astounded. The teachers of Dharmic Armament Peak could not sit still either. All of them rushed over with incredulous expressions.

"A Rainbow Spirit Stone has appeared. A new Head Prefect has appeared!"

In the dean's hall at the mountaintop, the goateed dean of the Dharmic Armament faculty, who held his beloved snuff bottle, was pondering over matters with his eyes closed. His eyes shot open when he heard the gongs. He was somewhat taken aback and found it inexplicable. After a moment of thought, he used his voice transmission ring to inquire, only to have his eyes widen suddenly.

"Wang Baole? Rainbow Spirit Stone! Newly-promoted Head Prefect!" He trembled as Wang Baole's appearance surfaced in his mind. He could not help but feel an odd feeling rise up in him as though the piece of dog shit that he had bought blindly hid a gold nugget in it.

As the gongs sent the Dharmic Armament faculty into a flurry and countless people exclaimed at the miraculous turn of events, the College Discipline Department inspectors outside the hall drew gasps as their expressions changed drastically. Under the illumination of the rainbow radiance, they appeared somewhat funny. The turning of tables had simply happened too fast. Their minds were in a state of perturbation, like the tumultuous waves of the sea in a storm. They found it impossible to comprehend the new information.

As for Jiang Lin, the color had drained from his face. He was trembling, unable to stand stably. The reason he led a charmed life in the Dao College was that of his identity as Head Prefect. But all of this, the power conferred upon him by his status, rapidly crumbled as the gongs resounded. As he felt faint, he had an extreme sense of indignation, which seemed to erupt crazily in his heart.

"It's absolutely impossible," Jiang Lin roared as he took out a token. It was crimson red, and on it were the words 'Head Prefect' engraved clearly. It was the Head Prefect Token that was automatically given by the blue wall the instant a student became Head Prefect!

However, the Head Prefect Token in Jiang Lin's hands were cracking noisily as though it was about to crumble to dust!

"Wang Baole!" Jiang Lin looked at the Head Prefect Token in his hands as his eyes turned red. The cracking lines seemed to reflect in his heart. At that moment, a deranged fit exploded from within him. Just as he was about to push open the Spirit Stones Hall with a roar, the door opened automatically before he could touch it!

As it opened, everyone cast their gaze over. They saw Wang Baole walking out of the Spirit Stones Hall.

He was still in his tattered student robes, but at that moment, everyone looked at him differently. He was… the newly-promoted Head Prefect!

The instant he walked out, the Head Prefect Token in Jiang Lin's hand seemed incapable of withstanding the aura that Wang Baole exuded. It disintegrated immediately and turned to dust.

The shattering of the token represented that Jiang Lin was now history. From that moment forth, Wang Baole controlled the College Discipline Department. He was equal to the other two Head Prefects of the Dharmic Armament faculty, an important figure who no one could ignore!

With the crumbling of the Head Prefect Token, Jiang Lin's entire body trembled while his eyes were filled with blood strands. He glared furiously at Wang Baole like a deranged beast. If his gaze could kill, he would have ripped Wang Baole into pieces by now.

Upon noticing the crowd's shocked expressions, the dozens of black-robed inspectors, who were unable to accept the reality before them despite wielding their weapons, and in particular Jiang Lin's eyes that were filled with extreme hate, Wang Baole chuckled lightly. A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He knew that if he had not become Head Prefect, he would definitely have been held captive. And the inspectors' arrogance and acts of rushing here no doubt signaled their ill intent.

Towards these people with ill intent, Wang Baole would absolutely not be merciful. He grabbed something out of his robes with his right hand, immediately pulling out a… brand new, crimson red token as he held it up high!

It represented authority over the College Discipline Department… the Head Prefect Token!

With the token revealed, everyone outside the Spirit Stones Hall felt their bodies and minds quake.

"As Head Prefect of the Spirit Stones Hall, I shall terminate your statuses as inspectors. From this moment forth, none of you are inspectors of the Spirit Stones Hall's College Discipline Department!"

Wang Baole looked at the inspectors, his cold voice reaching every corner like a cold wind that blew. It made the inspectors, who were wielding weapons, turn ghastly pale. Their bodies trembled as many of them loosened their grips, causing their weapons to fall to the ground.

One sentence from hims was enough to determine their futures!

But this was not over. After he terminated their statuses, a glint flashed in Wang Baole's eyes as he spoke again.

"All disciplinary matters that happened during your tenure will undergo a retrial. Injustices will absolutely not be tolerated!"

Similarly, his one sentence no longer determined their futures but their fates!

The moment that was said, the minds of all the former inspectors buzzed. Their breathing hastened, and there was someone who even roared out angrily in despair.

"Wang Baole, you are bent on destroying us!"

Ignoring the former inspectors, who had previously cursed him viciously but were now putting on tough appearances, Wang Baole turned to look coldly at Jiang Lin. He said indifferently, "Jiang Lin, as head of the College Discipline Department, you instigated the crowd to create a disturbance. You are now terminated of all roles in the College Discipline Department. You shall be remanded in the College Discipline Department to await trial!"

Wang Baole's voice was not loud, but it sounded like echoing thunder in the ears of Jiang Lin and the former inspectors. It sounded like every word he said would be enforced to the letter, and instantly, the tide had turned. It made all these people with their previously formidable stances plummet from their lofty pedestals!

"Wang Baole, how dare you!

"Everyone, attack! This Wang Baole is abusing his power. We cannot accept it!"

Jiang Lin was already hysterical. Everything that had happened today was too sudden. Furthermore, he had lost everything in an instant. Deep down, he still could not accept that he had been Head Prefect moments ago, and now, he was to be held captive. He roared with reddened eyes as he rashly ran toward Wang Baole. His eyes even had a sliver of killing intent!

As for the inspectors, they were his subordinates to begin with. It would have been fine if Wang Baole had not been verbally vicious; they might have hesitated. However, now, they were about to be investigate, and all of them had skeletons in their closets. Therefore, in their raging emotions, they were bold enough to do anything. Although not everyone followed blindly, there were more than ten people who charged at Wang Baole.

Wang Baole sneered. The reason he had delivered such a salient message was to make these people attack him in rage. If not, he would have had to find other reasons to deal with them. These people had previously been filled with ill intent toward him, so his decisive and assertive character presented itself at that very moment.

"The resistance of disciplinary enforcement adds another count to your charge!" As Wang Baole spoke, he suddenly took one step forward.

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Chapter 32: Purge

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As Wang Baole walked forward, he appeared in front of a former inspector that was charging at him. He suddenly pressed down at the person's extended hand, and with his twisting technique, he bent his joint. Immediately, the person screamed painfully as his wrist broke with a cracking sound.

"The assault of the Head Prefect adds another count to your charge!"

Wang Baole did not stop. He took another step forward and lifted his foot. He kicked another person's knee, and with the same cracking sound and tragic scream, the person wailed in pain while holding onto his knee, unable to stand up.

"Harassment that causes disorderliness in the Dao College adds another count!"

This took time to describe, but in fact, with Wang Baole's martial prowess, the inspectors who had acted rashly were quickly jolted to their senses by the excruciating pain. They slumped to the ground, wailing tragically.

It was at that moment when Jiang Lin charged over with a furious roar. He had arrived in front of Wang Baole and had even taken out his Dharmic artifact. A Dharmic artifact was considered extremely precious to students. Even senior students needed to save up for years to obtain one. As for Wang Baole, he had not even seen a single Dharmic artifact up to now.

Jiang Lin's Dharmic artifact was a wooden sword. The sword, which was whistling toward Wang Baole, emitted a Spirit Qi halo. However, it was apparent that he was still unable to fully control it. A glint flashed in Wang Baole's eyes as his body phased away, his speed rising abruptly. After he dodged the wooden sword, he came close to Jiang Lin. He raised his right hand in a bid to grab Jiang Lin's finger. He did so without problems and ruthlessly bent the finger.

"As the former Head Prefect, you were negligent in your duties, fouling up the College Discipline Department. Your faults cannot be tolerated!"

As Wang Baole spoke, Jiang Lin, who was crying out in pain, struggled to get up. But in terms of combat experience, he was too inferior to Wang Baole, who had fought in hundreds of battles in the fight club. Before he could collect himself for any further action, Wang Baole kicked out, aiming his foot straight at Jiang Lin's crotch. With a bang, the tone of Jiang Lin's painful cries changed. He was sent flying!

This was still under the circumstances of Wang Baole being afraid that Jiang Lin would die. He did not use his full strength, for if he had done so, with his perfected Physical Seal strength, it was completely possible that he would have kicked Jiang Lin to death, considering how it was such a weak spot.

This scene was seen by everyone around him. They drew gasps, and while feeling shocked at Wang Baole's attacks, it also felt like this was the first time they were getting to know him.

The ones who had been beaten by him were shouting too tragically. Their fingers or wrists had suffered different degrees of fracturing. Jiang Lin was the most apparent of them all. His face was nearly purple as he held his crotch. He could not even utter a sound despite having his mouth open.

Teachers had already arrived in the sky by that moment. After seeing everything that had happened, they also felt deeply shocked, but no one did a thing to stop Wang Baole.

This was because Wang Baole had declared the reason before every move. Furthermore, he was the newly promoted Head Prefect. He held power over the Spirit Stones Hall's College Discipline Department, and it was only normal for him to handle his subordinates and purge any undesirables.

After cleanly subduing Jiang Lin and the unruly inspectors, Wang Baole stood there and looked at the inspectors who had not participated in the attack.

"I'm giving you a chance to atone for your faults. What are you waiting for? Take these students who have violated the rules back to the College Discipline Department!"

The moment Wang Baole said that, the former inspectors immediately gave him an affirmative while shuddering in fear. They did not care if the people wailing on the ground were their partners. They rushed forward and took them all away. Even the ones who had been injured struggled to get up as a show of their submission.

Wang Baole resolved the crisis as swift as lightning, and it gave him a deep understanding of the power and stature a Head Prefect had. He felt extremely excited.

This goal that had been in the making for more than half a year had finally been accomplished. It made him find the twilight sky at dusk especially beautiful. With so many students watching his promotion, it only made it better.

He took a deep breath and beamed. He looked at the crowd and teachers before cupping his fists and giving a deep bow.

"I will be counting on all my fellow schoolmates and teachers to take care of me in the future!"

This bow immediately left the still-astounded students around him solemn. They bowed back at Wang Baole, looking at him with fear and reverence.

As for the teachers, although they did not share the same sentiments as the students, they no longer treated him as an ordinary student when they looked at Wang Baole. All of them nodded, their impression toward Wang Baole deepening.

After all, he was Head Prefect, not a role the Dao College assigned. Every Head Prefect had earned their status through their hard work. Even if they had immense amounts of power, the Dao College's students had no qualms about it since it was all about one's intrinsic quality.

Especially with them having come to the realization that Wang Baole had only been in the Dao College for less than a year… In less than a year, he had become Head Prefect as a freshman. He had refined a Rainbow Spirit Stone, and this alone represented his extraordinariness!

After bowing at the surrounding students, Wang Baole stood straight up. He was feeling extremely pleased with himself at that moment. He slowly breathed in and walked toward the small path that led from the Spirit Stones Hall.

Countless pairs of eyes were fixated on him. Even the live-streaming Little Daoist was shocked. It took him a while to recover before quickly he softly requested for Rockets on his livestream.

"Guys, I am now secretly filming Wang Baole, whose huge face cannot be completely contained by the screen. He is extremely dangerous, and I'm in need of Rockets to protect myself. Come on, let the Rockets rain!"

But the moment he said that, his body shuddered as a baffling pressure bore down on him. He turned his head, and his eyes widened suddenly. He saw that Wang Baole, who had been walking toward the trail, had suddenly appeared beside him.

"Head… Head Prefect…" Little Daoist turned short of breath. Just as he was about to say something, Wang Baole leaned over and took a look at his recording device.

"Say, why haven't you learned how to live stream?" Wang Baole had a dissatisfied look. He did not snatch the recording device this time. Instead, he coughed dryly and shouted at it.

"Guys, did this Little Daoist visit the Lava Chamber back then? If he didn't, tell me. I'll personally escort him there. I will absolutely not allow your Rockets to be wasted for nothing!" Before Wang Baole finished his sentence, the viewers in the live streaming channel exploded. It immediately bustled as messages flooded the screen.

Little Daoist held his breath as he saw messages about him not entering the Lava Chamber fill the screen. It had not been easy to get the viewers to let the matter pass back then. Now, with Wang Baole raising the issue again, he nearly fainted.

Wang Baole snorted inwardly. He had a sharp ear and had heard Little Daoist mention how his face was huge. He was obviously not going to let the matter rest. Feeling pleased with his actions, Wang Baole happily walked into the distance with his hands behind his back while humming a tune.

Soon, with Wang Baole's departure, not only was the discussion in the live stream channel boosted, tumultuous voices broke out around the Spirit Stones Hall. Only Little Daoist was left there, feeling too sorrowful for tears. He felt that Wang Baole was his nemesis in his live streaming career.

At the same time, in the Head Prefect residence of the Dharmic Armament faculty's Spirit Kernel Hall, there were two youths standing at its penthouse, looking far into the distance where the Spirit Stones Hall was.

The both of them were two of the three Head Prefects of the Dharmic Armament faculty—the Inscriptions Head Prefect and the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect!

The Spirit Kernel Head Prefect was handsome. He effused an air of nobility, and it was apparent he came from an affluent family. It was a bearing formed by the training and habits he had since he was young.

Compared to the gloomy expression of the Inscriptions Head Prefect behind him, he remained calm. Even the gongs had only made a glint flash in his eyes.

At that moment, the Inscriptions Head Prefect behind the luxurious youth looked down at his voice transmission ring and said slowly, "Brother Lin, Jiang Lin has been captured."

The luxurious youth was somewhat surprised when he heard that. After careful questioning, he learned of the reason and could not help but chuckle.

"Jiang Lin is too stupid. By acting himself, he only has himself to blame for being captured. However, this Wang Baole is quite an interesting fella!"

"Brother Lin, this Wang Baole is probably different from us. Now that Jiang Lin has lost his position as Head Prefect, we will have some trouble controlling the Dharmic Armament faculty," said the Inscriptions Head Prefect in a deep voice as he frowned.

The luxurious youth smiled upon hearing that. He was very composed as he turned to pat the Inscriptions Head Prefect's shoulder.

"Brother Cao, there's no hurry. Let's allow Wang Baole to feel complacent for a few days. I heard that the college will be implementing some major changes to the Head Prefects in the near future." The luxurious youth's smile seemed to indicate that there was something deeper. As he spoke, he turned to look back at the Spirit Stones Head Prefect's residence. A look of contempt flashed in his eyes.

The Inscriptions Head Prefect immediately heaved a sigh of relief when he heard what the luxurious youth had to say. When he thought of the background of the person in front of him, he felt relieved. Although he stood with the luxurious youth, one would notice that he stood half a step behind if one took a careful look. Clearly, the luxurious youth was the leader.

In fact, among the three Head Prefects of the Dharmic Armament faculty, it was the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect that held the greatest power. Apart from his identity as Head Prefect, what was more important was his exceedingly terrifying background.

The Inscriptions Head Prefect could only guess the luxurious youth's background; he had nothing comprehensive. However, he had once personally witnessed the powerful Vice-Chancellor of the Lower Academy Island appear very polite to this Spirit Kernel Head Prefect. He was even willing to abide by his wishes to arrange certain matters for him. For example, he had helped him arrange to obtain a specially-recruited student nomination for this batch's Dharmic Armament faculty.

Although he had ultimately failed, the reason was not the Vice-Chancellor's fault. Instead, it had to do with the surprise that was Wang Baole.

Wang Baole! The Inscriptions Head Prefect smiled. After being relieved of his pressure, he took on a new view of him. He felt that even if Wang Baole had some means, he would have to learn to bow his head in the Dharmic Armament faculty!

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Chapter 33: Liu Daobin's Talent

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That night, Little Daoist pleaded on the live stream, again and again, using all possible means to get the viewers to let the matter pass or promise them a whole other bunch of things before they agreed to allow him to enter the Lava Chamber in separate instances.

When he entered the Lava Chamber, he sat there and experienced the high temperatures of his surroundings. The tears that came out of his eyes immediately evaporated as he held his recording device high while trembling.

"Guys, your host, Little Daoist, is now in the Lava Chamber. Don't worry. It's only 37 Rockets. I'll definitely finish them all!"

But before he finished his sentence, a newcomer entered his live streaming channel. The newcomer's nickname was very domineering. It was… Federation President Daddy.

The moment the user entered, he sent ten Rockets. As they whooshed across the recording device's screen, he left a message.

"Little Daoist, all the best. Here are ten Rockets for you, for an additional twenty hours!"

Little Daoist was instantly dumbfounded. He usually loved receiving Rockets, but today, in this Lava Chamber, he did not want any of them. However, he understood that for someone to easily give ten Rockets upon entry meant that they were a huge client. He immediately thanked him.

"Thank you, Federation President Daddy… for your Rockets…" As he spoke halfway, he found the name extremely odd. As he bit the bullet to finish reading the name, Federation President Daddy appeared very happy, sending him another ten Rockets.

After the gift, Federation President Daddy did not stay long. He quickly went offline, leaving Little Daoist feeling pleasantly surprised and in a dilemma.

Meanwhile, news of Wang Baole's promotion to Head Prefect of the Spirit Stones Hall spread widely in the Dharmic Armament faculty. While it caused an uproar as well as stir attention, all the Dharmic Armament faculty students knew very well that the figures who held power in the Dharmic Armament faculty no longer included Jiang Lin but now had the addition of Wang Baole!

The next morning was ushered in as the stir due to Wang Baole's promotion continued outside. Wang Baole stood in front of his cave abode's mirror, wearing a set of purple Head Prefect robes. He took in the material as well as the might it exuded, one that far exceeded his specially-recruited robes. He looked at the mirror with his chin up for quite some time.

As he looked at his rotund self in the mirror, Wang Baole's eyes seemed to have an automatic filter. He looked from different angles as he posed in different ways, finding himself more and more impressive.

How handsome. And so slim at that! Good at studies too! Just too excellent! I can't even help but worship myself!

While Wang Baole lost himself to his delusions, he subconsciously took out a bag of snacks. As he ate, he continued looking at himself in the mirror. At times, he would look turn his head or body to the side… admiring his perfect body from different angles.

I'm so envious of these Head Prefect robes. If they had intelligence, they would definitely feel honored to be donned by such a handsome man!

After finishing his snacks moments later and feeling satisfied, Wang Baole held his head and chest high while walking out his cave abode. He went straight to the Spirit Stones Hall's Head Prefect Pavilion and began his first day as Head Prefect.

As he walked over, all the students who saw Wang Baole would stop and respectfully greet him. The three Head Prefects wielded too much power. Although they were responsible over the College Discipline Department and had overlapping degrees of responsibilities among themselves, they generally held independent roles.

The respective Head Prefect Pavilion would have absolute authority over any violator of the college regulations it caught. Therefore, to ordinary students, the Head Prefect was absolutely not to be offended. It was even to the point that if the Head Prefect took good care of them, they would definitely lead a comfortable life in the Dao College.

After receiving endless greetings, Wang Baole was feeling extremely pleased, especially when he saw many female schoolmates greet him with sweet voices. Some even requested his contact information. Wang Baole's spirits rose as his eyes lit up. He was more and more impressed by the benefits the status as Head Prefect gave him.

Hence, he would chuckle and greet them back. He felt that the sun was particularly bright and the sky extremely blue.

In his good mood, Wang Baole arrived at the Spirit Stones Hall's Head Prefect Pavilion. The moment he came close, he saw more than seventy inspectors standing outside Head Prefect Pavilion. They were standing there orderly and solemnly, and the moment they noticed Wang Baole, all seventy plus of them greeted him with gusto in unison.

"Good morning, Head Prefect!" The seventy plus black-robed inspectors had bent their backs in unison. Their uniform voices immediately attracted many students who were passing by. All of them turned their heads and discussed among themselves.

"Schoolmates, good morning!" Wang Baole coughed dryly. His hands were held behind his back, and with an entourage of black-robed inspectors, he stepped into the Head Prefect Pavilion. The black-robed inspectors were all fawning and treating him carefully as they walked from the main door of Head Prefect Pavilion to the Head Prefect Office.

"Head Prefect, you came over so early in the morning. I believe you haven't had breakfast, am I right? I've already bought it for you. It's placed on your table."

"Head Prefect, my family is from Wuyi City 1 . I have already brewed a pot of the spirit tea that it produces."

"Head Prefect, we both share a common hobby. I also love eating snacks. I have already bought all of them for you, as well as Ice Spirit Water. They have been chilled, and you can drink them at your pleasure. It will greatly refresh you."

Upon hearing them, Wang Baole felt extremely pleased. However, he took on a resigned facade and pointed at them.

Wang Baole coughed dryly before he spoke categorically. "All of you, what should I do about you? Don't do this in the future. As students, you have to first establish yourselves, watch your speech, and finally mind your conduct!"

"Head Prefect, you are right. We were at fault!" the black-robed inspectors immediately answered. From their reply, it could be seen that they had put in a great deal of effort. After all, they had found out Wang Baole's preferences over night and learned what he had previously said. None of them had slept the previous night.

They had been uneasy, knowing that, although Wang Baole appeared amiable and jovial, they had heard how he had taken down more than ten inspectors and Jiang Lin yesterday outside the Spirit Stones Hall. He had terminated their statuses in public and had apprehended them.

The swift judgment left them alarmed and afraid.

There were even some of them who had borne witness yesterday. They knew that the seemingly harmless Wang Baole was very terrifying once decorum was lost. Furthermore, all of them were riddled with crimes. None of them dared not work hard.

As he briefly enjoyed the crowd's flattery, Wang Baole held his hands to his back, feeling very pleased. After he entered his Head Prefect Office, he could not help but sigh when he saw the luxurious room.

I must not waste the kindness of my schoolmates, considering how well they protect and take care of me.

As Wang Baole sighed, he drank the nourishing spirit tea and the exquisite breakfast his subordinate had bought for him. Then, he took out a bag of snacks and, as he ate, pondered over things. Finally, he instructed someone to summon Liu Daobin.

Soon, Liu Daobin was politely invited over by the inspectors. After he saw Wang Baole inside the Head Prefect Office, Liu Daobin felt mixed emotions and was a little lost. Although he had learned that Wang Baole had become Head Prefect yesterday, he still found it incredible.

"Wang…" Just as he was about to shout out Wang Baole's name, the inspector beside him glared at him. Liu Daobin's heart tightened as he instinctively recalled the scenes he had seen from his father. He immediately took a few brisk steps over and gave Wang Baole a deep bow.

"Greetings, Head Prefect!"

"Daobin, why are you this way, too? We are all schoolmates. What's all this about greetings?" Wang Baole feigned anger and went forward to get Liu Daobin to stand up straight. He dismissed the inspectors around him and invited Liu Daobin to take a seat.

"Daobin, it's been half a year in a blink of an eye. I still recall the turn of events back during our test." Wang Baole stroked the tiny stubble that had just grown out his chin, as though he was recalling the past. This was an opening statement he had learned from the high officials' autobiographies. However, regardless of how one looked at it, having such an expression as a teenager just felt odd.

Liu Daobin found it odd as well but quickly repressed his thoughts. Although he had been invited by Wang Baole to sit, he recalled the actions his father did daily when facing superiors. He quickly mimicked his father and sat forward, taking only half of the seat. He wore a very attentive expression on his face.

"Head Prefect, it was all thanks to you for saving my life. I, Daobin, will never forget it!" He waited for Wang Baole to finish his sentence, and his response was in line with Wang Baole's words.

"Now that there are no outsiders here, you can call me by my name. Daobin, I do not treat you as an outsider." Wang Baole sized up Liu Daobin and was first amazed by Liu Daobin's sitting stance and reply before being very pleased. However, he was quite perplexed as to how Liu Daobin appeared more attuned toward the etiquette among official circles than he was.

Has he also read the high officials' autobiographies? While Wang Baole remained perplexed, he secretly remembered the way Liu Daobin sat and studied it inwardly.

Liu Daobin immediately answered with the affirmative. He deliberately made himself look relaxed, but, in fact, he did not change the way he sat at all. This way, the two engaged in a casual conversation that broadened Wang Baole's horizons. He suddenly felt that Liu Daobin was very impressive.

I didn't notice it before, but this fellow has quite a special way of doing things. Wang Baole felt that he had benefited greatly. He then suggested his earnest intention to make Liu Daobin one of the inspectors of the Spirit Stones Hall's College Discipline Department.

The moment he said that, Liu Daobin's breathing immediately hastened. Even though he was well-read and had learned a lot of knowledge from his father, he was still a young man. The moment he heard that he could become an inspector, he immediately stood up in excitement.

"Thank you, Head Prefect. I will definitely obey any instructions you have for me in the future!"

Wang Baole laughed out loud, and after giving Liu Daobin a few words of encouragement, he promoted a few students from Phoenix City. Finally, he let Liu Daobin recommend a few people before making all those people become inspectors of the Spirit Stones Hall's College Discipline Department by giving his orders as Head Prefect.

"I just took over this College Discipline Department. Daobin, you will have to help me watch it in the future." Finally, Wang Baole gave him a few more instructions before the extremely excited Liu Daobin took his leave. He sat in his chair, placed his leg on the table, and drank the Ice Spirit Water. He felt especially good as he picked up a dossier placed on the table and began casually browsing it.

These dossiers were about matters that the Spirit Stones Hall's inspectors had dealt with regarding college regulation violations. They needed his final decision.

Upon seeing the thick dossier, Wang Baole gave it a cursory glance. Apart from a person named Sun Qifang, who had been caught for stealing the manuals of the Dharmic Armament faculty, the others were trivial violations of the college regulations.

Even the severity of theft of manuals could vary. All these were cases where the Spirit Stones Hall inspectors had made the arrest; therefore, Wang Baole had the absolute power to deal with them.

After a quick glance, he found it boring and threw the dossier to the side before continuing eating his snacks.

This College Discipline Department just needs them to be afraid of me. I do not have the time and effort to deal with such matters. Back in the test, Liu Daobin quickly organized a group of people and acted as leader. He seems rather experienced… I can consider letting him watch them.

