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Published at 8th of February 2024 12:19:00 PM


Chapter 24.3

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In the projection, the text also experienced a small climax.

\[What the heck? Did you all hear that?\]

\[You find someone and go bzz against them, saying crackle-pop? Is this the learning pyramid?\]

\[This is Zhenchuan’s protective measure for the projection. Making a fuss about nothing! This learning pyramid seems to be at least a first-tier martial art.\]

\[I see.\]

\[Oh, it’s Zhenchuan’s projection ear-blocking protection, then it’s fine.\]

\[I thought the cave was breaking, with the ohh and pop pop…\]

Zhao Keran was stunned.

Zhou Xuanwu was wide-eyed.

So, Zhenchuan judged the Learning Pyramid as a first-tier martial art?

That’s why the projection automatically blocked it, not allowing other disciples to easily hear it.

“Worthy of being Senior Sister.”

Zhao Keran excitedly had a ruddy face.

“The pyramid is still free content, without a VIP lock.”

“…!”



Inside the projection array.

After the shaking silence of Meng Zi and Huangfu Yuan, they each looked at the alchemy furnace and the sword in front of them.

Teach a non-living object, as the learning pyramid does.

Huangfu Yuan silently stared at his three times exploded blackened alchemy furnace.

His index finger gently touched it.

Furnace, it’s time for you to learn alchemy on your own.

“The memory curve of martial arts…”

Meng Zi held down his sword.

All the previous track cultivation, high-temperature cultivation…

On the bed, Lin Shuang, who had just finished another tomato clock of cultivation, stretched lazily and opened her eyes.

“Ah, I should rest now. I’ll read a book for a tomato clock, take a short nap for another tomato clock, and then proceed with the final cultivation of the second tier.”

“!”

She really learned that fast!

Little Bai, he didn’t understand.

He thought of those wooden plaques he left in front of Junior Sister Zhao Keran… his head was about to explode.

Little Bai, he won’t be able to sleep tonight, can you?

Huangfu Yuan’s face was expressionless. With his slender index finger and thumb, he picked up a dark ink-like medicinal material and threw it into the alchemy furnace.

He was about to complete the learning of this tier-one pill.

In front of the projection array, Zhao Keran and the other two outer sect disciples were doing chores, occasionally looking at Lin Shuang.

They couldn’t see the martial arts characters on the wall clearly, but they were still excited.

“Senior Sister is about to complete the second tier cultivation.”

“Senior Brother Meng is also about to complete the first tier.”

“Senior Brother Huangfu… uh, seems to have learned a first-tier pill?”

Zhao Keran didn’t expect Senior Brother Huangfu’s alchemy skills to be so poor; it exploded three or four times in just half a day.

But now they’re about to form pills.

“They’re about to break through, right? Truly deserving of Senior Sister.”

Zhao Keran was jubilant, and even her table-cleaning movements became faster.

However, the woman in pink behind the counter sneered, “You’re underestimating the inner sect trial.”

Zhao Keran was about to retort, but in the next moment, the projection stone suddenly shifted dramatically.

The moon rose and the sun set, twilight fell, and everything in the book room, the basin, the bookshelves, the rice paper, and the ink marks on the walls, all disappeared.

Zhao Keran, watching the projection stone, was shocked.

But soon she felt relieved, “It’s okay, Senior Sister must have memorized it—”

However, in just an instant, a skeptical voice from Meng Zi sounded from the projection stone.

“Huh, where can this place hide so many books?”

Zhao Keran’s action of brewing spiritual tea came to a halt.

Why does this question sound so familiar?

The mist in the projection disappeared.

The day brightened again.

Lin Shuang opened her eyes on the bed in this book-filled room.

Meng Zi and Huangfu Yuan stood in the outer area, each opening their eyes.

“Look at the wall!” Meng Zi rushed to the ink that had reappeared on the wall.

Everything seemed to have just reappeared!

“There are words on the paper on the desk.”

“Behind the bed too…”

“The martial arts cannot be re-selected, you first.”

“Ancient Blood Slaughter Array—” Huangfu Yuan, holding a scroll, walked to Lin Shuang with sparkling eyes.

“Little Ai, what’s the flaw in my martial art…”

Lin Shuang in the projection stone lowered her head again, asking the lion-dog talisman.

Zhao Keran was bewildered, and the woman in pink sighed and shook her head.

\[Layer 1222: Reading Breaks Ten Thousand Books\]

In these two rooms, the voice of the kind old man sounded again.

\[I read thousands of books in the fog, but when I rise, I’m still an ordinary person…\]

\[This trial: memorize the martial art meticulously, recite it without missing a word, and cultivate to the second tier to pass.\]

I read thousands of books in the fog, but when I rise, I’m still an ordinary person…

Zhao Keran was in a daze.

The woman in pink folded her hands behind her back, looking up at the projection.

“The room of ten thousand books, when night falls inside, everyone will immediately forget everything that happened here.”

The books that were flipped were back in place, and the candles that were burned were restored.

Even the wrinkles on their clothes were cleared by the Dust-Dispelling Technique.

All the handwritten martial arts, inks, everything returned to where they were, and the inscriptions vanished.

When they woke up again, they had forgotten everything, as if they had just entered, completely unaware of their repeated actions.

