The first day of the competition was over.
Night had fallen. The clamor within the university gradually subsided as most people returned to their rooms to practice their Cultivation.
However, the lights were still burning bright in the study of Elder Huo's detached villa.
Gu Ming pushed the door open and stepped inside. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of Spirit Grass incense and the scent of old scrolls.
"You're here?"
Elder Huo sat behind a large sandalwood desk, toying with a recording Crystal Stone in his hand.
It was repeatedly playing a recording of Cyan Treasure using Rootless Wood from earlier in the day.
The elation from before had vanished from his face, replaced by the characteristic focus and caution of a researcher.
"Teacher Huo." Gu Ming bowed respectfully.
Elder Huo set the Crystal Stone down. His gaze sharpened as he looked at Gu Ming, getting straight to the point.
"Kid, let's not waste words."
