Lin Ye listened with intense focus, rapidly absorbing this brand-new knowledge and constructing a complete theoretical frawork in his mind.
Chang Siming paused and smiled, a hint of embarrassnt on his face.
"I’m getting a bit ahead of myself. I forgot you are all the best of the best. You must know these fundantal theories like the back of your hand. I suppose I was showing off a little."
The mont he finished speaking, Zhang Daoxuan, a gentle smile on his face, spoke up.
"You’re being too modest, Teacher. The greatest truths are the simplest, and reviewing the old helps one learn the new. Your explanation was profound yet easy to understand, and it has cleared up many questions that have troubled for a long ti. I’ve learned a great deal."
Chang Siming smiled and nodded at his words.
Whether it was the strange incense or the ethereal music, the tense, hostile atmosphere from the morning had completely vanished.
In its place was an air of unprecedented harmony and scholarly peace.
"In that case, let’s move on to today’s main topic."
"The Spirit Observation Skill I’ve brought for you all today is, in fact, a picture."
"Its na is the *Candlelight Illuminating the Nine Netherworld Map*."
When those six words left Chang Siming’s lips, Lin Ye distinctly felt the air in the entire ditation Hall seem to freeze for an instant.
"This picture is the original that my ancestor, Chang Weiting, personally witnessed in an ancient ruin within the Celestial Abyss Seventh World."
"My ancestor speculated that the original picture was very likely a genuine work left behind by a Realm Master Level being."
Realm Master!
Lin Ye’s heart skipped a beat.
This was another brand-new term he had never encountered before.
"After returning to Earth, my ancestor spent several years attempting to reproduce the picture from mory. The final result was this *Candlelight Illuminating the Nine Netherworld Map*."
"My ancestor once said that he reaped endless benefits from a single glance at the original, his very soul receiving imnse nourishnt."
"Although the version he reproduced has lost nine-tenths of the original’s spiritual nature and Dao essence, it is more than sufficient for helping students new to the martial path temper their Spirit and lay a solid foundation."
"Therefore, he selflessly gifted this reproduction to the Ninghai Military command, hoping it would help our Great Xia cultivate more rising talents."
Chang Siming’s words were delivered calmly, but they sent shockwaves through everyone’s hearts.
Lin Ye’s heart was filled with both shock and admiration.
’What terrifying grade must the original picture possess, to be able to grant endless benefits to even a peak expert at the Martial Saint Level?’
’High-grade Heaven-rank?’
’It was probably completely beyond Earth’s current system for classifying cultivation techniques.’
As for his admiration, that was naturally for Martial Saint Chang Weiting, a man he had never t.
To willingly share such a priceless treasure—such magnanimity and character commanded deep respect.
"Such nobility, Instructor!"
Zhang Daoxuan took a deep breath, stood up, and gave Chang Siming a deep bow.
This bow was not just for Chang Siming, but for the Great Xia Martial Saint who had the nation’s best interests at heart.
"Such nobility, Instructor!"
Dongfang Zhen’s smile vanished. His expression turned serious as he also rose to bow.
Imdiately after, the vast majority of the students in the hall, Lin Ye included, spontaneously rose to their feet to pay their sincerest respects to Chang Siming.
However, there were always exceptions.
Lu Jiuxiao let out a nearly inaudible scoff, his face filled with disdain. He seed to find the gesture utterly ridiculous.
In a corner, Wei Shuying remained with her eyes shut, her expression impassive, completely oblivious to the world around her.
Chang Siming paid them no mind. He made a placating gesture with his hand, motioning for everyone to be seated.
"On behalf of my ancestor, I accept your sentints."
His gaze swept over the crowd as his expression grew stern.
"However, I must inform you of a prerequisite. Viewing the *Candlelight Illuminating the Nine Netherworld Map* for the first ti consus a massive amount of Spiritual Power, and the shock to the soul is significant."
"Therefore, the military and my ancestor jointly set a threshold."
"All viewers must have a Spiritual Power intensity of at least 300 points."
"If your level is below this, please refrain from viewing for now. The picture is kept at the Ninghai Navy Departnt, and you will have another opportunity to view it once your Spiritual Power intensity ets the requirent. Forcing it now will only cause harm and bring no benefit."
’Spiritual Power intensity?’
A sliver of doubt surfaced in Lin Ye’s mind.
’It must be a tric similar to the Qi and Blood Index or the Life Index, but he had never heard of such a test back in Dongjiang City.’
’The Spiritual Power test in his mock exam had just been a pressure-resistance test; it didn’t provide any concrete numbers.’
Chang Siming’s gaze swept over each person’s face, but he saw no signs of anyone intending to back down.
’Lin Ye wasn’t sure if everyone truly t the requirent.’
’Perhaps so of them were just putting up a brave front. They either didn’t want to miss the opportunity or were too proud to admit they didn’t qualify.’
"Very good."
Chang Siming nodded.
"Since you all et the requirent, please follow ."
The group followed Chang Siming through the back door of the ditation Hall into a much larger, dark chamber.
The dark chamber was unimaginably vast.
The ceiling soared high above, and the walls were made of a smooth, mirror-like black material. The space was completely empty, large enough to hold several thousand people.
At the front of the chamber hung a pure white screen, as large as one in a giant movie theater.
Everyone understood that in a mont, the legendary *Candlelight Illuminating the Nine Netherworld Map* would be projected onto this screen.
The students took their seats on the cushions arranged in front of the screen.
The entire chamber was plunged into a pitch-black, profound silence.
Everyone held their breath, their hearts beginning to pound in their chests.
"In this picture, you will be observing a deity."
Chang Siming’s voice rang out again in the darkness, tinged with a strange solemnity.
"During the observation, no matter what you see or feel, rember this: guard your mind. Your spiritual sense must not waver in the slightest."
"If you feel your Spirit faltering, close your eyes imdiately and sever your connection to the picture. Otherwise, your soul will be damaged, and the gains will not be worth the losses."
"Is everyone ready?"
No one answered.
But the sound of their ragged, heavy breaths said it all.
Chang Siming said no more. He stepped aside and pressed a button on a remote control in his hand.
HMMMM—
A soft hum of energy resonated through the air.
The massive white screen directly ahead suddenly pulsed with a faint glimr of light.
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