"With such a massive entity, you wouldn't think it's all harmonious inside, would you?"
Ji Jue did not answer.
Even just thinking about it seems impossible, just the bureaucrats in Tiann University's administration would fight like mad dogs over a bit of power, not to ntion the Taiyi Ring.
Only more exaggerated, more cruel, more dark.
"Even within the association, craftsn are ranked hierarchically, faction, origin, status, race, even the specialties... An apprentice who lacks exploratory zeal and desire has no possibility of becoming a craftsman, and those who do beco craftsn will not allow themselves to be subordinate to anyone, nor will they allow anyone to surpass them."
Ye Xian suddenly asked, "You've seen specific examples already, haven't you?"
Mmm, right in front of him.
Of course, this phrase, Ji Jue wouldn't dare say out loud, he could only nod frantically in agreent, "Exactly, Master Kong is just like that."
Ye Xian's expression did not change, he glanced at him with a smirk and did not continue the topic, only slowly saying:
"This is why I warned you—you can use Fluid Alchemy to submit your work, but, at the sa ti, as a criterion for judgnt, you need to submit all the principles and detailed explanations of its application.
In simple terms, you hand over this technology, then exchange it for a fourth-class status in the association, and watch helplessly as all possible directions are registered by others, completely blocking them off. During annual etings, you might not even get a ticket to enter, and standing outside to listen would be considered a great blessing.
Nowadays, the mainstream in the industry is Modern Alchemy.
Although most are a bunch of scoundrels, it is still the mainstream.
Not to say there are none other, but they are like protected species, kept as examples to show diversity, but in reality, no one really cares.
To stoop dozens of levels for nothing, that's it, a bunch of fools, still endlessly infighting."
Professor Ye scoffed lightly and slowly said, "Don't play gas with fools, and don't make friends with idiots.
As an orthodox Modern Alchemy craftsman passing the registration exam, treating Fluid Alchemy as your specialization to gradually influence others, nurture apprentices, and even form your own faction, is the way to maximize benefits and the foundation of your standing, understand?"
Facing such golden advice that mapped out a grand path in just a few words, Ji Jue wasn't ungrateful enough to treat it as words spoken to the wind, he nodded vigorously.
However, he couldn't help but wonder, "Doesn't Modern Alchemy have its own undercurrents of conflict?"
"Of course, and much more, much crueler and crazier," Ye Xian replied without hesitation, "But that's the last thing you need to worry about."
"...Why?" Ji Jue asked subconsciously.
Ye Xian, with just a faint smile, fully showing the magnanimity and grace of a master, "Because in academia, it's only our lineage that suppresses others."
As for those outside academia who dare to suppress her... they've all beco materials now.
Silence ca suddenly, and Ye Xian finally turned back, appearing full of expectation, "So, you must also strive hard, you know?"
Ji Jue swallowed dryly, nodding frenetically.
Afraid that if he was even a bit slow, he would be regarded by his teacher as a stain in the educational realm and would be wiped out directly.
But admittedly... Although the teacher was petty, hot-tempered, cold, and harsh, that phrase just now was damned cool.
Ji Jue felt like little stars were almost bursting from his eyes.
rciful, magnanimous, and kind, truly the excellent qualities passed down in our lineage!
"Good, I originally didn't plan to let you waste more ti on classical Alchemy, but given the current situation, it seems you can't afford to take your ti."
Ye Xian tossed the repaired Soul Summoning Bell into his chest, "Let's start the next lesson directly, the part you need most right now."
She said, "Let see the results of your work in refining spiritual substances."
Ji Jue picked it up and, without a second thought, rang it.
After a sound, shimring greenish-blue flas rose from the opened Spiritual Cage, followed by another sound, the intensification completed, and after a third sound, an illusion of a Spiritual Hand appeared montarily above the bell.
Then, within the contracting greenish-blue flas, a figure in blood-stained white clothes slowly erged, straightening up, its face covered with stitches oddly brimming with an enthusiastic smile, making one's skin crawl.
Moreover, its mutated limbs were covered with sharp bone spurs, and its claws were keen.
Within the Ti Ruins Hospital, a doctor had been shaped by Ji Jue.
Grasping the rciful Blade and still retaining records left by so many doctors, it was like a blueprint for Ji Jue, needing only a couple causal strokes, rely adding or reducing based on situational needs.
Regrettably, lacking that crucial bit of obsession, it was fueled by malevolence and could only be used as a tool.
"Very well."
Ye Xian scrutinized for a mont, nodded, "Although it doesn't possess blessings, its composition is very stable. As a tool, a few more would suffice to handle the majority of common Transformation Stages."
She said, "Let it attack."
Without hesitation, Ji Jue rang the bell again.
Without a trace of worry.
If this tool-like ghost could harm even a single hair on Professor Ye, Ji would write his na backward. Why waste precious class ti just to showcase so superficial teacher-student relationship?
The mont the bell sounded, the mutated doctor's body had already vanished instantaneously, phosphorescent flas flared and then contracted sharply, forming into keen claws, tearing towards Ye Xian's heart.
From behind her.
Entwining a crimson hue, malevolence surged on the sharp spiritual talons comparable to a surgical scalade, striking directly at her vitals.
But then, it was as if it hit an invisible wall, rapidly crumbling and dissipating. The doctor let out a piercing shriek and vanished suddenly, lurking in the shadows like a monster, spying and hiding.
Until Ji Jue shook the bell again, ordering it to strike fiercely.
Amidst the howling, the doctor's body erged from the greenish-blue fla, swelling again, its face mutated into a fervent smile, lunging straight towards Ye Xian.
Then, she raised her finger.
The fingertip.
A drop of tallic liquid shimring like dew, rcury!
rely picked up from the ground casually.
Ji Jue unconsciously widened his eyes; then, he saw an unbelievable sight—the appearance of an invisible vortex suddenly manifesting from that drop of rcury, a soul storm erupting, instantly enveloping the entire basent.
Then again, the shrieking Residual Spirit Doctor, involuntarily pulled by a terrifying force, limbs transforming, gradually slendering, was pulled into the rcury.
Completely devoured!
Finally, several Spiritual Circuits erged above the rcury, layering and intertwining.
Hardening into a small bead.
The bead vibrated minutely, as though sothing inside was struggling fiercely, but ultimately, it settled into silence.
No more sounds.
"I… a spirit ball!?"
Ji Jue exclaid in shock, forgetting his pain, climbed up from the wheelchair, looking left and right, drew closer, scrutinized closely for a long ti before finally confirming his speculation:
"Is this, Fluid Alchemy?"
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