46 Cultivators (1/2)

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.