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This year, he naturally didn’t return to Red Sandstone City. After making calls to his parents, grandparents, and other relatives, Chen Mobai set up a ban in a place in the Treasure Trove, then teleported to the Divine Tree Secret Realm.

In this world where he was the only one, Chen Mobai sat under the towering Magic Treasure Tree and took the “God Returning Pill”.

Three days later, he opened his eyes, a hint of regret flashing in them.

The “God Returning Pill” indeed had a good effect, but it was a pity that it was not potent enough to completely fuse his two divided divine senses together.

If he had one more pill, he would surely succeed.

But even so, he had already fused a large part.

After using the power of the God Returning Pill to begin, the rest was down to painstaking work.

The difficulties in performing the Divine Manipulation Technique were a bit beyond his expectations, but the effects were amazingly surprising.

His Divine Sense has grown by 1.6 times. Using the “Searching Heaven Searching Earth Method” he gained from the Talent Tree, he could cover a radius of twenty meters from the previous twelve meters after his Divine Sense went out of his body.

If he could completely fuse it, he felt he should be able to reach thirty meters.

Chen Mobai began to look forward to that day.

Because after he completed the first fusion of his divine senses, he could start practicing “Divine Slash”.

This move was a killer against those whose realm was inferior to his own.

It was after his return from the Treasure Trove, after a habitual glance at his mobile phone, that a flash of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

Ming Yuhua has succeeded in his Foundation Establishment.

His good brother had spent nearly the entire year in seclusion. Under various favourable conditions, he finally emerged victoriously at the end of the year.

Being the second person in the Metaphysical Class to successfully establish a foundation, he was even more excited than Chen Mobai. When treated to drinks, he was generous and high-spirited, full of inspiration, almost to the point of announcing it across all the teaching buildings of the Daoist Academy.

This year four more persons achieved insight into boundary magic spells in the Metaphysical Class: Gong Ranran, Li Zimo, Fan Yuanpu, Jin Shuwei.

Daring to practice the Divine Transformation Technique, except for Chen Mobai who had loopholes, the rest were exceptionally talented and had extraordinary confidence in themselves. Being able to comprehend boundary magic spells in the fifth grade was above average within the Daoist Academy.

They pledged on-the-spot to practice in seclusion upon returning and said they would not drink next year’s New Year’s wine if they had not established their foundations.

Last year’s other successful practiser of the boundary magic spell, Lan Yufan, sat in the corner, quietly drinking without a word. If not for Ming Yuhua’s success, he could still be calm, but now he was a bit anxious.

He glanced at his girlfriend, Lu Zixuan, and felt that dating might have affected his cultivation progress.

At this point, the exultant Ming Yuhua floated off the ground and began to fly slowly, displaying the unique flying technique of the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

In the end, his classmates couldn’t take it anymore, they pulled him down and took turns toasting him, directly to the point of making him drunk.

This semester, other than Ming Yuhua, one more student from the class of 5012 also successfully established their foundation.

However, that person was not part of the Metaphysical Class group.

That one is Zha Jianbai from the Sword Control Department, a true Sword Cultivation Genius, who is extremely dedicated to cultivation.

After serving as a teaching assistant for a year, his foundation was perfection. With a sword in his arms for seven days in the school field, the moment he opened his eyes, his pupils were like meteors, indicating his successful Foundation Establishment.

Following the end of the year small gathering of the Metaphysical Class, Chen Mobai returned to his own cabin outside the school, rarely allowing himself a day of relaxation.

That night, while reading a book on the Underworld Array, a clear voice as refreshing as spring water suddenly resonated from above, sweet as honey, delicate and sublime.

Chen Mobai closed his eyes, indulging in the enchanting melody.

To think that since joining the Dance Tool Dao Academy, he and Meng Huang have been neighbors for five years, yet it was the first time he had indulged in the celestial-like clear voice of this superstar.

He had to admit, the voice of a music prodigy who was recognized and trained by the immortal world to master the Shocking God Sonata was truly enthralling and extremely comforting.

