Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Yu Xintang felt as aggrieved as a newlywed bride who discovered on her wedding day that her groom was a eunuch. She sighed and knelt down to write.

As expected of a talisman cultivator, such hand speed.

After finishing writing, Feng Jilan and Feng Yu studied it for an entire afternoon, finally annotating it and handing it back to Xie Weixing.

"This technique is too powerful," Feng Yu said seriously. "You must cultivate it according to the instructions of me and your master, otherwise you will suffer more losses than gains."

"I love you both so much." Xie Weixing confessed affectionately, "I'll try my best, Master and Uncle, and strive to bring you back a big, fat sword grandson next year."

Feng Yu's lips twitched.

"Get lost!" Feng Jilan kicked him. "Don't offend my and your senior uncle's ears here."

"Bye-bye, old man—" Xie Weixing ran even faster than Shen Chunri, turning back to blow several kisses as he ran, "Mwah!"

After going through countless hardships, Xie Weixing finally obtained the "Cangxue Lengyue Sanchi Han (People's Education Edition)" and immediately decided to focus on studying the technique for the next few days.

The effect should be amazing.

No, it shouldn't be.

It's certain.

*

Feng Jilan and Feng Yu's educational philosophy is very simple.

You don't have to be an expert in everything, but you must be proficient in everything.

After all, no one can guarantee that all opponents a sword cultivator will encounter will be sword cultivators, or all opponents a medicine cultivator will encounter will be medicine cultivators. There will inevitably be other unforeseen circumstances, so it's best to understand everything.

While mastery is not required, it does not mean that the dignified head of the Medicine Sect can accept their haphazard knowledge.

Xie Weixing stayed up all night studying the manual the night before last, and was drowsy during the pill-making class the next day.

When Feng Yu asked him questions, he acted like a stupid pig, knowing nothing about anything, as stupid as a pig.

"Where does the herb grow, and what are its uses?"

"Grow on my head. Helps me sleep."

Shen Chunri stretched out his leg with difficulty and kicked the chair.

"Bang."

Xie was startled awake.

In his dream, he was already asleep in the disciples' courtyard.

I suddenly opened my eyes.

Damn it. How did I end up in the Sun and Moon Palace?

On that day, during a pop quiz, Xie Weixing came in last place and was kept behind by Feng Yu for extra tutoring.

The following day, another quiz was given in class, and Xie Weixing came in second to last.

Tan Suiting, who ranked second in yesterday's quiz and was second only to Shen Chunri, the medicine practitioner, came in last.

Still half asleep, Xie Weixing stared in disbelief: "Thank you, may you live a long and peaceful life."

After careful consideration, Feng Yu seemed to think that Tan Suiting's situation was more urgent, so he spoke up.

"Your Highness? Your martial uncle's teachings today didn't suit your taste? Why aren't you learning them?"

Coupled with his gentle, seemingly upright smile, it all sounded sarcastic and unsettling.

Tan Suiting lowered his eyes: "This disciple is foolish."

Feng Yu chuckled: "Do you think I can't see that you're deliberately putting that pig next to you at the bottom?"

Xie Weixing paused for a moment, then raised an eyebrow slightly, glanced at him sideways with her head down, and whispered, "Your Highness, I love you so much."

Tan Suiting: ...

Finally, the two knelt together in the Sun and Moon Palace and engaged in a passionate lovemaking session, becoming inseparable.

Commonly known as: kneeling with books in hand and quizzing each other on knowledge.

Xie Weixing dared not stay up all night studying that manual anymore; he had already incorporated his little dragon prince's face into his studies.

The next day, the usually calm and composed head of the Medicine Sect developed a barely noticeable blister on his lip.

"How angry is she?" Shen Chunri asked Yu Xintang in a low voice, "Did you slip cheat sheets into your homework again?"

"Where did I say that?" Yu Xintang, who had been wrongly accused, was shocked. "Did you write 'ginkgo flower' instead of 'apricot blossom' again, and your senior uncle, with his obsessive-compulsive disorder, spent the whole night correcting it for you?"

