Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

"What's the panic? Have you forgotten about me?"

Just as Luo Qiuyue was on edge and the students who were about to be engulfed by flames were filled with despair, Qin Le's lazy voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

Immediately before the devastating fireball actually touched everyone, a strange spatial fluctuation silently spread out.

The raging flames, tens of meters in diameter, along with their terrifying heat, vanished suddenly before everyone's eyes, only to explode again a hundred kilometers away in the sky, turning into a distant ball of fire.

On this side of the battlefield, only a wisp of lingering heat blew by, as if the deadly crisis just now was merely an illusion.

All changes happen in the blink of an eye.

"Keep going, don't be so tense, relax a bit." Qin Le's voice rang out again, still in his unhurried tone: "Anyway, no one's going to die."

These simple words carried a strange, comforting power.

The tension and fear that had permeated the students dissipated quickly, like a burst bubble, and were replaced by a sense of calm confidence.

With Qin Le backing them up, they can focus more on the battle.

Luo Qiuyue took a deep breath, not even having time to cast a grateful glance at Qin Le, before she refocused her mind. The five-colored military flag shone brightly, and orders were once again accurately transmitted to all parts of the battle formation.

The battle continues.

Since that mistake, perhaps she has let go of some of her psychological burden, or perhaps Qin Le's support has given her the courage to make more decisive decisions, and Luo Qiuyue's command has not shown any obvious flaws since.

With complete focus, she commanded her army of over a thousand men, maneuvering, attrition, and counterattacks against the two ferocious Chaos Beasts.

Time slowly passed amidst the fierce fighting.

More than six hours later, with two mournful cries of despair, the two enormous wolf-shaped Chaos Beasts finally collapsed to the ground, their chaotic energy gradually dissipating, and they remained motionless.

Successful.

Luo Qiuyue's tense mind suddenly relaxed, and she instantly felt a dizzying sense of exhaustion, her face turning slightly pale.

Maintaining the five-colored military flag with humanitarian spirit for so long already took a huge toll on her spiritual energy. The pressure and lingering fear from the previous command error made her even more determined not to relax in the slightest during subsequent battles, resulting in severe mental exhaustion.

For her, the mistake itself was already a heavy blow, but she was even more afraid of losing the trust of her teammates because of it.

Even if Qin Le could make amends, her pride wouldn't allow her to rely solely on the protection of others to maintain her command.

On the battlefield, the students were almost exhausted and collapsed to the ground, too tired to even cheer, but each of them wore a tired yet radiant smile.

They actually captured those two Chaos Beasts at the Earth Immortal level!

500 credits, acquired!

After a short rest, everyone left the secret realm one after another, transforming into streaks of light and rushing eagerly towards the academy's cafeteria.

The intense exertion brought on a strong sense of hunger, and even the three hundred demon classmates were no exception, their eyes gleaming with hunger.

—A few days after Ye Li returned her daughter Ye Ning'er to the demon realm, a new demon exchange student arrived and filled the vacancy.

In the cafeteria, Chu Xiaonan shoveled food into his mouth, sighing weakly, "Being attacked from both ends at once... it's really killing me, I feel completely drained."

"Who says otherwise?" Chen Yun nodded in agreement, stuffing a piece of meat into his mouth: "If only we could use 'Truth,' it would be so convenient, hitting the target instantly."

The weapon of truth he researched has reached the early stage of the Celestial Immortal realm, and theoretically it can easily deal with the Chaos Beast at the Earth Immortal level.

Unfortunately, one of the core purposes of the Heavenly Soldiers Trial is to hone the cooperative combat capabilities of the human and demon races and simulate the real situation of the Heavenly Battlefield.

Using the truth as a shortcut, even if you win, you probably won't get credits, and you might even be permanently banned from using it in such trials.

"Alright, once you ascend to the Heavenly Realm, you'll have your chance to bombard the heavens with truth." Qin Le interrupted his reverie with a smile: "For now, let's focus on honing our battle formations."

"Ascension..." Chen Yun sighed, poking at the rice in his bowl with his chopsticks. "When will that be?"

"Ten years at most, you won't be slower than me, will you?" Wang Zhiheng glanced at him, his tone somewhat confident.