From a young age, Wang Baole's dream had been to become the Federation President. Now that he had become Head Prefect, he felt that he had taken a big step toward becoming the Federation President.

However, power was only a secondary reason for him wanting to become the Federation President. More importantly, he did not wish to be bullied by others. Now that he had become Head Prefect, he believed that it was unlikely anyone in the Dharmic Armament faculty could bully him.

With this thought in mind, Wang Baole did not wish to stay any longer. He went out and circled the grounds before exchanging for the Qi Fostering Art's second volume and the manuals of the study of Inscriptions. He returned to his cave abode and began cultivating as well as researching the second volume of the Qi Fostering Art.

From his point of view, he had already attained his goal. He was here in the Dao College to study. In the coming days, all he needed to do was focus on his studies.

Time passed, and soon, a week was over. During this week, Wang Baole would occasionally head to Head Prefect Pavilion while spending most of his time researching the second volume of the Qi Fostering Art.

Although he was not around, Liu Daobin managed to surprise Wang Baole once again with his management talent in the week following his promotion. Everything was handled in a very methodical manner, and any matters, be they major or minor, would be reported politely to Wang Baole in a summary for his call. He made sure to not make Wang Baole misunderstand or have thoughts that he was seizing power.

In fact, the Dao College's Head Prefect Pavilions had no instances of power usurpation. When it came down to it, the Head Prefect Pavilion had the power of appointment, allowing them to level any matters if one overstepped one's bounds!

This was something Liu Daobin knew very well.

Meanwhile, in the Combat faculty…

Although he was not Head Prefect, Lu Zihao secretly mustered himself to battle Chen Ziheng and Zhuo Yifan for the post of Head Prefect. He was suspiciously checking the news about Wang Baole on the Spirit Intranet when he took notice of some pictures.

The more he stared at Wang Baole in the pictures, the more he felt something amiss. Moments later, he took out his voice transmission ring and immediately sent a voice transmission to Zhou Lu's younger sister from the fight club.

"Zhou Jing, help me gather the information regarding that shameless Fat Rabbit. I think I've found a target!"

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Chapter 34: Dharmic Armament Moneybags

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Wang Baole was very pleased having Liu Daobin in charge of the College Discipline Department. He also placed more time and effort on the second volume of the Qi Fostering Art. The second volume could only be obtained by people who could refine Spirit Stones at 80% purity or higher. It also described information regarding the other two main topics in the Dharmic Armament faculty.

They were respectively the study of Inscriptions and Spirit Kernels.

At that moment, Wang Baole was sitting cross-legged in his cave abode. As he ate his snacks, he was studying the second volume of the Qi Fostering Art. He was no longer uninformed about the Dharmic Armament faculty, unlike back when he had first arrived at the Dao College. After half a year of interactions, he had a very good understanding of the faculty.

He knew that the so-called Dharmic Armament faculty was about the refinement of Dharmic artifacts. And the refinement process had five steps. The first three steps could be learned in the Lower Academy Island. As for the final two steps, they could only be learned after being accepted into the Upper Academy Island.

"Spirit Stones, Inscriptions, Spirit Kernel, Material Refinement, Forging!" Wang Baole ruminated as he ate his snacks.

The second volume of the Qi Fostering Art introduced the different grades of Dharmic artifacts. The first and second grades were known as Dharmic artifacts. From the third to sixth grade, they were known as numinous treasures. At the seventh grade, they were considered Dharmic armaments.

In addition, armament marks were introduced. Only when an artifact became a third-grade numinous treasure would three natural marks appear, representing its grade.

The present Federation's artifact refinement methods came from methods recorded on the gigantic sword fragments. Everything was based on the foundation of Spirit Stones. To refine a Dharmic artifact, the first step was to refine a Spirit Stone. Following that, one had to inscribe the Spirit Stone with inscriptions.

Different inscriptions would determine the differences between the usage and direction to which a Dharmic artifact could develop. Spirit Stones were the foundation, while Inscriptions were the skeleton. Their importance was so great that they were known as the core of Dharmic artifacts!

Every inscription had a unique effect. When inscriptions matched with one another, they would generate even more changes. To refine a Dharmic artifact, one had to make a robust foundation, and the more one was familiar with inscriptions, the easier it was to refine a Dharmic artifact in the future.

Therefore, the second volume of the Qi Fostering Art contained quite a lengthy record. It contained all sorts of inscriptions. Wang Baole made a rough estimate, and just the number of inscriptions recorded in the Qi Fostering Art's second volume was no fewer than a hundred thousand.

This was not including the inscription dictionary handed out by the Inscriptions Hall. The number of inscriptions in that manual numbered as many as a million. If the inscriptions changed as a result of the matching interactions, one would have to memorize even more. It was not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of information.

The Inscriptions Hall of the Dharmic Armament faculty's three halls tested the students on their memorization of inscriptions. There was no trick to such memorization, and success depended on the individual. It was just too difficult to memorize and understand a million available inscriptions.

Even the present Inscriptions Hall's Head Prefect could only memorize four hundred thousand inscriptions. As for more, not only did it need talent, it also needed perseverance and time.

Once someone became accomplished in inscriptions, they could mix and match the million fixed inscriptions to a certain extent to create brand new effects. However, such acts required a deep foundation. Only an artifact refinement master was capable of doing so.

As the memorization was too difficult, the Inscriptions Hall of Ethereal Dao College's Dharmic Armament faculty only tested on the number of inscriptions one memorized, but in fact, as long as one memorized more than a hundred thousand inscriptions, one would pass it and be allowed to begin the study of Spirit Kernels.

After all, there were just too many inscriptions. It was completely impossible for the average person to memorize all of them. Therefore, there were inscription dictionaries that aided them. However, an inscription dictionary was still very different from a word dictionary. In addition, the refinement of artifacts typically had a strict requirement on time. There were also many variations. While the checking of an inscription dictionary needed time, there was also a need to understand and have a basic mastery of things. Therefore, although an inscription dictionary was useful, the aid given was not especially great.

After roughly studying the rest of the Qi Fostering Art's second volume, Wang Baole took a deep breath. He knew deep down that, although he was currently the Spirit Stones Hall's Head Prefect, he had only embarked on his first step into the subject of Dharmic Armaments.

I still need to continue working hard. Wang Baole picked up the inscription dictionary and casually flipped it open. When he saw the dense records and the sinuous inscription dictionary, he immediately felt a migraine coming on.

Moments later, he gritted his teeth and began memorizing.

However, such memorization was limited. For a million, even Wang Baole felt a deep sense of helplessness toward it despite his belief that he had a good memory. Although the inscription dictionary mentioned a few pills that could aid one's memories, Wang Baole discovered on the Spirit Intranet that these pills were pretty much priceless. They were even rarer than the Cleansing Pill. To obtain any required a bit of luck.

In addition, although these pills were effective, they would ultimately result in drug resistance. If one ate too many, one could even hallucinate. Therefore, one could not solely rely on pills to memorize. Inevitably, people still had to rely on themselves. Wang Baole sighed, and as he searched for the pills, he bit the bullet and began memorizing bit by bit.

Time quickly passed, and soon, another week was over.

During this week, there were students that called on him nearly every day. They would deliver all sorts of gifts, but in response to these, Wang Baole would directly reject them. He was categorical about it since he had read the high officials' autobiographies. He knew that accepting gifts so flagrantly was not right.

Apart from the visits and gifts from Dharmic Armament faculty students, the Head Prefects from the other faculties also successively sent congratulatory gifts. Although they were simple gifts, all of them left a voice transmission ring mark. Clearly, they intended to acquaint themselves with Wang Baole.

Wang Baole placed a great emphasis on these other faculty Head Prefects. He accepted their gifts because he knew the importance of a social circle. Hence, he sent them gifts in return, and although they had never met, they established ties in this way.

Another few days passed until Wang Baole, who was becoming groggy from memorizing the inscriptions, received a gift from the Alchemy faculty's Vegetation Head Prefect, Zheng Liang. The gift was very precious, and it far exceeded any gift of the other Head Prefects. It was a Crystal Memory Pill!

This pill was recorded in the inscription dictionary as one of the pills that could aid in one's memory. It was difficult to buy it on the market, and it was definitely not cheap. It left Wang Baole greatly surprised.

As he held the pill bottle, he looked at the crystalline pill inside. As he felt moved, Wang Baole fell silent for a moment. He activated his voice transmission ring and connected to Vegetation Head Prefect Zheng Liang's voice transmission ring with the mark that had come with the gift.

The communication with Zheng Liang went smoothly. Wang Baole first thanked him for his pills politely. After a casual conversation, Zheng Liang invited Wang Baole to the Alchemy faculty. He probably guessed that Wang Baole was puzzled by the pill. With a smiling tone, Zheng Liang spoke through the voice transmission ring.

"Junior Brother Baole, to be honest. I have refined a pill and am in desperate need for Spirit Stones above 90% purity to be used as the cauldron fire's foundation. As you know, such Spirit Stones are not easily bought on the market, so I thought of troubling you."

Upon hearing Zheng Liang's words, Wang Baole also understood the reason. He laughed out loud and did not reject it. He accepted Zheng Liang's invitation.

Zheng Liang was very pleased as he made an appointment with Wang Baole before ending the conversation.

In Ethereal Dao College, unless they were Head Prefects of the same faculty, the Head Prefects would have a very cordial relationship among themselves. They were also willing to befriend each other at a deeper level. After all, everyone was of the same standing. If their friendship reached a certain extent, they could be very helpful to each other.

Days later, Wang Baole left his cave abode at the appointed time. He walked toward the Alchemy faculty.

Wang Baole had spent most of his time on Dharmic Armament Peak despite having lived in Ethereal Dao College for half a year. He seldom went to the other faculties, and it was his first time visiting to the Alchemy faculty.

As he walked on the Alchemy faculty's mountain peak, he looked at the luxuriant vegetation, pavilions, and buildings around him. He immediately felt the difference between the Dharmic Armament faculty and the Alchemy faculty.

The Spirit Qi here is actually richer than the Dharmic Armament faculty. Furthermore, it's a lot milder. Wang Baole was very sensitive to Spirit Qi after cultivating in the Great Void Qi Devouring Art.

As he marveled while proceeding forward, a herbal fragrance could be detected in the surrounding air. The further he proceeded, the thicker the herbal fragrance became. Eventually, Wang Baole discovered that the entire Alchemy Peak was lingering with herbal fragrance.

The herbal fragrance that entered his nose did not aid his cultivation in any way, but it raised his spirits. It left Wang Baole surprised. There were herbal gardens outside every building, and he could see many students engaging in plantation work.

Apart from that, he also saw students setting up stalls along the road. They would promote the pills they refined. Some alchemical cauldrons were even for sale. Many people would take a look when they passed by. Some would immediately buy anything that they fancied.

This scene was not something seen in the Dharmic Armament faculty. As Wang Baole passed by, he felt that the Alchemy faculty was clearly simpler and more elegant, especially with the number of girls taking the majority. It was a treat for the eyes.

This place is great. I should have entered the Alchemy faculty back then. As Wang Baole marveled at the Alchemy faculty, many of the Alchemy faculty students that had set up stalls also noticed him. They instantly recognized Wang Baole and began discussing amid whispers.

Wang Baole's reputation preceded him. Ever since he entered the Dao College, a series of events relating to him had pushed him to prominence, especially with his promotion to Head Prefect. It had spread throughout the Dao College. His fame was so great that students from the various other faculties had long since heard of him.

"It's Wang Baole!"

"People from the Dharmic Armament faculty are rich to begin with. As Head Prefect, I heard that Wang Baole is able to refine Spirit Stones of 90% purity… he's basically a walking moneybag!"

"Humph, what's the big deal? All he does is refine Spirit Stones. There's no way he can compare with our Alchemy faculty!"

This was not the Dharmic Armament faculty after all. Therefore, the students did not seem to show any fear while discussing him. There was some hint of sour grapes, as the money-printing reputation of the Dharmic Armament faculty left the other faculties jealous and envious.

After reaching the perfected Physical Seal realm, Wang Baole's ears had become sharper. When he heard those discussions, he pricked up his brows and curled the corners of his mouth. He went straight for the students who had set up shop, and the moment he came over, all the students looked at him.

Wang Baole ignored the crowd's gazes and lowered his head to look at the pills being sold. Then, he raised his right hand and pointed at a few pill pills.

"This, and that. Put these two pills aside." Wang Baole pointed at the store that was run by a ponytailed girl. She had been one of the ones who had spoken with a sour tone. When she saw Wang Baole come, she had first been taken aback before being pleasantly surprised. However, when she heard that Wang Baole was apparently only buying two of the most ordinary pills, she immediately lost her fervor.

She pouted, thinking to herself that the Dharmic Armament faculty was not as crazy as people made it out to be. The way he spent was even inferior to students from other faculties. Therefore, she languidly picked up the pills that Wang Baole had pointed out. Just as she was about to hand it to Wang Baole, he said, "I don't want these two. I'll take the rest."

The moment he said that, the girl with the ponytail widened her eyes. She was somewhat taken aback as the other students that had set up shop as well as those choosing pills quivered. All of them looked toward Wang Baole.

"What? Aren't you selling them?" Wang Baole coughed, feeling extremely pleased with himself. However, he had a nonchalant air to his expression. It felt like he was not buying pills, but out buying cabbage at the market.

"Yes, definitely!" The ponytailed girl became extremely excited. She rushed to wrap up all the pills without thought and excitedly handed them to Wang Baole. After a moment's thought, she decided to just stand behind Wang Baole while holding onto the goods.

"Head Prefect, there's no need for you to carry them. I'll carry these pills for you. In the future, if you have any requests, you can tell me at any time. Why don't… you leave me your contact details? If you have any requests, I'll personally deliver the pills to your cave abode." The ponytailed girl had average looks, but her figure was extremely provocative. In her excitement, her eyes had a strange glint.

"That's good. Carry them for me then." Wang Baole felt pleased as he continued walking toward the next stall with his hands behind his back. Nearly all the students who had set up shop, be they men or women, were bubbling with excitement. They charged forward, trying their best to promote their pills.

"Head Prefect, you are so handsome. Look at the pills I have here. Each one is personally refined by me."

"Handsome Head Prefect, I have some pills here. Come take a look."

Wang Baole could not help but feel wistful when he saw how they were fawning over him instantly despite their previously envious attitudes. He felt that, as a Dharmic Armament faculty Head Prefect, he needed to make the people from the Alchemy faculty understand how the Dharmic Armament faculty spent money. Therefore, he waved his hand without much thought.

"I'll buy it!"

The moment he said that, the Alchemy faculty students around him immediately exclaimed in excitement. Most of them were females. Their tiny faces blushed red with excitement. Even with ordinary looks, they looked different with their blushing, red faces. Therefore, when the Vegetation Hall's Head Prefect, Zheng Liang, rushed over, he saw… a group of people circling around Wang Baole, carrying bags of all shapes and sizes. All of them looked at him with a strange glint in their eyes as they took the initiative to request his contact details.

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Chapter 35: Vegetation Head Prefect Zheng Liang

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The Head Prefect of Alchemy faculty's Vegetation Hall, Zheng Liang, was a third-year student. He was handsome with sword-like brows and eyes like stars. He had an elegant bearing about him. When he arrived, he had a faint smile, but when he saw Wang Baole and the girls surrounding him, his expression turned odd.

It was as though Wang Baole's entire body was emitting a luster akin to a Spirit Stone at that moment. And the girls' passion made Zheng Liang smile wryly. He had mixed emotions that stemmed from the sore feelings of seeing someone from another faculty come to his own faculty to hit on girls.

However, he was a Head Prefect after all. He quickly shrugged away those thoughts and, with a laugh, revealed an amiable smile.

"Are you Junior Brother Baole? I'm Zheng Liang from the Alchemy faculty!" Zheng Liang wore a warm look as he walked over with a smile. There were seven or eight students that followed him. All of them endured the strange feelings in their hearts as they greeted Wang Baole. Simultaneously, they sized him up, since he had become extremely famous in recent days. Even they had paid attention to his escapades.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Zheng!" Wang Baole noticed Zheng Liang and hurriedly extricated himself from the sellers. He went forward to cup his fists. As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve, took out a Spirit Stone of 90% purity, and handed it over.

"Senior Brother Zheng, I'm someone who has always been impressed with people that focus on alchemy. I should have prepared a gift on my first trip here, but since I'm in a rush, I hope you will accept this Spirit Stone I personally refined." Wang Baole placed the Spirit Stone in Zheng Liang's hand amid laughter.

The Spirit Stone was a way of returning the favor of the Crystal Memory Pill. Besides, he had deliberately made it known that he had personally refined the Spirit Stone. Zheng Liang's smile immediately widened. He did not stand on ceremony with Wang Baole and put away the Spirit Stone before taking out a bottle to hand it to Wang Baole.

"Junior Brother Baole. Inside is a Spirit Clearing Pill I refined. It can clear one's mind, and it makes memorizing things a lot easier."

One had the intention to befriend, while the other was tactful. Soon, the two were talking cheerfully.

The students who had followed Zheng Liang exchanged looks and saw the recondite look in each other's eyes when they saw this scene. They realized that Wang Baole really lived up to his reputation. Even if he was lacking in other aspects, just his way of treating others made him spectacular.

With Zheng Liang leading the way, the duo proceeded forward. Along the way, they would encounter other students from the Alchemy faculty who would greet them with cupped fists.

Soon, the duo became more acquainted with each other. After all the scenic points of the Alchemy faculty were introduced, Zheng Liang invited Wang Baole to his Head Prefect Pavilion with a smile.

This Head Prefect Pavilion was different from the Dharmic Armament faculty's as well. Most obvious was the surrounding vegetation, which was filled with Spirit Qi, and when Wang Baole saw it, he could not help but marvel.

Zheng Liang chuckled as he said generously, "Junior Brother Baole, if you like it, I can get someone to send you some of their seeds. You can plant them around your cave abode as a decoration."

Wang Baole immediately thanked him. As he looked at the handsome Zheng Liang in front of him, he felt that they clicked well. Hence, he took out four Spirit Stones of 90% purity and handed them over.

The moment Zheng Liang saw that, he was immediately delighted. He carefully took them, cupped his fists, and bowed at Wang Baole.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Baole!" He had a very sincere expression. He was indeed in desperate need for Spirit Stones of 90% purity, and he also wished to befriend Wang Baole. With Wang Baole being so generous, his fondness for Wang Baole was greatly elevated. He got up, took out two pill bottles, and placed them in front of Wang Baole.

"Junior Brother Baole, there are a total of five Crystal Memory Pills here. Unfortunately, that is all I have, but don't you worry. I'll arrange to buy more for you."

According to their agreement over the voice transmission ring, they would exchange a Spirit Stone for a pill. When Wang Baole saw that Zheng Liang had taken out an additional two, he knew that he was returning a favor with a favor. Hence, he smiled, thanked him, and put them away. He began conversing with Zheng Liang, and although it was their first meeting, they gradually regretted that they had not met earlier amid their joy. Finally, Zheng Liang decided to extend an invitation to Wang Baole after hearing about his interest in pill refinement.

"Junior Brother Baole, if you are in no hurry to return, why don't I bring you to tour our Alchemy faculty's alchemical labs? They are extremely big, allowing for thousands of people to refine their pills at the same time. Inside is bustling, and people aren't usually permitted entry."

Wang Baole was indeed curious about alchemy. He agreed readily, and with Zheng Liang leading the way, he arrived in the famous alchemical labs of the Alchemy faculty. They were located in the Alchemy Peak's interior and were massive in size. The moment he entered, Wang Baole felt a hot gust of air embrace him. He could see everything in the massive space ahead at a glance.

There were thousands of alchemical cauldrons inside the space, with many Alchemy faculty students refining pills by the side of the alchemical cauldrons. There were chambers lining the surroundings with herbal fragrances flowing out of them.

The scene was very spectacular, and it made Wang Baole deeply shocked when he swept his gaze over the lab.

"How is it? There are some differences compared to the Spirit Cauldron Cave of your Dharmic Armament faculty, right?" Zheng Liang laughed as he led Wang Baole in. When the surrounding people saw him, they immediately greeted him respectfully.

Wang Baole could not help but exclaim, "I thought that pill refinement was similar to artifact refinement in the past. But from the looks of it, there are quite a number of major differences."

He had not been to the Dharmic Armament faculty's Spirit Cauldron Cave either, but he had heard of it. In principle, it was only opened to senior students who had grasped a certain level when it came to the study of Spirit Kernels. In there, they could easily gain rudimentary experience at fusing material and creating simple, ungraded Dharmic artifacts.

While Wang Baole was marveling at his surroundings, his gaze suddenly came to a pause. He saw a girl among the group of people. She was wiping her sweat and was jumping for joy as she opened the alchemical cauldron's lid in front of her. She seemed to even let out a pleasant cry of surprise.

"Bunny!" Wang Baole's eyes lit up as he raised his hand to shout a greeting.

"Zhou Xiaoya!"

Bunny was opening a cauldron, happily looking inside at the pills that she had refined by herself. She carefully took them out, but when she heard someone call out to her, she curiously looked up and around. Soon, she saw Wang Baole waving his hands at her. She was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"Baole!" Bunny's eyes were very bright. Her already pleasant mood turned to joy after seeing Wang Baole. She hurriedly ran in front of Wang Baole.

"Zhou Xiaoya? Junior Brother Baole, I remember that back when you first joined the Dao College, you had once confessed on the Spirit Intranet." Zheng Liang swept his gaze at Zhou Xiaoya as he gave Wang Baole a teasing look. At the same time, he remembered Zhou Xiaoya's name and was prepared to inform his subordinates to take good care of her.

Although Zheng Liang had brought up past matters, Wang Baole laughed out loud due to his thick skin. However, Zhou Xiaoya was thin-skinned. Her face blushed immediately. She lowered her head, feeling a little embarrassed, but she suddenly recalled something and looked up again. She stretched out her tiny hand and said happily, "Baole, I can already refine pills now. Look, this is a Rainbow Pill I just refined. Does it look pretty?"

Zhou Xiaoya was very excited, as though she wanted to share her joy with Wang Baole. In the middle of her palm was a colorful pill that appeared as beautiful as her.

"Xiaoya, I find your hands prettier," said Wang Baole with a blinking smile.

Bunny immediately blushed again as she glared at Wang Baole, but deep down, she felt very happy.

"By the way, where's Du Min?" Wang Baole recalled Du Min when he saw Bunny. He could not help but look around, but there were just too many people. He could not instantly pinpoint her.

"Sister Du Min isn't here. She's really impressive. She has been taken in as a disciple of the Alchemy faculty's dean." Bunny had an envious look, but she also had a pleased look. It was as though the more excellent Du Min was, the happier she would be.

"That impressive?" Wang Baole was taken aback.

"Junior Brother Baole, you also know Du Min?" Zheng Liang was astonished when he heard Du Min's name. He began to explain when he noticed Wang Baole looking at him.

"This Du Min is quite a remarkable person. Her talent in alchemy is astonishing. She has been taken in as a disciple of our faculty dean. Although she's not Head Prefect, her status and standing are extraordinary as well."

Wang Baole touched his nose. He had the feeling of taking a blow before he could even flaunt his identity as Head Prefect in front of her. However, Wang Baole could understand when he recalled the experiences Du Min had undergone since she was young.

"She's an A-grade student. She has been one since she was young!" While Wang Baole felt a little sour deep down, he also felt that he needed to work harder. If not, it would be embarrassing if he were overtaken by Washboard Min.

He had a casual chat with Bunny, but she had no choice but to bid Wang Baole farewell reluctantly as she had yet to complete the refinement of another cauldron of pills. She then returned to continue the refinement.

As for Wang Baole, he watched for a moment before suggesting his departure. With Zheng Liang sending him off, he walked to the entrance of Alchemy Peak.

Having sent Wang Baole here, Zheng Liang looked at him and suddenly whispered, "Junior Brother Baole, we hit it off very nicely, and it might seem that I am saying too much as someone you've just met, but I do have to warn you that the complexities of your Dharmic Armament faculty run deep."

Wang Baole's expression changed as he listened carefully. When Zheng Liang saw Wang Baole's expression, he continued in a low voice. "Previously, the three Head Prefects of your Dharmic Armament faculty were unlike the Head Prefects of the other faculties. They were very united.

"It also has to do with them having close ties with the Vice-Chancellor. Therefore, it results in your Dharmic Armament faculty's dean having nearly no authority in matters regarding college discipline!

"And the main reason your Dharmic Armament faculty's Head Prefects are united has to do with the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect, Lin Tianhao. He has a huge background. Unfortunately, I have not been able to discover his true identity."

Zheng Liang shared whatever he knew with Wang Baole and warned him before patting him on the shoulder. He bade farewell and left after telling him that the pills he had previously bought would be sent to the Dharmic Armament faculty.

Wang Baole blinked when he saw Zheng Liang walk far away. He could tell the good intentions from the warning that Zheng Liang had given to him. After some thought, he kept it close to his heart.

Isn't it because he has a powerful father. He is a Head Prefect, but so am I. What's there to be afraid of?

Didn't Zhuo Yifan also have a background? Didn't he get beaten by me as he rightfully deserved!

With this conclusion, Wang Baole immediately relaxed. As he hummed a tune with his hands behind his back, he returned to Dharmic Armament Peak. The moment he entered the cave abode, he saw Liu Daobin reverently standing there with a bag. He appeared to have been waiting for quite some time. When he noticed Wang Baole, he took a deep breath, adjusted his clothing, and walked quickly to Wang Baole to bow with cupped fists.

"Greetings, Head Prefect!"

"Ah, Daobin, you came. You must have waited quite some time. Why didn't you tell me you would be coming?" Wang Baole smiled faintly. He felt that ever since Liu Daobin became an inspector, it felt like he had turned into a completely different person. He was particularly fastidious about the rules, and the way he did things was very comforting.

"It's nothing. I just came as well," said Liu Daobin with a smile. He entered the cave abode upon Wang Baole's invitation. However, he was always one step behind Wang Baole. This scene made Wang Baole feel like he had learned a new trick.

After entering the cave abode, Liu Daobin deftly cleaned the place, moving the many empty Ice Spirit Water bottles and snack bags into a corner. Following that, he took out some spirit tea in a very practiced manner before offering it to Wang Baole.

This scene prompted Wang Baole to lift his teacup to take a sip, as well as ask out of curiosity, "Daobin, what does your family do?"

