Chapter 91

Chapter 91: Yin-Yang Dao (Part 2)

The classroom floor was covered in foam boards, next to piles of paper money for the underworld. Each sheet casually touched was worth thirty million, a small goal. In front of the paper money were rows of locust flower cakes, dried petals pressed into a state with no moisture, allowing students to break off a piece and rub it into flower rain during practice.

After teaching, Wang Yangming and Chen Wuqi sat back and watched the students practice.

Everyone stepped barefoot onto the foam boards, recalling the steps that Wang Yangming had demonstrated. Like chicks learning to fly, they spread their wings and flapped on their own.

Chen Wuqi, with his sharp tongue, occasionally pointed things out:

"Wrong! Is that the Blessing Fragrance God or the Earth God?!"

"Are your eyes blowing out air?!"

"Do you think the locust flower cake is a bread? This size is enough for a meal!"

"The Calm Heart Incantation should be on top, I’ll say it again! Blessing Fragrance God on top—are you trying to bring this old ghost back to life?!"

The students were getting scolded relentlessly.

Wang Yangming leisurely sipped his oolong tea.

The students practiced in units by their dorms. An Xueru's movements were slow, occasionally pausing. "First, lay the paper money, then draw the incantations..."

Ming Yue, picking at her toes, reminded her:

"First draw the Calm Heart Incantation, then the Blessing Fragrance God."

"Otherwise, if you encounter someone in a frenzied mood, and you open a path for them, they might turn around and retaliate against you."

An Xueru responded, "Oh, oh."

"First draw the Calm Heart Incantation."

The vermilion brush moved like a dragon, the wolf-hair brush containing cinnabar red. It should have turned into the Calm Heart Incantation with a single stroke, but it was broken and intermittent, leaving uneven strokes on the yellow paper. Ming Yue, who was casually picking at her feet, commented:

"Fatty, this won’t do."

"The Calm Heart Incantation is even easier to draw than the Cleanse Mouth Incantation."

"Why does it look like a dog chewed on the paper?"

An Xueru was distracted, not lifting her head, silently chanting the Yin-Yang Dao requires focus and sincerity."I haven't drawn it in a long time, that's all."

"Pick at your chicken eyes and shut up."

Ming Yue: "……"

Where did I get chicken eyes from?

Bai Linlang, who was drawing the Blessing Fragrance God Incantation beside her, suddenly laughed with a snicker. Her hand shook, and the last stroke of the Blessing Fragrance God was crooked.

Bai Linlang: "……"

Ming Yue: "Hahahahahaha!"

Bai Linlang spat, angrily flicking her wolf-hair brush. Ming Yue immediately got a streak of cinnabar red on her face.

"Stop laughing."

"Focus on practicing, if you keep showing off, be careful, I’ll skin you!"

Ming Yue shrugged her shoulders, her tone not proud but full of confidence.

"Except for the Big Dipper God Incantation, I can do all the Eight God Incantations."

"Department head, do you want me to help you draw the Blessing Fragrance God?"

Bai Linlang was stunned. "You can even do the Cleanse Heaven and Earth God?"

The Cleanse Heaven and Earth God Incantation was extremely complex, requiring a high output of Yang energy over an extended period.

Ming Yue nodded as a matter of course. "My Yang energy reserves are enough to draw it."

"But, I can only draw two incantations per recharge."

Bai Linlang: "……"

Bai Linlang opened her mouth, her mind bubbling with vinegar. "When did you learn that?"

Ming Yue: "Winter break."

"When the punishment signing explosion happened, you called me, and I was practicing the Cleanse Heaven and Earth God at the time."

Bai Linlang: "……"Bai Shizhang felt like she was about to pass out.

"I swear, you..."

"Shit, you're way ahead of everyone, Ming Yue!" Bai Linlang glared.

"You're already doing the Cleanse Heaven and Earth God Incantation, and even the fourth-year students might not be able to name ten who can do it!"

Ming Yue, with a serious face, made a comparison: "It’s not like that."

"My strength lies in Yang energy supply; not knowing the Cleanse Heaven and Earth God Incantation would be the real mistake."

"Their techniques are good in fourth year, they can do the Heavenly General Incantation."

Bai Linlang: "……"

Bai Linlang, holding her breath, said, "I'm mentally exhausted, let me be."

