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

Another round of trials for celestial soldiers has begun.

Within the secret realm, Luo Qiuyue was completely focused, using her divine sense to mobilize the five flags—red, white, blue, black, and yellow—to direct more than ten classmates to besiege a chaotic beast that resembled a giant crocodile and lurked deep in the swamp.

Her master, a palm-sized phantom of Yue Cijing, was floating on her shoulder, chattering incessantly:

"Oh dear! What a perfect opening on the flank! We should have had White Flag feint to interrupt its tail-whip attack, and then Red Flag could have immediately followed up with the main attack! Stupid!"

"Opportunity! Left side! Quickly get the blue flag up there to block the way!"

"You...you missed this?! You're hopeless! What kind of commands are you giving?!"

"..."

Concentrating intently, Luo Qiuyue wished she could plug her ears with her spiritual power. Her master's voice was even more annoying than the roar of a chaotic beast.

But she can't.

The real battlefield is far from the peaceful scene before us. It is often a meat grinder of multiple fronts, a chaotic and noisy battle, where commanders themselves must also engage in combat, distracted by life-or-death struggles to coordinate their efforts.

The noise interference Yue Cijing is experiencing at this moment is insignificant compared to the pressure of a real battlefield.

For now, having these students engage in a multi-on-one encirclement is merely the most basic introductory training.

As they gradually become familiar with and master this combat system, the difficulty of the trial will inevitably increase. At that time, they will likely face multiple Chaos Beasts, or even more complex battlefield environments.

"Qin Le." The illusory figure of Yue Cijing suddenly turned to Qin Le, who was quietly watching the battle from the side: "Tell me, didn't this girl miss several excellent opportunities to attack just now?"

Qin Le smiled and nodded: "Yeah, about five times."

"Five times?" The illusory face of Yue Cijing looked puzzled. "How come I only saw it four times?"

"In my opinion, it really is five times." Qin Le's tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable certainty.

Based on his extensive experience of being repeatedly and brutally defeated by Chi You in the simulated battlefield more than two hundred times, Luo Qiuyue did indeed miss five fleeting openings in the battle just now.

If they could all be caught, the giant crocodile Chaos Beast with its thick hide in the swamp would have far more wounds than these.

"..."

Yue Cijing was speechless for a moment. Even she hadn't fully noticed, yet Qin Le had pointed it out?

This means... this kid's eye for seizing opportunities and spotting weaknesses might even be better than hers?

"Pfft..."

Luo Qiuyue, who was giving tense instructions, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

His master had been pontificating for a long time, but when it came to the basic skill of seizing opportunities, his eye for opportunity was not as good as Qin Le's, who was watching from the sidelines.

The contrast caused her to lose her composure instantly.

"You brat! What are you laughing at?!" The illusory image of Yue Cijing suddenly became somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"Cough cough..."

Luo Qiuyue quickly suppressed her smile, coughed lightly, and focused all her attention back on giving instructions.

But after that smile, her tense nerves seemed to relax a little, and her conducting style subtly changed. She no longer followed dogma completely and began to incorporate more of her own spontaneous and insightful judgments.

Confidence is built up little by little through practice.

In her first time conducting, she proved to her classmates that she was trustworthy; and now, she is beginning to prove to herself that she can do even better.

After more than three hours of fierce fighting, the battered and bruised giant crocodile Chaos Beast finally let out a mournful howl of despair, its massive body crashing heavily into the mud, where it lay motionless.

The students quickly evacuated the secret area, their destination clear—the cafeteria!

The first victory was met with excited cheers, the second with enthusiastic discussions, and by the third, everyone had become somewhat accustomed to it.

Now that I've finished playing, the only thought in my mind is: Time to eat! Time to eat!

In the afternoon, Chen Yun grabbed Qin Le and excitedly headed straight for the training field.

His truth has been upgraded yet again. As is customary, a test explosion is needed to verify it.

As the palm-sized phantom of Nezha emerged from Chen Yun's body and hovered in mid-air, Chen Yun excitedly pressed the remote detonator in his hand.

boom--!!

In the center of the training field, the silver-white Truth Missile, which was over three hundred meters long, suddenly burst forth with light and heat that devoured everything!

A blinding white light instantly filled the entire field of vision. The violent energy impact was firmly restrained in the center of the arena by the spatial barrier that Qin Le had prepared in advance, but the destructive fluctuations were still terrifying.