"About that… My dad is the Deputy City Lord of our hometown, Phoenix City. To be honest, I have been frequently seeking my dad's help on how to do certain things," said Liu Daobin with a little embarrassment and awkwardness.

"Deputy City Lord?" Wang Baole's eyes widened. He had a marvelous feeling rise up in him. Before he came to the Dao College, Phoenix City's Deputy City Lord had definitely been a major figure in Wang Baole's eyes. Now, such a major figure's son was under him. This made the marvelous feelings inside him become more intense.

"Ahem. Daobin, it's almost the holidays. Speaking of which, this is the first time I've been away from home for such a long period of time. I kind of miss Phoenix City." Wang Baole coughed dryly, feeling inexplicably pleased as he put down his teacup.

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Chapter 36: The Talented Liu Daobin

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"Although our Phoenix City is small, it's a place with quite an abundance of treasures such as its local products. Head Prefect, I wasn't acquainted with you in the past, but for the vacation this time, you have to give me a chance to shine," Liu Daobin said immediately. In fact, he had no intention of taking up the career of an official, but ever since Wang Baole promoted him in the Dao College, he realized that being an inspector seemed to suit him even more.

Especially with him now having realized that whatever he had seen and learned from his father from a young age was bearing fruit ever since he became inspector.

Wang Baole was very pleased hearing what Liu Daobin had to say. He smiled slightly and asked him more about the College Discipline Department before raising his tea cup.

This motion of lifting his tea was something he learned from his high officials' autobiographies. In it, Wang Baole discovered that many high officials seemed to enjoy drinking tea. From time to time, they would lift their tea cup, and a lot of knowledge could be gained in between the time the tea cup was lifted and placed down.

Although he did not understand it completely, he felt that such an action brought out his stature; therefore, he began mimicking it.

When Liu Daobin noticed Wang Baole lifting the tea cup, he was taken aback. He recalled the actions his father took when he was with his subordinates. He immediately understood that Wang Baole was done with exchanging pleasantries with him. Wang Baole was waiting for him to explain the reason for his appearance here. Therefore, he took out a package from his bag. He placed Spirit Stones, pills, and some daggers, which were not Dharmic artifacts, to the side.

"Head Prefect, after I became an inspector, many students came to gift me items. Some of these gifts are very valuable. In my fluster, I was unsure whether I should accept them or not. Accepting them makes me a little disturbed, but not accepting them makes me afraid that I'll disappoint their sincerity." Liu Daobin smiled wryly as he looked at Wang Baole, his eyes looking very candid.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. He had recently heard people at the College Discipline Department snitching about Liu Daobin accepting bribes. However, all Wang Baole did was take mental note of it and not question his subordinate. Now that he was seeing these items, Wang Baole's attitude toward Liu Daobin was that of satisfaction and approval.

"They're not overly valuable items. You should not disappoint the students given how sincere they are. Keep them." Wang Baole smiled as he lifted the tea cup and placed it down again.

Liu Daobin was observing Wang Baole's expression from the very beginning. When he saw Wang Baole's smile looking warmer than before, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that he had taken the right course of action. Hence, he cupped his fists and thanked Wang Baole.

He took back half the items he had taken out, leaving behind two of the most valuable pills as he said, "Head Prefect, you aren't lacking in anything. I'm just offering a gift to you at the expense of others to show my sincerity as your subordinate. I will never forget how you saved me during the Hallucination Nexus test."

He cupped his fists again. He raised the issue about the test once again since it was this matter that was the intrinsic reason for having a better relationship with Wang Baole than others!

"Oh?" Wang Baole's eyes lit up. He felt that Liu Daobin seemed to be much wiser with his choice of words. Furthermore, he could learn things him. He felt that Liu Daobin's words especially comforted him, and he could tell the intent from them. He beamed even more as he raised his hand and pointed at Liu Daobin.

"Sigh, you can stop with your probes. Take them for yourself."

Liu Daobin gave an embarrassed look but did not store away the items. He stood there and chatted with Wang Baole. As for Wang Baole, he did not tell to him to take away the gifts again either. After asking about Liu Daobin's studies and giving him a few words of encouragement, Wang Baole picked up his tea cup again and sipped it.

This time, it was a way to politely ask Liu Daobin to leave. Wang Baole felt that Liu Daobin must have learned the knowledge from his father and would likely know his intention. He was also very pleased with his ability at handling official situations.

"Head Prefect, I do have a presumptuous request. I hope you can agree to something on account of my diligent hard work." Liu Daobin took a deep breath, as though he did not notice Wang Baole's intentions. He cupped his fists and gave a deep bow to Wang Baole. He picked up an empty Ice Spirit Water and looked extremely earnest.

"Head Prefect, can you give me this bottle?"

"What did you say?" Wang Baole frowned immediately when he realized that Liu Daobin did not seem to have understood his intentions. But when he heard his request, he was also taken aback. He nearly spewed out the mouthful of tea while looking at Liu Daobin in a daze. Wang Baole never expected that Liu Daobin's serious request would be for an empty bottle.

Liu Daobin quickly went forward to pat Wang Baole on the back as he spoke with a very earnest tone.

"Head Prefect, don't belittle this bottle. You might not be aware, but currently in Head Prefect Pavilion, and even in the Dharmic Armament faculty, there are too many students who revere you greatly. After all, you are not only a talented person who managed to become Head Prefect in less than a year. More importantly, with the connivance of Jiang Lin, the inspectors abused their power, causing many of the students to fear them and not speak a word despite their anger. Furthermore, with you reforming the College Discipline Department, everyone appreciates it.

"Everyone wishes to rub off a bit of your otherworldly aura. If this bottle is taken out by me, everyone will go nuts for it!

"My trip here was actually due to a request from everyone. They wish for you will sell them the empty bottles and snack bags on account of how diligent they have been." Liu Daobin looked gingerly at Wang Baole after he finished his sentence.

Wang Baole slowed down his breathing. He had seen many gift rejection instances from the high officials' autobiographies. All sorts of gifting methods had been used, but what Liu Daobin had done was a first. His expression could not help but turn odd as he pondered if it was something Liu Daobin had learned from his father.

With this thought in mind, Wang Baole came to a greater realization that Liu Daobin's father was someone rather extraordinary.

"Head Prefect, please be sympathetic toward them and give them a chance!" Liu Daobin had a look as if he was bemoaning the fate of all mankind. He bowed once again, looking as though he would not get up if he did not receive Wang Baole's agreement.

Finally, under Liu Daobin's repeated pleas, Wang Baole finally sighed reluctantly.

"Fine, fine. It's true I should not disappoint everyone. However, be sure not to make this a precedent. Also, Daobin, you must not disappoint everyone with matters in the College Discipline Department. Remember this well."

Liu Daobin immediately turned excited as he quickly thanked and gave his confirmation. He thought to himself how useful the trick his father had taught him was. Next, he picked up the empty bottles and snack bags from the ground as though they were treasures before leaving gratefully.

Only when he left did Wang Baole suddenly stand up. He circled his cave abode a few times before taking out his tiny notebook, recording everything that Liu Daobin had used today.

"A talent, Liu Daobin is a talent. His father's abilities are even greater. He might one day become City Lord!"

Wang Baole gave great approbation, feeling that he had widen his knowledge. Deep down, he enjoyed the feeling of being fawned upon, especially when the flattery was so ingeniously executed. It left Wang Baole even more satisfied.

Three days quickly passed. When Liu Daobin came again, he brought more than ten pill bottles with him.

These pills were meant to supplement one's memory. Although the effects were inferior to those that Zheng Liang had gifted, Wang Baole eagerly needed them. Wang Baole could not help but sigh once again upon seeing this. Liu Daobin was indeed a talent.

His belief was that he could not disappoint such a talent, so a reward was needed. After some thought, Wang Baole suddenly spoke up just before Liu Daobin was about to leave.

"Daobin, investigate Sun Qifang's case."

Wang Baole had previously read about Sun Qifang's case when he took over the College Discipline Department. It had contained detailed information and background of the person in question from when he was young, much of which was unknown to outsiders. His family ran an artifact refinement shop, and he came from an honest family. He had once been a student of the Dharmic Armament faculty, but he had violated the Dao College's rules by stealing a recipe from the Dharmic Armament faculty's Treasure Repository. This secret recipe contained the creation method of a particular Spirit Kernel.

He had planned on handing over the recipe to his family clan after stealing it.

After all, nearly all the artifact refinement recipes in the Federation were in the hands of the four great Dao Colleges. Ethereal Dao College's Dharmic Armament lineage was the best among the four great Dao Colleges, so it contained an extremely huge number of recipes. Furthermore, there was a very strict confidentiality about them. Students that failed to reach a particular level had little chance of coming into contact with them. Even if they did, the knowledge was not to be spread externally.

Although Sun Qifang had stolen the recipe because he had some skill, he had not been fast enough to take it away before being discovered by the Spirit Stones Head Prefect Pavilion's inspectors. He had been remanded to the Spirit Stones College Discipline Department, awaiting Wang Baole's final decision.

As the recipe that was stolen was not particularly important, the matter's importance was variable.

Back when Wang Baole read the case, he had immediately sensed that something was odd about it. However, his mind had not been with it, so he had paid no attention to it. He planned on getting his men to investigate the matter before fairly handling it.

Now, with Liu Daobin being so sensible, he decided to hand the case to him. Handling such a case in the College Discipline Department represented power itself.

"When investigating Sun Qifang, make sure to have a sense of propriety." Wang Baole gave Liu Daobin a look before lifting his tea cup again. This time, he did not immediately place it down.

Liu Daobin was pondering over Sun Qifang's case that Wang Baole had mentioned when he noticed Wang Baole lift up his tea cup. He immediately understood that Wang Baole was politely signaling for him to leave. He bade farewell and left.

Wang Baole smiled smugly when he saw Liu Daobin's departing back. He felt that he had learned a lot from Liu Daobin. By fusing it with the high officials' autobiographies, he was already very adept in the art of handling subordinates.

He took another look at the pills as he took them out one by one. After carefully studying to confirm that they had not been unsealed before and that there were no problems with them, he swallowed the pills with glee.

In a good mood, he continued his memorization of Inscriptions.

Meanwhile, Liu Daobin, who had walked out of Wang Baole's cave abode, quickly contacted his father on the way back to his dormitory. His eyes lit up when his father pointed out the crux of the matter.

So, the crux of what Head Prefect said was in his last sentence… have a sense of propriety!

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Chapter 37: Federation Framework

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Days later, Wang Baole had memorized about seventy to eighty thousand inscriptions. The reason he was so fast had to do with the Crystal Memory Pills and the memory enhancement pills Liu Daobin had given him.

Although the effects of those pills were good, there were just not enough. It left Wang Baole depressed. Even as Head Prefect, there were not enough of these pills to go around even if he had Spirit Stones. Simultaneously, the students from the Inscriptions Hall had a high demand for them. Therefore, purchasing more was taking quite some time.

Even if he used his authority as Head Prefect, he was unable to match the speed at which he expended the pills. Most importantly, Wang Baole understood that it was not a long-term solution since the Qi Fostering Art had explained that pills were only effective in the early stages. Things related to memory would quickly result in a drug resistance, and ultimately, one had to rely on one's own hard work.

It was only worth it if he could obtain pills that were even more effective, ones that could aid him in memorizing more than a hundred thousand Inscriptions, even if they did have a limit. As such, he contacted Xie Haiyang, but even Xie Haiyang required time to obtain higher-quality pills. However, he did tell Wang Baole that Ethereal City had an underground black market that he might be able to obtain some from.

He also told Wang Baole the method to enter the underground black market. However, he finally warned Wang Baole that although Spirit Stones were a common currency in the black market, there were certain priceless treasures that one could only obtain through an exchange of goods.

Also, he needed to hide his identity as that place was filled with all sorts of characters. If he was not careful, he might attract trouble.

Just as Wang Baole was vexing over the problem of memorization, Liu Daobin came once again.

The moment they met, he immediately came forward and spoke politely.

"Head Prefect, Sun Qifang's case has been investigated thoroughly. There are indeed some problems with the case."

"What problems are there?" Wang Baole put down the inscription dictionary in his hand and pressed his burgeoning forehead. Just as he was about to take a bottle of Ice Spirit Water, he realized that Liu Daobin had already taken the initiative to hand him a bottle from his bag. Such a caring act left Wang Baole very pleased.

"This Sun Qifang is quite a pitiful person. It was only a trivial case of theft, and before he succeeded, he was caught. As a result, Jiang Lin used this as a way to exhort half his Sun family's fortune. Jiang Lin threatened to send Sun Qifang to the Dao College's courts for internal judgment if his request was not met. Head Prefect, now that their family has heard that you have reformed the department, they took the initiative to seek me. They asked if we could be merciful on this matter. Head Prefect, what do you think about it?" asked Liu Daobin with a whisper.

Wang Baole got a clearer picture of the situation after being briefed. He had a general guess about the case, and now that Liu Daobin had investigated and confirmed his conjecture, he came to a decision. Sun Qifang was indeed at fault, but Jiang Lin had gone too overboard. He sighed deeply and raised his head to speak to Liu Daobin.

"Sun Qifang is indeed at fault in this case. However, the punishment does not need to be so severe. Take disciplinary action on him and put him on probation in the college. He can be let off once he shows signs of rehabilitation."

"Head Prefect, you are strict and impartial! I'm impressed!" Liu Daobin marveled as he cupped his fists.

Liu Daobin's words delighted Wang Baole greatly. He slowly drank the Ice Spirit Water on the table.

Noticing that Wang Baole was in a good mood, Liu Daobin took a few steps forward and whispered into Wang Baole's ear, "In order to express their gratitude, his family is willing to donate half a kilogram of 90% pure Mystic Silver Sand to our College Discipline Department."

"Mystic Silver Sand?" Wang Baole blinked. He knew about it. It was a kind of material that was often required in the refinement of high-quality Dharmic artifacts. He took another look at Liu Daobin and knew that Liu Daobin had received a form of bribery. However, Wang Baole had his own judgment of this case and knew that, even if Liu Daobin was biased, he would not dare twist facts.

In addition, the Sun family was skilled at navigating about interpersonal relations. They had not given it in private to him, but instead gifted the College Discipline Department. Furthermore, he had already decided on handling the case impartially, so it was not a form of bribery or extortion. Therefore, he picked up the Ice Spirit Water and considered his words before replying.

"Daobin, do you know the one thing I regret most in my life? It's becoming Head Prefect!

"I didn't want to become Head Prefect at all. That way, I would not encounter so many troubles. That way, I would have lots of time to study. Whatever, I'll leave the matter of the gifts to our College Discipline Department to you. However, make sure not to do it without thought. Everything has to be done justly!" Wang Baole said with a sigh, as he swept Liu Daobin with his gaze. These words were things he had learned from the high officials' autobiographies.

Liu Daobin hurriedly gave the affirmative to expression his loyalty, as well as indicate that he remembered Wang Baole's teachings.

Wang Baole smiled before have a short chat with him. Finally, he yawned, to which Liu Daobin immediately understood. He respectfully took his leave.

Once Liu Daobin was gone, Wang Baole sat there and finished the Ice Spirit Water in his hand in one gulp. His mind was still ruminating over Sun Qifang's case. Although the case was settled, Wang Baole realized that the four great Dao Colleges held a very high status in the Federation from this matter! The power a Head Prefect had over the students was enough to make a family clan enter a fix. Although it was not a big and powerful family clan, the general implications were enough to prove the extraordinary status the Dao College had!

In fact, Wang Baole had heard of some of these matters in the past and knew that although the four great Dao Colleges appeared separate, they were a complete system akin to the Federation. They were bound together for good or ill. It appeared like a massive entity and enjoyed an extremely high status in the Federation. Be it the former or present Federation President, they had come from the four great Dao Colleges. There were even innumerable official positions that were helmed by graduates of the four great Dao Colleges.

It could even be said that more than half of the Federation's positions were part of the four great Dao Colleges' system. However, there was another party that maintained a balance within the Federation; they were the seventeen-member Senate!

The seventeen City Lords of the seventeen main cities formed the seventeen-member Senate. They could decide on the main governmental policies of the Federation and could restrict the Federation President. Of course, this also was intrinsically tied to one's cultivation and the number of experts.

Although both parties seemed to balance each other, appearing united outwardly but divided at heart, there were other factions from all over the world that resembled nobles that forced them to be united.

The noble-like factions had formed an independent system among themselves due to the history of the beast wars as well as their retrieval of the cosmic ancient sword's fragments.

Wang Baole paid attention to the news and knew that they were the Trilunaris Corporation, Galactic Dusk Sect, Plume Manifestation Connate Sect, and the Five Generation Sky Clan!

These four factions seemed submissive to the Federation on the surface, acknowledging that they were part of the Federation, but in fact, they were highly autonomous and were part of a separatist regime!

Although any faction could not resist the Federation in its entirety, their combined forces was enough to make the Federation apprehensive.

Now that he was Head Prefect, Wang Baole finally got a deeper understanding of this power. After some thought, he determined that the way he had dealt with the situation was fine and that he had a clear conscience. With that, he patted his belly in satisfaction and picked up the inscription dictionary to continue memorizing the inscriptions.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. When Liu Daobin came again, he brought with him the Mystic Silver Sand. Each sand particle was resplendent and glaring to the eye. They appeared like gems when they caught the light and appeared extremely hard. After Wang Baole saw them, he felt that these items were extraordinary.

"Head Prefect, this Mystic Silver Sand is given by the Sun family to thank the College Discipline Department for being impartial. Head Prefect, I shall defer its handling to you."

Wang Baole took a look at the Mystic Silver Sand and then back at Liu Daobin. There was a deep, knowing look in his eyes that made Liu Daobin somewhat nervous. Sweat began dripping from his forehead, and only after some time did Wang Baole say coolly, "Just this once!"

Upon hearing Wang Baole's words, Liu Daobin immediately gave the affirmative. He did not notice that his back was already wet. Wang Baole's cold gaze had given him immense pressure. He knew that Wang Baole was acutely aware of the dealings he had with the Sun family. Although he had benefited from the Sun family, he had investigated the matter justly and did not show partiality for Sun Qifang.

He gradually understood Wang Baole's principles and knew that Wang Baole's principles were different from his father's judgment. He had made a mistake from the very beginning. Wang Baole's mention of propriety was that he had to go by established norms while doing the investigation and not ask for bribes.

When he came to this realization, Liu Daobin drew a deep gasp. He looked at Wang Baole with an even deeper sense of reverence. He knew how to act in the future.

Wang Baole did not take all of the Mystic Silver Sand; instead, he divided a portion for Liu Daobin so that he could give it to the rest of the College Discipline Department.

After sending off Liu Daobin, Wang Baole did not look at the Mystic Silver Sand. He knew that such refinement materials were not of much practical use to him for the time being.

What I need the most now are some high-quality memory supplements. Wang Baole thought for a moment and decided to take some of the Mystic Silver Sand to exchange them for better pills at the underground black market.

To do exchanges in the black market, one needed to conceal one's identity to prevent any unnecessary trouble. Wang Baole was cognizant of such common knowledge. Therefore, he disguised himself and left the Dao College.

On the way, he looked down at his figure and scratched his head.

This won't do. My figure is too slim. It's easy for others to recognize me… The vexed Wang Baole gritted his teeth and found a store to buy a set of tight clothing. After putting it on, he felt that the effects were not particularly effective with his flesh bound tightly inside his clothes.

Sigh, it's time to lose weight… Wang Baole was somewhat vexed. He felt that he was the person hardest on himself when it came to losing weight, but he could not slim down for some reason.

No, I will continue to lose weight from tomorrow! Wang Baole's eyes effused a look of determination. He bought another seven or eight sets of clothes and wore all of them. Finally, he disguised his figure completely and finally wore a loose robe.

From his body's shape, even someone familiar would hardly be able to recognize him at a glance.

However, it was just so tight that Wang Baole found it difficult to breathe. But in order to prevent his identity from being exposed, he put up with it. He found a mask to wear as his entire person changed drastically, and he rushed for the underground black market.

From today forth, I will not eat meals. I'll be dieting! On the way, Wang Baole walked very stiffly, afraid that he would burst his tight clothes accidentally. Therefore, he resolved once again to lose weight. However, the moment he made up his mind, he could not help but pause when he passed by a snacks shop.

This is… Wang Baole licked his lips as he looked at the advertisement stand placed outside the shop. There was a poster hung on it that showed the latest snacks. He struggled for a moment.

Since I start dieting tomorrow, it shouldn't matter if I buy some more today. With this in mind, Wang Baole quickly bought a few bags. He walked as he ate, and when he finished it, the satisfied him had arrived at the underground black market.

The pill exchange process went smoothly. Soon, Wang Baole had exchanged for a sufficient number of high-quality pills and left the black market. As he walked in the bustling Ethereal City to find a place to take off his tight clothes, he suddenly heard a scream from further down the street he was on.

"Quick, dodge!"

"Heavens, how can you drive a cruiser like that?"

"It's falling!"

The shouts came from countless passers-by on the road. The yells in the sky were piercing to the ears as Wang Baole quickly looked over after recovering from his shock. He saw a cruiser emitting thick smoke and plummeting straight to the ground as though it had lost control.

The cruiser was too fast. Even though people fled in panic, there was still some people who failed to dodge in time. One of them was a seven or eight year old girl who was carrying a backpack. She stood rooted to the ground in fear. Before she could even cry, the cruiser had plummet right down at her.

Even though the young girl did not suffer a direct hit, her body was battered and bruised. Immediately, she was covered in blood as she flew out, and by the time she landed on the ground, she was barely breathing.

The bloody face made the hearts of everyone who saw her tremble. The crowd who saw the scene broke out into an angry uproar. When Wang Baole rushed over and saw all of this, his expression changed. Rage filled his eyes when he noticed the people walking out from the crashed cruiser.

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Chapter 38: Apologize!

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Although the cruiser had plummeted to the ground, damaging several of the surrounding buildings and leaving a deep crater in the ground, its surface did not appear damaged. The door to the cruiser had opened and four youths walked out of it.

The four of them were wearing Ethereal Dao College student robes, and from the logos on their clothing, they were students of the Dharmic Armament faculty!

The moment they appeared, the angry mob around them drew gasps. None of them dared speak loudly. Instead, they murmured in discussion. After all, Ethereal Dao College was one of the four great Dao Colleges of the Federation. Furthermore, it was connected to Ethereal City. Many of the students who graduated would take up positions in the various departments in the Federation. Such a Dao College had an unimaginably strong heritage.

It would have been fine if the accident involved them, but now, with the accident having nothing much to do with them, the crowd did not wish to cross the students verbally. Also, it was clear at a glance that the four youths came from quite spectacular backgrounds.

The four youths who walked out of the cruiser completely ignored the crowd. They were even chatting jubilantly as though nothing had happened.

They had also seen the girl that their cruiser had sent flying, but they thought nothing of her. One of them casually lifted his voice transmission ring and gave a few instructions after making the connecting call.

"Something happened. Help us deal with it." With that said, he looked at the students beside him and sighed.

"Huang Jing, do you know how to drive a cruiser? That is Han Lu's graduation work. What do you think about this matter, Han Lu?"

"Zhang Lan, isn't it all because you nudged me? But then again, Han Lu, I'm sorry about this…" The youth named Huang Jing shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile.

The youth named Han Lu, who was being looked at by the other two, had a dark and heavy expression. He quickly walked to the cruiser, where he examined the damage, before he turned his head in contempt to look at the barely breathing girl.

"It's nothing major. It just got stained by a bit of blood. Rubbing it off will do."

They pretended as though the crowd didn't exist, and their attitude toward the bloody girl was of complete indifference. Immediately, the surrounding crowd fumed, but they could only put up with it when they saw Ethereal Dao College robes they donned.

All of this was seen by Wang Baole. The anger in him grew. From Jiang Lin's case, he knew that the college was not some safe space, but he had never imagined that Ethereal Dao College students thought so little of innocent lives. In addition, they placed themselves above ordinary people because of their status as Dao College students. This scene added an addition coldness to Wang Baole's fuming gaze.

Just as he was about to take a few steps forward, a spectator beside him held him back out of good will, and murmured, "Don't go over. They are people from Ethereal Dao College. Once they graduate, each one of them will be an elite. Furthermore, from how they appear fearless, it's clear that their family clan is powerful. They are not people we can provoke."

Wang Baole's expression was grim and solemn underneath his mask. He gently struggled free from the person and continued walking straight forward. He did not walk toward the four Ethereal Dao College students and instead came to the girl. As he looked at her blood-covered face, his body trembled slightly. He pressed down on the barely breathing child, directed Spirit Qi into her body, and said gently, "Little girl, don't be afraid. You will be fine."

With that said, Wang Baole took out some of the pills he had bought from the Alchemy faculty back then and fed them to her.

"Brother, I'm in pain… I'm so scared… I want Mommy…" The girl had been in shock previously, but now, having seen Wang Baole and heard his gentle voice, she immediately cried. Her voice was weak, as though she could not last much longer.

"Little girl, don't be afraid. You will be fine." Wang Baole stroked the girl's head and increased the amount of Spirit Qi he injected. While treating the girl's wounds, he placed even more pills in her mouth.

Although her injury was heavy, the Recuperation Pills the Alchemy faculty refined were very miraculous for ordinary mortals. Soon, the girl's injuries took a turn for the better. Under Wang Baole's nourishing Spirit Qi, she gradually fell asleep.

Meanwhile, the four youths who had alighted from the cruiser smiled when they saw this happen, as though they felt that the matter had been settled. Therefore, they began engaging in banter while planning to turn and leave. Even Zhang Lan, who had previously sent a voice transmission for manpower, took out his voice transmission ring and said that there was no need for their presence.

This contemptuous act, to the point of not even apologizing, made all the spectators burn with anger. Although none of them dared berate them in public, it was obvious from their eyes.

This scene similarly infuriated Wang Baole. His fury was set alight as he carried the girl closer to the spectating crowd and put her down gently. He turned to look coldly at the few Ethereal Dao College students and said in a deep voice, "Stop!"

Wang Baole's voice was ice-cold. There was no courtesy in his words as he shouted what the crowd did not dare say. "When has Ethereal Dao College admitted such scum that are devoid of conscience?"