Her expression was truly indescribable. Ming Yue misunderstood and thought her dorm head was calling her out for bragging, so she picked up the brush and began drawing the Blessing Fragrance God Incantation. The result was clean and beautiful, with smooth, rounded strokes; it would easily fetch over ten thousand on the market.

"Look," she said, "I really can do it."

Bai Linlang: "……"

Bai Linlang, ashamed and furious, shouted, "Get lost!"

"Pick at your chicken eyes."

Chen Wuyi, glancing over at them, took the opportunity to speak: "Hey, you, the one picking your feet."

"Keep showing off, and I’ll let you show off on the podium?"

Ming Yue immediately froze, forcing a smile, "No, no, Teacher Chen, you're busy."

With that, Ming Yue stacked the previous Cleanse Mind Incantation and Blessing Fragrance God Incantation, stepped on a few "three million" notes, then let two Eight God Incantations float down, followed by a bunch of locust flowers—

The fine, yellowish petals fluttered down with a rustling sound, landing on the final stroke of the Cleanse Mind Incantation. The grayish-yellow Yin and Yang energies slowly rose up, inching their way to head height.

Ming Yue reached out to pull a banner, making a "roof" for the Yin and Yang environment.

Yin Yang Dao, success.

The two roommates were stunned.Chen Wuyi carefully examined and nodded.

The students let out an exclamation, followed by scattered applause.

"Wow, Ming Yue, that was fast!"

"You can draw the Blessing Fragrance God Incantation!"

"That's amazing! Hahaha, the first one to finish is from our Comprehensive Department!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere instantly turned tense.

The three departments were now in direct opposition, with sparks flying in their gazes.

Wang Yangming closed the teacup lid, thinking that this girl had done well. But he reprimanded her out loud:

"What did I just say?"

"You want to get skinned, huh?"

"Focus on practicing. Once you're done, sit still. Are there nails sticking out of the floor?"

Ming Yue: "……"

Ming Yue quickly agreed, obediently picking her fingers on the foam board, looking like a kindergarten child.

Jin Yuanbao tilted his head to watch the excitement, while Yan Jun slowly stacked the Blessing Fragrance God Incantation without scattering any locust flowers, then stopped the brush.

"Wow, Ming Yue is really amazing," Jin Yuanbao said.

"Bro, you have a long way to go," he added.

Jin Yuanbao crumpled up the Blessing Fragrance God Incantation he had drawn badly and tossed it at Yan Jun.

Yan Jun didn't even blush, instead nodding calmly: "I know."

"I was mentally prepared for this."

Jin Yuanbao: "…Bro, I was just teasing you."

"Why are you getting all serious?"Yan Jun smoothly replied, "I was just seriously responding to your exclamation."

"Ming Yue's talent is indeed unprecedented."

Jin Yuanbao: "Stop acting. In the context earlier, how could your answer possibly mean that?"

Yan Jun smiled: "It means exactly that."

Jin Yuanbao curled his lips.

He carefully observed Jun Weiran not far away and quietly said, "Captain, you can do whatever you want."

"But at least consider the face of your commuting brothers."

Yan Jun nodded: "I understand."

"I've never mentioned this to Old Jun."

Jin Yuanbao laughed, "Denying it only means you're admitting it. You were just making excuses!"

"Forget it, I’m not interested in stirring the pot. Old Jun definitely has the personality of someone who will die alone."

"Meanwhile, Ming Ge has been all over him... Hey? Recently, Ming Yue and Old Jun have been seeing less of each other."

Yan Jun: "Mhm, you're very observant."

Jin Yuanbao: "…Pah."

"You're so calm. You must have noticed already."

"What's going on?"

Yan Jun thought about what Ming Yue had told him yesterday regarding the spell testing, and as the words almost came out, he hesitated and changed it to, "Maybe Ming Yue has just been very busy recently."

"Besides, during the exam, didn’t you notice that Ming Yue and Old Jun were no longer in sync?"

After crumpling up another Blessing Fragrance God Incantation, Jin Yuanbao muttered irritably:

"Yeah."

"I was still advising Jun Weiran at the Gratitude Hall back then, telling him that good people are rare and he should get to work early.""Then Jun Weiran told me, 'Revenge for one's father,' sigh."

Yan Jun crumpled up the perfect Blessing Fragrance God Incantation and threw it aside, making Jin Yuanbao feel heartbroken. "What do you mean, 'Revenge for one's father'?"

