You Cultivate, I Also Cultivate, Why Our Cultivation Styles Are So Different?

Time flies by quickly. Just as the third quarter of the hour had passed, a gust of wind blew open the laboratory door again. Yan Jia and Gou Teng, who were already prepared, closed their eyes tightly and lowered their heads simultaneously.

Many people were prepared early like them, but most still fell victim. The classroom suddenly erupted with cries of pain one after another.

When the golden light finally dimmed, Yan Jia slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head.

 

A fiery red Golden Crow stood on the open platform in front of the classroom. Once everyone in the classroom had calmed down, the Golden Crow turned into Teacher Xuan Hui in a golden light.

 

Looking around the entire laboratory, he said, “Among you, some are my students whose future goal is the Golden Crow Avatar, and some are also my students, but their goals are not the same. And there are many more who are not my students at all.”

 

As Teacher Xuan Hui spoke, he waved his right hand, and a large table instantly appeared on the platform.

The table was not high, only slightly higher than Yan Jia’s current desk, but it was big, about three meters wide, and almost twice as long as it was wide. It looked like it was made of wood, but Yan Jia couldn’t recognize what kind of wood it was.

Yan Jia sat in the front row, so he could feel a faint burning sensation from when the table appeared. The temperature wasn’t high, but when he looked at it, it was as if the entire table was burning.

“Fire-attribute wood, the world is really full of wonders.” Yan Jia was somewhat impressed.

 

“This is the Holy Tree Fusang wood, it was cut off from the Devine Tree Fusang’s body.” Gou Teng said faintly, but it could be seen that he was also a little excited. Yan Jia did not respond but could also understand because he was very excited. He was excited about what was going to happen next.

After all, most people would never encounter what would happen next in their entire lives.

 

Teacher Xuan Hui gently waved his right hand once again. Yan Jia discovered that the other party had a ring on his right index finger this time. It was a simple-looking ring without any decoration, not even the most basic inscription or pattern. It was as if this ring had been forged to be called a ring.

However, Yan Jia did not look down on this ring. He could guess that it was a necessary divine tool for travelers.

In the west, this divine artifact was called the Limbo Ring; in the east, it was commonly known as the Space Ring.

The Space Ring was also a very precious treasure in the Shanhai World.

The slight burning sensation instantly intensified with a wave of Teacher Xuan Hui’s hand. It was as if a massive fire had suddenly ignited in front of Yan Jia. Although Yan Jia was immune to this degree of heat, he was still somewhat excited.

“I know that you have only one purpose for coming here today.”

A golden figure also appeared on the large table. It was the corpse of a golden bird. The theme of this lesson was dissecting the Golden Crow.

That’s why many non-majors also come over to listen to the class and gain insight. How many chances did a person have in their lifetime to see a Golden Crow, let alone see it being dissected right before them? It was also the strongest kind of divine beast in the entire world.

This Golden Crow’s size wasn’t too big, although it looked to be much bigger than the Golden Crow Avatar formed by Teacher Xuan Hui. But thinking about it, it was apparent that Teacher Xuan Hui’s Avatar only looked small. If one only used its size to determine its strength, they would definitely die from that mistake.

Teacher Xuan Hui had already placed the Golden Crow’s corpse in the middle of the table as he spoke. The two wings of the Golden Crow were also opened.

The Golden Crow’s wings were enormous. Two wings had already stretched out from both sides of the table but didn’t hang down. They were still straight, but the feathers on both sides still dragged to the ground.

“This is still a young Golden Crow, not yet at the point of adulthood. Even though its body length is less than two meters, its wingspan has almost reached eight meters.” Teacher Xuan Hui took out some tools and put on a pair of pure white gloves and a mask as he spoke. However, Yan Jia noticed that Teacher Xuan Hui’s clothes stayed the same.

“Generally speaking, we call the Golden Crow the Three-legged Golden Crow, but you guys have noticed that this Golden Crow doesn’t have a third leg.”

 

As he spoke, Teacher Xuan Hui raised both legs of the Golden Crow, allowing everyone to see clearly that there wasn’t a legendary third leg between the two legs of the Golden Crow.

 

“Many Golden Crows will grow a third leg after they reach adulthood, but this isn’t absolute. There will also be many Golden Crows that won’t grow a third leg even after they reach adulthood.”

 

After saying that, Teacher Xuan Hui put down the Golden Crow’s two legs.

 

“The three-legged Golden Crow will have some advantages in terms of fighting and body strength. The Golden Crow that has not grown a third leg will generally develop better in terms of controlling flames, but this isn’t absolute. Some Golden Crows that have grown a third leg also have the same control over Spirit Qi as the Golden Crow that hasn’t grown a third leg. “

 

He walked to the head of the Golden Crow and stretched out his hand to completely open its left wing. He pushed open the feather and revealed a small wound hidden beneath.

“This Golden Crow didn’t die naturally, as seen by the wound here. It’s very small, but this wound directly destroyed the Golden Crow’s heart. It was a single fatal blow, with no other wounds on the Golden Crow’s body. The attacker had already escaped when we discovered it, and didn’t leave behind any clues. Therefore, we did not find out what kind of creature attacked this Golden Crow.”

He put down the feather in his hand and then turned around to take out a small knife from the toolbox. A white light was reflected by the side of the knife into Yan Jia’s eyes. Which made him instantly feel a chill in his body. The knife gave off a terrifying feeling.

The knife resembled the scalpel in his previous life. It seemed that even if it was a different world, because of the same use, some things would still be designed into the same shape in the end.

Teacher Xuan Hui first dragged the Golden Crow towards himself, making the Golden Crow’s head completely hang down the edge of the table. He also took out a container and placed it under the Golden Crow’s head.

He did not pluck the Golden Crow’s feathers; he instead used his hand to push away the feathers on its neck. He gently used the knife to cut open a small wound on the spot where the feathers had been pushed open. A stream of blood slowly flowed out from the wound after Teacher Xuan Hui’s hands let go.

As the fresh blood slowly flowed out, the classroom also emitted waves of fragrance. The Golden Crow’s blood was not as simple as the human’s red blood. It was more like a golden-red color, and it was mixed with a little bit of golden light.

The blood did not flow slowly, and it did not seem like it came from a corpse that had been dead for a long time.