"Zuo Dao, the Daoist School sends students to the Central City every year, but do you know how many of them have returned?"
Zuo Dao shook his head. "I don't."
Yun Chonghe said helplessly, "In the past 20 years, 235 people were sent to the Central City to study.
However, only twenty-two of them returned to Donghua City. Among these twenty-two, nine were killed by the Skyscraping Demons on the battlefield. Five were severely injured and disabled and could no longer cultivate. Three of them were too eager to succeed and did not pay attention to their cultivation. In the end, they died from the mutation. The last one encountered a distorted phenomenon and went missing. His whereabouts were unknown.
In the end, only four people survived, including me. "
"Zuo Dao, you are going to the Celestial Court in the Central City to study. Although the journey is long and you are far from Dong Hua City, I hope you will not forget that you are carrying the future of Dong Hua and the hope of the human race on your back. I hope you can focus on the path of cultivation in the Celestial Court, prove what you have learned, and bring back the legacy of the human race."
Zuo Dao opened his eyes abruptly, only to realize that he had fallen asleep on the table.
He quickly washed his face with cold water, then sat up straight and continued to read the scripture in front of him. It was filled with the knowledge of crafting artifacts belonging to the Division of Fighting.
Ever since he joined the Celestial Court and came to the Crafting School of the Division of Fighting, he had devoted himself to learning the knowledge here.
But Zuo Dao knew that this was far from enough.
Two hours later, feeling hungry, Zuo Dao left his room and planned to go to the cafeteria of the Crafting School to eat.
The small courtyard he stayed in looked shabby and was not even in the Crafting School. It was a house he found himself near the Crafting School.
Originally, Zuo Dao also lived in the dormitory of the Crafting School. However, after the events caused by Zhou Bai, the cultivators of the Celestial Court in the Central City became increasingly hostile to the cultivators from the other four major cities, especially the cultivators of Dong Hua City. There were even several scuffles and fights. Eventually, even the dormitory was blown up.
In the end, the officials of the Division of Fighting expelled all the cultivators of Dong Hua City from the dormitory. Naturally, Zuo Dao could only go outside to find a house.
After getting his food in the cafeteria, Zuo Dao found a remote corner and sat down. Halfway through his meal, an old man sat beside him and sighed. "How is it, Zuo Dao? How's the research on the Firecloud Token? "
Zuo said, "It's alright."
The old man shook his head. "After the Tendo was distorted, the path to immortality was severed. In the end, it is difficult for us to reach the realm of immortals."
Heretic didn't say anything. After cultivating in the Crafting School for a few months, he had gradually developed similar thoughts. He even felt like he was seeing himself in the future.
But in the projection of the Battle of Heaven, the scene of Zhou Bai beating Xiang Tiandi to his knees was deeply engraved in his mind, igniting a flame in his heart again.
Just then, a commotion came from the entrance of the cafeteria. Dozens of cultivators walked in with swords and sabers in their hands, knocking on the tables and chairs.
"Scram, all of you from the four great Dao academies!"
"Go back to your hometown!"
"A swarm of locusts! Don't stay in Central City! "
The leader was a man who was nine feet tall and had a full beard. The muscles on his body bulged like marbles. Realm seven Primordial Spirit power surged from his body, whipping the air and making a thunderous sound.
"From today onward, cultivators from the four great Dao academies are not allowed to eat in the cafeteria."
A cultivator from West Peak City stood up. "Why?!"
Heretic recognized him. His name was Lin Chen, and he was from the Supreme Sword Pavilion. Although his cultivation base was only at realm five, he was an expert in crafting flying swords.
The burly man laughed sinisterly and struck out with his palm. It landed on Lin Chen's chest in the blink of an eye and sent him flying out of the cafeteria's entrance.
"Listen up, people from the four great Dao academies. Central City belongs to us. Locusts like you have no right to decide.
"If Central City didn't protect you, you wouldn't even have the chance to cultivate if we didn't send so many cultivation resources to the four great Dao academies every year!"
As he spoke, the other cultivators behind the beefy man charged forward as well. They punched and kicked the cultivators from the Four Great Dao Academies away. Seeing that, Heretic Dao sighed softly and a hint of rage flashed across his eyes.
The old man quickly blocked his line of sight. "Don't be rash. Xiao Dong is True Lord Pojun's disciple. You can't beat him." With that, he pulled Heretic away. "It's just that we can't eat in the cafeteria. Let's go out and eat. It's not worth fighting with them over such a small matter."
The man called Xiao Dong frowned as if he sensed hostility. He turned to look in the direction Heretic left and asked, "Who's that?"
A cultivator immediately walked up and said, "That's Heretic. He's from Donghua City."
"I heard that he's a classmate of Zhou Bai."
"He's been sneaking around all day. Maybe he's a spy."
"Teacher Huang actually asked him to craft a level-seven artifact. What if he's a spy for the Sky Demon?"
Xiao Dong narrowed his eyes. "Where does this guy live?"
…
Heretic left the cafeteria with the old man. The old man shook his head and sighed. "Xiao Dong grew up in North Sea City. He only came to the artifact forging department with his father when he was ten, but he's so cruel to his own people."
Heretic asked in surprise, "He's from North Sea City?"
The old man smiled bitterly. "You didn't expect that, did you? This guy has always been ashamed of being born in North Sea City and never allowed anyone to mention it. Those people from his hometown were also forced out of the artifact forging department by him. In the past decade or so, no one remembers this. "
"If you work for Teacher Huang to craft level-seven artifacts, you'll be stealing someone else's position. Recently, they've become more and more hostile toward the students of the four major Dao schools. I heard that someone's hand was broken yesterday. You have to be careful."
Heretic asked softly, "Is it because of Zhou Bai?" He sighed and said, "If Zhou Bai really surpassed the gods, doesn't that mean that humans can also surpass the gods? Why are Xiao Dong and the others so angry? "
The old man was silent for a while. After a long time, he slowly said, "Who knows?"
Heretic said, "Old Yuan, do you think humans can really reach the Immortal Realm? When you first came to the Central City, did you dream of surpassing the Immortal Realm? "
This time, the old man was silent for a long time. He opened his mouth a few times as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"Don't think too much. How could I … How could I have thought of something so stupid?"
Looking at Old Yuan, who had turned his head away, Heretic knew that he must have thought about this before. It should be said that every genius of the human race who came to the Central City to study had once been high-spirited and ambitious.
However, as time passed, all their ideals had been torn to pieces by the huge gap between humans and gods. Even if Zhou Bai had defeated Xiang Tiandi, the views that had been passed down for hundreds and thousands of years could not be changed in a short time.
Heretic looked at the palace in the sky. The sea of clouds that gathered and scattered at times was like a shattered dream of generations of humans.
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