“Attempting to infer the topic of the trial from the names on the Red List.”

“Underestimating Zhenchuan too much!”

The woman in pink shook her head.

In an instant, several projections floated in front of her.

\[Layer 1222: Chen Xichuan…, Day 124, currently undergoing the trial.\]

\[Layer 1222: Zhou Ming…, Day 295, currently undergoing the trial.\]

\[Layer 1222: Bao Wenlin…, Day 93, currently undergoing the trial…\]

Several disciples were trapped in it, going around in circles.

First entering, discussing, choosing techniques, practicing, forgetting, and repeating the cycle, just like Lin Shuang and her companions.

Zhao Keran raised her head, a heavy look in her eyes.

How do we break through this?

“Fastest Learning” icon memory? No, it will still be forgotten inside the room.

Thirty small suggestions for notes? No, the ink has disappeared.



Is there no way?

Zhao Keran looked at the puzzled faces of the disciples in the projection, feeling a sense of solemnity.

Is this the inner sect trial?

Senior Sister, can’t you pass it either?

“No, Senior Sister will definitely succeed.”

Zhao Keran looked at the projection with unusually firm determination.

“Although I don’t know how to pass, I know Senior Sister can do it.”

Fastest learning!

“Senior Sister will definitely finish learning the martial arts before nightfall, so she won’t forget!”

Zhao Keran had confidence in Senior Sister’s learning speed.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lin Shuang in the projection already standing in front of the white wall covered with martial arts.

“Okay, let’s analyze which sword technique I should choose.”

After an incense stick’s time, she walked to the bookshelf.

This analysis took two hours.

During this time, as before, she interspersed her other daily routines: listening to music with closed eyes, reading novels, taking a short break, applying a face mask, arranging her hair…

It wasn’t until the sunset outside that she, with a bright gaze, began to transcribe the technique.

“Oh no, it’s already this time.”

Lin Shuang looked at the sunset outside the window, feeling a bit nervous, but quickly relaxed.

“It’s okay, preparation in advance, no harm in spending more effort.”

“Compared to making a mistake, going back, re-studying, and correcting, it saves a lot of time.”

“Moreover, I’m probably still inside Zhenchuan’s Time Formation, so it doesn’t count as wasting much real-time.”

Zhao Keran, watching the projection stone, froze for a moment with confidence on her face.

Senior Sister’s Dao heart is really too strong!

Her way of thinking—just like before!

‘On the second day,’ sitting cross-legged on the bed and practicing, it was like ‘the day before,’ no advance at all!

Oh no.

Zhao Keran became nervous.

Meng Zi, in the same room in the projection, like yesterday, a step later than Lin Shuang, raised her arms and shouted, “I’ve chosen the Mountain and Sea Thirteen Forms!”

“Hehe, the highest-ranked martial art at the Earth level.” Huangfu Yun smiled, holding a book on poisonous pills.

The three of them were practically a replica of yesterday.

Dao’s heart as hard as profound iron!

Zhao Keran fell silent.

In the resting courtyard, the pink-clad woman, checking the sales situation of the cave residences, found rare satisfaction.

“When she fails and returns, Little Zhao, you bring her to me to buy Cave Residence 800!”

But as soon as she finished speaking, the voice of Lin Shuang’s confusion echoed from the projection.

“Huh?”

“Not right?”

“Something’s off. Have I spent a day here already?”

What?!

The woman in pink widened her eyes, turning her head quickly.

Impossible… how could the disciples find out?

There was still a Spirit Gathering Array in the book house.

The recovery speed of the disciples’ spiritual energy was extremely fast; they wouldn’t notice the passing of years in the book house!

But as she turned her head, she saw Lin Shuang in the projection, puzzled, touching her abdomen.

“Today is the turn of Number Six to be on duty. It has been two months since the last time.”

“But why is Number Six so slow and sluggish today? Huh, are you trying to go on strike? Damn it, Number Six, your work attitude is so bad!”

The woman in pink: “?”

“Wait a minute, is Number Six abnormal, or am I abnormal?”

“Did Number Six already work a shift yesterday, no, maybe even today?”

The unhappy voice of Lin Shuang in the projection suddenly sounded.

“I’ve been robbed of a day of my time?!”

The woman in pink almost dropped the jade slip in her hand, and in an instant, she stood up. “What is this Number Six!?”

It’s… the sixth dantian!

Beside her, Zhao Keran tightly covered her mouth.

In the latest version of “Fastest Learning,” the section on energy management—

Senior Sister more than 80 dantians take turns on duty every day.

They radiate vitality every day and are always energetic.

Working two days in a row, although the spiritual energy of the dantians is still there, they are tired!

Senior Sister feels abnormal as soon as she practices!

Zhao Keran took a step back, looking at the projection with a blush on her face.

“So, Senior Sister had already told me the way to pass the assessment of the 1200th level of the inner sect.”

The woman in pink: “????”

The author has something to say:

“Zhao Headmaster’s Handwritten 24”: “The wonders of daily shifts. Today’s note… I’m taking a break, not writing anymore.”

—Outer Sect Supervisor Senior Brother Xu Rui: I may not have rested for a long time.

—Outer Sect Elder of the Transmission Hall: Thinking about taking a break +1.

—Zhou Xuanwu: In closed-door cultivation, do not disturb.




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