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

The next morning, Fang Zhou carried Xiao Yue out of the courtyard gate.

Arrogance hadn't even arrived at the Ten Thousand Saints Sect yet, and having nothing better to do, he decided to take a stroll around the sect.

After all, he had been in the Myriad Saints Sect for so long, and he didn't even know what a disciple of the Myriad Saints Sect was supposed to do every day. It was quite funny to think about.

Fang Zhou followed the guidance of the disciple token to a building.

This is where Chengdao Peak teaches newly initiated disciples; each floor has a different classroom.

From the basics of guiding qi into the body, to explanations of various stages, and even introductory teachings on all sorts of cultivation arts.

"Hey, Fang Zhou."

Lin Shuangshuang saw him and greeted him.

"Why are you here? I thought you wouldn't be back to the sect for a few more days."

At this moment, Lin Shuangshuang was wearing the standard disciple uniform. Although the sect did not have many requirements for the disciples' attire, Lin Shuangshuang, who had graduated from the academy, was still used to wearing her uniform when attending classes.

"I can't help it, I just love learning."

Fang Zhou smiled and carefully examined Lin Shuangshuang.

"As for you, how come you haven't broken through to the Body Tempering stage after all this time? Luo Chuan has already surpassed you."

"Ha, he started cultivating so much earlier than me, it's normal for him to surpass me, right?"

Lin Shuangshuang breathed on Fang Zhou,

"That guy broke through to the Body Tempering stage so quickly, how can I catch up?"

Fang Zhou looked at Lin Shuangshuang's panting and smiled mischievously.

"Didn't he tell you? He was able to cultivate so quickly entirely thanks to me."

Lin Shuangshuang's eyes widened. She knew that although Fang Zhou was petty and liked to tease people, he didn't seem to have ever told a lie.

"No way, you actually have this skill? Weren't you only at the Profound Core stage?"

"You underestimate me."

Fang Zhou sighed, looking at Lin Shuangshuang with pity.

"It's a pity you haven't embarked on cultivation after all this time, otherwise you would know just how terrifying my unparalleled talent truly is."

Lin Shuangshuang chuckled.

"Who doesn't know the most dazzling tomorrow in the world?"

"Has this matter not been resolved yet?"

Fang Zhou touched Xiao Yue somewhat awkwardly. Although he was indeed quite outstanding, this description could even be considered modest.

But hearing it from someone else still makes me feel a little ashamed.

Lin Shuangshuang looked at Fang Zhou's expression and waved her hand with a smile.

"Never mind, I'm not talking to you anymore, I have to go to class."

"Okay, go ahead. If you really can't learn it, come find me. I'll teach you until you master it."

Fang Zhou glanced around and saw that most of the disciples had entered the classroom, so he waved to Lin Shuangshuang.

"I don't need you to teach me, I will definitely learn it on my own."

Lin Shuangshuang waved her fist at Fang Zhou, then walked into a classroom that explained how to guide qi into the body.

After a while, Fang Zhou also walked over to the classroom and listened for a bit.

The lecturer was a steward from Chengdao Peak, a Dao Nascent Soul cultivator, similar to Fang Chongshan.

"Actually, drawing qi into the body isn't difficult, but most of you don't have spiritual roots. So, if you want to draw qi into your body and embark on cultivation without the help of external objects, you'll have to put in a lot more effort."

The steward glanced at Fang Zhou outside but didn't pay him any attention.

He continued to explain the method of guiding qi into the body for those without spiritual roots, since those with some aptitude had already successfully guided qi into their bodies and gone to other classes.

Fang Zhou listened to the deacon's explanation and nodded silently.

This steward actually has some merit; as expected of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, he actually came up with such a simple method.

Anyone who follows along and practices should be able to successfully guide qi into their body.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhou looked at Lin Shuangshuang with pity, then turned and left with Xiaoyue in his arms.

Maybe I'm being too picky. Perhaps Lin Shuangshuang isn't that bad after all.

Fang Zhou then took Xiao Yue for a stroll around. The classrooms that were specifically for explaining cultivation were full of disciples.

Some classes that specialize in teaching various skills and arts have a few students attending, but others are completely deserted.

Fang Zhou curiously walked into a classroom without any disciples, where an old deacon sat upright on the platform.

His eyes lit up when he saw Fang Zhou walk in.

"Disciple, are you here to attend the lecture?"

Fang Zhou, holding Xiao Yue, looked at the deacon and asked with some curiosity:

"Excuse me, what is this place about? I came in to take a look since no one was around."

The old deacon smiled and looked at Fang Zhou.

"What my wife is talking about is very simple: fishing."

"fishing?"

Fang Zhou was full of questions. What was there to talk about? Was he talking about fishing in another sense?

Fang Zhou became interested, found a seat, put Xiao Yue aside, and looked at the old deacon on the podium.

"This disciple is all ears."

The old deacon smiled even more warmly when he saw Fang Zhou sit down.

He took out a fishing rod and began to explain to Fang Zhou how to fish.

It really is just fishing in the literal sense, but even so, no one should have come.

Shouldn't there be a lot of anglers?

Fang Zhou continued listening with questions in mind. After the old deacon finished talking about the fishing rod, he talked about the bait.

Seeing that the old deacon was about to continue speaking, Fang Zhou quickly interrupted him.

"Um, after you've said so much, are all these things really that useful?"

The old deacon immediately puffed out his beard and glared.

"Let me tell you, although I've never caught a big fish, I've caught a dragon—a dragon that most people can't even catch!"

Seeing the old deacon's obvious anxiety, Fang Zhou understood.

It seems like you can't catch any fish; no wonder no one comes to class.

However, catching a dragon seems pretty impressive, and I think a lot of people would be interested in it.

Seeing Fang Zhou stunned, the old deacon assumed he didn't believe him and became extremely anxious.

He took out a huge snake bone, ten meters long, from his storage ring and placed it in front of Fang Zhou.

The snake bones were pure white, with a faint spiritual light flowing through them, and even a trace of dragon might remained at the joints.

"Look, these are the bones left behind by the dragon I caught back then! If you still don't believe me, I can take you to see the place where I fished."

Fang Zhou looked at the snake bone, and his vision went black. It turned out to be a snake.

He sensed a trace of the dragon's might, which was at most a small snake with some dragon blood.

But he didn't expose him; instead, he clapped his hands in agreement.

"I didn't expect you to actually be telling the truth."

The old deacon stroked his beard, his face full of smugness, and put away the snake bone, saying in a slightly expectant tone:

"How about it? Interested in trying your hand with this old man? Anyway, nobody comes to this class, and my fishing rod can catch more than just ordinary fish."

Fang Zhou glanced at the enthusiastic old deacon and shook his head in refusal.

"Never mind, I'm not really interested in fishing."

The old deacon sighed and looked at Fang Zhou.

"Actually, fishing is quite fun. The sect has us offer courses that don't really help with cultivation, but that's to help you understand that life isn't just about cultivation. You can better comprehend the Great Dao by enjoying life appropriately."

Even if you say that, I still won't go.

Fang Zhou remained expressionless. What was he going to do? Fish for snakes?

Fang Zhou, carrying Xiao Yue, bid farewell to the old deacon and left, leaving the old deacon standing on the podium.

"No way, I'm going fishing again. I refuse to believe I'll come back empty-handed this time."

The old deacon looked around and then disappeared, leaving the classroom empty.