The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

Fang Zhou looked down at the warm jade pendant in his hand, then glanced in the direction Ye Ninghan had left.

The figure in blue was nowhere to be seen outside the courtyard gate; only the white flowers on the vines swayed gently in the afternoon breeze.

Fang Zhou felt that he had wasted the past eighteen years of his life. In both his past and present lives, no one had ever treated him with such an attitude.

In his imagined scenario, after the annulment of the engagement, he embarks on a solo journey of revenge, slapping faces and leveling up along the way, eventually reaching the top of the world. He might have a few brothers and confidantes by his side, but no one would ever treat him like this, as it touched a blind spot in his life.

Spiritual patterns spread out from the jade pendant, flowing erratically across its surface.

Fang Zhou probed it with his spiritual power, and a complete information about the cultivation technique flooded into his mind.

The movement technique is called "No Trace".

This movement technique is divided into three levels. The first level, "body shift," involves gathering spiritual energy under the feet in a specific way and using it to move sideways at a speed so fast that it leaves an afterimage in place.

The second level, "Concealed Aura," blends one's aura with the surrounding environment, using footwork to change position, making it difficult for the opponent to lock onto.

The third level, "Invisibility," involves moving so fast that one is completely silent and invisible when exerting full power that the naked eye can hardly detect it.

However, this movement technique was not very useful to him.

The movement technique "Human Emperor Step" that he created when he broke through to the Dharma Aspect Realm was enough for him. With a thought, he could shrink the earth to an inch and be close to the ends of the earth.

However, Ye Ninghan had clearly put a lot of thought into choosing this movement technique, and ordinary teenagers would indeed be unable to resist such a powerful movement technique.

She probably went to great lengths to get him to focus on his cultivation.

Moonshadow Cat peeked out from the bedroom, glanced at him, and then retreated back inside.

Fang Zhou walked to the table and sat down, carefully studying the cultivation technique from beginning to end.

He could learn the basics after reading it once, and master it after practicing it once. This is the result of his hard work and dedication.

Now that the sweat has dried, it's time to get some sleep.

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The next morning, Fang Zhou was woken up again by the Moon Shadow Cat.

The fluffy creature had somehow slipped onto his bed again, lying on his chest, its tail swishing against his chin.

Fang Zhou reached out and pushed it aside, then sat up.

The sky outside the window had just begun to brighten, and Cheng'an City was shrouded in a thin layer of morning mist, with the faint sound of the school bells echoing in the distance.

He remembered that Ye Ninghan had said yesterday that she had already spoken to the school.

Although he no longer needed to worry about participating in the sect's assessment, Ye Ninghan clearly felt that reading more books would be beneficial for him, and conveniently arranged things for him at the academy as well.

That's how she does things. She makes arrangements and then notifies you. You can do it if you want, or she won't force you if you don't.

Fang Zhou didn't have any objections to this. Anyway, he was idle in the small building, so there was no harm in going to the school to take a look.

After settling Hakimi in, Fang Zhou felt reassured as he assumed that since Hakimi was a spirit beast, it wouldn't run away.

The mornings at Cheng'an Academy were even more bustling than the marketplace. When Fang Zhou arrived at the gate, a group of boys and girls dressed in plain school robes were walking into the school in twos and threes, some carrying books and others munching on breakfast they had bought from street stalls.

Fang Zhou mingled into the crowd and went inside, found the school's registration desk, and gave his name.

The registering officer flipped through the register, looked up at him again, and then handed him a set of academic robes and a class schedule.

Cheng Wenyuan stood at the entrance of the main building of the academy, holding an introductory textbook on formations. He greeted Fang Zhou with a smile, "Brother Fang, you've arrived. Senior Sister Ye told me yesterday that you haven't attended the academy before, so she asked me to show you around the courses here."

Fang Zhou smiled and thanked him.

Ye Ninghan even considered his feelings, and specially asked Cheng Wenyuan to guide him, instead of leaving him alone and helpless among a group of boys and girls who were five or six years younger than him.

Cheng Wenyuan led him on a tour of the school.

Fang Zhou had already seen the classrooms, training grounds, library, and meditation room yesterday, but with Cheng Wenyuan's explanation today, the details became much clearer.

The school's curriculum is divided into three categories: literature, science, and martial arts.

Literature classes taught literacy, reading, historical anecdotes, and principles of conduct; science classes taught arithmetic, natural philosophy, and astronomy and geography; and martial arts classes taught basic martial arts moves and methods for strengthening the body.

"Brother Fang's foundation in cultivation is definitely not a problem," Cheng Wenyuan said, looking at the timetable. "Martial arts classes should be very easy for you; the main focus should be on literature and science classes. You didn't attend school when you were young, so you might need to brush up on some basic things."

Fang Zhou nodded resignedly. Even in another world, he couldn't escape the fate of going to school.

The school only has classes in the morning, and students usually choose to attend two or three classes.

Fang Zhou thought about it and decided to give it a try, since he didn't have to pay tuition anyway.

The first class was a literature class. Fang Zhou was assigned to sit in the last row of the classroom. The average age of the teenagers around him was no more than thirteen, and their cultivation level was not even at the Body Tempering Realm.

Without changing his expression, he opened the book in front of him, glanced at a couple of pages, and discovered it was an introductory textbook.

He silently closed the book and began to stare blankly.

However, he soon discovered that the content of the literature class was not entirely what he had thought.

The old monk who taught had gray hair and spoke slowly and methodically.

"Do not bully the weak, do not fawn on the powerful. There are things you should do, and things you should not do." The old cultivator stood on the platform with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the young people in the hall. "These fifteen words are the admonitions left by the third generation sect leader of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect."

Many of you will become cultivators in the future. Once you have cultivation and status, it will be easy for you to forget what kind of people you were originally.

However, disciples of the Wansheng Sect, no matter how high their cultivation level or how important their status, will intervene when they see injustice.

When you see the weak being bullied, you should intervene. This isn't some lofty virtue; it's a person's most basic principle.

Fang Zhou leaned back in his chair, straightening his posture slightly. Cheng Wenyuan had said something similar yesterday by the martial arts arena, but the old cultivator had put it more bluntly.

"Some of you may not become disciples of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect in the future; you may just go back and live as ordinary people."

This lesson will be equally useful to you, because whether you are a monk or an ordinary person, you are first and foremost a human being.

Everyone needs to be literate, otherwise they won't understand the rules; they need to know basic astronomy and geography, otherwise they won't be able to find their way home; they need to learn arithmetic and bookkeeping, otherwise they'll be cheated and end up helping others count their money; they need to be physically strong, able to run and jump, so that if someone bullies them, they have the strength to run away, and if they can't run away, they have the strength to fight back.

The following science lesson covered basic mathematics and common sense about astronomy and geography.

The middle-aged nun in the catechism class drew a simple star chart on the blackboard, talking about the twenty-eight constellations, the four seasons, and extending to practical skills for finding directions in the wild.

Fang Zhou had studied astronomy more systematically in her previous life, but listening to her reinterpret the stars from the perspective of cultivation was quite interesting.

But during the martial arts class, something unexpected happened.

For some unknown reason, a boy started shouting.