Chapter 724 — The Innovator's Charisma
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
" On another side, a middle-aged Director of the Imperial Academy was encouraging the scholars under his tutelage, guiding them patiently: "Your teacher is right here—what danger could there be? Rest easy, rest easy.
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. According to the Shen lineage's runes of conservation of spiritual energy, we need to use certain offerings to make the exchange. First we perform the calculations of the arts of calculation and design an altar.
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" "Teacher, Fifth Senior Brother has been carried off by the demon monster! " "Ha! Where do you think you're going, demon monster. . .
Rest easy, Little Five, rest easy.
Just now was merely a mistake—let us try again. . .
Don't you run!
All of you, come back here! You cannot escape your teacher's palm—" Di Yiyue looked this way and that, and could not help voicing her admiration again and again. The atmosphere of the Tiansheng Academy gave her a feeling she had not known for a long time; it had been ages since she had felt this striving, enterprising spirit.
It was only in those years when she had studied the Daoist arts and divine abilities alongside Kaihuang and the others that she had felt this way, and she had loved the feeling dearly. Later, when fame and success had come and she had grown ever busier, she had instead gradually lost her zeal for deep inquiry. Many scholars of the Tiansheng Academy were still manufacturing all sorts of everyday yuan soldiers, and here too mishaps abounded.
They passed a large supervisory workshop near the academy, where scholars were testing pill furnaces of greater firepower, relying on the furnaces to craft all manner of bizarre everyday yuan soldiers.
A scholar driving a giant mechanical beast rumbled out before them. He adjusted the pill furnace's firepower, and in an instant a hundred-odd sword pills soared into the air, a rain of swords filling the heavens.
He had actually used the giant mechanical beast to amplify his own yuanqi, increasing the might of his divine ability several dozenfold. The scholar was overjoyed and adjusted the furnace's firepower once more. Then the giant mechanical beast's hindquarters and four legs spewed fire, and it shot up into the sky. Before long a scream came from on high, and the scholar, man and beast together, crashed into a mountain peak.
"Idiot! I have never seen such a fool! " A voice came, thick and muffled.
The Woodcutter Sage looked toward the sound and saw an old man seated upon a chest, both hands cradling a jar, his face pressed to the jar's mouth as he spoke into it.
His mouth was full of every kind of cursing and foul language, perfectly articulated and spat out with astonishing speed. "That seems to be Grandpa Silent Craftsman! " Shen Mu was delighted at heart and hurried forward, saying in a loud voice, "Grandpa Silent Craftsman, has your tongue grown back? " The old man pulled his face out of the jar.
Seeing the crowd, he hurriedly rose, revealed an honest smile, and his hands flew in gestures: "Aba!
Ah, ah-ba! " "Grandpa Silent Craftsman says that it has not yet grown back.
He also says that just now he was rude and failed to see the various seniors. " Shen Mu helped translate the Silent Craftsman's sign language.
The Silent Craftsman, full of excitement, led them on a tour of the Tiansheng Academy's supervisory workshop, his hands gesturing back and forth, with Shen Mu translating at his side. After the group had made a full round, voicing their admiration again and again, they rose and walked out of the supervisory workshop, heading toward the academy.
The Silent Craftsman watched them leave. His face darkened, and with one slap of his hand he shattered the jar to pieces.
"You know too many of my secrets, so I cannot let you live.
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