Everyone present knew about his ten-year pact with Li Wuyou. With Qin Le's continuous sermons, this goal was not out of reach.

"Ten years, it feels like such a long time," Chen Yun muttered.

For these young people who are not yet twenty, ten years is almost more than half of their current lifespan, which is indeed not short.

After all, they are only at the early stage of refining emptiness and merging with the Dao, far inferior to those old immortals in the Heavenly Realm who often go into seclusion for hundreds or thousands of years.

"You should focus on developing the Golden Immortal-level 'Truth' first," Qin Le said with a smile. "Once you do, you can go up and blow it up ahead of time."

"That makes sense!" Chen Yun's eyes lit up, and he immediately perked up. "This goal is indeed more realistic."

Although Willika is currently facing some bottlenecks in the early stages of the Celestial Realm, he has enough confidence in himself in this regard.

Overcoming technical difficulties is obviously faster than spending ten years painstakingly working to achieve a breakthrough.

After lunch, everyone went off to attend their respective classes.

Qin Le had planned to find a quiet corner to continue studying Laozi's jade slips and enrich his knowledge base, but he suddenly received a call from his mother, Lin Wanrou, asking him to come home.

After calming down the demon classmates who were eager to follow him and benefit from the effects of the humanoid enlightenment stone, and asking for leave from his cousin and dean Shen Qingyan, Qin Le set off to return home.

Pushing open the door, Qin Le immediately saw his mother, Lin Wanrou, sitting on the living room sofa.

To his slight surprise, his mother was dressed exceptionally elegantly and appropriately today, with her long hair neatly combed and her clothes appearing very formal.

The reason was soon revealed—beside Lin Wanrou sat a beautiful woman wearing a dark purple fitted cheongsam.

The woman's appearance was five or six parts similar to Lin Wanrou's, but her temperament was completely different. Her eyebrows and eyes revealed a sense of rigor and even rigidity. She sat upright and meticulous.

It was Qin Le's maternal grandmother. An elder who placed great importance on rules and etiquette.

Qin Le suddenly realized why his mother was being so well-behaved today; she had probably just been disciplined by his grandmother. He had certainly experienced his grandmother's strictness a lot when he was a child.

"Good afternoon, Mother and Grandma."

Qin Le instantly switched modes, even abandoning his usual casual way of addressing Lin Wanrou as "Mom," and his words and actions exuded impeccable manners.

Upon seeing Qin Le, both mother and daughter turned their gazes toward her.

Grandma looked him up and down, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly, as if she had some opinion about his casual everyday attire, but ultimately said nothing.

"Xiao Le, come and sit down."

Grandma pointed to the single sofa next to her, her voice calm yet undeniably authoritative.

"Yes, Grandma." Qin Le walked over as instructed and sat down properly.

Grandma hesitated for a moment, seemingly considering her words, before finally speaking: "Xiao Le, the reason I called you back this time is because there's something I want to ask you..."

Qin Le looked puzzled: "Grandma, please tell me, what is it?"

Grandma looked at him, her eyes filled with a complex emotion, and slowly said, "Grandma hopes... you can go to the underworld."

Qin Le: "...???"

He paused for a moment, then subconsciously rubbed his temples, forgetting most of his usual respectful manners towards his grandmother, and blurted out:

"Grandma, you're sending a living person like me... to the underworld? Are you serious?"

The underworld is the place where the souls of the dead return and are reincarnated. Under normal circumstances, the living should not enter.

Even celestial beings must apply in advance and obtain permission before entering the underworld on official business.

With Qin Le's current cultivation level, let alone going to the underworld to handle matters, he would probably be rejected by the rules or asked to leave as soon as he got close to the border.

This is because he has a strong background, with connections to the goddess Nuwa.

If an ordinary cultivator dares to trespass into the underworld and offend the rules set by the Goddess Houtu, being punished for hundreds or even thousands of years would be considered lenient.

Now Grandma is actually sending him to the underworld?

Isn't this giving him too much credit?

"I know this is difficult for you, and it sounds a little...unbelievable." Grandma sighed softly, but her eyes remained earnest, even showing a hint of pleading.

"But I still hope you can go."