I flew on a sword at the magic academy

Chapter 30 Flying Standing Up

"My good disciple, you always have the most clever ideas. Tell me, what is the safest way to deal with the seven reclusive patriarchs of the Shangqing Sect?" The Qingxu Sect Leader narrowed his deep eyes into slits, looking at Shi Daohan with a half-smile.

Upon hearing this, Shi Daohan jumped up and yelled, "What kind of international joke is this? Even you big shots wouldn't dare to bear the consequences, and you want me to bear them? Is this how a master harms his own disciple?"

"You are the eldest disciple of Mount Shu, so it doesn't matter who bears the consequences, does it?" Sect Leader Qingxu said with a wicked smile.

"Alright, stop scaring her."

An elder slapped the Qingxu Sect Leader on the head, then looked at Shi Daohan and said, "You young people are quick-witted. Think about whether there's a way to both avoid making enemies with the Shangqing Sect and shut the Zhenfu Division up?"

Shi Daohan stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "For a cultivator, the punishment of crippling his bones and removing his collarbone is far too severe. Moreover, the seven reclusive patriarchs of the Shangqing Sect killed the demons of the Hundred-Eyed Cave in public only because their sect leader was murdered, and they couldn't suppress their murderous intent for a moment..."

"How about this: let them seal their cultivation, then draw a boundary for them to confine themselves within. This way, they can indirectly achieve the punishment of abolishing their meridians. Moreover, as reclusive ancestors, they rarely move around in this world. Drawing a boundary for them to imprison themselves is not an excessive request, and I think they can accept it."

After hearing Shi Daohan's idea, Sect Leader Qingxu found it very feasible and turned to the several patriarch-level figures: "What do you think?"

"Self-imposed confinement and restricting one's cultivation? It's a moderate approach, I think it's feasible."

The elders stroked their beards and nodded.

"Alright, I'll contact the leaders of each sect now. If they have no objections, then let's do as Daohan says." The Qingxu Sect Leader's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, and then he looked at Shi Daohan with some surprise.

"Why are you still here? Go do what you're supposed to be doing and don't disturb our meeting."

Shi Daohan rolled her eyes and said speechlessly, "Fine, fine, you've lost your love, and now you're starting to complain that your precious disciple is in your way."

"Stop with the nonsense, remember to keep an eye on the Immortal in the Pot's tomb, and contact us immediately if there's any sign of trouble!"

"knew!"

Shi Daohan's slender, jade-like hand swept across the illusory figures in front of her, and the illusory figures of the Qingxu Sect Leader and several elders of Shushan disappeared.

"The Adoran Codex, revered as a treasure by the Western magical world, let me see what makes you so remarkable."

Shi Daohan sat cross-legged on the bed, with the sheepskin scroll laid horizontally on his lap.

After all, it is a different form of writing, and the Divine Script was created temporarily by several ancestors and the Qingxu Sect Leader. It still has many flaws and shortcomings, and it is still a bit awkward and difficult to read. However, at least we can understand what is written on this parchment scroll.

As she had expected, the parchment was not the complete Adoram Bible, but only a single page, and it appeared to be copied rather than an original.

The above content can be divided into three parts: one part talks about the life experience of the author of the Adoran Bible, another part contains twenty kinds of profound magic that include natural elements such as wind, fire, water, earth, and wood, and the last part contains three forbidden spells.

The author of the Adoran Codex was named Ryzek, one of the most outstanding magicians in Western history.

From a shepherd boy in the Alps to a great magician who has been remembered throughout history and was granted titles by multiple empires, his life story can be described as legendary.

Shi Daohan's gaze was focused on the contents of the parchment scroll, which contained more than twenty kinds of profound magic that included natural elements such as wind, fire, earth, wood, and water.

Unlike the low-level magic she had learned before, the magic on the parchment scrolls used the forces of nature in a much more sophisticated way.

Shi Daohan was immersed in a mysterious state, with auspicious rays of light flowing around her, making her appear ethereal and otherworldly.

It wasn't until the next morning, when Kalman went up the mountain to offer incense, that she snapped out of her state of enlightenment.