The moment Wang Baole said that sentence, the four students who were prepared to leave came to a halt. They turned to look coldly at Wang Baole. Zhang Lan, who had sent a voice transmission to his family clan, clearly had the hottest temper. He immediately walked toward Wang Baole.

"Who are you? Do you have a death wish? How dare you scold me? I'm Ethereal Dao College's Dharmic Armament…" Zhang Lan's tone was unfriendly. As he grumbled, he approached to push Wang Baole.

But before he finished his sentence, Wang Baole instantly raised his right hand and grabbed the youth's finger. While fuming in anger, he showed no mercy and bent the finger before raising his foot to aim at his knee and kicking it.

A crack sounded instantly as a sharp cry that did not sound human was uttered from the youth's mouth. He felt an excruciating pain as he stumbled more than ten hops away on one foot before collapsing to the ground.

This scene left the hearts of the surrounding crowd stirring.

"Heavens, he actually dared attacked Ethereal Dao College's students…"

"This masked guy is in big trouble!"

"It's so rare to see people rising gallantly to the occasion these days. This person is too foolish…"

The crowd gasped one after another.

The expressions of the three Ethereal Dao College students changed as they immediately drew their weapons and circulated their cultivation.

"Who are you?"

"How gutsy you are. We are from Ethereal Dao College."

"We are Dharmic Armament faculty students. If you dare resort to violence, we will make you regret living in this world!" The trio was alarmed and furious. As they bellowed angrily, Wang Baole sneered. Others might have been afraid of Ethereal Dao College students, but he wasn't!

Just as he was about to attack, a shout was heard nearby. The crowd quickly parted as more than ten strongmen in combat attire charged forward. In front of the men was an elder. He had a Pulse Enrichment cultivation level, and his eyes had a sharp glint to them.

Just as he was about to speak, he noticed Zhang Lan wailing on the ground. Immediately, his expression changed.

"Young Master!" the elder yelled as he rushed forward to help him up. The strongmen behind him looked menacingly at Wang Baole as they quickly surrounded him.

They had almost arrived back when they received the voice transmission; therefore, they did not return but instead continued rushing over. As the elder saw that his young lord's finger was purplish-black and twisted, obvious that it had been snapped, he immediately raged. He looked up with killing intent and shouted coldly, "How dare you to resort to violence in broad daylight!"

After the elder said that, Zhang Lan, who had his finger broken from Wang Baole's bending, shouted at his subordinates with a distorted expression while sweating profusely from the pain, "What are you waiting for? Beat him to death… It hurts so badly!"

When the four strongmen heard that, they charged straight for Wang Baole fiercely.

The three Ethereal Dao College students also heaved a sigh of relief. They had been alarmed by Wang Baole's attack as well. Now that their schoolmate's family was here, they looked at Wang Baole with derision.

Wang Baole's fury was not appeased. Be it in the Dao College or at the freestyle fight club, he had held back when he fought apart from fighting the fight club's young mistress, but now, in his rage, a cold glint flashed in Wang Baole's eyes when the men approached him. He suddenly took one step forward.

He gave a direct punch that seemed to tear space itself. It landed on a strongman's body, and he spewed out blood. His body bent like a shrimp as his entire being was sent flying.

Wang Baole did not stop. He raised his right foot and swept it. With two thuds, another two strongmen spewed out mouthfuls of blood before landing unconscious from receiving a direct kick.

It was this moment that the other men had come close, but Wang Baole was just too fast. Turning around, he grabbed a person's wrist and cleanly twisted it before raising his right foot to kick another person in the crotch ruthlessly.

As Wang Baole walked forward, not one of the ten strongmen managed to last more than a few seconds. Amid the shock of the crowd, they collapsed to the ground, groaning incessantly in pain.

A cold glint flashed in the Pulse Enrichment realm elder's eyes. He charged forward at the instant Wang Baole turned around. He raised his right hand, which produced a tiger's roar. It even appeared as though a ferocious black tiger had appeared around the elder.

But at the instant the elder came close, Wang Baole's devouring seed instantly activated even though his body was sideways. A stunning suction force immediately influenced the surroundings, forming an invisible vortex. The elder's expression changed as his body changed direction involuntarily. By then, Wang Baole had already turned around, his right hand raised to grab the elder's wrist.

With a crack, the elder's wrist was suddenly snapped as he cried out in pain. Wang Baole kicked the elder in the crotch, using extreme force. With a boom, the elder spewed out a mouthful of blood. Even his crotch bled as he was sent flying before he landed on the ground convulsing.

This scene left the onlookers holding their breaths. They were shocked stiff. Wang Baole had been extremely fast in his battle with the elder. It was also very straightforward and extremely ruthless. They could not help but be stunned.

The three students widened their eyes as well. As for Zhang Lan, who had his finger broken, he was pale in the face. His eyes were filled with horror as he was crawling backwards. However, Wang Baole appeared next to him in one step. He stepped on the youth's twisted finger, and as the youth cried out, Wang Baole said lightly, "Apologize!"

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Chapter 39: Right?

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This word seemed to transform into a force when Wang Baole said it. It made the blood that coursed through the surrounding crowd's bodies speed up as intense looks appeared in their eyes.

They knew that Wang Baole was seeking justice for the girl by demanding an apology!

They did not have the ability to do such things, but having seen someone do it, they immediately became excited. Ardor and zeal coursed through their blood as they looked at the youth who had his fingers stepped on.

"Stop. No matter who you are, you are in big trouble!"

"How dare you resort to violence for such a trivial matter!"

The other three Ethereal Dao College students nearby were panicking. They growled at Wang Baole as a front to hide their timidness.

As for Zhang Lan, whose fingers were stepped on by Wang Baole, he clenched his teeth hatefully to endure the pain while glaring at Wang Baole. If gazes could kill, Wang Baole would have long been dead.

"How smug of you to bully us! You can be smug now. You are strong just because you have cultivated a few years more than us, but our future is different. In a few years, you will be nothing in front of us!"

Zhang Lan's eyes were extremely vicious. As he hissed for breath through his clenched teeth, he enunciated each word hatefully. "I've seen many instances of people like you. Do you dare kill us? This is Ethereal City. We are from Ethereal Dao College. Prepare to be arrested!

"As for the few of us, even if we have done wrong, it should be Ethereal Dao College that questions us. An irrelevant person like you has no right to order me!"

With that said, the vicious look in Zhang Lan's eyes turned even more intense.

"I do not have the right?" Wang Baole looked at the contemptuous youth and the trio that appeared afraid but felt contempt toward him deep down. He nodded.

"Then, does being Spirit Stones Hall Head Prefect of Ethereal Dao College's Dharmic Armament faculty give me the right?"

When Wang Baole said that, he took off his mask, and as he flexed his body, the tight clothes beneath his robes tore apart, revealing his rotund figure one again.

"You…"

"Head Prefect!"

"Impossible!"

The instant Wang Baole said those words and took off his mask, the three Dharmic Armament faculty students screamed like they had seen in a ghost. Their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief as the color in their faces drained completely. As though they had lost all their strength, they stumbled to the ground.

As for the contemptuous-looking Zhang Lan, his entire body began trembling. He constantly gasped for air as his pupils dilated. The thoughts of his brave front from before were immediately overturned by tumultuous perturbations throughout his psyche as he exclaimed in shock.

"Wang Baole!"

Their breathing became stifled while their expressions changed constantly at an unprecedented rate. They felt shock and horror so intense that it was indescribable. As Dao College students, they were unafraid of anyone. They could even ignore the officials of Ethereal City, but Wang Baole was different. He was Head Prefect of the Dharmic Armament faculty. He held power over their fates.

And of all people, they had bumped right into Wang Baole. When they recalled their vicious words at Wang Baole and recalled the rumors about Wang Baole in the Dharmic Armament faculty, they immediately trembled as though they had lost half their lives. They lamented deep in their hearts as they felt faint.

The servants around them were appalled as well. Even the elder who had been kicked in the crotch was struggling to regain his consciousness. Upon seeing this scene, he drew a gasp and fainted once again. Despite his vicious thoughts, he could not even muster the thought of revenge. He was even worried that Wang Baole would exact revenge on him. After all, his young master was a student of the Dao College.

"That's the Head Prefect…"

The onlookers were also shocked by the sudden turn of events. Their minds were abuzz as they watched in shock, mouths agape. The reversal was so jarring that went beyond their imagination.

Wang Baole continued stepping on Zhang Lan's finger as he asked calmly, "Now, do I have the right to make you apologize?"

Before Zhang Lan, who had his finger broken, could speak, the other three Ethereal Dao College students immediately got up and rushed over to the girl and quickly apologized.

"Little girl, sorry, we did not do it intentionally."

"Little girl, please forgive us."

The three students were desperate as their voices trembled. They were regretting their actions deeply for they knew very well the repercussions of being caught by Wang Baole. Now, they were feeling anxious as their faces were brimming with tears.

As for Zhang Lan, whose fingers were still being stepped on by Wang Baole, he even forgot the pain in his horror. He hurriedly apologized. All his arrogance had vanished the moment Wang Baole took off his mask.

As for compensation, he immediately roared at the men beside him. He immediately got them to find the best hospital and best doctors for the girl. Furthermore, the girl's parents were to be located and given the greatest compensation.

The men also looked reverently at Wang Baole. After obtaining Wang Baole's approval, they ran off and carefully carried the girl, sending her to the hospital at the fastest speed possible.

Wang Baole believed that they would not dare pull any cheap tricks later on. After all, the quartet's future and fate could be determined at a snap of his finger.

"The four of you, do you want me to drag you back to the College Discipline Department after I beat the living crap out of you, or do you want to follow me obediently? Make your choice." Wang Baole grunted coldly as he walked toward the Dao College with his arms behind his back.

The four exchanged looks and saw the horror and bitterness in each other's eyes. They could only bite the bullet and get up, following Wang Baole with ashen faces. They couldn't even be bothered with the cruiser.

They felt shaken the entire journey as they followed Wang Baole back to Dharmic Armament Peak. At the Spirit Stones Hall's College Discipline Department, they did not dare resist before being sent to the cells!

Wang Baole planned to punish them severely for this matter. Furthermore, as Spirit Stones Hall's Head Prefect, he had not paid too much attention to such matters since he took office, but this was the first case where he had personally made an arrest.

Be it Liu Daobin or the other inspectors, they knew very well that Wang Baole was truly furious about the matter and that he would make this case ironclad after they investigated!

In addition, there were many witnesses for this case. Therefore, the Dao College only needed to follow the procedures before the matter was sent to the Dao College's internal courts, leaving it to them to handle the matter.

As for the punishment, Wang Baole directly offered his preference.

Expulsion!

This sort of extremely vile case, for which he had made the arrest personally while providing ample evidence, was a very difficult matter to suppress even if the Vice-Chancellor wanted to do so. In summary, Wang Baole's preference was the ultimate outcome.

Soon, this matter spread in the Dharmic Armament faculty. No student wasn't alarmed after hearing the news. As they told themselves not to do something similar in the future, many of them cursed.

They were naturally not cursing Wang Baole but the scum that had marred the reputation of the Dharmic Armament faculty. This news also quickly spread on the Spirit Internet, winning the kudos from many.

After all, arrogance like the quartet's was not common in the Dao College. Against such methods that incurred the wrath of both men and gods, they naturally had their own judgment.

Simultaneously, Wang Baole's fame spread once again because of this matter. There were even many girls who felt more affectionate toward Wang Baole after catching wind of the matter.

This was especially so for the young women in the Alchemy faculty. After hearing that Wang Baole had used their pills to save someone, all of them sent Wang Baole voice transmission inquiries. There were even bold ones who directly asked him out on a date.

As for the four students' family, they also turned anxious when they caught wind of the news. They tried their best to get envoys to ask for his mercy, but Wang Baole simply ignored them.

Helpless, they sought the aid of Liu Daobin and the other inspectors, but knowing Wang Baole's attitude on this matter, none of them dared accept any bribes and rejected the requests categorically.

Eventually, the family of the four students went to the Inscriptions Head Prefect, Cao Kun.

That night, in Spirit Kernel Hall's Head Prefect Pavilion, its Head Prefect, Lin Tianhao, was sampling some spirit tea as he held an ancient scroll. Standing beside him was Inscriptions Head Prefect Cao Kun, who was whispering to him.

"Brother Lin, the others can be ignored but Zhang Lan… his family clan is willing to offer a fifth-grade numinous treasure!"

Upon hearing the words 'numinous treasure', Lin Tianhao looked up slightly with a thoughtful expression. One had to know that first and second grades were known as Dharmic artifacts. From the third to sixth grade, they were known as numinous treasures. At the seventh grade, they were considered Dharmic armaments.

It could be said numinous treasures were already very valuable, much less a fifth-grade numinous treasure. Even he was moved. Therefore, he took out his voice transmission ring and directly asked the Vice-Chancellor about a particular matter. He then lowered it and smiled faintly.

"The Dao College's motion against the Head Prefects will begin in a few days with the Dharmic Armament faculty as a trial! This Wang Baole has been doing quite a bit recently; it's time… for him to take a rest," Lin Tianhao said as he lifted the spirit tea. He discovered that there wasn't much water in it, and before he put it down, Cao Kun had filled it to the brim with hot water.

"When the time comes, we will just release Zhang Lan and the rest." Lin Tianhao smiled as he looked in the direction of the Spirit Stones Hall with a contemptuous expression.

Cao Kun immediately turned excited when he heard that.

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Chapter 40: Head Prefects' Reformation

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Time flew, and three days passed.

In these three days, Wang Baole was absorbed in memorizing the inscriptions with the help of the pills bought with the Mystic Silver Sand from the black market.

With the high-quality pills, Wang Baole was finally able to memorize one hundred and fifty thousand inscriptions!

But he felt like dying…

At this point, after having scratched his head swollen, Wang Baole took out his snacks to eat. However, upon taking out the bag of snacks, he found that they were covered with inscriptions, and the illusion sent him into a daze.

What is happening? Wang Baole blinked furiously to clear his blurred vision. Before his eyes, the bag of snacks seemed to return to normal.

Dazed, Wang Baole took some potato chips out of bag of snacks, but when he glanced at them, his eyes widened suddenly.

How can there be inscriptions on these potato chips too, unless I have supernatural powers? Frightened, Wang Baole wondered if there was something wrong with him, as he was even seeing inscriptions on his snacks.

In his panic, Wang Baole picked up the Ice Spirit Water to calm his nerves. However, it seemed that even on the bottle, there were countless inscriptions swimming on the surface.

This scene shocked Wang Baole. He stood up quickly but suddenly felt dizzy. In his vision, he could see even more inscriptions leading from the wall to the terrace. When he looked around, the sky, the earth, the grass, the trees, and even the air were filled with inscriptions.

This scene caused Wang Baole to realize that it was not because he had supernatural powers, but because he had memorized too many inscriptions and eaten too many pills that he had started to experience the negative side-effects described in the second half of the Qi Fostering Arts. He was starting to hallucinate.

Heavens, these inscriptions are going to drive me crazy!

His head spinning, Wang Baole realized that during this period of time, other than going out a few times, he had spent most of his time taking pills and memorizing. Having to memorize the hundred and fifty thousand Dao inscriptions, he had relied on the combined power of the pills collected in his head. This had taken a huge toll on him mentally, and he had gradually begun to hallucinate.

In this Spirit Inception Era, it was not uncommon to have students of the Dharmic Armament faculty driven mad while memorizing these inscriptions.

After all, such shocking memorization work was extremely horrifying. Even with words, those in common usage were only a few thousand.

The sum of one hundred and fifty thousand was so large that it was like memorizing the words of many different languages. One thousand years ago, this feat would not have been possible. However, with the arrival of the Spirit Inception Era and the ubiquitous Qi Fostering Art, humans' bodies and minds had undergone metamorphosis. As such, the impossible had become possible.

Nevertheless, the inscriptions and words still had their differences. However, even though they were different, if one did not look carefully, it was difficult to tell them apart. As such, this made the memorization exponentially more difficult, especially as one needed to understand the different meanings. Each inscription had a different effect, so Wang Baole felt like he was going mad memorizing the inscriptions.

Even though his feat could not be considered amazing in the Dharmic Armament faculty, what made Wang Baole the most dispirited was the fact that while he could memorize one hundred and fifty thousand inscriptions, one person out of ten would be able to match him.

After all, among the students who were able to enter the four main Dao Colleges, there were many top students.

Furthermore, he had yet to match these inscriptions. After all, this involved the study of Spirit Kernels; otherwise, it would have been far more difficult.

In addition, with the appearance of the hallucinations, Wang Baole was even more terrified of taking more pills. He was worried that if he continued to memorize as before, he would really go mad.

When he remembered that he had yet to become the Federation President, Wang Baole felt that he definitely had to stay sane. At the same time, he could not resist imagining how he would not be able to control his weight if he went mad. Then he would definitely have to reunite with his Fatso Forefathers.

At this thought, he imagined himself drooling and stupidly memorizing inscriptions with the Fatso Forefathers.

Stop thinking about it! Wang Baole shuddered violently and exhaled. Feeling like he could not continue this way, he paused for a moment before picking up the second half of the Qi Fostering Art and flipping through it.

While memorizing one hundred thousand inscriptions fits the basic requirements of the Inscriptions Hall, I should stop memorizing and begin studying Spirit Kernels first. By matching both of them, won't the effect be even better? Wang Baole felt that this was a good idea, so he immediately started to research Spirit Kernels.

The study of Spirit Kernels was the skill of carving the inscriptions onto the Spirit Stones. One needed to practice thoroughly before mastering the skill, while remembering a massive number of Spirit Kernel formulations.

These Spirit Kernel formulations recorded the method of matching the different inscriptions. Through matching and carving practice, one would finally refine a Spirit Kernel.

It might have sounded easy, but in actual fact, it was difficult to learn.

However, to Wang Baole, as long as he did not need to memorize the inscriptions, he was willing to do anything else. Thus, with this research, he took out the Spirit Stones and started practicing his carving.

Just like that, the days passed. Under this painful study, Wang Baole continually tried to find various ways of studying, but his results never seemed to improve.

Just as he reached his breaking point of depression, where he hoped he could have ripped the book of Qi Fostering Art, there were suddenly rumors traveling about Ethereal Dao College.

These rumors were related to the Head Prefects. It painted a vivid picture of how the four main Dao Colleges were successively reforming their Head Prefect systems. Because of the old rules, this gave the Head Prefects alarming powers. As each had their own administration, each faculty was in a state of disunity. As they were too divided, it was unlikely for them to unite, so a complete reshuffle was necessary.

To put it simply, changing the system meant establishing a Head Prefect assembly in every faculty. Each Head Prefect had the power of one vote, and through a vote, the majority would manage their faculty's College Discipline Department.

Among the four main Dao Colleges, White Deer Dao College had already started implementing the new regulations. As for the other three, White Deer Branch College, Holy River Dao College, and Ethereal Dao College, they would have to choose a faculty as a starting point.

Once it succeeded, it would begin to be implemented throughout the Lower Academy Island.

The rumors had spread quickly, immediately eliciting many opinions. Even though it was only a rework of the Head Prefect system, in actual fact, a small segment would affect the large parts. The moment the Head Prefect changed, it would affect the College Discipline Department and all students.

Among the numerous discussions, each faculty's Head Prefects grew impatient. They each used their own networks to learn about the news. Even though Wang Baole was in seclusion memorizing his inscriptions, the moment Liu Daobin and the others heard about the rumors, they grew nervous and went to look for Wang Baole to find out more.

When Wang Baole heard about the situation, he was also stunned. Rubbing the area between his brows, he asked Zheng Liang about the rumors; however, while Zheng Liang was shrewd, he did not know much about the situation either.

Just as the whole Dao College was paying close attention to the situation, and just as all the faculties' Head Prefects were at different levels of nervousness, the Chancellor made an announcement to the whole Dao College, confirming that there would be a rework of the Head Prefect system!

"The original Head Prefect system will be abolished, and it would be changed to the Head Prefect assembly voting system—this measure starts with the Dharmic Armament faculty!"

The moment the announcement went out, the students from the other faculties let out sighs of relief. As for the students of the Dharmic Armament faculty, they were all very much shaken, and any observant person could see that the Dharmic Armament faculty would be thrown into chaos.

As for Liu Daobin and the others, they were extremely worried after hearing the announcement. For Wang Baole, this kind of assembly system was extremely disadvantageous!

Wang Baole received the news immediately. At the same time, Zheng Liang had also heard through the grapevine and sent a voice transmission to Wang Baole.

"Junior Brother Baole, you have to be careful. I heard that this pilot program was originally meant for the Traps faculty. But due to the application of the Spirit Kernel Hall's Head Prefect, Lin Tianhao, and the Vice-Chancellor's strong support, this plan was changed to the Dharmic Armament faculty!"

Upon hearing Zheng Liang's words, Wang Baole's expression changed. This situation was too sudden, and before Wang Baole could think of any countermeasures, a strange voice suddenly emitted from his voice transmission ring!

"Spirit Stones Head Prefect, Wang Baole! I am Spirit Kernel Hall's Head Prefect, Lin Tianhao. Following the Chancellor's instructions, please arrive at Spirit Kernel Head Prefect Pavilion early tomorrow morning for our first Head Prefect meeting!"

This was Lin Tianhao's first time speaking to Wang Baole. His voice was calm and emotionless, but there was a strange coercive power to it. It seemed as though it had emerged from the voice transmission ring and reverberated throughout Wang Baole's cave abode!

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Chapter 41: The Cry by the Bank of Green Forest Lake

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An enemy! Wang Baole glared at the voice transmission ring. Although that Spirit Kernel Head Prefect had only spoken that one sentence, he effused a tone that left no room for doubt. It made Wang Baole extremely uncomfortable.

Isn't it all because he has a powerful father? What does he matter! What authority do you have to order me around! Wang Baole harrumphed. His mind started working actively, pondering how he could deal with the situation. Unknowingly, he opened up a bag of snacks and was just about to eat when he paused.

No way, I promised that I would lose weight… But the severity of today's incident is just too great, and I need to think properly. Forget it, I'll wait till I solve this problem before I start losing weight. Wang Baole felt that he could not allow himself to be distracted at this point, so he started eating.

However, despite thinking for a long time, there was no solution in sight. After all, this situation was too sudden, and they were the Chancellor's instructions. Wang Baole felt that even though he was the Head Prefect, there were too many levels in between him and the Chancellor.

Alas, I am just a small official. If I become the Federation President, nobody will be able to speak to me like this anymore. Wang Baole sighed with emotion and patted his stomach. He decided that he would wait and examine the situation tomorrow; if it was unbearable, he could still come to an appropriate compromise.

Just like that, one night passed.

In the early hours of the following day, Wang Baole opened his eyes from his meditation, cleaned himself up, and slowly made his way to the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect Pavilion.

He met many students on the way. While each of them greeted him as normal, they were quick to whisper. Evidently, they had heard about the fact that the Head Prefect meeting was today.

Wang Baole looked around and grasped the situation. Then he narrowed his eyes and made his way quickly to the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect Pavilion.

The moment he arrived, the students standing outside the Head Prefect Pavilion were immediately aware and opened up a path for him. Walking into the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect Pavilion, Wang Baole pondered the situation.

The high officials' autobiographies often mention that one needs calm to deal with big situations. I must have a calm attitude to deal with all obstacles.

With this thought, Wang Baole sucked in a deep breath, and became more tranquil.

Just like that, under the guidance of the students in front, he arrived at the Head Prefect's room. When he arrived, he saw sitting there… two other Head Prefects of the Dharmic Armament faculty!

Inscriptions Head Prefect Cao Kun and Spirit Kernel Head Prefect Lin Tianhao!

In actuality, this was the first time all three people were meeting. Although Wang Baole had never met the other two before, all of them wore the same Head Prefect's Daoist robe, and so naturally, they were able to recognize each other.

When Wang Baole had almost reached them, the other two turned to look at him. The gazes of all three met for an instant. While Cao Kun's face was expressionless, Lin Tianhao smiled.

"Junior Brother Baole, please!"

As he spoke, Wang Baole immediately recognized that this was indeed the person who had left the voice transmission for him, Lin Tianhao. As for the other person's identity, he naturally knew who he was too.

The three of them exchanged few pleasantries. They sat down after simply gazing at each other, and an inspector soon brought over tea before closing the door as he exited.

At this moment, all the gazes of the students of the Dharmic Armament faculty settled on them. This was Ethereal Dao College's first Head Prefect meeting, and it was starting now.

"Since everyone is here, let's start our first Head Prefect meeting. I believe the fact that the Chancellor chose us, the Dharmic Armament faculty, for the pilot project shows his trust in us. But I also believe that it is a test for us!" Lin Tianhao smiled. His gaze traveled over Wang Baole and then Cao Kun.

"Junior Brother Cao Kun, Junior Brother Baole, please take out the recent case files, and let's discuss them."

Cao Kun noticed Lin Tianhao's gaze and coughed.

"Let me go first then. After the reformation of the Head Prefect system, from now on, the College Discipline Department will still have three Head Prefects, but all the cases will have to undergo a vote. These are the Chancellor's rules.

"As such, I have two issues. Senior Brother Tianhao, Junior Brother Baole, let's see how to resolve them.

"The first matter is the Dharmic Armament faculty's inspectors. There are too many of them. We must understand that they are volunteers who are working for the College Discipline Department without compensation. So, we cannot be too selfish and hinder their studies. We should let these people have more time to study.

"Thus, I suggest that we dismiss some people from the College Discipline Department. After all, this is a Dao College, not a Federation organization."

As he spoke, Cao Kun took out two jade slips and handed them to Lin Tianhao and Wang Baole.

"This is a name list of those I recommend we dismiss. Head Prefect Tianhao, please look over them."

Lin Tianhao looked over the list and nodded, then glanced at Wang Baole.

"Junior Brother Baole, what do you think?"

Wang Baole evened out his breathing. After glancing over the jade slip, his anger was almost uncontrollable in that instant. It turned out that all the names on the list were infuriatingly from his Spirit Stones Hall, and they were people who were either close to him or handpicked by him.

Liu Daobin was also in the list.

Despite Wang Baole knowing that this was disadvantageous to him and being prepared to compromise, the viciousness of the other party clearly showed that they did not wish to compromise but to humiliate him.

"I disagree!" Wang Baole raised his head and spoke resolutely.

