Ming Hua silently stood at the corner of the open field of Spirit Spring Academy while countless thoughts ran through her mind. The academy grounds were peaceful.
Birds chirped softly nearby while students sat attentively on the grass listening to Lin Feng's lecture.
Lin Feng himself stood calmly before the students with his hands behind his back as though nothing unusual had happened earlier.
One would never guess that just an hour ago he had casually defeated and captured a Divine Tribulation Realm powerhouse.
"…The dao of cultivation is much like eating hotpot," Lin Feng said calmly.
"You cannot be impatient."
"If you rush to eat the meat before it finishes cooking, you either burn your mouth or get an upset stomach."
The students nodded seriously.
"I understand, Teacher Lin!"
"So cultivation requires patience!"
"Teacher Lin's wisdom truly reaches the heavens!" Ming Hua's eyelids twitched faintly. A Divine Tribulation Realm monster had nearly destroyed a city earlier…