Jin Yuanbao pouted, "Well, his dad and Ming family's uncle had some old grudge, like a wrapped foot cloth."

"No, bro, why did you throw it away when it was looking so good? Don’t you want to try it?"

Yan Jun spread his palms, "I’m confident in my own skill."

"No need to try."

Jin Yuanbao was speechless: "…"

"Bro, if you don't want to steal Ming Second Master's spotlight, just say it directly."

"Why the roundabout way? I never knew you were so poetic before."

Yan Jun smiled and said, "So now you know."

"Thank you."

Jin Yuanbao: "…"

"Go away, the dog food never ends, seriously."

The ten days of intensive training passed quickly.

During this time, Ming Yue and Yan Jun’s relationship was very good, while Bai Linlang and An Xueru, one with a red face and the other with a white face, had interrogated her several times in the dormitory, but Ming Second Master couldn’t come up with a solid explanation.

The moon grew fuller day by day.

From the crescent moon to the almost full moon.

Today, they were to fill out the Mid-Yuan Festival internship form.

Without hesitation, Ming Yue wrote "Fengdu Wasted Death City."

Bai Linlang reminded her, "You're being possessed! Wasted Death City is not a physical place in a natural environment.""You can only write Fengdu."

Ming Yue: "…"

Ming Yue suddenly realized: "Oh, right!"

Bai Linlang helplessly said: "You... you're so stubborn with big matters, but you worry about the smallest things, sigh."

An Xueru checked the form, "Look, the instructor's signature at the end is Chen Wuqi, not Li Xianzhou."

Ming Yue leaned over: "He still hasn't come back?"

"It's been almost a month."

An Xueru pinched the soft flesh on her waist: "Don't you know? Didn't you attend the Imperial Court trial too?"

Ming Yue said halfway: "I only went for the first... never mind, I don't even know why Teacher Li hasn't come back."

"Logically, he should be back by now."

Bai Linlang collected the three forms, preparing to submit them that evening, and asked, "Ming Yue, isn't your brother acquainted with Li Xianzhou? Haven't you heard anything?"

Ming Yue's heart sank slightly, "Sigh, don't mention it."

"My family's situation right now is more tangled than a ball of yarn, about to explode."

"I really don’t want to see my older brother."

The two roommates cleaned their ears: "What happened?"

Ming Yue opened her mouth, knowing that both her roommates were true friends, cold on the outside but warm on the inside, not people with hidden motives, but she didn’t know how to explain. The situation was too complicated and absurd:

"... It's complicated."

"Once everything's settled, I'll explain it to you in detail."

That evening, Bai Linlang knocked on Yan Jun's dorm door, handed in the forms, and while the class leader checked the required fields, she pondered and asked:

"Class leader, do you know that Ming Yue's family is having trouble recently?"

Yan Jun paused his hand, "I know."

Bai Linlang had already stepped out of the dorm room, but hearing this, she stepped back in, "In that case, could you tell me more?"Yan Jun seemed to ask casually: "Ming Yue didn't say anything?"

"If she didn't say, I won't speak," Bai Linlang replied.

Bai Linlang: "…"

Bai Linlang was speechless, "It's not a matter of whether she says or not. An Xueru and I are the people closest to her in school."

"I really can't stand it. She’s been looking like she hasn't slept all night, flipping pancakes for hours."

"And you're still saying you like her? Have you seen those dark circles under her eyes? They’re practically a national treasure."

"Can you really like her that much?"

The class leader, Bai Linlang, was speaking her mind without caring about time, place, or situation.

From the balcony came a clinking sound, the noise of a spatula hitting the floor. Jin Yuanbao, nestled in bed, gave Bai Linlang a look. Then, Jun Wei Ran pushed open the balcony door and walked into the room.

Bai Linlang: "…"

Damn it, I heard it, I heard it.

My sister is like a beautiful flower, but she's paired with someone like you, a giant garlic bulb, what a loss!

But it’s better to give up early!

On July 14th, Li Xianzhou returned to school.

At the same time, he brought back the judgment from the Spiritualist Association.

The Ghost-slaying Institute won the case.

However, compensation was required to be paid to the organizers, either financially or in manpower.

One of the conditions was to help the underworld tally and organize reincarnation data.

The notice was posted on the notice board at the entrance of the institute, and students eagerly gathered to read it, all with the same reaction.

The underworld must have lost its mind.Isn't their own Book of Life and Death thick enough?

What data are they counting?