Reversing Falsehood and Preserving Truth: All Gods and Gods Are in My Hands

Feng Hou gently waved the beast bone scepter, and the knot that had been tightly bound at the tip of the scepter suddenly untied, transforming into intricate array patterns as fine as a spider web, flowing and shining on the Xuanhuang stone ground:

"The wonder of array formations lies in the interdependence of concealment and revelation, and the mutual support of defense and offense. Zhao Zhenhong is like an unopened maze, outwardly appearing as a frivolous merchant, but concealing unknown secrets within. The key to the formation is his connection with dark forces. Your current cultivation is insufficient; forcibly breaking the formation is like throwing eggs against a rock. Not only will you fail to unravel the mystery, but you will also disturb the earth's veins, leaving Zhao Lei as a lone star wounded within the formation."

He lightly tapped his fingertip, and a warm, luminous shield appeared around the pattern, circulating like flowing water: "Why not use 'defense' as the formation, using your strength to protect Zhao Lei and isolate him from unknown risks; then use 'observation' as the eyes to search for clues, understand the source, and slowly outline the core of the formation."

Feng Hou paused, the array's patterns flowing, and faint points of light appeared within them: "Array formations emphasize timing; one cannot go against the tide. Once the clues are connected and the time is ripe, the illusion array will break on its own. Before that, you must calm yourself down and refine your multi-path harmony technique. Only when your strength is sufficient can you calmly deal with the subsequent storms."

These words were like the sun breaking through the clouds, instantly clearing up Lu Yu's confusion. He bowed again, saying, "This junior has learned much."

Feng Hou nodded slightly, his tone softening: "Your mastery of array formations has reached the Realm of Imperial Dao. You can try integrating array formations into your daily life..."

In the days that followed, the tense atmosphere of the senior year enveloped Zhongzhou No. 11 Middle School like a tidal wave.

The classroom was piled high with test papers, chalk dust floated in the sunlight, and the teacher's voice on the podium, the scratching of pens on paper at the desks, and the occasional sound of turning pages intertwined to create a unique melody for the final sprint.

For Lu Yu and his companions, this was a completely different kind of "cultivation" from fighting against the ethereal spirits. There were no swords or shadows, but there was perseverance and reflection day after day. Overcoming each problem was like polishing the barriers of their minds.

At the same time, Lu Yu also made a new breakthrough.

With the constant absorption of the essence of plants and trees in the world by the Spirit Plant Returning to Origin Body, the Hundred Herbs Path sprouted and quietly advanced to the 3-star Condensation Realm.

He combined the formulas of Qingxin Dan and Jingxin Dan, added the jade marrow powder from the spiritual field inside the cauldron, and the cauldron of herbs shone with a warm blue light. The vitality of the spiritual plants inside the cauldron and the medicinal properties of the pills blended together, eventually condensing into a bright white and round "Mingsi Dan".

This pill has a refreshing taste and contains the effects of both calming and tranquilizing pills. It can soothe the mind, improve memory, and clear the brain's meridians, making thinking clearer. It is perfect for high school seniors who are studying intensively.

He gave Chen Mo, Su Wan, and Zhao Lei each a small bottle, and also packed some for his parents, claiming it was "a calming and brain-boosting medicine given to him by Professor Jiang, suitable for exam preparation and staying up late." After taking it for a few days, Lin Hui and Lu Jianming felt full of energy, and even Lu Jianming's years of insomnia were relieved. They praised this "miracle drug" highly.

The bell rang a week later for the final mock exam before the college entrance examination. Pens flew across the exam room as everyone wrote down their efforts on the test paper.

On the day the results were announced, the bulletin board was packed with people, the noise filled with tension and anticipation.

The most eye-catching was Chen Mo, who topped the grade list with a total score of 748 in science subjects, achieving full marks in mathematics, physics, and chemistry, and only losing 2 points in the Chinese composition, setting a new school record.

The dean of students personally came forward to commend him, and school newspaper reporters surrounded him for interviews, but he only pushed up his glasses and said in a calm tone: "The question types were within the expected range."

No one noticed the fleeting glint of golden insight in his eyes.

The changes in the humanities rankings were equally astonishing.

Lu Yu's name had suddenly jumped to first place in the liberal arts class, directly surpassing Li Haoran, the class monitor of the top liberal arts class who had consistently held the top spot. Li Haoran stared at the list, his expression complex, his fists clenching and unclenching, clearly finding it hard to accept this result.

Lu Yu happened to walk over and, seeing his appearance, said gently, "Squad Leader Li, you scored a lot on the subjective questions in the humanities section this time. I've compiled some answer strategies; would you like to discuss them together?"

His tone was sincere, without a trace of boasting. Instead, he handed over a notebook filled with annotations. Li Haoran paused for a moment, took the notebook, and whispered "thank you," the gloom in his eyes dissipating slightly.

Su Wan's name ranked third in the class, which was a huge breakthrough for her, who had focused on art for many years and whose academic subjects were previously only in the middle range.

Looking at the list, she couldn't help but smile. She took out her phone and sent her father a message: "Dad, I got first place in the art college entrance exam and third place in the mock exam for academic subjects. You can rest assured and focus on your work."

Not long after, her father replied with a big smiley face and a red envelope, with the message "Buy some good food to nourish yourself." The simple words brought tears to her eyes.

The most shocking was Zhao Lei.

This transfer student, who was at the bottom of the grade in the last mock exam, has jumped straight into the middle this time, showing the greatest improvement in the entire grade.

He squeezed through the crowd, and when he saw his name, he jumped up excitedly and hugged Lu Yu next to him: "Brother Yu! I actually passed and even exceeded the mark by so much!" His loud voice attracted a lot of attention, and he couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

When the news reached home, Lin Hui specially prepared a table full of Lu Yu's favorite dishes. Lu Jianming was overjoyed: "Son, you've made great progress! Keep it up, Dad believes you can get into your ideal university!" Lu Yu smiled and agreed, knowing in his heart that this was mostly the result of the Ming Si Dan and his daily cultivation complementing each other.

However, this joy did not last long before it was extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

The next day, when Ma Hongmei walked into the classroom carrying her lesson plan, her footsteps slammed heavily on the floor, making a dull sound. Instead of starting the lesson as usual, she slammed the lesson plan onto the podium with a "thud," sending chalk dust flying. The classroom instantly became so quiet that you could hear someone breathing.

Her gaze, like a searchlight, first swept over Zhao Lei, who was shrinking back, then over Su Wan, who was engrossed in her book, and finally fixed on Lu Yu's face. Her long, narrow face was contorted with anger, making the dark freckles on her cheeks appear even more ferocious: "In this mock exam, our class really produced three 'dark horses'!"

Ma Hongmei's voice was full of sarcasm, "Lu Yu jumped from the middle of the class to first place; Su Wan came back from the art exam and got third place; and Zhao Lei made the most progress in the whole grade."

She paused, then her tone suddenly sharpened: "Tell me, how did you get these grades? You're either daydreaming or huddled together 'discussing' in class, and I never see you doing any practice problems after class. How come you suddenly have a breakthrough when it comes to exams?"

The classroom fell silent instantly, and all eyes were on the three of them.