"Then, we have to vote. I agree with Cao Kun's methods." Lin Tianhao's expression was indifferent, as though he could not be bothered, and he raised his hand after speaking.

Cao Kun sneered and also raised his hand.

"Passed!" Lin Tianhao gave the final word, and without asking for Wang Baole's opinion, decided on dismissing the inspectors.

Wang Baole understood that he was alone and helpless in this Head Prefect meeting and had no way of retaliating. He could not help the darkening of his expression and had no choice but to contain his anger.

Seeing Wang Baole's dark expression, Cao Kun could not hide his sneer and opened his mouth again.

"Head Prefect Tianhao, I still have a second matter. Regarding the issue of Huang Jing, Zhang Lan, and the others, we have no reason to care about what they have done outside the Dao College. I suggest that we release the four of them. What do you think, Senior Brother Tianhao?"

Just as Cao Kun finished speaking, Wang Baole—who had been suppressing his anger—raised his head violently to look at Cao Kun with heaven-reaching proportions of anger in his eyes. He could bear everything else, but on the issue of Zhang Lan and the others, Wang Baole definitely could not let it slide.

"Junior Brother Cao Kun makes sense. Although Zhang Lan and the others do have some problems, it did not happen in the Dao College, and as such, it is not under our jurisdiction. Furthermore, they need to take part in the Upper Academy's examinations soon. With so many years of work, we cannot distract them at this time." Lin Tianhao gave a forced smile and looked at Wang Baole. "Junior Brother Baole, what do you think?"

"You are going overboard!" Wang Baole slammed the table furiously and glared at Lin Tianhao and Cao Kun.

However, Lin Tianhao only smiled carelessly and spoke lightly. "Let's put it to a vote. I agree with this!"

Cao Kun sneered again and also nodded his head. Thus, the second motion also passed in front of Wang Baole!

This feeling of being completely disregarded and humiliated made Wang Baole so angry that he smiled. At this time, he also received Liu Daobin's voice transmission.

"Head Prefect, you have to be careful. I heard from someone that that Inscriptions Head Prefect Cao Kun spread the word that he was going to humiliate you today!" Liu Daobin was in a panic as he quickly sent the reminder.

Wang Baole did not reply, but he stood up and, under Lin Tianhao's smile and Cao Kun's sneer, suddenly took a step forward till he was in front of Cao Kun.

Wang Baole was too fast. While Cao Kun was stunned and Lin Tianhao had yet to react, Wang Baole's right hand was raised and flew toward Cao Kun.

This all happened in an instant. By the time Lin Tianhao and Cao Kun reacted, Wang Baole had already grabbed hold of Cao Kun's neck.

"Let go!" Cao Kun came to his senses. His cultivation level was identical to Wang Baole's—at the perfected Physical Seal realm; however, Wang Baole had delivered the first move, the devouring seed in him releasing its full might. In the instant when he had caught Cao Kun's neck, without giving him a chance to retaliate, the spiritual power coursed through his body and sealed Cao Kun's cultivation.

"Wang Baole, what are you doing!" Angered, Lin Tianhao jumped to his feet.

"What am I doing? You'll find out in a while!" Anger suffused Wang Baole, and while he spoke, he did not give Lin Tianhao a chance to react before his speed exploded. With a bang, he slammed open the Head Prefect room's doors, and carrying Cao Kun, he sped outside with a roar.

"Wang Baole!" Shocked and angry, Lin Tianhao immediately took chase and called for the surrounding inspectors to intercept Wang Baole.

At this time, all the students of the Dharmic Armament faculty were watching closely. The din immediately attracted everyone's attention, and upon seeing Wang Baole drag Cao Kun along, their eyes widened and stared at the scene in shock.

"What's the situation?"

"In his hand, Wang Baole is carrying… Cao Kun?"

Just as everyone was shocked and frightened, Wang Baole pushed his speed to the limit. Although Lin Tianhao and others were chasing him, they were unable to catch up to him in such a short period of time. Quickly, he dragged Cao Kun out of the Dao College, stepping directly onto the wooden bridge of the Green Forest Lake and hurling Cao Kun toward the lake.

Cao Kun hit the lake's surface with a loud splash.

"You dare assault me!" Cao Kun screamed. Indeed, he never would have imagined that Wang Baole would have done what he did today. At this point, having hit Cao Kun, Wang Baole drew close again and sneered.

"This is outside the Dao College. If we follow your logic, I could kill you here, and the Dao College wouldn't be able to do anything!

"Since that's the case, let's see how I'm going to beat the crap out of you!"

Suffused with anger, Wang Baole moved closer as he spoke. No matter how much Cao Kun struggled, it was futile. In an instant, Wang Baole caught his finger and broke it violently.

A pained scream came out from Cao Kun's' mouth, but it was not over. When Lin Tianhao arrived with his many inspectors and numerous Dharmic Armament faculty students, they witnessed Wang Baole landing a kick on Cao Kun's crotch.

Cao Kun screamed till his voice changed. His whole face turned purple in an instant, falling into the Green Forest Lake with a wail. This all happened too fast—from the moment Wang Baole initiated his attack to the end, it took only about half a minute.

"Wang Baole!" Lin Tianhao was filled with burning anger. To have beaten up Cao Kun in front of him, he felt that Wang Baole had humiliated him. While he sent people to save Cao Kun, he glared at Wang Baole with a furious, icy gaze.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome man beat someone up before?" Wang Baole glared and snorted, before turning around arrogantly. At the last second, he turned back to stick his thumb downwards!

"You…" Lin Tianhao gritted his teeth, almost exploding from the successive provocation and humiliation. But when Wang Baole attacked, he had taken advantage of the loophole they had left in determining how to deal with Zhang Lan. As such, if they were to punish Wang Baole, it would overturn everything they had said previously.

Even though Wang Baole was harassing people by dragging them out of the Dao College, he was still a Head Prefect. Especially with today's Head Prefect meeting, he had been completely disregarded. As such, even if he latched on to this incident, it would have no effect on Wang Baole, so it would be difficult to make an issue of it.

Therefore, when Cao Kun was finally pulled up, shaking and howling, Lin Tianhao could only comfort him with a clenched fist. Even though they had won a huge victory at the Head Prefect meeting today, he still felt aggrieved beyond measure.

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Chapter 42: Get Rid of Them!

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After Wang Baole swaggered away, the surrounding students from the Dharmic Armament faculty all stood gazing at each other. That day had indeed been too strange. First, it was Cao Kun, who announced that he was going to humiliate Wang Baole; thereafter, there was the Head Prefect meeting, and then… before the proceedings of the meeting could be announced, they witnessed Wang Baole dragging Cao Kun out of the Dao College.

Following which… a beating!

And now, seeing the soaked, pale, and furious Cao Kun cutting a sorry figure as he covered his crotch, people could not help but form their own opinions.

Nobody could have predicted Wang Baole's move. This was too illogical. Moreover, no one had thought that he would actually hit someone… and another Head Prefect at that.

Not only were the surrounding Dharmic Armament faculty students taken aback, but even Lin Tianhao and Cao Kun were also gritting their teeth, feeling aggrieved. Especially Cao Kun, whose crotch, while unbearably painful, was also… a little numb. There was no feeling, which made his heart palpitate, his gloom and rage surging to the skies.

"Wang Baole!" In his anger, Cao Kun was helped up by others and swiftly sent to the sick-bay. Lin Tianhao continued to stand, watching Wang Baole's back, his gaze growing colder and colder for a long while. With a sneer, he finally left.

Seeing the three Head Prefects leave, the surrounding students inhaled and released a flurry of sounds.

"This Wang Baole is too aggressive!"

"With this incident, even Wang Baole won't be able to save himself. Even beating up someone as a Head Prefect…"

While everyone was discussing the incident, many older students shook their heads. They were experienced and knew that unless they had betrayed the Dao College or done something extremely heinous, nothing would happen to the Head Prefects.

This was indeed the reality. Even if Lin Tianhao wanted to target Wang Baole, and even if the Vice-Chancellor was willing to support him, the moment the whole Dao College found out, it would be impossible to hide the truth.

Especially following the news of the two topics discussed at the Head Prefect meeting—that all the inspectors of Spirit Stones Hall close to Wang Baole had been stripped of their rank and the release of Zhang Lan's group—this had shaken the entire Dharmic Armament faculty.

Thereafter, when Zhang Lan and the others were discharged, it was like throwing a huge stone into already troubled waters, creating an enormous wave. After all, the crimes of Zhang Lan and the others were abominable. To be found guiltless, especially with how the College Discipline Department explained how they had no power to discipline them as the four of them did not flout the rules within the Dao College, this was unacceptable to many students.

Once news spread, within the chaos, many people remembered the words Wang Baole had said when he beat up Cao Kun, and they understood his reasons.

"Well done! This Cao Kun has gone too far!"

"Even the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect agreed. It looks like the rumors of them being in cahoots is true!"

As the debate fermented, Liu Daobin and the others who had been fired—with deep anger in their hearts—joined in, constantly guiding the debate. As a result, Wang Baole only received a stern reprimand as punishment.

However, he was still unable to change whatever had been decided at the Head Prefect meeting.

These bullies have gone too far! Returning to his cave abode, Wang Baole felt resentful. Even though he had beaten up Cao Kun, he still felt that he had not released his anger. The kind of anger that came from being threatened and overwhelmingly humiliated by the two powerful Head Prefects made it hard for Wang Baole to remain calm.

He felt that he had already tolerated the first issue with much difficulty, but on the issue of Zhang Lan and the others, that was his limit. He had witnessed it and caught them personally, but Lin Tianhao and Cao Kun had actually distorted the facts and set all of them free.

To Wang Baole, this was unbearable. In the days following, he thought hard about various ways to resolve the issue and also instructed Liu Daobin to visit Sun Qifang's family to ask after the little girl.

As time passed, Lin Tianhao and Cao Kun started to calm down and interfere with the debate. Their combined influence was larger than Wang Baole's, so very quickly, alternative voices emerged within the Spirit Intranet and the Dharmic Armament faculty.

"Wang Baole no longer has any power at all. Because he has been completely overruled, he beat up someone like a cornered beast in desperation!"

"This Wang Baole, as a Head Prefect, how dare he hit someone? Humph…"

"We don't have to worry about Wang Baole anymore. His status as Head Prefect is only in name, and from now on, he can only swallow his pride!"

These voices soon became dominant. At the same time, Liu Daobin and those who had been dismissed were in a sorry plight. This was because the two College Discipline Departments of Spirit Kernel and Inscriptions had started to investigate them following their dismissal. With the Spirit Stones College Discipline Department's loss of influence because of Wang Baole, those people who were not dismissed had changed sides and joined the investigation.

These purging winds gained huge momentum. Every day, many students groomed by Wang Baole were taken away, especially Liu Daobin, who was the first one to be taken in for investigation. Despite, or maybe because of, Wang Baole's unconventional action of beating up Cao Kun, the inspectors seemed vicious but were in actual fact very careful. After all… not only did Wang Baole beat someone up, he had gone too far.

These incidents made Wang Baole's blood boil, and his eyes started to show his determination and frenzy.

Screw him, this is like pushing me to the cliff's edge. How vicious. So, to solve this problem… there is only one way!

Get rid of Inscriptions Head Prefect Cao Kun!

Once I replace him, I will be the Spirit Stones Head Prefect and the Inscriptions Head Prefect, so I will have two votes! In the Head Prefect meeting, I will gain the complete advantage!

Although Wang Baole thought that this was a good idea, it was not enough to relieve his anger, and he gritted his teeth again.

Getting rid of one isn't satisfying. I will get rid of both of them. Then, I will be all three Head Prefects of the Dharmic Armament faculty, and I will be the Dharmic Armament faculty's only Head Prefect, having the final say without contradiction!

If I manage to do this, then there will no longer be a need for any Head Prefect meetings. In the College Discipline Department, only I will make the decisions!Wang Baole raised his head furiously, with a little redness in his eyes. This was the plan that he thought could completely resolve the problem.

Ignoring the difficulty of his plan, this was the only way Wang Baole could—after pondering for a long time—get rid of the danger to himself, punish the scum Zhang Lan and his friends, save Liu Daobin and the others, and reestablish his position.

It is settled!

Wang Baole would give it his all. After making his decision, he immediately contacted Xie Haiyang and told him that he wanted buy as many memory-aiding pills as he could, regardless of the consequences.

At the same time, he walked out of the cave abode to buy a large amount of food, in preparation for his seclusion.

If I can do this, then I, Wang Baole, will continue to be in command of the Dharmic Armament faculty. But if I can't… damn it, I must still think of a way to save Liu Daobin and the others.

Wang Baole, who had always had a wonderful mood, was cheerless for the first time. Now, his expression was pained. Walking in the Dharmic Armament faculty, all the students who saw him no longer greeted him. Clearly, they were worried that if they were too close to Wang Baole, the College Discipline Department would investigate them.

Nevertheless, there were still a few students who saluted Wang Baole amid sighs. For these people, Wang Baole remembered all their faces. After nodding in acknowledgment, he purchased a large amount of food and hurried back to his cave abode.

Alas, the paths of enemies always seem to meet. On the way back to the cave abode, Wang Baole stopped mid-step and saw seven or eight students ahead of him, laughing and talking. Four of them were actually Zhang Lan and his friends.

Seeing Zhang Lan and his friends smiling and laughing smugly, Wang Baole's expression grew even darker. He had no mood to care and continued walking forwards, in preparation for his seclusion.

But Zhang Lan and his friends were extremely proud of their success. Not only had they been found innocent, they were also made inspectors. Thus, in their hearts, they felt that what happened before was in fact a silver lining. Upon seeing Wang Baole, Zhang Lan and his friends' expressions changed. At the thought that he had fallen from grace, they could not suppress their smugness and started ridiculing him.

"Isn't this Head Prefect Wang? Head Prefect, your expression doesn't look too good—do you want to go to the sick-bay for a check-up? You don't want to die if it's a serious disease."

"Exactly. The Head Prefect seems to be very angry lately—you have to look after your body, or else if you have a mishap, that will be our Dao College's loss."

"There is also that little girl. I've been thinking lately if I should go talk to their family…"

Faced with these people's malicious teasing, Wang Baole looked at them coldly. Pausing, he placed the bought snacks in his hand onto the ground.

Seeing Wang Baole stop, Zhang Lan and his friends—who had satisfied their mouth's addiction—noticed Wang Baole's look and unconsciously stopped breathing. Without waiting for them to speak, Wang Baole took a step out in an instant, till he stopped in front of Zhang Lan. In front of Zhang Lan's widened eyes, he swept Zhang Lan's feet out from under him.

With a bang, Zhang Lan screamed. Wang Baole had hit his crotch. The sound he made was pitiful, and his body was sent flying.

"Wang Baole, you…"

The expressions of the others changed. As they all gaped, Wang Baole's body did not stop, and in a flash, he kicked continuously. In a string of three kicks, he sent all four released people flying to the ground with pained screams before adjusting his clothes.

"Firing you guys is a pity. So, from today onwards, the moment I see you, I will kick you once. And… if you dare take it out on other people, then… I will kick you to pieces. I will kick you to death," Wang Baole said blandly. He picked up his food and continued to walk far away.

The expression of Zhang Lan and the three others darkened. Amid their screaming, they heard Wang Baole's words. Upon hearing the words 'to pieces', all their expressions changed madly, large amounts of sweat dripping down their heads. The words 'kick to death' were even more of a deterrence, and a huge wave of fear permeated their hearts.

There was no way they would even dare harbor any notion of revenge. After all, if they wanted to continue living in the Dao College, they couldn't help but wail. The inspectors around them also laughed bitterly. Previously, they had already felt that the four of them had not thought things through before speaking.

"That is a person who even dared to beat up Cao Kun. Even though he has lost influence, he is not someone you can trifle with!"

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After he returned to the cave abode, Wang Baole began his frenzied seclusion.

Wang Baole had undergone such seclusions a few times in the past when he wanted to become a Head Prefect. However, compared to his determination now, it was lacking.

After all, the sense of danger and urgency was different.

However, despite Wang Baole's determination, there were more than a million Inscriptions, and it was impossible to memorize them all in a short period of time. Nevertheless, his goal was only to exceed 400,000 inscriptions—just to exceed Cao Kun.

But this was too difficult. After all, Wang Baole was not a top student. If he had been given a few decades, he might have been able to surpass Cao Kun, but it was unrealistic.

Thus, he placed his hope in Xie Haiyang. Unfortunately, even the all-capable Xie Haiyang was out of his depth this time. To get these kinds of high-quality memory-aiding pills—if it had only been a few—would not have been a problem; however, Wang Baole needed a shockingly large number of them.

He was even afraid that Wang Baole would eat the pills to death.

Even after exhausting all his options, he still needed a large amount of time to get Wang Baole's desired number of pills. Xie Haiyang calculated that he needed at least two years.

When he told Wang Baole of his conclusion, Wang Baole was somewhat discouraged. He could not wait. Even if he had memorized 400,000 inscriptions within two years, Cao Kun would have memorized even more. With such a recurring cycle, he was worried that he would never be able to surpass the other party.

Wang Baole did not want his days of diminished influence to last long, nor did he want the days of Zhang Lan and his friends' pride and the days of Liu Daobin and the others' imprisonment to be any longer than necessary.

Then there is only this method! Wang Baole sucked in a deep breath and took out the black mask. Seeing the black mask in his hand, there was hesitation on his face. Wang Baole felt too much doubt toward this mask as he did not know where his father had gotten it from.

He had thought before of sending a voice transmission to his father to ask, but he had resisted. This mask was truly exceedingly extraordinary, and Wang Baole was worried that if someone leaked the secret, it would invite unnecessary trouble for his family. So, he planned to wait until he returned home during the holidays to ask.

He hesitated for a long time, but eventually, gritting his teeth, he entered the hallucination realm. His eyes blurred, and he appeared on the familiar ice sheet.

Frosty winds blew from all sides, seemingly piercing through his bones, and there were shadows of savage beasts appearing occasionally in the distance. Further in the distance, he could even see the hazy outline of icy mountains.

Everything in this hallucination realm had become even more real compared to the last time Wang Baole had visited.

After receiving the Great Void Qi Devouring Art from the mask and becoming Head Prefect, Wang Baole had been unwilling to enter the hallucination realm again. One reason was that he had suspected before that there was someone in the mask, and ten to one, it was a woman. But this was not the main point. The most important point, and the one that made Wang Baole the gloomiest, was the endless pain that he had experienced while learning the Void Twisting Technique.

Even while standing there, he felt a dull pain start in his crotch.

However, there really was no other way. Wang Baole sighed, gritted his teeth, and took out the mask. After muttering a few sentences to himself, he coughed once.

"That… You don't have any way that will let me memorize a million Inscriptions in a few days, do you?"

When Wang Baole finished speaking, he immediately looked at the mask. However, even after looking for a long time, the mask did not react at all. Wang Baole was stunned.

It doesn't work anymore? Surprised, Wang Baole scratched his head. He thought for a moment, then spoke in a low voice.

"I know you can hear me. Um, a while ago, because I had some things, I didn't come. It's not because I was kicking you to the curb once you had outlived your usefulness—don't misunderstand."

As Wang Baole spoke, he sized up the mask, and when he found that there was still no reaction, he panicked.

"Little Missy, don't be like this. I was wrong, okay? I promise I will never abandon you; I will definitely come to see you often. Little Missy, just help me this once."

This was the last straw Wang Baole was clutching at. He was worried that if there was no response from the mask, from now on, his days at the Dharmic Armament faculty would be unbearable.

At this thought, Wang Baole's forehead started sweating. He sucked in a deep breath to ferment his feelings and quickly used a sincere tone—as though flattering a girl—to cajole the mask, even making his voice as gentle as possible.

"Little Missy, actually I've always had a crush on you. I really don't dare meet you. I am this embarrassed, and I'm shy…"

Even till the end, there was still no reaction. Wang Baole was frantic and used his biggest move.

"Little Missy, do you want a gift?" As soon as Wang Baole finished speaking, the black mask suddenly flickered. In Wang Baole's eyes, this flickering light was as though he had seen a resplendent rainbow. With his morale boosted, he immediately looked and saw a line of writing on the surface of the mask.

"What gift?"

Wang Baole blinked, confirming to himself that there was indeed a person inside. Clearing his throat, he adopted a look of deep feeling and spoke in a low tone.

"I'll gift myself to you 1 , do you want it?"

Just as he finished speaking, the flickering mask paused suddenly. Purple lightning flew out from the mask and headed straight toward Wang Baole.

Wang Baole watched the lightning grow bigger in his eyes, without any time at all to dodge. With a bang, the bolt of lightning hit him, and as he screamed, his hair stood on end. He could only feel pain, and his whole person fell. Only after a long while did he crawl to his feet, crying, both angry and upset.

"Even if you didn't want it, you didn't have to zap me, Little Missy…"

This time, the mask did not send out lightning. Instead, under the flickering light, rows of blurred writing emerged. The emergence of the writing made Wang Baole forget his pain, and he quickly paid attention.

It was just that these words were blurred, and he could not see them clearly. He could only see that as the flickering lights of the mask grew bright, the writing on its surface increased. However, very quickly, the writing disappeared. It was as if the mask was wiping it away and writing anew.

It gave Wang Baole the feeling as though the Little Missy in the mask was thinking derivatively. Just looking made Wang Baole anxious. After five minutes, all the writing on the mask disappeared, and what re-emerged was actually… a formula!

Beneath this formula, more writing appeared quickly.

It told Wang Baole clearly that he only needed to faithfully remember this formula, along with memorizing a few crucial Inscriptions, and he could use this formula to calculate everything else.

Within those one hundred and fifty thousand Inscriptions that Wang Baole had memorized, he had already grasped those crucial Inscriptions and was fully qualified to use this formula to make his calculations.

Seeing this formula, Wang Baole's breathing grew agitated. He showed a strong gaze, and with a huge grin, he kissed the mask furiously.

The moment his mouth landed, lightning exploded. It scared Wang Baole so much that he moved his mouth and started to explain awkwardly, "Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding. I was too rash. Don't get nervous, Little Missy!"

It was quite some time before the lightning on the mask disappeared. Terrified, Wang Baole wiped his sweat, let out a sigh, and memorized the formula. However, very quickly, he discovered a problem.

"That's not right, Little Missy. Although this formula doesn't require me to memorize that much, if I use it on artifact refinement, I need to do calculations. To magically calculate the answer in such a short time for it to be valid… If I calculate too slowly and don't grasp what the artifact refinement requires in time, I may as well flip the inscription dictionary.

"This mental calculation can't be mastered in a short period of time."

At this, Wang Baole became frantic again. It was just as though hope was right before him, but he had no way of grasping it.

Just as Wang Baole finished speaking, the mask flickered, and more writing appeared. This time, it told Wang Baole that if he practiced the calculation for the formula within the hallucination realm, it would have an extremely supportive effect.

"Practice here?" Amid Wang Baole's astonishment, the words on the mask changed again. A row of Inscriptions appeared, as though it wanted Wang Baole to immediately use the formula to calculate the answer.

Wang Baole scratched his head and looked at the row of Inscriptions. Even before putting them in the formula, the entire process was a few breaths long. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning unexpectedly exploded from the mask and landed on Wang Baole's body with a boom. It seemed that if he exceeded the time limit for calculation, he would be shocked by lightning as a punishment.

"Again?" Wang Baole whole body shook. In the midst of his screaming, his hair began to smoke, and he began wailing. But then at this time, the mask showed a second question.

Wang Baole's body jolted, and his whole person felt as though he was going crazy. He quickly went to calculate, but he was too slow, and within a few seconds, the lightning landed again.

Just like that, in the hallucination realm, the screaming of Wang Baole reverberated in all directions again and again. The horror this time, although not as bad as being kicked in the crotch, had a high frequency and made Wang Baole feel that he was going crazy.

Amidst the thunderous booms of the lightning, Wang Baole's screams grew more pathetic.

"I'm not learning anymore… Ah… It hurts!"

"Let me go… You're zapping me again!"

Wang Baole was going mad. He had turned black from the shocks, and his body was emitting smoke. The pain left behind by the lightning made him feel as though he was going to break down. As he wailed, he felt that this was heaven's most poisonous punishment.

This mask definitely doesn't harbor a Little Missy but an old witch!

Wang Baole wailed, but he also knew that this was the only way he could remember all the Inscriptions. So, he gritted his teeth, and with another lightning strike, he began to scream and calculate.

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Chapter 44: Chancellor's Lecture Hall

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Unknowingly, ten painful days passed.

During those ten days, the purging and persecution of the Spirit Stones students by Lin Tianhao and Cao Kun continued in the Dharmic Armament faculty. Even more people had been dragged in. However, because there were too many people and the disturbance was huge, a lot of time was needed to gather evidence. Therefore, all those people were only locked away for investigation and not seriously punished.

Everyone could see that it was only because it was a short period of time. Without any mishaps, those students would definitely be punished to different degrees.

As for Wang Baole, he did not leave the cave abode for ten days. At most, he would leave the hallucination realm to eat something before clenching his jaw and re-entering, trembling with sadness and anger.

Heavens, when will this end…

The moment Wang Baole thought of the fear of familiarizing himself with the system of calculations, he felt as though he had lost his loved one. But when he thought of his own responsibilities and goals, he could only grit his teeth and continue to bear the agony amid his screams.

Under the never-ending lightning strikes, Wang Baole's ability to calculate the formula increased dramatically. Although the lightning still hit him, causing him to scream in agony, the time needed for his calculations swiftly decreased.

As the lightning's power grew bigger and bigger, the feeling of pain forced Wang Baole into a frenzy, unleashing all of his potential. He was very worried that if he did not work hard, he would be shocked to death.

Now, as long as the Inscriptions arrangement was not too complicated, he could arrive at an answer within seconds. However, the mask was still not satisfied with that and gave Wang Baole a shorter time to calculate while increasing the number and difficulty of the Inscriptions.

As such, Wang Baole's screams became more wretched.

Ten more days passed, and Wang Baole's behavior became abnormal. He had already forgotten about the passage of time, and it was not until a voice transmission came from the Chancellor that he stopped his cultivation.

