Cultivation Simulator: Shocking the Academy

Chapter 88: Huo Yunxin Disguised as a Woman



Su Chen was left speechless, simply standing there dumbly while holding the brocade box.

"Remember my words, you must win that competition, or else the Carefree Sect will never be able to lift its head again!"

Yue Dongbei closed his eyes and said slowly.

After Su Chen left the room, Yue Dongbei's deafening voice still echoed in his ears: Remember my words, you must win that competition, or else the Carefree Sect will never be able to lift its head again!

Never be able to lift its head again!

Holding the brocade box, his gaze ahead was exceptionally resolute. Even if it meant death, he had to win the competition; it was his promise to himself and the Carefree Sect. ...

In the blink of an eye, another month passed, and the Three Pure Ones Mountain welcomed another vibrant spring.

The mountains were covered with blooming flowers, looking from afar as if inlaid with a layer of colorful pearls. Coupled with the mist rising and swirling at the mountain's peak, the Three Pure Ones Mountain was breathtakingly beautiful at this moment. The streams gurgled between the mountains, and bird calls and insect chirps intertwined, forming a joyful melody.

The revival of all things brought not only the vitality of spring but also the ambition in the hearts of young men.

On the vast square, ten teams were distributed, each with about dozens of people, forming a magnificent sight. Currently, they were following their respective team leaders, practicing the newly introduced wind-attribute swordsmanship, the Residual Wind Broken Wave Sword.

Su Chen was placed in the fifth squad, still under the tutelage of Chang Zhichun.

"The Residual Wind Broken Wave Sword comprises 49 forms in total. Unlike the Seven Forms of Wind Shadow, these 49 forms are closely linked. Each form's end can connect to the start of the next, meaning that the Residual Wind Broken Wave Sword is a swordsmanship emphasizing continuity and versatility. It can transition between various sword forms but must be exceptionally smooth to achieve a one-hit kill, leaving the enemy no chance to breathe!"

The young men were visibly excited, with an itch beginning to form in their hearts.

"Alright, next, I'll begin teaching you the sword forms. Watch carefully!"

At this moment, Chang Zhichun was more stern and focused than ever, and the young men nodded with solemn eyes.

The time for collective training always seemed to pass quickly. In the blink of an eye, the morning was over, and Su Chen, in the front row, was exceptionally diligent in his studies. The disciples behind him could see his movements and were full of admiration for his dedication and hard practice.

After dismissing the others, Chang Zhichun still kept Su Chen, and the two strolled in the Hundred Treasures Garden, looking at the splendid spring scenery before them, their expressions quite relaxed.

"This place is wonderful. Hehe, you're such a clever kid, always sneaking here to train."

Chang Zhichun had his hands behind his back, his face back to its usual talkative demeanor.

At this time, Su Chen, after more than a month of hard training, had an aura that seemed even more mysterious. His handsome appearance, upright stature, combined with a unique temperament, made a refreshing impression.

"Senior Brother, you didn't just call me here to admire the scenery, right?"

Su Chen got straight to the point.

Chang Zhichun chuckled, though with a touch of helplessness, "You little devil, so young yet trying to act mature. Also... don't be so blunt every time, give me some face..."

Su Chen pursed his lips into a smile, "Senior Brother, just say what you have to say, I'm all ears."

Chang Zhichun rolled his eyes and sighed, "Alright, alright, I intended to enjoy the fine scenery with you, but since you won't appreciate it, I'll get straight to the point."

Su Chen nodded slightly, his previously calm expression beginning to turn solemn.

"Master has been gone for over a month now. In this time, your Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, and I have been incredibly busy, responsible for daily lessons while handling the sect's various matters, truly troublesome. But in a few days, I'll finally have a break from all this, it's truly fortunate."

"Senior Brother, you're still not getting to the point."

Su Chen said exasperatedly.

"Haha, let me express my feelings a bit, you're so petty."

Chang Zhichun laughed it off, then scratched his head and said, "In fact, what I wanted to say is that in a few days, we can go down the mountain for training!"

Su Chen was startled, a touch of joy appearing on his face, "Senior Brother, are you serious?"

"Of course, I never lie."

Chang Zhichun said with a serious tone.

Su Chen was overjoyed; he had waited for this day for a long time. Going down the mountain meant formally entering the world of Beast Cultivators, with an increasing number of new experiences to face, but naturally, more opportunities for self-improvement as well.

"Senior Brother, have you decided where to go? How many people are going?"

Su Chen couldn't help but ask.

"I'll just take five of you, it's all for the battle in four years."

Chang Zhichun shook his head and sighed, "Before Master left, he repeatedly urged me diligently, worrying I'd slack off, insisting that I take you for some training. As for the destination, he didn't specify clearly. But since it's training, we naturally have to go to some exciting places."

Su Chen's spirit perked up, "That's great, I also want to see how much I've improved, hehe."

Chang Zhichun patted his head and said, "Go back and prepare, we'll set off in two days."

Su Chen nodded, "Senior Brother, I'll head back then, see you."

Chang Zhichun waved at him, and after he walked far away, he sighed softly, "I wonder how long this training will take; my days at the Carefree Sect are numbered as well..."

Su Chen ran all the way, directly to the back mountain. This is where Long Fei and Leng Han trained.


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