42: Crazy involution students

On Kunlun Mountain's peak, the Academy's teaching had entered a regular rhythm.

Thursday afternoon, Immortal Cultivation knowledge public class.

Two hundred new students gathered in the largest teaching hall, and Li Heng's figure appeared on the podium.

After a week of high-intensity specialized courses, the students' faces all showed varying degrees of fatigue, but their spirits were higher than ever.

"I know many of you are eager to learn Sword Control, Thunder Magic, and those seemingly powerful Divine Abilities."

Li Heng spoke, without a single wasted word.

"But I want to tell you, Divine Abilities are techniques, they are branches and leaves. Your understanding of this world is the Dao, it is the Foundation."

"If the Foundation is not firm, the earth will shake."

"Starting today, every Thursday afternoon, for four hours, I will teach you the common knowledge of the Immortal Realm, theories, and various situations you will encounter in the future."

He paused, scanning the entire hall.

"I know this is boring, but it's a compulsory course. Only by combining theory with practice can you go further."

Below the stage, most students were completely bewildered, with only a few, such as Xie Wangsheng in the corner, appearing thoughtful.

And on the Sword Cultivation Department's side, Lin Xiao's back was ramrod straight; he completely agreed with Li Heng's view.

His family's ancient texts also recorded that a tree without roots and water without a source are ultimately castles in the air.

In this class, Li Heng spoke about the attribute classification of Spiritual Qi, the initial Ranks of demons, and the Heart Demon, which Cultivators fear most.

Four hours passed in a flash.

When the bell for the end of the class rang, the students still felt a lingering sense of unfulfillment.

"It's over already? I feel like I just started to grasp something."

"What the Principal taught is much more interesting than those basic movements in our specialized classes."

"Don't even mention it, my hand is about to break from holding the sword. I really want to learn something powerful quickly."

The students discussed in twos and threes, leaving the teaching hall, their words filled with a longing for greater power... Friday afternoon.

Li Heng finished handling some miscellaneous Academy affairs, checked the time, and felt it was time to let this group of hyped-up students relax a bit.

He took out his phone and opened the WeChat group named [First Class of Kunlun Cultivation Academy Freshmen].

His finger tapped on the screen.

[Li Heng - Principal]: All courses for this week have ended. The weekend is for rest. Everyone, relax a bit. Work-life balance is the long-term Dao. Absolutely avoid over-Cultivating and damaging your Foundation.

The message was sent.

Li Heng leaned back in his chair, imagining the students cheering with joy upon seeing the holiday notice.

However.

In the WeChat group, after he sent the message, there was a thirty-second silence.

Immediately after, the screen was instantly flooded.

[Liu Lian - Sword Cultivator]: ???

[Liu Lian - Sword Cultivator]: No way, Principal! It's already holiday? I haven't even mastered holding my sword yet! Request for overtime!

[Han Li - Talisman]: What is rest? Can it be eaten? I feel like I can do another three hundred squats! Principal, give us extra lessons! I want to become stronger!

[Li Qingyuan - Spell Cultivator]: I don't want to rest! Please, Principal, open one more class! Any class will do!

[Wang Qiang - Sword Cultivator]: @Liu Lian You sissy, you struggle to hold a sword, and you still have the nerve to speak! Principal, ignore him, we want to have class!

[Liu Lian - Sword Cultivator]: @Wang Qiang What do you know! This is called tempering the Dao Heart! Have the guts to spar this weekend?

Messages popped up one after another, quickly reaching 99+.

In the entire group, two hundred students, except for a very few who weren't looking at their phones, were almost all wailing.

The scene was completely different from what Li Heng had envisioned.

Not a single person was happy about the arrival of the weekend.

[Lin Xiao - Sword Cultivator]: @Li Heng - Principal Principal, with the resurgence of demons imminent, we dare not be complacent in the slightest. We earnestly request the Principal to arrange courses; we will not disappoint you!

