Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“I’m just a scholar. I can’t tell much.”
Upon hearing Feng Xia’s question, the teacher shook his head and sighed. “I’ve more or less heard about your family situation. I thought you had given up on yourself, but I didn’t expect you to cultivate to this extent in secret.”
A smile appeared on his ordinary face. “I’m very glad that you didn’t continue to beco depraved. However, you have to rember this at all tis…”
The teacher continued to ramble on for a while. Feng Xia did not interrupt and listened patiently.
The other students in the classroom did not show much surprise, as if they were already used to such things.
“I see, I see…”
As Feng Xia listened, he could finally make a rough guess about his current situation.
After he walked into the abandoned classroom, he seed to have arrived at another ti and space. However, Feng Xia did not know if what he was experiencing was just a replay of history or a special illusion.
Furthermore, in this classroom, his identity was not Feng Xia, but a young man who was already 23 years old but still had not graduated from this primary school for divine beings.
This young man’s family was originally quite well-off and could be considered a wealthy family. However, disaster struck and not only did his cultivation turn into nothingness, his relatives and friends were almost all dead!
Since then, the young man never fully recovered.
“In addition, there’s sothing else that makes feel concerned…”
Feng Xia returned to his seat and listened to the teacher’s lecture on cultivation techniques while recalling what he had just heard.?“Outside of this primary school, there is a war that has been going on for at least a hundred years. The Heavenly Pattern King is currently leading an army to fight against another great world, but in recent years, the news from the front has beco more and more grim…”
Heavenly Pattern King!
A great world!
These unfamiliar terms led Feng Xia to think about many other things.
“I’m still missing so key information to reconstruct what happened.” Feng Xia frowned slightly. “I wonder if it will have a bad impact if I ask directly…”
Fortunately, Feng Xia’s attention was gradually attracted by the teacher’s lecture.
Even Feng Xia had to admit that this teacher was indeed a good educator.
Back then, although Patriarch Chenhai treated him very well, the patriarch was a powerful man but not a good teacher to begin with. His education thod was by way of spoon-feeding.
“Luckily, I’m talented. Otherwise, I might not have been able to learn Patriarch Chenhai’s cultivation technique.”
Feng Xia sighed for no reason.
In comparison, this teacher lectured in a way that was easy to understand. Even though it was Feng Xia’s first ti listening to his lecture, he was quickly attracted by the contents!
That other young man had also already regained consciousness. The expression on his childish face was dark and his arms were crossed in front of his chest. He was just short of writing the words “I’m super unhappy” on his face.
Clang, clang, clang—
After an unknown period of ti, a lodious bell suddenly sounded.
The bell tone rang one high and one low, as if it carried endless sorrow and longing. It was able to wake people who were intoxicated in their dreams. At the sa ti, Feng Xia heard the teacher’s words.
“This lesson will end here. Everyone, have a good rest first.”
Swoosh—
Feng Xia’s hand reached forward, but it caught nothing.
He looked at the empty classroom in a daze. The tables and chairs around him were still neatly arranged, but they were clearly much older than before. The reflection of the sunlight outside the window made everything in front of him seem a little illusory.
“Am I… back?”
Feng Xia blinked as he ca to a realization.
However, there was still a strange feeling that lingered in his mind.?“What exactly did I do? Did I dream of my youth in primary school?”
Was it Zhuang Zhou dreaming that he was a butterfly or the butterfly dreaming that it was Zhuang Zhou?
Feng Xia looked down at the book in his hand.
The words on the book cover remained unchanged, and… he still could not understand these words.
“Heck, I dread that I beca a great scholar. When I woke up, I realized that I was still illiterate.” Feng Xia could not help but complain on the spot.
However, this ti, he knew the origin of these words.
The common language of the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom!
“Xia? What are you doing? Why aren’t you moving?”
Zhu Youniang’s voice ca from outside the classroom, interrupting Feng Xia’s thoughts, “Do you need to co over?”
“No need, no need. You don’t have to co in first.”
Feng Xia quickly waved his hand and replied loudly, “Just pull out in a while!”
He picked up a large pile of books and put them away. Then he flicked the white silk on his waist. Imdiately, a force dragged Feng Xia out of the classroom.
The situation in this classroom could be said to be quite strange. Before completely understanding the chanism of its operation, Feng Xia did not intend to let anyone else enter with him for the ti being.
“So, what’s in the classroom?”
As soon as they left the building, Zhu Youniang quickly started chattering. “I saw you standing there for a long ti without moving. Just as I was about to do it myself, you suddenly moved.”
“I just saw so people. Oh, right, you said I stood there without moving?” Feng Xia turned his head and asked curiously, “How long did I stand there for?”
If his body did not move at all, then the only thing that left earlier was his consciousness, or could it be his soul?
Upon hearing Feng Xia’s question, the girl frowned slightly. “How long…”
She stretched out a hand and gestured a few tis.
“About this long.”
Feng Xia’s eyes twitched. “How long is that!”
He had almost forgotten that even though there were ti-keeping tools in this world, Zhu Youniang was originally a demon beast that had yet to develop intelligence. Since she had only transford to human form recently, she probably did not even have a clear concept of ti, let alone know how to use a ti-keeping tool!
Her sense of ti was probably equivalent to the First Elder’s eyesight…
“Oh… you’re asking how long is this long…”
Zhu Youniang frowned again. The girl crossed her arms in front of her chest and paced back and forth. Suddenly, she seed to think of sothing and grabbed Feng Xia’s hand excitedly.
“Count it yourself, Xia!”
The girl held Feng Xia’s right palm with both hands and pressed it against her chest.
A wonderful feeling ca from his palm. While Feng Xia was slightly stunned, he heard the girl’s bell-like laughter.
“Count to 100. It’s about that long.”
“… Can you even asure ti like this?!”
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