Chapter 6

The originally solemn lecture hall was in chaos, and Gao Rou felt a momentary panic.

She had long heard that the junior disciples of Dormitory 103 were all scoundrels and troublemakers. As the saying goes, "Hearing is not as good as seeing," and indeed, the rumors were not exaggerated.

These people usually didn't put much effort into their cultivation, but when it came to gossip and stirring up trouble, they all seemed to be on a high, reveling in the chaos. If this continued, Gao Rou even doubted whether she would retain any dignity as a master.

If it were up to her temper, she would have summoned her flying sword and slaughtered all the hundreds of people in front of her.

Keeping these scoundrels in the academy was a waste of resources. In the future, if they were to wander outside, they would surely cause even more harm to the cultivation world.

Zhu Yu's expression remained calm, with no hint of satisfaction, only a cold sneer.

He was not surprised by the scene unfolding before him.

Most of the junior disciples in Dormitory 103 were indeed unformed, like mud that couldn't stick to a wall. This might be true.

However, a group of the weak had a unity born from their inferiority complex. Zhu Yu was notorious for his bad reputation and poor relationships, often being looked down upon and mocked.

But Zhu Yu was also a member of the black-robed group in Dormitory 103. Gao Rou, relying on her high cultivation, wanted to expel Zhu Yu from the academy with a single word. This would inevitably stir up a sense of shared sorrow among all the lowly disciples of Dormitory 103.

In the cultivation world, strength was paramount, and the strong were respected.

Weak cultivators had no status or dignity. Normally, the entire academy saw Dormitory 103 as a target of ridicule and mockery.

Being accustomed to being despised, they had become shameless. However, deep in their hearts, there was still a thread of dignity, even if it was deeply hidden and not easily expressed, it still existed.

Even a prostitute who had been trampled by thousands had her dignity!

Gao Rou, high and mighty, a congenital cultivator, could easily destroy a junior cultivator with a single word. This had stirred up the deep-seated resentment of the lowly disciples.

With their high cultivation, they couldn't resist directly, so they could only stir up trouble and disrupt the situation, making jokes and causing chaos, just as the lowly and the weak often did to resist life.

"Be quiet! All of you, be quiet! No more noise!" Gao Rou raised her voice again.

Who among congenital cultivators was not mentally strong? Gao Rou adjusted herself slightly and made another attempt.

This time, she no longer concealed her killing intent. She stared coldly at Zhu Yu and said, "Zhu Yu, I just witnessed your magical duel with Hou Decai. Do you dare to argue? Do you think the academy's prohibitions are just for show? Furthermore, you openly challenged the master's authority and disrupted the lecture hall. What do you have to say for yourself?"

Zhu Yu remained calm, a smile still on his face. "Master Gao, what happened between Hou Decai and me was a study of the more advanced control techniques of the peach wood talisman sword. He asked me for advice, and we exchanged a few moves to study together.

The academy's prohibitions forbid disciples from dueling in the lecture hall, but they do not forbid studying and verifying spells in the lecture hall.

Moreover, I am a junior black-robed disciple and would never dare to challenge the master's authority or disrupt the lecture hall. Everyone knows that only the elite disciples in our academy dare to challenge the master's authority; we are far from qualified!"

"Hehe, hahaha..."

Naturally, someone started to laugh and cheer, and others loudly applauded.

Hou Decai, who had been slumped in his seat like a dead dog, immediately said, "Master, everything Brother Zhu said is true. Brother Zhu's use of the peach wood talisman sword is superb, and we all admire him. He often teaches us.

Brother Zhu is kind and humble, and we all respect him. How could we dare to fight with him?

This... this was just us practicing techniques..."

"Haha, good, good!" The crowd cheered again, everyone excited.

Zhu Yu being kind and humble, and everyone respecting him—was there a funnier cold joke than this?

Only someone like Hou Decai could say such classic words, and everyone wouldn't cheer and applaud?

"Scoundrels, scoundrels, you are all scoundrels!" Gao Rou's face turned green with anger. She was a noble lady, used to giving orders and being treated like a star wherever she went. When had she ever encountered such an embarrassing and difficult situation?

At this moment, she wished she could kill this hateful Zhu Yu with a single sword strike.

Seeing his calm and composed face, as if everything was under control, made her furious.

"Fine, studying the control techniques of the peach wood talisman sword is good! Since that's the case, let's discuss the use of the peach wood talisman sword today!" Gao Rou said.

She formed a hand seal, and a peach wood talisman sword several inches long appeared in her hand. All the junior disciples recognized it; it was the standard magical weapon for junior disciples in the academy.