[Xie Wangsheng - Formation]: Seconded.

[Zhang Qiqi - Spell Cultivator]: Seconded + 1

[Lu Miaomiao - Body Refining]: Seconded + 10086

[All Members]: Principal! Please! Add more classes!!!

Li Heng held his phone, a bit stunned.

What was going on?

These little brats, were they poisoned?

He gave them a holiday, and they weren't happy about it?

He had lived for so many years, and this was the first time he had seen students actively ask teachers to extend class and work overtime.

And it was a collective request!

He originally thought the courses he arranged were already 'intense' enough, but he didn't expect this group of students to be even fiercer than him. They were going to 'out-compete' themselves to death!

"Are young people nowadays all so reckless?"

Li Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Of course, he couldn't really go to class on the weekend; instructors also needed to rest.

But looking at the 'emojis' in the group, eagerly awaiting, he couldn't completely ignore them.

This passion for Cultivation must be protected.

He pondered for a moment, then tapped on the screen again.

[Li Heng - Principal]: The course schedule remains unchanged.

The group instantly erupted in wails.

"It's over, no hope."

"My heart aches, I feel like I missed out on several hundred million."

But Li Heng's next message made the entire group chat boil over again.

[Li Heng - Principal]: However, starting this week, the Academy's library, basic Cultivation grounds, gravity chambers, pill refining rooms, and artifact forging workshops will be open to everyone twenty-four hours a day on weekends.

[Li Heng - Principal]: All facilities can be exchanged using Contribution Points.

[Li Heng - Principal]: I have said all I need to say. I hope you all make the most of it.

After sending, Li Heng immediately put his phone on silent.

And the WeChat group had completely exploded.

"Holy crap!!"

"Long live the Principal!!"

"Brothers! What are we waiting for! To the library! All-nighter tonight!"

"All Body Refining cultivators, don't fight me for the gravity chamber! I'm going to book it for the night!"

"Hahaha, this weekend will be the start of my overtaking in the curve!"

...Weekend, night.

Li Heng did not rest but patrolled the Academy.

He wanted to see if those little fellows were really as enthusiastic as they claimed.

The sight before him, as it turned out, pleased him greatly.

Inside the huge library, the lights were bright, and every seat was occupied.

Students either held Jade Slips, meditated with closed eyes, or discussed in low voices; the learning atmosphere was so thick that even the Spiritual Qi seemed to become more active.

On the distant public Cultivation grounds, it was even more lively.

Students from the Magic Cultivation Department were clumsily practicing Water Control Techniques and Fireball Spells.

"It's off! It's off! Li Qingyuan, your water is almost splashing on my face!"

"Ah ah ah, I'm sorry!"

"Han Li! You big oaf! I told you Talisman Cultivators shouldn't come to our Spell Cultivator's territory to join the fun!"

"I'm observing! Observing, understand? Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated!"

On the other side, on the Sword Cultivation Department's grounds.

Liu Lian was gritting his teeth, holding his sword in an extremely standard posture, sweat dripping from his chin onto the ground.

Not far away, Wang Qiang's posture was equally standard, and he occasionally cast provocative glances.

"How about it? Can't hold on anymore? Why don't you surrender now, call me Brother Qiang, and I'll let you off."

"Heh, it's not certain who will collapse first," Liu Lian squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

Li Heng's figure was hidden in the shadows, watching all of this.

He then walked to the entrance of the gravity chamber.

Through the specially made crystal window, he saw Lin Xiao, alone, struggling to swing the wooden sword in his hand under five times gravity.

Each swing, he used all his strength.

Each swing, he was drenched in sweat.

All the students, with the greatest enthusiasm, were diligently Cultivating.

There was no laziness here, no slack.

Only endless competition and an infinite longing for power.

"Not bad."

Li Heng murmured to himself.

This was the Kunlun Cultivation Academy he wanted.