A few breaths later, the light faded, leaving only a huge, shallow crater in the center of the training ground, which had been melted and crystallized.

"Not bad." The illusory figure of Nezha stroked his chin, his eyes flashing with approval: "Its power is roughly equivalent to a full-force attack from a mid-stage Celestial Immortal cultivator."

"Hehe, I'm one step closer to the Golden Immortal level!" Chen Yun grinned from ear to ear.

Each successful increase in power means he is one step closer to that ultimate goal.

The illusory figure of Nezha, however, lost his smile and his tone became serious: "Boy, there's something I need to make clear first. If you really manage to create something at the 'Golden Immortal level'... you absolutely cannot test it in the mortal realm."

"Huh? Why?" Chen Yun was taken aback.

"What Qin Le has comprehended so far is ultimately only the Immortal Path." Nezha looked at Qin Le and explained, "His Spatial Immortal Path may not be able to completely defend against the aftershocks of a collision between 'Golden Immortal-level Truths' of the same level. If he doesn't control it properly, this entire starry sky could be wiped out."

He had to make the consequences clear. The clash of powers at the Golden Immortal level was beyond Qin Le's current control. If a Golden Immortal-level Truth were to explode out of control in the mortal realm, its power would be enough to annihilate an entire starry sky.

Qin Le, standing to the side, did not refute. In the eyes of outsiders, he had indeed comprehended the Dao of Immortality, and Nezha's concerns were reasonable.

"I see..." Chen Yun said with a sudden realization, then scratched his head, "Then...where should I try it out?"

"Let me know when you actually figure it out." The illusory figure of Nezha waved his hand and said casually, "I'll take you to the Chaos Battlefield in the Heavenly Realm to test it. That thing was developed to bomb Chaos Beasts, so we can use them as live targets."

"Okay! Then I'll keep working towards this goal!" Chen Yun was even more motivated.

If his power weren't still insufficient, he would have loved to carry Truth to the front lines right now and cause trouble for the Chaos Beasts.

"Okay, keep it up." Nezha's phantom nodded and transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into Chen Yun's body.

Nezha is now increasingly looking forward to Chen Yun's future.

If Chen Yun's cultivation level weren't still too low, making it unsuitable for him to ascend too early, he would have loved to immediately capture this kid and take him to the Heavenly Realm to properly train him.

In his view, Chen Yun's time to comprehend the laws was destined to be much shorter than others, and his success was almost a certainty.

Why are you so certain?

The reason is simple—Qin Le is there.

Although Qin Le cannot directly help people comprehend the laws, he can continuously preach the Dao.

Every two weeks, I would cultivate and delve into my practice in a state of near-enlightenment...

If one still cannot comprehend the laws, one will eventually die of old age when one's lifespan is exhausted...

Nezha felt that he really wouldn't be able to resist running to the underworld, dragging Chen Yun's soul out, and beating him up again.

Throughout history, apart from Qin Le, which other Golden Immortal would so frequently and consistently preach to a group of mortal cultivators?

Not only Chen Yun, but also Nezha believed that Qin Le's dining companions were all destined to ascend to the Heavenly Realm in the future.

After leaving the training ground, Chen Yun went back to his workshop to continue tinkering. Qin Le, on the other hand, continued to wander aimlessly around the academy.

After sitting on a bench for about half an hour, Lin Yan, the senior who helped him with his enrollment procedures at the beginning of the semester, came over with his signature pair of bull horns.

"Junior Qin Le, are you busy?" Lin Yan asked with a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Senior Lin Yan, is something the matter?" Qin Le replied with a smile.

"Um... Junior Brother Qin Le," Lin Yan rubbed his hands together, his tone filled with anticipation and trepidation, "Could you... also give me a lecture? Even... I'd be willing to pay."

Upon hearing this, Qin Le smiled and shook his head, his tone gentle yet firm: "I'm sorry, Senior Lin Yan. The spots... are already full."

"I see..." A hint of obvious disappointment flashed across Lin Yan's eyes, but he quickly recovered and said with a wry smile, "I was being presumptuous. I'm sorry, Junior Brother Qin Le."

He nodded, turned and left, his back view looking somewhat lonely.

Qin Le watched his retreating figure without saying anything, only letting out a soft sigh.

He's just a good person who's willing to help others within his capabilities.

But he is not a saint.

He can only give special opportunities and benefits to his close friends and family first, or follow the principle of first come, first served.

This is not indifference, but rather human nature.

It was also a line he drew for himself.