High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

"Nonsense!"

Jiang Wen walked out of the classroom with his hands behind his back, looking at the still raging pillar of wind in the sky, and walked over with a furrowed brow.

He first glanced at the perfect runes that hadn't yet dissipated in front of Li Xiwan, then looked at Shen Chang'an, and asked, "What are your names, you two?"

"Student Li Xiwan."

"Student Shen Chang'an."

The two answered truthfully.

"Show me the runes."

Jiang Wen took the talisman drawn by Li Xiwan, a rare hint of approval appearing on his usually serious face: "The structure is perfect, and the spiritual energy output is stable. Not only do you have good comprehension, but your test scores for mental strength and spiritual energy affinity should also be very high. You are a natural talent for talisman making."

After praising Li Xiwan, Jiang Wen turned to Shen Chang'an, his eyes full of confusion and doubt: "As for you... the runes are drawn correctly, but how exactly did you manage to unleash such outrageous power from a non-aggressive wind spell?"

Even if one has abundant spiritual energy, the upper limit of a low-level spell is fixed. How exaggerated must this kid's spiritual energy density be to force a basic spell into a storm?

Shen Chang'an scratched his head sheepishly: "I don't know either."

Jiang Wen didn't press further, but suddenly turned to Li Xiwan and said, "Li, now use talisman paper to draw two identical wind-blowing talismans, the more stable the better."

Li Xiwan dared not delay and immediately took out two blank sheets of yellow talisman paper and a vermilion pen from her storage bag, concentrating her mind and calming her spirit. In less than two minutes, she had drawn two wind-blowing talismans that were perfectly accurate.

He took the talisman and handed one of them to Shen Chang'an.

Then, he turned to the other freshmen in the square and waved: "Everyone, step back and move to the edge of the square!"

After everyone had left, clearing a large open space.

Jiang Wen stood about ten meters away from Shen Chang'an and said in a deep voice, "The carrying capacity of this talisman is fixed. Now, use all your strength to activate it and release it towards me. I want to see what tricks you can play with the same talisman carrier."

Upon hearing this, a glint of excitement flashed in Shen Chang'an's eyes.

This old man was, after all, a genuine sixth-realm Spirit Abyss expert. He himself had been at the fifth realm for so long, yet he hadn't yet faced a sixth-realm powerhouse head-on. Even though it was just a test with a low-grade talisman, it was a good opportunity to probe the capabilities of a sixth-realm expert!

"Teacher, please be careful."

Shen Chang'an gripped the talisman tightly, holding nothing back any longer. The vast ocean of spiritual energy within his dantian, spanning hundreds of miles, instantly surged with terrifying waves, a massive surge of spiritual energy like a burst dam flooding into the fragile talisman!

"Buzz—!"

The talisman burst forth with a dazzling blue light.

Jiang Wen's eyes narrowed, and he also crushed the talisman in his hand, instantly unleashing the pure spiritual power of the sixth realm.

"BOOM!!!"

Two streaks of blue wind collided violently in the very center of the square!

The terrifying shockwave from the collision instantly ripped the white jade floor tiles off the ground, and the rubble was swept into the storm, turning into deadly projectiles that flew everywhere!

The two gusts of wind were locked in a stalemate for less than three seconds.

Shen Chang'an's storm overwhelmed Jiang Wen's storm with overwhelming force, and crushed Jiang Wen's face!

Jiang Wen's expression changed, and he no longer cared about maintaining the demeanor of a senior expert.

He snorted coldly and slapped his right hand forward.

"boom!"

The two gusts of wind exploded completely in mid-air, then turned into chaotic air currents that scattered in all directions.

Although the gale was forcibly suppressed, Jiang Wen's once meticulously combed gray hair was still blown into a messy bird's nest by the aftershocks of the explosion, and his gray robe was also blown fluttering, making him look quite disheveled.

The entire hall fell silent; everyone was stunned.

Using a basic, low-level talisman, you managed to make a sixth-realm mentor look so disheveled.

Jiang Wen coughed twice, forcibly suppressing his shock, ran his hand through his hair haphazardly, and forced out a curt, "Not bad."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the teaching building without looking back.

"What the hell?! Where did this freak come from?! Just how vast is his spiritual sea, and how terrifying is the density of his spiritual energy, to be able to activate a broken Wind-Blowing Talisman to this extent?"

Not long after, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

Everyone was finally free. Just as Shen Chang'an and the other three reunited, Ji Lin arrived with Pei Shuyi.

"How about we have lunch together?"

"I booked a table outside, and Senior Pei is coming with us too."

Shen Chang'an rubbed his stomach; he was also hungry, so he nodded in agreement: "Okay."

......

Half an hour later, the five of them took a private car that Ji Lin had called and arrived at a high-end private restaurant near the school.

The storefront is small, but the interior is surprisingly spacious, featuring a secluded, independent Chinese courtyard. There's no main hall; instead, there are only private dining rooms offering excellent privacy. The dishes are top-tier private cuisine, customized for each person, emphasizing both expense and tranquility.

After taking their seats, the group ate and chatted.

Pei Shuyi's gaze fell on Shen Chang'an, still full of curiosity about what had happened in class: "Junior Shen, how did you do that in the square just now? The runes were clearly the same low-level ones, and even if you poured in more spiritual power, they should be almost the same."

Shen Chang'an picked up his chopsticks and casually made up an excuse: "Maybe it's because I have a large amount of spiritual energy reserves and the nature of my spiritual energy is quite domineering. It's a kind of personal talent."

Seeing that he was unwilling to elaborate, Pei Shuyi smiled knowingly and did not press him further.

He took a bite of rice, turned to look at Pei Shuyi, and asked, "Senior Pei, I heard from Ji Lin that you're a second-year graduate student now? I always thought that cultivators of the Zhenye Division just went through the motions of four years of university, and were directly assigned to various branches for fieldwork after graduation. How come some of them are pursuing graduate studies?"

Upon hearing this question, a helpless, bitter smile flashed across Pei Shuyi's gentle face.

"You are special admissions students, so your situation is different."

Pei Shuyi put down her chopsticks and explained softly.

"Actually, I entered the School of Economics and Management at Shanghai University through the regular college entrance examination. It wasn't until my freshman year that, due to some coincidences, I was specially recruited into the Night Town Division's civilian reserve force, which brought me into contact with the world of cultivation."

"I only started cultivating at the age of eighteen, which was too late, and I don't have much talent in cultivation."

Pei Shuyi shook her head self-deprecatingly.

"I'm twenty-four years old now, and I've only barely managed to reach the initial stage of the second realm. Sending me to fight monsters would be like sending me to be food. So I can only choose to continue my postgraduate studies, hoping that after graduation I can get a stable job in the logistics or clerical department of the Night Town Division with my higher education."