Children stood in the martial arts arena of the courtyard, perspiring as they trained, their small faces filled with determination. Mo Family descendants do not seek unrivaled power, only to do their best in every endeavor.
This is the ancestral teaching left by the Mo Family forefathers.
A sowhat slender middle-aged man sat on the seat at the upper end, looking at those children with eyes full of appreciation and pride.
Suddenly, the man’s expression changed, his brows furrowing: "Has Xiaohai chosen a teacher in the Heart and Spirit level?"
"This brat, how could he be so reckless!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up abruptly, waving his hand casually to tear the space and leave.
In the next mont, he appeared in a grand hall.
This hall was built entirely of gold, with countless eralds and agates adorning the walls.
This magnificent and luxurious hall contrasted greatly with the simple Mo Family courtyard, as if they belonged to two different worlds.
The man walked leisurely into the hall, observing the room where pure gold plaques fell from the upper end, each plaque bearing a na.
He navigated skillfully to one plaque, with the na Mo Chenghai inscribed on it.
Holding the gold plaque, in the next mont, three ethereal figures suddenly erged from its surface.
One figure was a majestic middle-aged man, with an aura of blade intent that seemingly could slice through the heavens and earth, and the second figure was also that middle-aged man.
And the third ethereal figure was an exceedingly young boy, enveloped in immortal mist, whose nearly perfect features carried an indescribable nobility.
Seeing the boy’s figure in an instant, the middle-aged man’s previously gloomy face froze abruptly, his entire expression showing a hint of excitent.
"It’s you!!"
"It’s really you!! The ancestral mories were not wrong, not wrong!!"
"You have truly, truly erged in this era!!"
"Hahahahaha!! I’ve waited, I’ve waited!! Mo Family patriarchs throughout the ages, our persistence is aningful."
"Mo Yan Truth and Goodness, but question one’s own heart."
"Chenghai, you truly have such opportunity, to actually be qualified to call him teacher!"
The middle-aged man laughed excitedly, a pathological flush appearing on his once pale face.
He respectfully kowtowed to that figure.
Not just a simple double knee kneel, but three kneels and nine prostrations, as if revering an ancestor.
At the sa ti, behind him, dozens of ethereal figures appeared. If any Mo Family mber were present, they would recognize these figures as the ancestors of the Mo Family.
They looked at that ethereal figure, their eyes full of excitent, and knelt down in unison with the middle-aged man.
"Mo Family current patriarch, Mo Chengyuan, inherits the mories of Mo Family predecessors, waiting at Celestial City Star, rembering your visage and appearance without fail."
"Your teachings, the Mo Family continues to practice, your existence only known by the patriarch, your peace shall forever remain undisturbed!"
Mo Chengyuan’s voice grew more respectful, becoming sacred and grand, if Su Tu were present, he would undoubtedly feel incredibly astonished.
Because at this mont, Mo Chengyuan’s voice, deanor, and manner were identical to those seen during the Great Sacrifice in the Origin.
"Your venerable title, eternal and imperishable, heavens may overturn, myriad paths may disappear, only your presence remains tiless and transcendent, revered as...."
"Supre!!"
With Mo Chengyuan’s voice falling, those ethereal figures behind him simultaneously uttered voices of utmost reverence.
"Supre!!"
"Supre!!!"
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Starship Academy, Dao Martial Room.
Su Tu inexplicably felt a stirring in his heart, but introspection revealed no anomalies, so he paid no heed.
Instead, he focused his attention on the Dao Martial Room.
This is the departnt storing all techniques of Starship Academy, said to hold tens of thousands of techniques, making it the undisputed sect sacred land in novels.
However, unlike in novels, this ’sect sacred land’ has no guardian elder nor any sweeping monk.
What it has are extrely precise barriers, from iris authentication to particle scanning, and several processes that even top scholar Su Tu had never heard of.
After completing all procedures, nearly twenty minutes passed.
Entering the Dao Martial Room, one’s eyes are t with rows of virtual bookshelves lined with simulated books.
This is the first floor, which houses low-tier techniques that can be directly transmitted through terminals, arranged this way purely for aesthetic purposes.
The second floor is similar to the first, except with fewer virtual bookshelves.
Honestly, Su Tu found the layout of the Dao Martial Room a bit strange.
If the first and second floors’ space were just for virtual bookshelves, it’s entirely wasted.
From Su Tu’s experience with the academy’s layout, each part of Starship Academy has its purpose, hence the first and second floors likely have so unknown significance.
Of course... it’s possible that the layout of the first and second floors is rely to display the academy’s heritage.
Taking the light lift to the third floor.
The environnt here differs entirely from the first and second floors, with no virtual bookshelves; instead, there are antique-styled display cabinets, neatly showcasing nurous techniques.
The aura of antiquity emanates from each volu of techniques here.
These are tier seven techniques, as this tier of techniques aren’t recorded in terminals but imparted through Inheritance Beads.
These ancient scrolls present another form of the Inheritance Bead.
On this floor, the quantity of techniques drastically decreases, as tier seven techniques are extrely precious, even at Starship Academy.
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