After a long while, the clear notes dissipated from his ears, Chen Mobai opened his eyes, feeling an unprecedented lightness and contentment in his Divine Sense.

His face was filled with joy.

In the interlude of this musical aria, the third layer of the Divine Manipulation Technique, “Blending Divine into One”, had actually made some progress.

If he could listen to it a few more times, he might reach Perfection directly.

Unconsciously, Chen Mobai was reminded of the dream he had when he first saw the Jade Phoenix Theater Troupe’s performance.

[Listen to Meng Huang sing for him every day.]

Five years ago, when he rented this wooden house, besides the fact that it was secluded, part of it was this desire.

Unfortunately, in these five years, he had been busy cultivating during the Qi Cultivation phase, busy gathering Foundation Building Pills. After the Foundation Establishment Stage, he was busy gathering resources to cultivate various spells. Only today, he had barely made a start on this dream.

Chen Mobai took out his cell phone. He had run into Meng Huang once after his Foundation Establishment, and she had taken the initiative to add him as a friend.

[Meng, elder sister, your ‘Linjiang Immortal’ sounds really good.]

He tentatively sent a compliment in a message.

However, after two minutes, there was no response.

Just as Chen Mobai was thinking that this star might not have seen it, the sound of an incoming message rang out.

[Thank you. Are you at the bottom of the mountain?]

[Yes, I am. Today, my good friend successfully established his foundation. We had a drink to celebrate, so I did not plan to return to the Treasure Trove for cultivation. I am staying here for the night.]

When chatting with women, Chen Mobai had an instinctive talent. Soon, the two of them started chatting back and forth for half an hour.

Meng Huang expressed her envy towards their younger schoolmates who have successively built their foundations. As a seventh-year senior, she has not yet grasped the Threshold Technique, hesitant to take that step forward.

Chen Mobai immediately comforted her that it was only a matter of time given her talent.

Then, he wanted to share his own experience and tips for understanding the Threshold Technique. But he realized that he had no insights since he had understood it while under the influence of a potion.

Well then, switch topics.

Chen Mobai talked about recently running into Meng Huang’s teacher, Bian Yiqing, in Che Yucheng’s office. The teacher is responsible for leading this year’s students from the Dance Tool Dao Academy to participate in the University Alliance Exchange in Crimson City. He was fortunate to be part of the team.

[I will be performing on stage during the Millennial Celebration and also on the Dao Academy’s list, so we are teammates, I guess.]

The topic switch was very successful, Meng Huang immediately started talking about her hardships in daily rehearsals and tours.

When she first enrolled, she was not proficient in Qi Cultivation, so she was distracted. She had to balance her classwork, cultivation, and touring all over the country to open her spirit. She failed two elective courses and was laughed at by her peers for a long time.

Once the topic was opened, Meng Huang became an automatic chatterbox, no longer sending text messages, but directly sending big chunks of voice messages.

Chen Mobai clicked it open and listened to her clear, unique voice. A satisfied expression appeared on his face.

Early the next morning, he was planning to visit his neighbor on the mountain after five years, to ask about Meng Huang’s singing and vocal practice habits, preparing to camp regularly in the future.

However, before he had left his door, a red spiritual light descended from the sky.

This small wooden house had never been visited by a Cultivator who had accomplished Foundation Establishment before. Early in the morning, Chen Mobai almost thought he was back in Xiao Nanshan.

Upon closer look, he realized it was Ming Yuhua.

After the effects of the alcohol wore off, he directly came over, saying he wanted to go to the Treasure Trove.

Unlike Chen Mobai, who had accumulated over 100 credits in the Dao Academy over the past five years and met the conditions.

However, since his mentor, Qin Beichen, was currently in seclusion, Ming Yuhua had no choice but to come to Chen Mobai, a “Senior Brother” who had been stationed in Treasure Trove for a year.

Since his good friend rarely needed him, Chen Mobai had to give up visiting his neighbor with a heavy heart and took him to get familiar with the Treasure Trove.