"Why are you up so early today? Did you not sleep all night again?" Shi Daohan changed into her academy uniform and walked out of her bedroom.

"Today is flight lesson, I can't be late." Kalman said without turning his head, bowing and offering incense to each of the statues in the ancestral hall.

"Flying?" Shi Daohan asked in confusion. Such a simple thing, why is there a separate course for it?

She still remembered how the Qingxu Sect Leader had simply grabbed her by the back of the neck and thrown her onto the sword, letting it carry her flying wildly through the sky. He even said that it didn't matter if she fell, as her fellow disciples from the Medicine Cultivation Department were there to ensure she wouldn't die. That's how she learned to fly on a sword for the first time in such a muddled way.

Later, as her cultivation level increased, she could now ride the wind and fly through the air without needing to fly on a sword.

"Go by yourself, I don't need to learn that."

Shi Daohan sat on the steps in front of the palace, propping her cheek with one hand. She couldn't possibly fly on a broomstick; it would be too ridiculous and undignified. If her fellow disciples from Shu Mountain found out, they would laugh at her for a whole year!

"No way!" Kalman blurted out.

"Why?" Shi Daohan raised an eyebrow.

Kalman looked at her earnestly: "I can only understand what you say; I don't quite understand what the professors say."

Shi Daohan laughed and said, "So you can't do without me, huh?"

"Yes!" Kalman nodded seriously.

Seeing him like this, Shi Daohan couldn't refuse. He got up, summoned his natal flying sword, and took him to Bi Xici's residence.

An open-air plaza within the courtyard of the Bixi Ci Mansion was already filled with people. Looking around, one could see that they were all wearing black magic robes, and there were probably more than two hundred students.

Because Shi Daohan's uniform was specially made, she stood out like a crane among chickens in the crowd.

"Professor William is here, stand at attention!"

As Kalman tidied his hair and robes, he gently nudged Shi Daohan, who was lost in thought, beside him.

[Fine, I'll just go along with him.]

Shi Daohan shook his body and symbolically straightened his robes.

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties came to the front of the crowd. His face was as if it had been carved by a knife, with three-dimensional features. His thick, messy hair, like weeds in the wind, made him look like a lion, giving people a feeling that he was not someone to be trifled with.

"Pfft"

Seeing Professor William's unique hairstyle, Shi Daohan couldn't help but laugh out loud for a moment, but quickly stopped herself.

Professor William glanced at her and began handing out brooms to each student.

Shi Daohan looked at the broom in his hand and didn't think there was anything special about it. He weighed it in his hand a few times and found it to be light and easy to handle, just an ordinary piece of wood.

Professor William explained many things to pay attention to when flying before letting the students ride on brooms.

"It's okay if you fail on your first try, just be careful."

Professor William gave repeated instructions before finally telling the students the incantation for flying and letting them try to fly on their own.

One by one, the young students rode on broomsticks, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation.

Throughout this process, Professor William kept an eye on Shi Daohan, noticing that she was looking left and right with the broom in her hand, but did not ride it like the other students.

"Have you forgotten the flight spell?" Professor William walked over.

"no."

Shi Daohan shook his head, looked at the broom in his hand, and then at the students around him who had already mounted their brooms.

"So, it has to be this way to fly?"

Professor William's eyes flashed with confusion as he asked, "Everyone flies like this, is there anything wrong with it?"

In his mind, since ancient times, people have always flown on broomsticks. What else could they be like?

"I want to try something different," Shi Daohan said.

Professor William had a bad feeling, but he was also curious about the different approach that Shi Daohan had mentioned. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and agreed to let her try it.

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"Head of the Department of Medicine, Donaldson!"

Professor William stormed into the college mansion of Headmaster Donaldson in a rage.

"I'm quitting! I simply can't teach this class anymore!"

"What's wrong?" Dean Donaldson put down his coffee and looked at Professor William with a blank expression.

"That exchange student from the East, do you know what she did in my class?"

When Shi Daohan was mentioned, Professor William became so angry that he trembled, and his long, messy hair moved wildly even without wind.

