46 Cultivators (2/2)

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 saplings1.” 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!Referring to the students