The reason the Head Prefects from the various faculties of Ethereal Dao College and Lower Academy Island were known as disciples of the Chancellor was because they would occasionally gather at the call of the Chancellor. The Chancellor would open the Chancellor's lecture hall and personally teach classes, answering and explaining questions that the Head Prefects would bring up. For these kinds of things, it was compulsory for Head Prefects to attend.

Throughout Lower Academy Island, it was only the Chancellor who could do this. He knew everything about the lessons and knowledge of the Lower Academy Island's faculties, and he had even done research on them, so he could mentor every Head Prefect and even invite the Upper Academy's cultivation masters to provide guidance for the Head Prefects.

At this moment, the voice transmission had summoned Wang Baole because of the initiation of the Chancellor's lecture.

Within the cave abode, Wang Baole walked out of the hallucination realm. His whole body had already been shocked countless times. He trembled as he walked. He was dispirited, his hair was disheveled, and his gaze was vacant. From time to time, even though he had exited the hallucination realm, one could still hear him talking to himself.

"To form the speed Inscriptions, one needs to match and calculate 731 types of basic Inscriptions, and to go through nine times of systemic deduction…"

"Condensing Spirit Qi Inscriptions, there are 3,185 ways, and the first method of systemic calculation is…"

Trapped in the stupor of calculating numerous systemic problems in his head, Wang Baole walked out of the cave abode, swaying. He spent most of his attention on calculations and only a little attention on walking. Just like that, all those students who saw Wang Baole were stunned after noticing his condition.

"Wang Baole, this is… What happened?"

"Why does it look like he has gone silly? Look, what is he muttering to himself?"

"That's not right. Don't tell me he was unable to deal with having his authority removed and went mad?"

The people in the Dharmic Armament faculty discussed the matter in hushed voices. Wang Baole was unable to notice his surroundings. He was performing the numerous calculations in his head as he arrived at Chancellor Peak.

This was his first time visiting Chancellor Peak. If it had been his previous self, Wang Baole would have paid more attention. But today, his mind was hazy, and he had to pump himself mentally to walk up the mountain peak and to the Chancellor's pavilion.

Because he was performing his calculations along the way, he was the last person there when he arrived, even though he was not late. The moment he walked into the large hall, he saw that the Head Prefects of all the faculties were all seated, including Zheng Liang, Cao Kun, and Lin Tianhao.

In the Chancellor's lecture hall, no one was allowed to make a lot of noise. As such, Zheng Liang's gaze was deeply concerned as he nodded in acknowledgment. Cao Kun laughed contemptuously, and as for Lin Tianhao, a cold look flashed across his eyes. After that, he no longer looked at Wang Baole.

All the other Head Prefects also noticed Wang Baole. After all, it was not long ago that Wang Baole had risen to fame. Although he had lost influence today, he was still a notable figure.

It was just that after sizing him up, all of them felt disappointed. After all, Wang Baole's current appearance made them misunderstand him, and they all thought that he had given up on himself.

In front of them sat the old physician on a stool with his eyes closed. Sensing Wang Baole's entry, he opened his eyes and saw Wang Baole's dispirited appearance. The old physician was astonished.

Wang Baole gathered his spirits and greeted the old physician before finding a seat. He already knew the old physician's identity—after all, this was not a secret. As for the opinions of the surrounding people, he had no more energy to care.

After sitting, he sank into the systemic calculations in his head. This had already turned into his habit. After being shocked for twenty days or so, he had developed a phobia, a fear, that his calculations would be too slow and that he would be shocked again from being unable to complete the calculations in an instant.

Seeing Wang Baole's listless appearance, the old physician shook his head and looked away. With the start of this lecture, the old physician mentioned all the faculties from the Lower Academy Island such as the Traps faculty and the Alchemy faculty, to the Ancient Martial Arts faculty and the Dharmic Armament faculty, and even the Array Runes faculty and the Dao Enlightenment faculty.

"As this old man sees it, every faculty has their commonalities. For example, the Traps and Dharmic Armament faculties are both researching how to refine products. And we cannot forget the Array Runes faculty, which shares similarities in the study of Inscriptions…

"Even the Combat faculty isn't just about cultivating their bodies. If all of you manage to get into Upper Academy Island, you will understand. The Dao is painful and difficult, and it requires all of you to work together and support each other in order to walk further along the path of cultivation.

"As for the Dao Enlightenment faculty, don't give up on yourselves. The whole Federation today has a common view of the Dao Enlightenment faculty. The way of enlightenment is a necessary path to cross when working toward the Dao!"

The old physician's speech made everyone unaware of time's flow. Every new piece of information seemed to be at his fingertips—sometimes detailed, sometimes succinct and to the point. Even though all the Head Prefects were every faculty's outstanding seniors, they still reaped many benefits.

After all, to become Lower Academy Island's Chancellor, he had to have his uncommon points. There were even rumors that the old physician had been a famous senior on Upper Academy Island.

It was only because of his advanced age that he came to Lower Academy Island and took charge of helping Ethereal Dao College nurture those who were capable of entering Upper Academy Island.

This lecture covered many hours straight. When dusk came, the old physician took a sip of tea and finally stopped. Even though he had lectured the whole day, he had no signs of exhaustion. Instead, he had a smile on his face after putting his teacup down, his gaze sweeping over all the Head Prefects.

"That's it for today. Do you have any questions?"

The moment the old physician spoke, all the Head Prefects raised their heads. One Head Prefect from the Dao Enlightenment faculty asked a question first.

"Chancellor, you said that the Dao Enlightenment faculty is a necessary path toward understanding the Dao, and the path of enlightenment points directly to the source. Then, what is this source?"

For this question, all the Head Prefects were deep in thought. Truthfully, the Dao Enlightenment faculty had a special position in Ethereal Dao College. The students of this faculty had no official lessons and spent most of their time pondering over the universe to gain enlightenment. Becoming a Head Prefect of the Dao Enlightenment faculty had to do with the enlightenment essays that they had to write every month.

In reality, if the previous Federation President had not come from the Dao Enlightenment faculty, proving that success in the Dao Enlightenment faculty could immediately shock the world, this faculty would have been scrapped.

The old physician smiled after hearing this. He touched his beard and then blandly opened his mouth.

"The way of the source, according to my cultivation level and knowledge, is very difficult to truly understand. It's only that, in a piece of the Sword Sun, there was a section that explained that everything in this universe can be found in the source! With the way of the source, one can walk the path of the firmaments by selecting just one path!"

That Dao Enlightenment faculty Head Prefect nodded his head, absorbed in deep thought. Very soon, all the Head Prefects from the other faculties continuously asked different kinds of questions. For each question, the old physician's answer was very thorough—some answers could immediately resolve the confusion while the answers to others made people think.

When almost everyone's questions were done, Wang Baole also raised his head and forced himself to pay attention. He also had questions to resolve as he had encountered many—while solvable—questions that he could not understand while working on his systemic calculations.

"Chancellor, I have a question regarding Inscriptions.

"There are hundreds and thousands of Inscriptions to gather Spirit Qi. Every one of them is meant to gather Spirit Qi, but why are there so many of them, and what do they mean?"

The moment Wang Baole spoke, Inscriptions Head Prefect Cao Kun laughed without waiting for the old physician to respond. He stood and bowed to the old physician.

"Chancellor, it's such a simple question. Any student who has paid attention in a few classes in Inscriptions lessons will be able to answer it. Chancellor, might you permit me to answer Junior Brother Baole's question?"

After getting the old physician's approval, Cao Kun turned around, and from an angle unnoticeable by the old physician, he looked at Wang Baole with undisguised disdain and scorn, accompanied by a hint of hatred.

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Chapter 45: I Still Have a Question

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"Junior Brother Baole, the reason there are more than a thousand Inscriptions for condensing Spirit Qi is because they correspond to the use of different materials for artifact refinement. And according to the difference between Spirit Kernels and the materials, one can not simply choose one type of Spirit Qi condensing Inscription. Instead, one needs to correct and adjust through the combination."

The moment he said that, Cao Kun seemed to gain an indescribable aura. It was the kind that showed his mastery in the Inscriptions, where he could go straight to the heart of the matter.

To have become the Inscriptions Head Prefect, Cao Kun had to be the top students in Inscriptions studies. However, while his mastery of Inscriptions was very clear, it did not mean that he had a good character.

In actuality, Cao Kun's temper had always been petty. His personality did not allow him to forgive small slights, so he hated Wang Baole—who had beaten him up and embarrassed him in front of the Dharmic Armament faculty—to the bone.

Now, with this opportunity, he was eager to viciously strike down Wang Baole and embarrass him in front of the Chancellor.

"I don't know if Junior Brother Baole can understand what I'm saying. If you still don't understand, I don't know what else I can do. I suggest that you go to more Inscriptions classes rather than getting drunk on the Head Prefects' powers. This is not honest work! Also, don't ask such simple questions anymore and embarrass yourself here. If you still have questions, you don't need the Chancellor to answer them: I can explain them to you."

Cao Kun spoke in a haughty and overbearing manner, even with a chiding tone. When he finished speaking, he turned and paid his respects to the old physician before sitting down.

To the side, Lin Tianhao looked at Cao Kun and smiled; the other faculties' Head Prefect also looked at each other and said nothing. As for the old physician, while he knew that the Dharmic Armament faculty's Head Prefects did not get along, he could not be bothered to interfere in the students' affairs.

"Are there any more questions? If not, we will end here." As he spoke, the old physician stood and prepared to end this session's lecture.

"Chancellor, I still have a question!" Wang Baole breathed a little rapidly, his eyes shining.

If it had been any other time, Wang Baole would have retaliated in the face of Cao Kun's mocking. But today, he was absorbed in the questions of Inscriptions in his mind, and to him, Cao Kun's answer was very illuminating. Many questions he had regarding the Spirit Qi Inscriptions had been resolved in that instant.

This made Wang Baole feel that he had become even faster when doing his own calculations. So, when he heard the old physician's words, he quickly spoke to Cao Kun.

"Senior Brother Cao, in number 31,495's blank Inscription in the Inscriptions dictionary, why is it that there will be a different effect solely because of the depicted difference in time and month, and even the humidity!?"

This question had always made Wang Baole spend a lot of time on his calculations. Even though he could calculate the answer, he did not understand the principle. The Inscriptions dictionary contained tens of thousands of such useless blank Inscriptions, but they were all needed for depicting the Inscriptions.

"This…" Cao Kun was stunned for a moment. He had felt that Wang Baole's previous question was simple, but this second question had significantly increased. Since it included the blank Inscriptions, it made Cao Kun hesitate, and he finally struggled to come up with an answer after thinking for a long time.

But the moment he finished answering, Wang Baole very energetically asked a new question.

"Senior Brother Cao, in the annotations of the Inscriptions, it used to have the Observer concept in number 790,003 of the Dao inscriptions. I have some doubts with this…"

"Senior Brother Cao, in between Inscriptions number 900,000 to 910,000, the Steam runic inscription was added repeatedly. I don't understand this point; could Senior Brother Cao please explain…"

"Senior Brother Cao, there is also Spirit Borrowing…"

Just like that, his questions came one after the other, each more difficult than the last. Cao Kun's forehead dripped with sweat, his whole body becoming damp, and he cursed Wang Baole under his breath.

He felt that Wang Baole had to be doing it on purpose. However, he had previously volunteered, so it was hard to extricate himself now. He could not help but feel his chest rise and fall erratically; he was too frantic. The feeling of not being able to answer as the Inscriptions Head Prefect drove him crazy. Furthermore, whenever he heard the three words 'Senior Brother Cao', he could not help but shiver all over. When he looked at Wang Baole, he saw red.

Lin Tianhao's brow gradually wrinkled; there were many questions that he could not answer himself. As for the surrounding Head Prefects, each of them was astonished. When they saw Cao Kun repeatedly wipe his sweat away, they were even more astonished.

Even the Chancellor looked at Wang Baole with a thoughtful gaze. Seeing that Cao Kun was running out of words, he smiled and took the question, opening his mouth blandly.

"Wang Baole, in your last question about Spirit Borrowing, you have some misconceptions. The real Spirit Borrowing is about borrowing the Spirit Qi from the heaven and earth, even more so about borrowing from the Spirit Qi of other Dharmic artifacts or everything on earth—the mountains, rivers, and even living creatures. You can borrow from all of this!"

The moment he heard that, Wang Baole suddenly felt a boom in his brain, and it was as though he had been filled with wisdom. In that instant, all his mental blocks about many Inscriptions had been removed, and all his thoughts were clear.

"Thank you very much for your guidance, Chancellor. I do have one more question…"

In his excitement, Wang Baole turned to start his barrage of questions on the Chancellor. In the beginning, the Chancellor answered the questions smoothly, but gradually, his forehead began to sweat, too.

As for Cao Kun, he was secretly amazed. It was a lucky thing that the Chancellor had taken over Wang Baole's questions, or else he would have been in such an awkward situation and embarrassed himself. After all, he had not even heard of many of the questions Wang Baole asked later on.

The questions Wang Baole raised went from shallow to deep, and they were becoming more and more difficult. This was because the Inscriptions that he had mastered were via systemic deduction, which was different from everyone else. At a certain level, Wang Baole also did not really understand how many of the Inscriptions he had mastered in these twenty or so days.

But following his relentless deductions and calculations, he slowly realized that what caused his mental blocks was the fact that he lacked some basic knowledge of Inscriptions. He also got his around the areas that other people had trouble comprehending through the systemic calculations.

With this chance today—first Cao Kun and then the Chancellor—it was as though Wang Baole's head was a robot that had received motor oil, moving faster and faster. As he resolved each of his mental blocks, his systemic deduction speed increased exponentially.

"Thank you very much, Chancellor. I still have a question. You said, just now, that Inscriptions will intersect each other. But I realized that to obtain the Speed Inscription, I can use the Wind Inscription or the movement Inscription. There are many ways. What can I do to overlap and make the effect better?"

When Wang Baole asked this question, the Chancellor could not help but wipe the sweat on his forehead. When he looked at Wang Baole, his gaze carried a shred of impatience.

He laughed bitterly in his heart, feeling that the pressure was too much. However, faced with a students' questions, he could not ignore him. It was just that… Wang Baole's questions were getting more and more difficult, and this current question already exceeded the Chancellor's capacity. As such, he quickly took out his voice transmission ring and called Goatee and the others from the Dharmic Armament faculty.

While Goatee and the others were heading over there, the scene stunned all the surrounding Head Prefects. Even though this was the Chancellor's lecture hall, they could not help but start debating.

"This Wang Baole, why does he have so many questions?"

"He even stumped the Chancellor. Is he actually the Spirit Stones Head Prefect or the Inscriptions Head Prefect?"

Under the murmured debate of the surrounding people, Cao Kun also felt immense pressure and had a strange feeling of danger.

Not long later, when Goatee and the other Dharmic Armament faculty teachers arrived, they all had strange expressions as they looked at Wang Baole. They had heard about the incident along the way, and now they all sat down and started answering the questions.

Upon seeing his rescuers appear, the Chancellor released a breath and regained his previously calm demeanor, looking at the audience with a smile. But soon… as Wang Baole's continuous questions grew exponentially more difficult, even Goatee and the others needed a prolonged discussion among themselves before they could give an answer.

After all, even after memorizing the million Inscriptions, matching them with each other increased the difficulty a hundred times over. Thus, there was no one who could say that they had mastered all the variables brought about during the combination.

However, Wang Baole's system could directly eliminate memorization. This meant that all of the million Inscriptions and the hundred-fold difficulty were within his grasp. As such, his questions could skip the number of Inscriptions and reach the essence immediately.

At the end, when they finally discussed and told Wang Baole the answer, Wang Baole was so agitated that he slapped his thigh.

"I understand. So, it's like that. Thank you, Chancellor! Thank you, Dean! Thank you, teachers!

"I still have another question…

"To make a Dharmic artifact that triggers the wind blade, I require both a cold and a heat Inscription to form a loop. Depicted on different Spirit Stones, these two Inscriptions need a large number of basic Inscriptions to make. As there are many similarities, how can I eliminate the Inscriptions to make a picture on a Spirit Stone for reciprocal use?" Wang Baole's eyes glimmered. He had long forgotten that he was in the Chancellor's lecture hall. As he saw it, this was for his own understanding, to raise his calculation speed to the heavens!

When he asked this question, everyone—who had already been under immense pressure—inhaled, eyes wide, mind blown. This was especially so for the Inscriptions teachers, who could not help but cry out.

"This is higher-level Inscriptions knowledge taught at the Dharmic Armament Pavilion on Upper Academy Island. You… you're already researching this now?"

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Chapter 46: Cultivators

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Following the astonished cry from the Inscriptions teachers, all the surrounding Head Prefects gasped. Their minds were in turmoil, and they looked at Wang Baole fiercely.

"Upper Academy Island's knowledge?"

"How can this be, unless someone taught him? But that isn't right, unless… He deduced the high-level Upper Academy Island classes through the Lower Academy Island basic course!"

"Heavens, who… who is this guy!"

To become a faculty's Head Prefect, these people could be said to be top students and were aliens in other students' eyes. But today, in the eyes of this group of aliens, Wang Baole… was the true alien!

Lin Tianhao's mind was also buzzing, and the most nervous person among the crowd at this moment was Cao Kun. His stress was huge, more than anyone else, including the Chancellor and Dean.

He was the Inscriptions Head Prefect, but with the questions that Wang Baole asked, his mastery of Inscriptions seemed to be even clearer than his own. This made his heart beat faster, and a strong feeling of unease made his vision go black.

No way, I can't scare myself. This Wang Baole only just became Spirit Stones' Head Prefect a few months ago. His knowledge of Inscriptions cannot be as profound as mine—he can't touch my position, definitely can't touch it! Cao Kun's eyes were red. Even though he kept reassuring himself, his heart could not help but tremble.

At the same time, Wang Baole ignored the discussion around him. He placed all his attention on seeking knowledge. The question that he had raised just now was one of many questions that the mask had raised.

This question was Wang Baole's Gordian Knot. He always needed a long time to figure out this question, and every time he finished, the answer was different. As such, whenever he saw a similar question, he would be struck by lightning.

Now, he really wanted to know the teachers' answer. He wanted to use this answer to summarize his lessons and to ensure that he would no longer make errors on these types of questions.

However, this question involved a high-level Inscriptions knowledge. It was such that the teachers of the Lower Academy Island had difficulty giving a clear answer quickly. Now—including the Chancellor—they all continued to discuss, a group of old men in a heated debate.

The Chancellor was suffering, and Goatee was also at his wits' end. While all these teachers seemed to be in discussion, they were actually laughing bitterly in their hearts. What was this? This feeling of not being able to back down made them go crazy. The worst thing was that they still could not leave.

The moment they left, it would signify that they could not answer a student's question. That would be too shameful.

So, each of them squeezed their brain juices, and after a long time, they finally gave Wang Baole his answer. The moment Wang Baole heard the answer, he was so agitated that he wanted to hit his own chest. His face glowed red, and full of vigor, he started to ask again.

Just like that, time passed, and very soon, it was night.

The Chancellor, Dean, and teachers saw that the difficulty of Wang Baole's questions were becoming more and more alarming—almost every question now involved high-level Inscriptions study. In the latter few questions, it had already surpassed high-level Inscriptions study and even involved Inscriptions disintegration. This belonged to the apex of Inscriptions theory in the Federation. This was unsustainable.

They all glared at the Chancellor resentful. Faced with everyone's gaze, the Chancellor was also struggling. He did not expect that one simple lecture and one simple query of whether anyone had any questions… could create such a strange incident.

He thought of himself, the Chancellor, being baffled by a student. Gritting his teeth, the Chancellor took out his voice transmission ring and sent a voice transmission to his senior brother from the Upper Academy Island's Dharmic Armament Pavilion.

Ethereal Dao College was split into the Lower Academy Island and Upper Academy Island. Getting into the Upper Academy Island meant a monumental rise. One was no longer a normal human but a cultivator.

The counterpart of Lower Academy Island's Dharmic Armament faculty was Upper Academy Island's Dharmic Armament Pavilion. In this Dharmic Armament Pavilion, the elder's position surpassed everyone else, and only a Dharmic Armament master could take on the position.

When he received the voice transmission from his junior brother, the elder master—who had been sitting cross-legged in Upper Academy Island's Dharmic Armament Pavilion—could not help but be intrigued. Looking at the question his junior brother sent to him through the voice transmission ring, this master's gaze revealed his curiosity.

"Interesting." He laughed and stood up to walk out. In that instant, there was a fog that turned into a flying sword under his feet, and he rose up directly from Upper Academy Island.

His speed was so swift that he turned into a rainbow. As though he had torn through space, he appeared atop Lower Academy Island's Chancellor Peak!

The moment he approached, an astonishingly strong coercive aura emanated with a loud boom. This caused all the birds and beasts on Chancellor Peak to tremble, and even the students from all the other faculties were struck dumb with amazement in their hearts.

This kind of coercive aura was even clearer to the people on Chancellor Peak. Following the appearance of the elder, it caused all the Head Prefects in the lecture hall to cry out in alarm. Each of them jumped to their feet and looked; Wang Baole, too, quickly looked and saw the elder arriving through the sky.

This elder had an ethereal air, and he wore a long white robe. His face was a healthy pink, his gaze was blazing, as though it held lightning, and his feet stood on a flying sword.

This scene made Wang Baole suck in a sharp breath, and all the surrounding people started breathing faster.

"A cultivator!!" Zheng Liang and the others by his side murmured in amazement.

Most of the Head Prefects became excited. Although it was currently the Spirit Inception Era and everyone cultivated, most were in the Ancient Martial realm. Only those who had exceeded the Ancient Martial realm, achieved true breath, and became part of the True Breath realm could be considered cultivators.

It was obvious that this elder's cultivation level was even higher than True Breath. Just his arrival could release a coercive aura, causing everyone's hearts and spirits to tremble. It was as though one look from him could make everyone lose their spirit and their mind.

Especially as… the radiant sword beneath the elder's feet could distort the nothingness around him. One could imagine that once the flying sword was put to good use, it would cause shocks everywhere.

"That must be a numinous treasure, even possibly a Dharmic Armament!" Cao Kun's breathing was frantic, and he was speechless from astonishment.

Among the stunned crowd, the Chancellor stood and—along with the Dean and teachers—walked out to welcome the elder.

"Greetings, Senior Brother!" The Chancellor politely cupped his fists in greeting.

The elder laughed loudly, and as he walked, the flying sword beneath his feet disappeared and spiraled around his head. From afar, it was breathtaking. The elder walked forwards a few steps and supported the Chancellor's arm.

"You don't have to do this, Junior Brother. Seriously, your personality is just too stubborn. Forget it, forget it." Evidently, the elder and the Chancellor had some history. The elder shook his head and said only a few words; then he walked into the lecture hall with the Chancellor and sat at the front.

As for the Dean and the others, all of them were filled with respect. With admiration in their eyes, they waited on either side of the elder.

"This session has many good young saplings 1 ." After taking a seat, the elder laughed, his gaze sweeping over all the Head Prefects. For each person whom his gaze landed on, they immediately perked up and raised their heads proudly.

Wang Baole also quickly puffed out his chest. His look toward the elder showed a fierce envy. He envied the elder's Dharmic artifacts as well as his expert cultivation level and position. All of that was what he had been chasing and what all the Head Prefects aimed for.

"Not bad, all of you are very alert." The elder laughed; the Chancellor was pleased with himself. After exchanging a few words, the Chancellor raised Wang Baole's question.

The elder stroked his beard. His gaze could not help but land on Wang Baole, showing his appreciation.

"Indeed, it involves a high-level of Inscriptions study. This study is too complicated. When you reach Upper Academy Island, you will naturally learn, but I will tell you the main point. One word… Simplification!

"Eliminate those unnecessary Inscriptions. The Inscriptions left are the more basic and cannot be left out. Many processes in this cannot be taught but must be self-created. Currently, after simplifying the cold and hot Inscriptions, in total, 97 types of Inscriptions are required. Reducing the least number of Inscriptions is what numerous teachers of the Federation have spent most of their effort on these few years.

"I hope, one day, you can simplify this to 96, 95, or even less!" The elder's voice was resonant. When he finished speaking, Wang Baole's heart trembled. Although his own doubts had not been resolved, the word 'simplification' gave him a direction. Following this direction, Wang Baole knew that he could become even faster at systemic calculations. In his agitation, he inhaled and cupped his fist to show his respect.

"Thank you very much, Senior!"

All the other Head Prefects looked at Wang Baole enviously. In this instant, they all knew that the elder had arrived only because of Wang Baole's question!

At this point, Cao Kun's mind and heart trembled. He was no longer envious but jealous to the maximum degree and even terrified. Once again, he felt that his own position as the Inscriptions Head Prefect seemed to be… very precarious!

"Wang Baole, if you have other questions, you may ask." The Chancellor finally released a true sigh of relief and spoke with a smile.

"Say it, if you have other questions." The elder smiled, too, and looked at Wang Baole.

Wang Baole knew that the opportunity was hard to come by, and so, cupping his fist again, he quickly asked all the questions in his brain.

"The way of condensation, which involves fifty thousand Inscriptions, how do I recognize it?"

"Coagulation, such as coagulating spirits, you can recognize it by perceiving it!"

"I observed a million Inscriptions kept in countless blank Inscriptions. These Inscriptions seem all-powerful but do not fit with other Inscriptions… as though… they are very special!"

"Indeed, they are all-powerful. The disintegration of these countless blank Inscriptions—of which there are actually only thirteen—creates countless numbers. Indeed, they are special because these thirteen Dao inscriptions did not come from the cosmic large sword but from the thirteen peak masters in the Federation who each created one Dao!"

His questions had been difficult for Goatee and the others, but for this elder master, they were easy. He did not even have to think before answering.

Even his answers had a majestic air. Not only did all the listeners feel their hearts tremble, Wang Baole even saw the light. With these questions and answers, time passed, and everyone seemed to have turned to stone.

The awkward thing was that in this lecture hall, everyone else seemed to have turned into ornaments. Only Wang Baole and this elder's question and answer session was the focus of attention.

Throughout the session, Wang Baole's mental systemic calculations became faster and faster until it seemed like he could see the answer immediately once the question appearance.

This, to him, was created by chance!

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Chapter 47: You Must Be the Inscriptions Head Prefect

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When the sky became bright, no one in the lecture hall paid it any notice. Wang Baole and the elder's conversation had shaken everyone's heart.