She looked at Zhu Yu again and shouted, "Zhu Yu, come up here and demonstrate a few control techniques of the talisman sword for everyone!"

Zhu Yu's face changed. Dueling a congenital cultivator?

The entire lecture hall erupted in chaos. How could a junior cultivator possibly duel a congenital cultivator?

A single strand of divine consciousness from a congenital cultivator could turn a junior cultivator to ashes. Wasn't this a blatant case of bullying the weak?

Zhu Yu, of course, did not move. He knew his limits. Dueling a congenital cultivator, even if the opponent only used a peach wood talisman sword, was suicide.

Zhu Yu knew life was precious and would not risk his life on a whim.

"What's wrong? Afraid? You claim to be skilled in talisman sword control, but you're afraid to demonstrate for the master?" Gao Rou pressed.

Zhu Yu, however, remained unresponsive. "Master is right, I am afraid to demonstrate for the master. I fear death!"

"Haha, hehe!" The crowd laughed and cheered again, some even clapping.

Cultivators, with their noble demeanor, were all people who cared about their reputation. Who could admit to being afraid of death so boldly and confidently except Zhu Yu?

This was the typical style of Dormitory 103. High-level cultivators, with their high cultivation and numerous magical treasures, could afford to be arrogant and tough.

But low-level cultivators, who were poor and had no means to protect themselves, and whose magical weapons were often substandard, often faced life and death if they acted tough and arrogant. Who wasn't a mother's child and didn't fear death?

Gao Rou was speechless.

No matter how high her cultivation, what could she do with a shameless scoundrel?

Gao Rou despised Zhu Yu to the extreme. Fortunately, he was not a descendant of the Zhu family of the Four Great Families of the South Sea, or his words "I fear death" would have disgraced the entire family.

One couldn't be more shameless than this!

She took a deep breath and said, "Do you dare to defy the master's orders? Have you forgotten the academy's prohibitions?"

The more shameless and despicable Zhu Yu was, the less Gao Rou would let him off.

This scoundrel had even spread rumors that he had a marriage contract with her, tarnishing her reputation. If they were outside the academy, she would have killed him with a single sword strike.

Now, in the South Sea Cultivation Academy, she couldn't violate the prohibitions, but she would not let him off.

She had to deal with him today!

Zhu Yu's lips curled slightly. "Master Gao, with your high cultivation and overwhelming aura, a single strand of divine consciousness or a sword qi could end our lives. The academy's prohibitions require disciples to obey the master's orders, but they do not include the master ordering disciples to their deaths!

If necessary, I am willing to personally explain this to Elder Xing, or we can go together to reason it out!"

Gao Rou's eyes flashed with light, staring intently at Zhu Yu.

She realized that this boy was very alert and had seen through her intentions. He would not fall for her trap, and her forceful approach would not work.

Her thoughts turned, and her expression softened. "Nonsense, I am a congenital cultivator, but how could I use divine consciousness or sword qi against you? Besides, as a master, would I violate the prohibitions first? You are at the third level of the acquired stage, and I will limit my cultivation.

Today, we are studying the basic control techniques of the talisman sword, not advanced control methods!"

She paused, then continued, "We cultivators need courage and dignity. How can we be afraid before the battle even begins?"

She raised her left hand.

Zhu Yu felt a sudden lightness, then he was lifted from his seat and flown to the front of the lecture hall.

When he landed, he was face to face with Gao Rou.

Zhu Yu's face changed dramatically, and just as he was about to speak, Gao Rou did not give him the chance. She shouted, "It's starting now! Watch the talisman sword control, all disciples!"

She raised her right hand, and a talisman light flashed in her palm. The peach wood talisman sword shot out as a green light straight at Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu immediately stepped aside, raised his right hand, and a talisman light flashed in his palm. The peach wood talisman sword in his hand also shot out as a blue light.

Both moved quickly, and the two talisman swords clashed in a flurry.

The standard talisman sword of the South Sea Cultivation Academy had three sets of talisman patterns.

The simplest was the single talisman, with four basic control techniques.

Next was the double talisman, with eight control techniques.

The most complex was the triple talisman, with sixteen control techniques.

In total, there were thirty-two control techniques.

Few cultivators could master all thirty-two techniques, as the talisman sword was a marginal tool.

Low-level cultivators, lacking insight and divine consciousness, could not grasp advanced sword control techniques and had to resort to controlling the sword with talismans.

The talisman sword could never reach the true depths of sword cultivation because it could not resonate with the cultivator's heart. Advanced sword cultivation pursued the unity of man and sword, even the understanding of the Dao.

How could controlling a talisman achieve the unity of man and sword?

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