Dean Donaldson shook his head, thinking that the flight class probably wouldn't do anything too outrageous or excessive.

"She flew on a broomstick in my class! Who has ever flown like that before? She has completely betrayed the original intention of the God of Magic!" Professor William almost roared in protest.

In the words of Eastern China, what Shi Daohan did was utterly rebellious.

"It's not as serious as you say. As far as I know, the ways of flying in the Eastern China are varied and different from those in the West. Most people fly on swords, and flying on broomsticks is probably just a matter of habit." Dean Donaldson spoke slowly, not thinking it was anything excessive.

Does that mean we can't do things that no one has done before?

"It's one thing for her to do it herself, but she also enthusiastically went to teach other students, and now all those students are flying on broomsticks just like her. How am I supposed to teach this flying lesson? Is she the professor or am I?"

Thinking back to that scene, Professor William was filled with indignation and felt lost for the first time about his teaching career.

"As times change, we must also keep pace with the times. Only by daring to innovate can we make progress. We cannot simply stick to the old ways," said Dean Donaldson.

"Headmaster, do you really think what she did was right?" Professor William looked at Headmaster Donaldson with disbelief.

"Like I just said, does that mean that just because no one has tried it before, others aren't allowed to try it?"

After a pause, Headmaster Donaldson chuckled and continued, "And don't you think flying on a broomstick is way cooler than us riding on them?"

……

On the plaza of the Hishiji Academy, a group of students stood on brooms and flew low. Since it was their first time trying it, their bodies swayed from side to side and it was difficult for them to maintain their balance. However, everyone's face was filled with excitement and joy.

"Did you see Professor William's face just now? I felt like his head was about to burst into flames!"

"After class just now, I saw him head towards Headmaster Donaldson's residence. Do you think he went to complain to the headmaster?"

"So what? Isn't flying while standing up way cooler than flying on a horse?"

"That's right, I'd rather fly standing up than riding a horse. Not only is the posture awkward, but it's also uncomfortable on my butt!"

The first-grade students in the courtyard of Bixi Cifu all followed behind Shi Daohan, becoming her little fans, all wanting to learn more from her.

After finishing the flight lesson, today's class was over. Shi Daohan shook off the group of little admirers behind him and returned to Jingyue Lake with Kalman.

"I'm going out for a bit later. You stay here and run the hot pot restaurant. If anyone asks you where I'm going, just say I'm resting on the mountain, understand?" Shi Daohan earnestly instructed Kalman, deciding to go to the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum again.

"You're going out? Outside Horagaka Academy? Isn't the academy isolated from the outside world? Why are you...?"

Kalman fired off a barrage of questions, which Shi Daohan interrupted.

"Why ask so many questions? Just remember not to tell anyone that I'm not at the academy, including George and Locke. Don't mention it to them at all."

Seeing Shi Daohan's serious expression, Kalman swallowed back the question he was asking and nodded solemnly, saying, "I understand. If anyone asks where you went, I'll say you were resting on the mountain."

"Hmm, this child is teachable." Shi Daohan nodded in satisfaction.

With Cardinal Wan's help, she successfully slipped out of Horagaca College and sped through the primeval forest, eventually stopping on the summit of a mountain.

This place is only a few miles away from the Demon Emperor's mausoleum. Looking into the distance, one can clearly see that in that direction, a radiant light shines, and an ancient and solemn castle floats in the sky. There are many figures there, and it is unknown how many forces and families have gathered there.

"Sizzle sizzle"

The sound of something cutting through the air could be heard from time to time, and powerful figures would occasionally ride long rainbows across the sky, heading towards the location of the ancient castle.

A rumbling sound came, and the sky trembled.

A luxurious carriage swept across the sky, exuding an aura of menace. It was cast entirely from gold and adorned with numerous colorful jewels and jades, pulled by a nine-headed azure dragon.

In the distance, people from various factions and families couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Another important person has arrived!

Many people changed color, but the Laurent family members showed joy.

The nine-headed azure dragon pulled the luxurious and dignified carriage, soaring through the clouds, and finally stopped in front of the Laurent family.

(End of this chapter)