In the end, Wang Baole stood, his gaze filled with deep gratitude, and bowed deeply to the elder.

"Thank you very much, Senior! I have no more questions!"

When this elder—who came from Upper Academy Island's Dharmic Armament Pavilion—looked at Wang Baole, his appreciation grew even more than before. From Wang Baole's questions, he could already tell that Wang Baole had a profound understanding of Inscriptions.

This kind of understanding could not have been achieved by memorizing many Inscriptions. He knew that it required a stunning talent. As wished to nurture such talent, he could not help but open his mouth to continue their discussion.

"Young friend, you have already asked me almost a hundred questions. This old man also wants to ask you some. If you can answer to my satisfaction, I will gift you a Dharmic artifact. Are you willing to try?"

As the elder spoke, his right hand raised, showing a jade green bracelet. The bracelet was emerald green all over, like a jewel. It gave off a cold Qi, causing the temperature in the lecture hall to drop significantly.

All the Head Prefects stared at the elder's bracelet with wide eyes. Although they could not quite tell the grade of the object, they understood that since it was from the elder's hand, it was definitely not common.

"Wang Baole, this is a top level second-grade Dharmic artifact, a storage bracelet! It has a certain protective property. You must answer well, kid." The Chancellor looked over and smiled while speaking.

The moment he spoke, the surrounding Head Prefects exclaimed. There was even a large number of them whose hearts were in turmoil, and they could not help but be speechless.

"A storage Dharmic artifact! Heavens!"

"That's a… storage Dharmic artifact!"

"Storage Dharmic artifacts are all of great value. You can't buy one at the market. Only people who have reached the True Breath realm will have a chance to have one!"

Cao Kun was so jealous that his eyes were going to explode; he inhaled, his mind buzzing. Wang Baole was also frantic. He knew the value of a storage Dharmic artifact and understood the difficulty in constructing one. Furthermore, the bracelet even had a certain protective property to it.

It could be said that this object's value was even more precious than a regular storage Dharmic artifact.

All of this agitated Wang Baole. He took a deep breath and spoke loudly.

"Senior, please ask your questions!"

The elder laughed, stroked his beard, and slowly spoke.

"Kid, listen well. If we want to get the water Inscription, we need will need to match many types of Inscriptions. But there is water vapor in the air. Can we use this point, using the three states of water, to carve the Dharmic artifact Inscription better and show a better effect? What Inscriptions can we use to match?"

The moment the elder spoke, Cao Kun's hands started to sweat. He found that even though he was the Inscriptions Head Prefect and could understand the question… upon thinking properly, he did not understand the overall meaning. So, he quickly looked at Wang Baole.

Even Goatee and the other teachers of the Dharmic Armament faculty started to think. The Chancellor, who stood to the side, narrowed his eyes when he heard the question. They way he saw it, if Wang Baole's questions involved high-level Inscriptions study, the question raised by his own senior brother was completely on high-level Inscriptions study content.

Wang Baole's eyes widened, and his brain immediately used the mask's formula to dissect the elder's question and place it in his formula. It was a shame that this problem was too difficult, and he could not calculate the answer through his systemic deduction in one go. As such, his brain worked swiftly, and in this short period of thinking time, he used the formula to calculate more than ten times.

As he calculated, he looked at the bracelet in the Dharmic Armament Pavilion elder's hand. In it, he found the crux of his answer, but he could not explain it as he had arrived at his answer through his system. This was different from the so-called high-level Inscriptions study. Wang Baole thought for a moment, took out a Spirit Stone, and actually started carving Inscriptions on the spot. This action drew everyone's attention.

As for the Dharmic Armament Pavilion elder, his expression was the same, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Under everyone's watchful gaze, Wang Baole carved at full speed sometimes and paused at other times. He was constantly working out and calculating the formula in his brain, and after more than a hundred derivations, he finally carved the last stroke!

The Spirit Stone violently flickered, and with a cracking sound, it broke into pieces and became dust. The surrounding people blinked. Cao Kun felt relieved, and the corner of mouth curled into a sneer.

But just as he started to sneer, Wang Baole took a few steps back, ignoring the flying dust of the broken Spirit Stone, and cupped his fists to pay his respects to the Dharmic Armament Pavilion elder.

"Good, good, good!" The Dharmic Armament Pavilion elder laughed loudly and stood up. He waved his right hand, and the storage bracelet flew toward Wang Baole.

After receiving it, Wang Baole was incredibly grateful and quickly thanked the elder loudly.

"Thank you very much for the treasure, Senior!"

The Chancellor's eyes also showed his admiration as he looked deeply at Wang Baole. Goatee and the other teachers, too, had a rich appreciation in their eyes.

This was too strange, and the surrounding Head Prefects did not really understand. Cao Kun's eyes grew wider. Even though he looked properly, he still could not make heads or tails of it. He did not know why the Chancellor and the others were so appreciative.

Only Lin Tianhao's expression changed dramatically in that instant. His breathing became rough, and his heart shook, creating a storm within him.

Just as these Head Prefects were in confusion, the dust of the Spirit Stone in front of Wang Baole turned into a small cloud. Rain fell in the space before the crowd, and a gust of cold wind from the Dharmic Armament Pavilion Elder's bracelet followed, causing the droplets of rain to turn into ice after falling, landing on the ground.

Seeing everyone at a loss, the Chancellor began to explain wistfully. "The difficulty of this question is not in the selection or engraving of the Inscriptions; what's difficult is the simplification. And the even harder aspects… require Spirit Borrowing. By using the Frost Qi of the bracelet, it perfectly demonstrates the three states of water!"

This scene made everyone gasp, completely struck dumb with amazement. All of them looked at Wang Baole as though he was a god, and Cao Kun seemed even more dumbstruck.

At this moment, the Dharmic Armament Pavilion elder smiled as he began to leave. When he passed by Wang Baole, he patted his shoulder and smiled at the Chancellor by his side.

"This rascal is your Dharmic Armament faculty's Inscriptions Head Prefect, isn't he? Very good, well done!"

After hearing that, Cao Kun shivered, and his expression became even worse. The Chancellor smiled and said nothing; Goatee and the others had strange expressions. At this instant, Wang Baole—who had recovered from calculating the answer—thought of Cao Kun's previous taunting and showed a humble expression on his face while murmuring to the Dharmic Armament Pavilion elder, "Senior, that… I'm not the Inscriptions Head Prefect—he is."

Saying that, Wang Baole purposefully pointed at the crying Cao Kun.

Cao Kun's heart burned with hatred, but he was under the attention of everyone, so he could not show it. Instead, he forced a smile and cupped his fist in greeting. However, he had not even finished paying his respects when the Dharmic Armament Pavilion elder turned away and looked at Wang Baole curiously.

"Then, you must be the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect!"

Lin Tianhao's expression changed drastically. Wang Baole gave a blushing smile, and ignoring the color on Lin Tianhao's face, he raised his finger and pointed straight at him.

"He is the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect. Senior, I'm the Spirit Stones Head Prefect."

The Dharmic Armament Pavilion elder had a strange look on his face when he heard that, apparently finding it quite unbelievable. He shook his head, and after some thought, he took out a jade slip and handed it to Wang Baole.

"This jade slip records part of Materials Study, which comes after Spirit Kernel. You can get familiar with it, feel your way around by yourself." After gifting the jade slip, the Dharmic Armament Pavilion Elder and the Chancellor left together.

Very soon, the Chancellor returned. He gave everyone a few words of encouragement, asked Wang Baole about his studies, then announced that the lecture had ended.

Goatee and the others also started to leave; however, before each of them left, they would stare at Wang Baole. This was especially so for Goatee, who looked at Wang Baole with a large smile. He felt that his initial judgement in specially recruiting Wang Baole was correct.

After encouraging Wang Baole with a few words, he left with the other Dharmic Armament faculty teachers.

After all the teachers left, the other Head Prefects immediately came up to Wang Baole to interact with good intentions. They laughed and talked with each other as they walked down Chancellor Peak, and they only separated after reaching the base.

Only Cao Kun and Lin Tianhao had dark expressions and constantly glared at Wang Baole's back. If looks could kill, Cao Kun would have stabbed Wang Baole millions upon millions of times.

"Cao Kun, you need to work harder when you get back. I'm worried that this fatty might come for your Inscriptions Head Prefect position next!" Lin Tianhao was troubled. He knew that reminders were useless, but he still sighed and reminded Cao Kun.

Cao Kun was stunned. Previously, he had felt something ominous, and now he was even more panicked. His face turned white. He quickly ran back to the cave abode with his eyes red and started studying like crazy.

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Chapter 48: Inscriptions Test

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At the thought of his rapid improvement in Inscriptions and Cao Kun's aggrieved expression, the smug Wang Baole felt good, especially upon seeing the jade green bracelet on his wrist again.

A storage Dharmic artifact! Wang Baole was thrilled. He could not bear to part with the bracelet, and it was obvious that this object was too precious and special to these students. After all, it represented the Federation's step into the Spirit Inception Era to a certain degree. To normal people, it was one of the most well-known objects that belonged to a cultivator.

Now, on the way back to the Dharmic Armament faculty cave abode, Wang Baole could not resist the urge to try putting his personal items into the storage bracelet. It was simple to use this Dharmic artifact; in the Federation, as long as a person had cultivated the Qi Fostering Art, they could use it.

He only needed to inject Spirit Qi to instantly sense that the bracelet had about twenty square feet of space, and he could put in and take out items as he wished. After trying, Wang Baole was exhilarated.

Along the way back, he kept putting in items and taking them out. He even learned the gesture of the Chancellor and the others. Raising his right hand and flicking, a bag of snacks appeared in his hand. When he flicked again, the snacks disappeared.

All this caused Wang Baole to laugh out involuntarily. Caught in this wonderful feeling, he swiftly returned to the cave abode and took out the jade slip that the Dharmic Armament Pavilion Elder had given him.

The so-called Material Study described the ingredients to augment and amplify Spirit Kernels. There were also simple methods to meld the ingredients. After a long time, Wang Baole—who had gained some insight—put down the jade slip and entered the hallucination realm to continue his systemic deduction.

Following the explanations from the Chancellor at the lecture, Wang Baole had swiftly filled up his own basic knowledge. Through drawing reason by analogy, he had a deep understanding of the Inscriptions system, and when he started to calculate again, he realized that his deduction speed was even faster than before.

After three days, Wang Baole was delighted to discover that the number of times that he had been struck by lightning could be counted on his fingers. Now, whenever the mask posed a question, he could immediately give the answer.

Even though the number of Inscriptions he remembered was only a few hundred thousand, with the system, he could deduce all the Inscriptions he needed. On a certain level, to say that he had already memorized all of the million Inscriptions was not an exaggeration.

Most importantly, his understanding of these Inscriptions was deeper because of his formulaic deduction.

Feeling that he was very formidable, Wang Baole could no longer resist. He did not want Liu Daobin and the others to continue suffering. Furthermore, he did not want Zhang Lan and the other three to continue their arrogance. So, in the early morning of the fourth day, he brought his determination and resolve and went directly to the Inscriptions Hall.

When he reached the Inscriptions Hall, they were in the middle of a lesson. The Inscriptions study teacher was at the lectern, looking at the students with a stern face, explaining the Inscriptions.

The moment Wang Baole saw the teacher, he immediately clasped his fist in greeting. His arrival attracted the attention of all the students, and even the teacher looked over. If it had been any other person interrupting the class, the teacher would have scolded them, but after seeing Wang Baole and being one of the teachers who had participated in the Chancellor's lecture, his face showed a genial smile.

"Oh, it's Wang Baole. Today, we're talking about basic Inscriptions. If you're interested, you can also listen." The appreciation in the teacher's gaze was evident. His warm tone toward Wang Baole was a big contrast to his previous stern attitude toward all the other students.

This made all the surrounding students astonished. What was with the sudden change? Even if Wang Baole was the Spirit Stones Head Prefect, this was the Inscriptions Hall.

"I'm sorry, Teacher. That… I want to open the blue wall test to see how much I have mastered in my studies. If that's not acceptable, I can wait till you finish class and come again." Wang Baole scratched his head. He had been too hasty and did not consider that there might have been classes.

When the teacher heard this, his eyes shone in that moment, and he laughed loudly.

"There's no need to wait for the end of class, Baole. You may take the test. I will watch over you and witness the appearance of the new Head Prefect of the Inscriptions Hall!" Not only did the Inscriptions teacher not get angry, he was even enthusiastic. In actuality, he also wanted to know just how many Inscriptions Wang Baole had mastered. According to his judgment, it had to be around 600,000 Inscriptions.

The surrounding students heard the conversation between Wang Baole and the teacher. When it came to the three words 'New Head Prefect', all of their eyes grew wide, and their hearts were in turmoil. Their brains roared as though they had seen a ghost, and they looked at Wang Baole in shock.

"Heavens, Wang Baole is really going to… take on the challenge of being Inscriptions Head Prefect?"

"How can this be? He only just became the Spirit Stones Head Prefect a few months back… so why is our teacher so confident?"

"If he succeeds, he will be the Spirit Stones Head Prefect and the Inscriptions Head Prefect!"

While all the people in this classroom looked like they had seen ghosts, Wang Baole inhaled deeply. After bowing to the teacher, he walked into the classroom and stood in front of the blue wall. He raised his hand and placed it on top. The blue wall test opened.

In an instant, the blue wall emitted a blue light and trapped Wang Baole within. Wang Baole sat cross-legged. His test had officially begun!

The test for Inscriptions was different from Spirit Stones study. It was not about testing their skill in carving but condensing illusions, to prove that the student had a certain proficiency in Inscriptions. Under the scrutiny of the students and teacher, Wang Baole sat down. In an instant, pictures that other people could not see appeared before his eyes.

In those pictures, there were countless Inscriptions that required Wang Baole to differentiate, and simultaneously follow a set sequence to complete the ranking.

While it was like this, the difficulty was not too high. However, in truth, more complicated Inscriptions questions could appear at any moment during the process, such as fill in the blank questions or multiple-choice questions. Other questions needed to be annotated or required the student to draw the Inscriptions.

These questions appeared at random times. The moment the candidate answered the question incorrectly, the test would end. Furthermore, the test had a strict time limit, and the moment the candidate exceeded the time limit, the test would also end.

This difficulty caused the students to refer to the Inscriptions study test as the devil's trial.

Now, although everyone who was spectating the process could not see Wang Baole's answering progress, they could see Wang Baole's result constantly changing and increasing on the blue wall.

30,000, 80,000, 120,000, 200,000!

In a short five minutes, Wang Baole's number swiftly exploded. The constantly jumping numbers immediately struck all the students in the Inscriptions Hall dumb with amazement again, and some students even stood up, speechless.

"That's fast!"

"This Wang Baole… It can't be that he will become the new Head Prefect!"

The jumping of Wang Baole's number was truly terrifying. When Cao Kun was promoted, he had required one hour to raise the number to 200,000.

The cry of amazement from the Inscriptions Hall quickly spread. To the students, this incident could be said to be an incident of an unbelievable magnitude. With the news spreading, the Inscriptions College Discipline Department's inspectors also heard of it. While all of them were stunned, they also paid attention. As for those who were close to Cao Kun, they quickly informed him of the news.

"Head Prefect Cao, Wang Baole is in the Inscriptions Hall. He… he wants to challenge you!"

Cao Kun—who was buried in his studies in the cave abode and had experienced some sort of breakthrough in memorizing Inscriptions—raised his head violently when he heard the voice transmission. His stress was unprecedentedly huge, and he was frantic.

"Wang Baole!"

If it had been before the Chancellor's lecture, he would have laughed mockingly if he had heard of this situation. But today, his heart beat rapidly, and a strong sense of unease caused his breathing to become erratic. He charged out of the cave abode fiercely and ran straight toward the Inscriptions Hall.

When he arrived, people already filled the interior and exterior of the classroom. It was clear that Wang Baole's opening of the Inscriptions blue wall had attracted the attention of everyone in the Dharmic Armament faculty, and they had all arrived en masse.

It was possible to even hear the shocked cries coming from inside the lecture hall.

"It's already 230,000. Heavens!"

"Way too fast, 250,000!"

"How proficient is this Wang Baole in Inscriptions that he can be so fast? Don't tell me that, to him, these 200,000 or so Inscriptions are already something he can easily answer in an instant!"

After spotting Cao Kun's silhouette, the crowd's expressions changed too many times to count, especially upon noticing Cao Kun's red eyes and his obviously mad expression. The crowd quickly created a path to allow Cao Kun to rush into the hall. As he entered, he did not have the energy to care about the confused stares from the students and looked directly at Wang Baole.

When he looked, he saw that Wang Baole's number on the blue wall had reached 280,000. Cao Kun felt as though a bomb had gone off in his brain, his vision turned black and he staggered, breathing with some difficulty. His face turned white in that instant, and the veins on his forehead stood up as he moaned.

"Wang Baole, you want to surpass me, impossible. I will also… apply for the test!"

Cao Kun stepped forward fiercely and placed his right hand directly on the blue wall. The Head Prefect test had the light from the blue wall as protection so that no one could disrupt the student, but that did not mean that only one person could take the test at a time.

Now, Cao Kun and Wang Baole were competing directly against each other. In the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect Pavilion, Lin Tianhao, stood suddenly and threw his teacup viciously onto the ground, gritting his teeth.

"Wang Baole, you want to fight with me. You peasant-born cooked entrails, how dare you oppose me!"

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Chapter 49: He Does Not Seem Like a Bad Guy

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The disturbance in the Dharmic Armament faculty Inscriptions Hall was too huge, especially once Cao Kun entered the test. The clash between the two of them attracted even more attention, and even the other teachers of the Dharmic Armament faculty went to watch.

After all, Wang Baole already had a number of legends to his name. If he could really become the Inscriptions Head Prefect, he would be the second double Head Prefect in the history of the Dharmic Armament faculty.

Even though the teacher had secretly judged after the incident at the Chancellor's lecture that Wang Baole would not have much difficulty becoming the Inscriptions Head Prefect, Cao Kun still had some attainments and talent in Inscriptions. As many people saw it, the victor in the clash between the two was hard to determine.

As for Goatee, after hearing of the incident, he smiled.

"This is interesting." Goatee thought for a moment. Even if Wang Baole did lose, it was fine. However, seeing as Goatee had brought him over, if Wang Baole won and became a double Head Prefect, his excellence would have to be rewarded. It did not matter that Goatee did not express it when Wang Baole became the Spirit Stones Head Prefect, but if he also became the Inscriptions Head Prefect, a reward would be necessary.

In the hall, under everyone's gaze, Cao Kun gritted his teeth and began the test. Previously, his Inscriptions attainment was 400,000. Recently, because of the immense pressure, he had put his all into memorizing, making some improvements. It seemed possible for him to attain 450,000. With his eyes red, he quickly caught up.

Very quickly, an alarming cry exploded from inside the hall. This cry rapidly spread in all directions.

"No wonder Cao Kun is a Head Prefect. In such a short time, he has managed to attain 100,000! You see, his numbers are rising so quickly!"

"Wang Baole is even better! He is already at 300,000!"

The commotion in the hall grew louder. If it had been any other time, the students would not have dared make so much noise with a teacher around. However, what they saw was so astonishing that even the Inscriptions hall teacher could understand their feelings. He laughed, and rather than stifling them, he looked at Wang Baole with admiration, anticipating more.

As for Cao Kun, he was going crazy. His full attention was focused on the Inscriptions test, and he was putting in all his effort to catch up. Gradually, his numbers increased to 200,000. But at this time, everyone cried out in surprise, as if something unprecedented had shaken them.

"Wang Baole… 400,000!"

"And it's still increasing to 430,000! He's exceeded Cao Kun's previous result. He is now the Head Prefect!"

"Heavens, 430,000 is still not the limit. You see, it's already 470,000!"

The great commotion caused by the shocked cries became louder and louder. Wang Baole's number had not paused since he started, and it was still soaring. Very soon, it was 490,000 and then 500,000!

This scene had also been posted on the Spirit Intranet. Forum threads about Wang Baole once again became the focus of everyone in the Dao College.

"Why is it him again…"

"Why is it still him…"

All the students from the other faculties on the Spirit Intranet sighed. It was true that in that academic year, Wang Baole's name had flooded their screens so many times that everyone felt tired already.

But soon, when some people found the results of all the previous Dharmic Armament faculty Inscriptions Head Prefects, this tiredness disappeared and was replaced by shock and awe.

In the Spirit Inception Era, there had been 19 Inscriptions Head Prefects of the Dharmic Armament faculty. Among these people, the lowest number had only 300,000 or so Inscriptions, but the highest number… had reached 930,000!

The one who had the most… was currently the Grand Elder of Upper Academy Island's Dharmic Armament Pavilion, above the regular elders in Ethereal Dao College. Even more so, he was one of the high-flyers of Ethereal Dao College. Currently, he was famous even in the Federation and was hailed as one of the top ten Dharmic Armament teachers, Duan Muqi!

Other than holding the highest score among all the Inscriptions Head Prefects, this Duan Muqi was the only person in the history of the Dharmic Armament faculty to have been the Head Prefect of both Inscriptions and Spirit Kernel!

The only pity was that Duan Muqi was relatively weak in Spirit Stones, so he did not become the as yet to appear… triple Head Prefect!

And now… even though the Head Prefect bell had not reverberated because Wang Baole's test had not ended, he was already the Inscriptions Head Prefect. Wang Baole was already… the second double Head Prefect in the Dharmic Armament faculty's history!

As the news spread, this allowed many different opinions to explode throughout the Dao College. Especially as… in the Inscriptions hall, Wang Baole's number was still rising, from the previous 500,000 to 600,000!

"Exactly how many Inscriptions has Wang Baole mastered!"

"It's already 670,000. This is beyond human!"

"700,000!"

At that moment, no one was paying any attention to Cao Kun, who was still taking the test. His numbers had stalled at 460,000, and after increasing slowly, his body shook, and his test ended. When he raised his head, he was originally confident because of the increase in his result, but upon seeing Wang Baole's number, he immediately broke down, staring with wide eyes.

"700… 700,000… This… Impossible…" Cao Kun stood fiercely and took a few steps back. His whole body started shaking, and his expression was one of disbelief. His vision started to dim.

This blow had extinguished everything for him. This was no longer competing; this was a complete annihilation!

He could not believe that Wang Baole's Inscriptions number had exceeded his by so much. As he saw it, it was completely impossible.

But the numbers were jumping constantly before his eyes. It was like numerous sharp swords piercing his heart, causing Cao Kun to lose all strength and lean against the wall, his mind blank. He could not accept the reality that someone had surpassed him, and he was as petrified as a piece of wood.

However, this annihilation had not stopped. The noises from all-around kept coming, and under the gazes of hundreds of thousands, Wang Baole's number actually exploded again. It went from 700,000 to 800,000!

After this explosive surge, the speed of the numbers slowly decreased. They could see Wang Baole sitting cross-legged, his body shaking, the veins on his head bulging. To have reached such a standard, even Wang Baole felt immense pressure.

This Inscriptions test got harder as it went on as the candidate could not make mistakes or exceed the time limit. Furthermore, they needed to rapidly answer various questions that could appear at any time.

Thus, even though Wang Baole had the systemic formula, he was still gradually unable to hold on. It was not that his deduction speed was slow, but his body's strength and his concentration could not sustain it.

This strain on his brain consumed too much. Even with such a short process, his body had obviously lost some weight. His original round face had shrunk, and upon closer inspection, with Wang Baole so haggard, he actually… had a face that many people would consider handsome!

If Wang Baole had been clear-headed at that moment and looked into a mirror, he would have been extremely moved, thinking that he was the most handsome man on earth. Unfortunately for him, he was currently absorbed in the test, and all his mental energy was dedicated to the Inscriptions. As time passed, after one hour, he finally managed—with much difficulty—to push from 800,000 Inscriptions to 900,000!

He continued, although his speed was ever decreasing. As numerous people waited inside and outside the hall, six more hours passed. Wang Baole's number had exceeded 930,000, and when it reached 940,000, his whole body shook. His physical and mental strength could not hold on, and in that instant… the test ended!

As it ended, the blue light disappeared, and the Head Prefect bell immediately sounded. In the Dharmic Armament faculty, the buzz resounded.

"Inscriptions Head Prefect!"

"Dharmic Armament faculty double Head Prefect, Wang Baole!"

The cry in the Dharmic Armament faculty shook heaven and earth. However, Wang Baole could not hear any of this. The moment the test ended, he fainted from his high energy expenditure. After the Inscriptions study teacher supported him and gave him some pills, he sent Wang Baole back to his cave abode.

After noticing that Wang Baole had fainted, the students inside and outside the hall all showed admiration in their gazes. Evidently, the current Wang Baole commanded the respect of all the students.

Following the sounds of the Head Prefect bell, Cao Kun let out a pained cry and spat out blood several times. The Head Prefect Token in his arms crumbled, and he seemed to have lost his wits, vacantly turning around and leaving.

No one noticed his departure. When the Head Prefect bell resounded in the Dharmic Armament faculty, all the inspectors in the Inscriptions and Spirit Stones College Discipline Department became all terrified. There was a significant number of people who were secretly glad that they had not been too harsh and had been passively procrastinating instead.

If not, they would have needed to worry about not being able to hold onto their position. Furthermore, there were some smart people who immediately rushed to gain Liu Daobin and the others' favor.

Liu Daobin and the others had been imprisoned, and all of them were very nervous. They did not know what was happening outside, and although they had heard the Head Prefect bell, they did not know what had happened. They could only guess. Only when the inspectors who had imprisoned reappeared and fought to gain their favor—some even taking the initiative to release them—did they learn that Wang Baole had become the Inscriptions Head Prefect.

Liu Daobin and the others were moved, and each of them smiled widely at the sky, feeling as though the clouds had parted to reveal a sunny blue sky.

While the whole Dharmic Armament faculty was talking about Wang Baole's status as double Head Prefect, in the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect Pavilion, Lin Tianhao had broken into a furious rage. He had broken all the items in the room, and his eyes glared in the direction of Wang Baole's cave abode.

He could not tolerate the days coming, where Wang Baole would have two votes and he would be suppressed by Wang Baole. Gradually, his gaze showed a yearning to kill.

