Huo Yuhao from The Peerless Tang Sect is incredibly talented.

On the twelfth day, the enemy this time was a heavy cavalry squad, and it was a fantasy version of it. Each member of the squad was one with their horse and body, and their blood energy and soul power were intertwined, allowing them to form a battle formation.

Go ahead and hit them; they won't make a sound.

In addition to the day they fought the orphan of Kos, in just thirteen days, almost all the young generation of the Body Sect had their peers from various schools clash.

Huo Yuhao had adjusted the stats of all the enemies he manifested; otherwise, the younger generation of the Body Sect would have had no chance of winning. Huo Yuhao had also given them a lot of pointers on how to do this.

After thirteen days of torment, Huo Yuhao decided to give everyone a day off.

After all, the younger generation of the Body Sect fought during the day and were not idle at night. Huo Yuhao pulled them into the virtual realm for classes, and Huo Yuhao also cunningly applied a thought acceleration to the place where everyone was having class.

You think an hour has passed, but actually only a minute has passed.

These thirteen days were like living in a prison for everyone. During the day, they faced all sorts of bizarre deaths, and at night they still had to attend classes.

Heavenly Dou City is where the Body Sect trains its members.

As soon as Huo Yuhao announced the holiday, everyone was overjoyed. Even Long Aotian, who was obsessed with martial arts, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, after all, the past ten days had been too arduous.

"We're on holiday," Chen Lu said first, his voice carrying a sense of relief, as if he had just survived a disaster.

"The young sect leader said there's a holiday. Am I hallucinating? Gu Tong, are your ears sharp? Did you hear that?"

On the training field, Gu Tong's eyes also lit up, after all, the past ten days or so had been too long.

It has the tension of a life-or-death race, the terror of being hunted by hunters, and the helplessness in the face of a heavy cavalry squad.

Now all this stuff is finally over.

Hahaha!

"I heard you. It's a holiday. Tomorrow, there won't be any of those messy enemies during the day, and the young sect leader won't be giving lectures in the evening."

At this point, Gu Tong couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Hahaha, I'm going to lie in my dorm all day!"

"Yeah, I don't want to move at all either, I'm exhausted." Long Aotian chimed in from the side.

Huo Yuhao pushed everyone to an excessively high level. In the past few days, not only were they exhausted, but they also died in ways that were both profound and meaningful.

In the battle against the enemies manifested by Huo Yuhao through the virtual realm, everyone died in ways that could fill ten seasons of Final Destination without repeating themselves.

Those who died were burned, electrocuted, executed by cannon fire, bitten to death by dogs, drowned, died of exhaustion in battle, beheaded, cut in half at the waist, or suffered from acute iron poisoning, etc.

After experiencing all sorts of torment, the younger generation of the Body Sect cherished their lives more than ever, after all, the taste of death was truly unpleasant.

"But there's no denying that we've made significant progress," Vina added from the side.

"Yes, after being trained by the young sect leader, I feel like I can beat at least ten times my pre-special training self."

"But the suffering was real suffering."

Everyone nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

Since Huo Yuhao became the young sect leader, everyone has really suffered a lot.

From being hit by a jeep at the beginning to receiving physical therapy later.

With needles that thick, one person would have to endure five needles. And with thinner ones, it would be even more, sometimes up to a hundred needles. There were also massagers and fascia knives. The pain was intense.

After that, the enemies they faced were even more numerous, and they were imprisoned and truly died countless times.

Finally, Chen Yu asked everyone about their plans, "So, what are your plans for today?"

Chen Lu spoke first, "I just want to lie down."

"Add one."

"Add one."

"Add one."

Chen Lu's words were met with a response from the younger generation of the Body Sect, the only exception being Vina.

"I won't be going with you. I plan to return to the palace. After all, I have benefited greatly from the knowledge that the young sect leader has taught me these past few nights, and I would like to have a discussion with my father."

After hearing Vina's words, no one reacted much, after all, the young sect leader had talked a lot these past few nights.

In addition to the usual martial arts techniques and elemental models, Huo Yuhao also talked about philosophy and politics.

"I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow."

Vina turned and walked toward the palace, her steps carrying an indescribable lightness.

"Tsk tsk, the young sect leader is truly amazing. Besides his cultivation, he also has an understanding of the country. It's incredible. I'm really curious how the young sect leader knows all this."

Watching Vina walk away, Wang Yanfeng sighed, his words filled with admiration for the young sect leader's extensive knowledge.

These words also stirred up Long Aotian's memories of his class, and after a moment of reminiscence, Long Aotian also spoke.

"Yes, the young sect leader also talked about what power and responsibility are. He explained why some policies, which are clearly beneficial to the people, face so much resistance when implemented. He also explained why some people, even knowing that something is right, still choose to do the wrong thing. I'm sure Vina has benefited greatly from this."

His words conveyed not only admiration for the young sect leader but also joy at Vina's accurate understanding of the country.

"Sigh, the few relaxing moments these days are when the young sect leader tells stories."

Chen Yu also gave his opinion on the young sect leader's lecture that evening.

"I think that based on what the young sect leader teaches in class, even if he doesn't become a Soul Master, his eloquence and ability to use metaphors will allow him to do quite well," Gu Tong added.

"Save your breath. The young sect leader never said he was a Soul Master. On the contrary, his words were full of sarcasm towards the Soul Master system."

Long Aotian, who was standing to the side, also spoke up. As a martial arts fanatic, he had keenly sensed the young sect leader Huo Yuhao's contempt for the traditional soul master cultivation system during the young sect leader's lecture.

Just then, the wind carried the message of cooking smoke.

"Can you smell it?" Long Aotian suddenly asked the group.

"What do you smell?" Chen Lu asked, his face full of questions. But soon, Chen Lu also twitched his nostrils, as if he had smelled something.

"The young sect leader should be cooking," Wang Yanfeng was the first to give the correct answer.

After Wang Yanfeng said those words, everyone stood up.

After all, during the ten-plus days of special training, none of them had eaten a normal meal; they had been eating nothing but Qi-replenishing pills.

Although the Replenishing Essence Pill was very beneficial to cultivation, it was really tasteless, and everyone really wanted to eat a normal meal.

Now that Huo Yuhao is personally cooking, the food is absolutely top-notch.

"Overlord Roast Chicken".

Chen Yu suddenly spoke, his voice carrying an almost devout certainty, like a believer reciting the name of God.

"The young sect leader is making roast chicken."

"I can't take it anymore."

Chen Yu's voice trembled with a kind of suppressed emotion that had finally erupted.

"I really can't take it anymore. For the past thirteen days, I've been dreaming about eating chicken legs. Not soul beast meat, but ordinary, mortal chicken legs with skin roasted until golden brown and juicy. One bite, and the skin is crispy, the meat is tender, and the juice drips from the corner of my mouth."

"Stop talking." Wang Yanfeng interrupted him, his Adam's apple bobbing noticeably.

"I also dreamed about egg tarts." Gu Tong suddenly spoke, her tone as calm as if she were reporting battle data, but her fingers were trembling slightly.

Portuguese egg tarts. The outer crust is flaky, the filling is tender, and the surface is baked with a layer of caramel-colored spots.

"Enough." Long Aotian stood up and dusted himself off. "What's the point of just thinking about it here if we don't go now?"

All five people turned around at the same time. They didn't walk, they ran.

As for Vina, who had already left, no one bothered to call her back, as was the customary group.

After all, one less person means I can eat one more serving, and I'm hungry.