"Nonsense! Where is there any apricot blossom grass in the medicinal formula I submitted yesterday?" Shen Chunri glared at him. "You're not allowed to frame me!"

Feng Yu gently tapped the pearwood table.

The two immediately shut their mouths.

"Ah Zhao," Feng Yu called out softly, sitting on a pear wood chair in a white robe, the edges of which drooped to the ground, his figure slender.

Nie Zhao replied, "This disciple is here."

"I noticed that one of the ingredients in your prescription yesterday was called snake bone," Feng Yu said calmly. "Do you have a death wish? You dare to use snake bone together with the herb 'Danwucao'?"

Snake bone is a potent medicine; when combined with danwu grass, it becomes highly poisonous.

Feng Yu gently patted the thin piece of paper on the table and said mildly, "How about we stop learning? Do you want to refine pills or kill people?"

Nie Zhao: ...

"Take your pill formula and run ten laps around the Sun and Moon Palace," Feng Yu said calmly, glancing down at the other formulas in his hand. "Remember, snake bones and 'Danwu Grass' cannot be stored together... Oh, and if you ever act like a pig again and the families of those you poisoned come looking for you, don't mention your master's name. Let's keep a relatively polite distance."

Nie Zhao: ...

She misheard yesterday and wrote it wrong.

"No way..." Shen Chunri collapsed to the ground, her expression horrified. "They actually targeted Senior Sister today? Wasn't Xie Weixing always the one leading the charge? Why is it Senior Sister who's unlucky today..."

"Nonsense..." Yu Xintang said in a low voice, "If Xie Weixing takes out his, wouldn't it be understandable for any of us to do so?"

Xie Weixing smiled and looked at them: "Could you two tone it down a bit?"

"Xintang!" Feng Yu called out from the stage.

Yu Xintang trembled and obediently stood up: "Disciple is here."

Feng Yu glanced at his prescription and chuckled, "Xin Tang's prescription... is truly ingenious."

Yu Xintang had a very strong, bad feeling.

"I took a look," Feng Yu looked up, put the paper on the table and pushed it forward, "The general idea is to treat the person to death."

The crowd below couldn't help but burst into laughter. Shen Chunri buried her head in her sleeves but still couldn't stop laughing, her shoulders shaking.

"You also copied Xie Weixing's work, right?" Feng Yu smiled. "Next time, remember to use someone else, Xiaolong or Chunri would be better."

Yu Xintang:......

"Go out," Feng Yu pointed gently, "go keep your senior sister company."

Yu Xintang nodded and quickly ran off, saying, "Okay."

"It's over..." Shen Chunri said in despair, "My senior uncle has activated his berserk mode..."

"Still not awake," Feng Yu said.

Xie Weixing blinked: "Yeah."

Feng Yu looked at his prescription, wanting to speak, but after a long while he closed his mouth again.

Finally, she earnestly pleaded, "Please promise me, Master, that you won't treat anyone else anymore, okay?"

"Understood," Xie Weixing stood up, straightened his clothes, and answered very sincerely, "I'll go keep my senior sister and brother company now."

He knew in his heart that he hadn't been listening to any lessons these past few days, and yesterday he was still half asleep, so the prescription he submitted was indeed not good.

Feng Yu nodded in agreement.

"Little Spring Day, your prescription looks so casually written. Did you wake up in the middle of the night, realize you hadn't done your homework, get up and scribble a few lines before going back to sleep?" Feng Yu laughed. "Don't ask how I know. Look at the whole thing, is there a single character standing up?"

Shen Chunri: ...

My knees are weak. I almost want to kneel down and sing "Cooling Down".

"What are you sitting there for?" Feng Yu smiled gently. "Aren't you going to go and keep those three company outside? Are you waiting for me to carry you out?"

Shen Chunri realized what was happening instantly, got up, and ran away in a panic.

Tan Suiting noticed the seat next to him suddenly become empty and swallowed hard.

Feng Yu looked at the last remaining dragon in the Sun and Moon Palace and smiled faintly: "Alright, we can start class now."

Tan Suiting:

Why don't you just delete me?