At the same time, in the Combat faculty, in Lu Zihao's room, there was one more external guest. This guest was Zhou Lu's sister, Zhou Jing. She was the beautiful girl who had previously been wearing a cat mask at the club. Currently, she was excitedly giving a jade slip to Lu Zihao. She watched as Lu Zihao opened the Spirit Intranet, showing Wang Baole's picture.

"Rat, this is the information you wanted. I have been searching for a long time and secretly took some from my father. Tell me quick, is that shameless Fat Rabbit this Wang Baole?" The beautiful girl was excited, and her beautiful gaze swept across Wang Baole's picture.

This picture had been taken by the students at the exact moment that Wang Baole had been haggard from the test, with his face having slimmed down greatly. The students had then posted the picture on the Spirit Intranet.

"I feel that this Wang Baole does not seem like a fat rabbit. You see, he looks quite handsome, not like a bad guy." The beautiful girl took a few more looks, and as she looked, she felt that Wang Baole's profile seemed to have a certain charm.

"Him handsome? You must be blind!" Lu Zihao could not take it, and his eyes glared!

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Heavens, so I look this handsome when I slim down!

At dawn the next day, Wang Baole awoke in the cave abode and rubbed the aching place between his eyebrows. As he thought of how he seemed to have become Head Prefect before he fainted, he opened the Spirit Intranet to check the news.

Very quickly, he saw a picture of himself.

As he looked at his profile on the picture, Wang Baole squinted, somewhat unable to believe his eyes. His breathing had also hastened, and he could not help but stare at it for a long time. Finally, when he confirmed that it was indeed himself, he felt extremely moved.

This… is this really me? This knife-sharp jawline, high nose bridge, eyes filled with wisdom…

Wang Baole felt the corners of his eyes grow moist. Most importantly, the angle from which this photo was taken was too magical.

To have taken Wang Baole's haggard face and given it the effect of being handsome and filled with an indescribable charm shocked even Wang Baole. He quickly took out a mirror to compare. Upon seeing the round face in the mirror and then the deep handsome picture, Wang Baole grew more and more satisfied.

No wonder people say that every fatso has potential. This sentence is correct. I, Wang Baole, am the one with the most potential. Hehe. If I completely slim down one day, I will definitely be so handsome that the universe will explode!

Even those celebrities in the Federation will not be equal to me!

As he was pleased with himself, he saved the picture from the Spirit Intranet in preparation for the future when he needed to send pictures to people.

After all, only this photo suits my appearance.

Wang Baole patted his stomach and happily continued to check the Spirit Intranet. He only looked at those that were shocked at him being double Head Prefect; as for the comments that sourly mocked him, Wang Baole automatically ignored them.

After a short while, Wang Baole had mostly finished looking. Satisfied, he took out a bag of snacks to eat. His heart was pleased, and he thought about the fact that he had become the double Head Prefect. Now, no one could bully him!

Some things I can now do. But… I cannot let Lin Tianhao be too pleased with himself. Cao Kun was only an instrument in his hands. I need to continue to work hard and get rid of him!

At this point, Wang Baole placed the snacks down and was about to leave when at the same time, Liu Daobin came to visit.

In actuality, Liu Daobin had already come a few times. Every time he visited, he would stand outside the cave abode and ask to meet softly, afraid that Wang Baole was still sleeping. He felt that Wang Baole would be awake now, so he had come again.

"Liu Daobin pays his respect to the Spirit Stones and Inscriptions double Head Prefect!" The moment Liu Daobin walked in, he immediately bowed deeply, then he stood up and helped Wang Baole sweep the cave abode and serve tea.

Wang Baole sighed emotively. When he lost his influence and all his underlings were caught, he had not been treated so well. He took a sip of the tea and smiled.

"Daobin, you have suffered in this period."

"To work for the Head Prefect is not suffering! It's just that I am furious that Cao Kun actually made me say some ridiculous words to slander the Head Prefect. From the start to the end, I, Liu Daobin, have always been loyal. To slander the Head Prefect is something I would never do!" Liu Daobin clarified his stance, raised his chest, and pounded it a few times.

Wang Baole was very satisfied with Liu Daobin's attitude. After thinking for a moment, he leaned forward a little bit. Liu Daobin immediately rushed ahead and carefully placed his ear at a position suitable for Wang Baole to speak.

"I will no longer hold Head Prefect meetings. Please watch the Spirit Stones and Inscriptions College Discipline Departments' attitudes. As for Zhang Lan and the others… I don't want to see them in the Dao College anymore!" The moment Wang Baole spoke, Liu Daobin understood and was moved.

He knew that this was Wang Baole giving him authority. Even though he was not an inspector himself, he had more power than them. Furthermore, closing the Head Prefect meeting did not lack meaning; he could imagine that inspectors from the Inscriptions and Spirit Stones College Discipline Department would be trembling with fear.

"Don't worry, Head Prefect, I understand!" Liu Daobin took a deep breath and wore a solemn expression. He exchanged a few more words with Wang Baole before he left.

After he left, Wang Baole thought for a moment and activated the voice transmission ring. With those days of having his underlings taken away for questioning, he knew that he could not let Liu Daobin handle these kinds of matters. His research from high officials' autobiographies allowed him to understand one principle—matters that dealt with the drawing in of people's heart and minds to be handled by himself.

In actuality, it was also like this. Those students who had previously been captured had all become very emotional after receiving Wang Baole's greeting. They were all extremely enthusiastic, and their respect for Wang Baole had turned into worship.

All of this was because of Wang Baole's double Head Prefect status and the fact that all of them had gone through adversity together!

After resolving the matters of the College Discipline Department, Wang Baole took out the second half of the Qi Fostering Art. The reason he did not plan to have the Head Prefect meeting was because he was too lazy to see Lin Tianhao.

When I get rid of him, I will have the only say at this Dharmic Armament faculty. That would be best. Wang Baole snorted before lowering his head to study Spirit Kernels in the Qi Fostering Art.

In actuality, Inscriptions and Spirit Kernels had many similarities. However, one could only grasp these similarities if their Inscriptions mastery had reached at least 600,000.

For example, many methods to carve the Inscriptions' details were methods to differentiate Inscriptions but also to turn carvings on Spirit Stones into Spirit Kernels. As one's mastery of Inscriptions got closer to the essence, the more methods became similar.

Just as Wang Baole used a formula for deductions and calculation, this method had even more of an advantage. When he was in the Chancellor's lecture hall that day, he had used the merging of Inscriptions and Spirit Kernel study to resolve the Upper Academy Island Elder's test.

So, to the current Wang Baole, it would be too easy to take the position of Spirit Kernel Head Prefect after taking the position of Inscriptions Head Prefect.

After all, his knowledge was too deep. Regardless of Spirit Stones or Inscriptions, with the combination of both, his mastery of Spirit Kernel study would increase, hitting a level that would terrify other people.

It was also the case for Duan Muqi all those years ago. He had become the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect not two months after he had become the Inscriptions Head Prefect. Thus, the power that came with mastering Inscriptions to their limit was apparent.

In actuality, this was also the reason Lin Tianhao felt that Wang Baole was so terrifying and dreadful.

With the advantage he currently possessed, Wang Baole was prepared to accomplish everything in one fell swoop and take the position of Spirit Kernel Head Prefect too. So, he inhaled deeply and started to research.

The Spirit Kernel formulations that need memorization have too many similarities with Inscriptions. I can use my formula to resolve this; this is not difficult for me. The only part that is difficult is the familiarity that I have with carving.

In order to hone their abilities, others will require capital to practice. After all, Empty Stones are used to make Spirit Stones…

And as for me, I don't even need Empty Stones. Especially since I can make Rainbow Spirit Stones, which can hold even more Inscriptions! What I need is to be familiar with carving various Spirit Kernel Inscription formulas!

At that, Wang Baole took out a Spirit Stone and started familiarizing himself with carving Inscriptions.

This kind of carving technique allowed one to be familiar with the carving movements and also to deepen the Inscriptions. While working on both, Wang Baole once again felt his superiority. While other people needed some time to think before carving, he did not have to think at all because of his mastery of such a terrifying number of Inscriptions. Every Inscription had been imprinted deep in his mind, and he could directly draw it from memory.

As for accuracy, he was already better than other people. He could say that on the starting line, he was already infinitely closer to the end!

This scene surprised even Wang Baole himself, and slowly, his eyes started to shine.

If this continues, I think soon… I can become the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect!

As time passed, Wang Baole became immersed in his practice of Spirit Kernels. At midday on the third day, an unexpected guest arrived outside his cave abode.

It was Lu Zihao.

As he had sent a letter of visit to request a meeting, Wang Baole—who had just finished carving a flying sword Spirit Kernel—was stunned for a moment.

Why is Lu Zihao here? Don't tell me he has discovered my identity! Wang Baole was rather astonished. However, when he remembered that he was currently a double Head Prefect, he glared, took out his voice transmission ring, and explained the situation to Liu Daobin.

Even if he knows, what can he do? But it would still be better to hide it for a while.Wang Baole knew that it would not be too good to avoid meeting him.

Thus, he opened the door of his cave abode, and with a straightforward and uncertain expression, he looked at… Lu Zihao, who carried a boxing glove and seemed stiff below his robes as though he was wearing a pair of iron pants.

"You are?"

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Chapter 51: Don't Be So Mischievous

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The instant that Wang Baole nearly opened the door to the cave abode, Lu Zihao—who had been waiting at the door—immediately turned to stare at him unblinkingly. His gaze was sharp and carried a sense of scrutiny, as though he wanted to completely see through Wang Baole.

"Combat faculty's Lu Zihao is here to see the Dharmic Armament Head Prefect." He squinted his eyes, and his bearing had a hint of arrogance as he slowly spoke.

Seeing Lu Zihao's expression, Wang Baole snorted to himself. He was considering simply revealing his identity and making Lu Zihao continue to kneel and call him 'daddy'. However, just as Wang Baole was considering this, Lu Zihao spoke again.

"I came here to give the Head Prefect a reminder. You still remember Zhou Lu from the club last year? She has already graduated from White Deer Dao College and was recruited by the military, who gave her a Seven-Inch True Breath. I heard that her cultivation level has already broken past the Ancient Martial realm, becoming a cultivator of the True Breath realm!" Lu Zihao spoke quickly, all the while staring at Wang Baole in a bid to gather some clues.

Hearing this, Wang Baole blinked. His memory of that crazy woman Zhou Lu was simply too deep. To hear that she had actually joined the military and even cultivated herself to exceed the Ancient Martial realm—he was immediately on guard.

"I don't understand what you are saying." Wang Baole shook his head and turned to return to the cave abode.

"Wang Baole, you are the finger-bending mad rabbit! I tell you, when that Zhou Lu becomes a real True Breath realm cultivator, she will still remember the incident that happened that day at the club. If you dare walk back into the cave abode, I will immediately send a voice transmission to Zhou Lu and tell her of your identity. When that happens, she will definitely seek you out." Lu Zihao had a lofty expression and a crafty look in his eyes.

"It's not impossible for me to keep mum. Wang Baole, you finger-bending mad rabbit, kowtow and call me daddy!"

"You're crazy!" Hearing Lu Zihao actually speaking to him so arrogantly, Wang Baole stopped in his tracks and turned to glare at Lu Zihao. Annoyed, he snorted and continued walking toward the cave abode.

Upon seeing Wang Baole's feigning of ignorance, Lu Zihao grew angry. His cultivation powers erupted immediately, and he gave a low roar.

"Today, I, Lu Zihao, came just to expose your identity!" His cultivation powers diffused. Although Lu Zihao was still in the perfected Physical Seal realm, he had refined it more and was not far from Pulse Enrichment. As he roared, he flew toward Wang Baole, raised his right hand, and threw a punch.

"You're not done, are you?" Wang Baole grew angry, too. He felt that, as Head Prefect, he had already taken the high road by preparing to return to the cave abode. However, this hot-blooded young man was forceful and unrelenting, and now he had even made the first move.

This was intolerable to Wang Baole. He turned around and raised his right hand rapidly. Lu Zihao did not even manage to get a clear look before Wang Baole caught his wrist and pressed it downward. In that instant, the sharp pain of his joint made Lu Zihao wail in pain.

"Kneel and say 'daddy'!" Wang Baole glared.

With a thud, Lu Zihao knelt, but he did not say 'daddy'. Instead, through the throbbing pain, he looked to the sky and laughed maniacally.

"Finger-bending mad rabbit! You were fooled!

"I had three recording devices placed all around. Haha, Wang Baole, you finger-bending crotch-kicking mad rabbit, everyone on the Dao College's Spirit Intranet can see this broadcast now. Your identity has already been exposed. Wang Baole, just wait for Zhou Lu to seek you out. Wait for all the people you have harmed in Ethereal City to look for you!"

Although Lu Zihao's wrist had been twisted by Wang Baole, his laughter echoed everywhere, his excitement surging.

"Now, finger-bending mad rabbit, let go of my hand and kneel. Call me 'daddy'!" Lu Zihao was unbearably smug. In his imagination, Wang Baole's expression must have changed to panic.

However, Lu Zihao soon discovered that Wang Baole was not as alarmed as he had expected. Instead, he was grinning widely. This scene stunned Lu Zihao, and he started to feel as though something was amiss.

"You…"

Just as Lu Zihao felt that something was off, from all the roads surrounding Wang Baole's cave abode, about ten black-robed inspectors from the Inscriptions and Spirit Stones classroom swiftly arrived. All of them had respectful expressions as they rushed over at full speed.

Liu Daobin was among them. He held three recording devices in his hands. Upon seeing the cameras in Liu Daobin's hands, Lu Zihao's expression changed.

"Reporting back. Just as you expected, Lu Zihao placed these three recording devices after ascending the mountain. We have already taken steps to cut off the Spirit Intranet in this area, so no confidential information can be transmitted!"

Hearing Liu Daobin's words, Lu Zihao felt stunned. His pupils grew wide, and it seemed like his vision had gone black.

Wang Baole raised his head and demanded smugly, "Say 'daddy'."

Liu Daobin's breathed roughly and shouted, "You wish!"

The grievance and gloom in his heart had reached its limit, and he was prepared to stay firm till the end. However, at this moment, Liu Daobin sneered.

"Head Prefect, this person tried to steal the Dharmic Armament faculty's secrets. I suggest we detain him immediately and send him to the Dao College for interrogation after negotiation with the Combat faculty!"

The moment Liu Daobin spoke, Lu Zihao inhaled and almost wet his pants from fear. The consequences for stealing secrets were extremely severe, and it scared Lu Zihao till he quickly tried to explain himself.

"I am not a thief. I just installed those around Wang Baole's cave abode to record evidence!"

"Shut up! Remember the Head Prefect's status. By placing the recording devices outside the Head Prefect's cave abode, this is considered stealing the Dharmic Armament faculty's secrets!" Liu Daobin said while maintaining his icy gaze.

Even the other inspectors appeared hostile. They looked at Lu Zihao and seemed to call for a severe punishment.

At this moment, Lu Zihao had become truly afraid. When he arrived, he had indeed come with evil intentions to record Wang Baole attacking him. With that, he was going to use it as evidence to humiliate Wang Baole and also use it to brag. Furthermore, he had no intention of sparing Wang Baole; instead, he was prepared to hand the evidence over to Zhou Lu so that she would cause trouble for Wang Baole and embarrass him. However, he had neglected… Wang Baole's authority and status in the Dharmic Armament faculty.

He never would have imagined that the situation would turn out like this. Now that he was scared, he quickly adapted to the circumstances and wailed, "Daddy, Daddy, I was wrong. Daddy, I was wrong…"

"Fine, let's not scare little children anymore." Wang Baole smugly raised his hand.

Hearing Wang Baole call him a little child, Lu Zihao's aggrieved expression kept changing, but he had no choice but to swallow his objections.

"Little Hao, we don't have any grudges that we can't resolve. Don't be so mischievous next time." Emotional, Wang Baole raised his hand to rub Lu Zihao's head. From the first time they faced each other, Wang Baole knew that Lu Zihao was someone who liked to scheme and resort to petty tricks. So, this time, when he left the cave abode, he sent a voice transmission to instruct Liu Daobin, just in case.

Now, with a senior's bearing, Wang Baole criticized Lu Zihao before returning to his cave abode, satisfied. He was delighted, feeling that he was still better at strategy.

As for the matter of Lu Zihao revealing his identity, Wang Baole did not care. As he saw it, it would be best if it was not exposed, but if it was exposed, it was no big deal. For Zhou Lu or many other people, it was not a simple feat to become a double Head Prefect of Ethereal Dao College.

Seeing that Wang Baole was going to let him go, Lu Zihao released a deep breath. The surrounding inspectors looked icily at Lu Zihao before leaving as well.

Only Liu Daobin stood beside Lu Zihao, and with a somber voice, he said, "Study well. This time, the Head Prefect is letting you go out of kindness. You need to treasure this chance and stop making trouble for yourself!"

He waved the recording device in his hand. He did not return the three recording devices to Lu Zihao but took them away so that he could store them as evidence and take them out in the future.

Even after everyone had left, Lu Zihao remained silent for a long time. He turned to look back at Wang Baole's cave abode. At this moment, he truly felt the gap between himself and Wang Baole.

I definitely can exceed him!

Unable to expose Wang Baole's identity, he gritted his teeth and returned to the Combat faculty, entering seclusion to cultivate himself.

To Wang Baole, this incident with Lu Zihao was only a small matter. After returning to the cave abode, he once again immersed himself in Spirit Kernel training. After a week, Wang Baole's speed at refining Spirit Kernels became faster and faster.

After entering the Dao College, he had used many Spirit Stones. However, he still had a large reserve of Spirit Stones, all of them high quality.

This meant that Wang Baole did not lack Spirit Stones as he started to familiarize himself with producing Spirit Kernels. All the carved Inscriptions on the Spirit Stones allowed him to have an increasingly exquisite mastery over the Spirit Kernels.

At the same time, he had also used the knowledge from the jade slip material that the Dharmic Armament Pavilion Elder had given him to refine Spirit Kernels. He slowly understood the big picture through basic examples, and with it, Wang Baole was able to combine knowledge and understand Spirit Kernel even more deeply.

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Chapter 52: Failed…

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In actuality, the main point of Spirit Kernels was to follow different manuals to arrange Spirit Stones with different carved Inscriptions. This relied on stimulating the stored energy in the Spirit Stones, causing these Spirit Stones to fuse and thus create Spirit Kernel Dharmic artifacts.

In a manner of speaking, these kinds of Spirit Kernels were already almost Dharmic artifacts. They only needed the addition of the metal materials stated in the manual, in addition to polishing and smelting, before they could become refined as Dharmic artifacts.

Even without the latter steps—with just Spirit Kernels—one could already release a certain amount of power. However, the power would be much weaker, as it did lacked the augmentation garnered from the forged materials. Furthermore, it would not be as sturdy as the true Dharmic artifacts protected by metal materials.

While carving Inscriptions and refining Spirit Kernels, Wang Baole started to get a sense of the depths of Inscriptions study. Many times, he would have strange thoughts, and he would follow these thoughts and express them through Inscriptions. Although most of them ended in failure, this process also gave Wang Baole joy.

Just like that, another week passed. By the time Wang Baole had almost depleted his supply of Spirit Stones, he had massively improved in his Spirit Kernel study.

However, Wang Baole understood that he was still some way off from becoming Head Prefect. He needed to practice even more, and so, in the remaining days, just as he was getting proficient with the remaining Spirit Kernels, he also took out a large portion of his time to refine Spirit Stones.

And because he was refining Spirit Stones, his body started to accumulate spirit fat. However, due to his prior experience, Wang Baole constantly observed the changes in his own body. As he saw it, as long as he did not stay at home all day like last time, everything would work out.

And spirit fat is good, too. Once it's absorbed, my cultivation level will have a breakthrough. Who knows, maybe this time I can move from Physical Seal and enter Pulse Enrichment!

With this thought, Wang Baole grew smug. His attitude toward spirit fat changed, and he was even anticipating it.

Still, what he most anticipated was becoming Spirit Kernel Head Prefect. Then, he would be the unbeatable ultimate Head Prefect of Ethereal Dao College's Dharmic Armament faculty, the likes of which had not been seen before!

When that happens, we'll see who dares bully me!

When he thought of this, Wang Baole was so excited that he even laughed out loud, especially because he imagined himself as the only decision-maker in the Dharmic Armament faculty College Discipline Department after becoming Spirit Kernel Head Prefect.

The Dao College still wants to use the Dharmic Armament faculty as an experiment. Forget it. When I become the only Head Prefect, I will still have a Head Prefect meeting, except that I will be the only one at the meeting. Wang Baole laughed, becoming more and more pleased with himself. With this wonderful feeling, he began to eat his snacks while refining Spirit Stones and improving his familiarity with Spirit Kernel.

His weight steadily began to increase. As the thickness of the spirit fat on his body began to increase by the day, Wang Baole also started to carve a larger number of Inscriptions onto the refined Spirit Stones. With these Spirit Stones Inscriptions, he created various series of Spirit Kernels.

This was just like a cycle. With his constant effort and refinement, Wang Baole started to have more and more Spirit Kernels. Although he had wasted many during the refinement process, by the time the fourth week came around, Wang Baole already had about a hundred Spirit Kernels in his storage bracelet, and his rate of success also increased rapidly. Now, he had a one in three chance of succeeding.

This kind of success rate and proficiency was unparalleled in the entire Spirit Kernel hall. In reality, even Lin Tianhao could not reach this level. At most, he only had a one in four chance of succeeding.

After all, Lin Tianhao was not as proficient as Cao Kun, much less Wang Baole, in terms of Inscriptions. So even though Wang Baole had gone into seclusion, Lin Tianhao had also done the same during this period, frantically increasing his own proficiency in Spirit Kernels. He even went to the blue wall in the classroom once to improve his own results. However, to Wang Baole, it would only be too easy to best him.

Just like that, when the fifth week arrived, Liu Daobin informed Wang Baole that Zhang Lan and the others were once again locked up. When Liu Daobin tried to resolve the matter, Lin Tianhao blocked him. As such, Wang Baole started to increase the speed of his Spirit Stone refinement.

Over the next two weeks, he refined an increasingly explosive number of Spirit Stones, and thus, his proficiency with Spirit Kernels rapidly increased. Finally, on the last day of the second week, Wang Baole had another breakthrough with his probability of success in refining Spirit Kernels. He had achieved a fifty percent success rate!

I will soon become the Dharmic Armament faculty's unrivaled Head Prefect!

As he laughed, Wang Baole struggled to stand. Filled with excitement and anticipation, he was not too worried about his own figure.

I just have to lose weight after all. It's easy to lose spirit fat. Once I lose it, I can break through and reach the Pulse Enrichment realm!

After frantically losing weight several times, Wang Baole felt that it would be easy to grow skinnier. Feeling smug, he ran crazily around the island with a shake of his body.

Except… after running for two days, Wang Baole became somewhat anxious when he realized that he had not lost weight. He was a little worried, but after thinking it over, he still felt that it would be easy to lose weight.

It's fine, I still have other methods!

With this thought, Wang Baole went to the Lava Chamber. However, after some time, when he left the Lava Chamber under the hidden resentful gazes of the Combat faculty students, he realized that his body was still big. At this point, Wang Baole's breathing grew erratic, and he felt a strong sense that something was amiss.

This… I still have the ultimate method!

With gritted teeth, Wang Baole returned to the cave abode and immediately sent a voice transmission to Xie Haiyang. When Xie Haiyang arrived outside of Wang Baole's cave abode with his head of gelled and shiny short hair, he stared with wide eyes at Wang Baole's body.

"No wonder the entire Combat faculty was complaining. Heavens, Wang Baole, you've grown fat again!"

"Brother Xie, you are the expert in losing weight. Quickly think of a solution for me. I don't care if it's the Death Pill; I just want to lose weight!" As Xie Haiyang was Wang Baole's last hope, he quickly made his request, feeling insecure.

Xie Haiyang furrowed his brows and said severely, "Schoolmate, I need to remind you that I am a businessman, not an expert at losing weight!"

Without saying another word, Wang Baole raised and flipped his right hand. Immediately, a large number of Rainbow Spirit Stones flew out from his storage bracelet, forming a small mountain to the side. The rainbow light caused the inside of the cave abode to light up, colorful and resplendent.

Xie Haiyang looked straight ahead, inhaled, and hit his chest viciously.

"Schoolmate, you were right in looking for me. I, Xie Haiyang, am Ethereal Dao College's preeminent expert at losing weight! Brother, I am the best at losing weight. Don't worry, I will definitely help you become skinny!" Xie Haiyang's breathing was rapid as he immediately opened his mouth.

Hearing Xie Haiyang's guarantee, Wang Baole immediately felt at ease and nodded in satisfaction. Very soon, after briefly going outside, Xie Haiyang returned with many Death Pills for Wang Baole.

"I hoarded many Death Pills after that time. Come, eat as many as you want!" Xie Haiyang waved his hand and generously flung five bottles to Wang Baole before leaving.

In his cave abode, Wang Baole immediately ate about ten Death Pills. As the heat in his body rose, he excitedly sat still and waited for the spirit fat to burn.

But perhaps his spirit fat was too stubborn this time, or maybe his body had gotten used to it. In the end, Wang Baole had only turned sweaty. When he lowered his head to look, his body was still big—clearly, nothing had changed.

He hurriedly ate more. However, even though he ate all the Death Pills, nothing changed. Wang Baole could not help but wail.

"Heavens, why don't they work!"

At this point, Wang Baole could no longer maintain his cool. His breathing was unbearably rapid, and he could almost hear the footsteps of the Fatso Forefathers in his head.

"Xie Haiyang, your Death Pills were fake this time!" Panicked, Wang Baole took out his voice transmission ring and contacted Xie Haiyang again.

After Xie Haiyang received the voice transmission, he rushed to Wang Baole's cave abode. When he entered and saw the unchanged Wang Baole and the empty bottles, he was stunned.

"No effect at all?"

"No effect at all!" Wang Baole cried and looked at Xie Haiyang.

If it had been anyone else, Xie Haiyang definitely would have been suspicious. However, he still trusted Wang Baole, so he scratched his head, his brain working at high speed. Finally, he gritted his teeth!

"Schoolmate, wait three days. I will think of a plan. Don't worry, there is nothing I can't do. This kind of challenging problem, I'll take it on!"

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