Chapter 65: The Benefits of a Small Group

“By the time you masters these spells, we might just be breaking through to Qi Refining second level,” Su Linyuan said with a bitter tone.

One step behind, and you’re left behind in every way.

A sense of growing frustration, as if a chasm kept widening.

“Spells are far easier to cultivate than cultivation arts. You’ll catch up soon enough,” Su Wuji said carelessly. “Spells are just a matter of practice. The key is diligence.”

Like Su Yunhu, who spends his days thinking only of slacking off.

He’d struggle even to master the simplest spell, let alone reach minor proficiency.

Su Yunhu heard this and rolled his eyes, thinking: Why am I always the target?

Su Linyuan, upon hearing this, suddenly regained his spirit.

“By the way, do you want to enter the Beast Blood Purification Pool? If so, you’ll need to push your Body Refinement art to the next realm.”

I heard this year’s Martial Class has produced several young geniuses.

They got into the clan school and already secured spots in the Beast Blood Purification Pool.

So the spots left for students from other classes won’t be many.

The entire grade is fighting over these twenty spots. Everyone’s now pushing their cultivation base to the limit,” Su Linyuan said.

Su Yunhu stared at him in disbelief. “Are you crazy? You’re a descendant of the Witch Bloodline—why are you even trying for the Beast Blood Purification Pool? Afraid your Witch Blood will be washed away?”

Su Linyuan froze. “So descendants of the Witch Bloodline really can’t enter?”

“Of course not—otherwise why would Master Liu emphasize it so much?” Su Yunhu gave him a look like he’d lost his mind.

Su Linyuan grimaced. “I was just thinking… maybe I could try.”

“Try what? Try and die?” Su Yunhu shot back.

Cough, cough—Yang Guan couldn’t hold back and laughed until he coughed.

He’d rarely seen his cousin get shut down like this. This guy Su Yunhu really knew how to talk.

“So, among you three, who wants to compete for a spot in the Beast Blood Purification Pool?” Su Linyuan ignored Su Yunhu and turned to Su Jin and the others.

“I’m definitely competing,” Su Wuji said matter-of-factly. “If I don’t, no one will. If I don’t go, it’ll be even harder for anyone else.” He spoke with absolute confidence.

At these words, both Su Linyuan and Yang Guan froze.

They hadn’t realized Su Wuji had no Witch Bloodline—he’d held the top spot in class purely through his own Qi Refining talent.

“I’m also planning to compete,” Yang Guan suddenly spoke up. But he was an outsider with no Witch Bloodline—winning would be extremely difficult.

In Su Wuji’s mind, this guy was just a runner-up.

“I guess only the two of us from our class will compete?” Su Wuji mused.

“Even if others want to compete, they won’t make it this year. They can try next year,” Yang Guan said, a soft smile playing on his lips.

But the smile was cold.

“If you need any help, just say the word,” Su Cheng said. “Just do your best—don’t bring shame to the class.”

“I can offer some help too,” Su Jin said.

“Then you two work hard and crush those Martial Class geniuses,” Su Linyuan grinned.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re right,” Su Wuji agreed immediately.

Their gazes met briefly, then each turned away, satisfied.

Clearly, they all thought the same.

Su Jin stared at the two of them in silence, then pulled out two small bowls, poured a little Ice-Sunken Dew into each, and pushed them toward Su Linyuan and Yang Guan.

“I’ve already given these to the others. These are yours.”

Upon hearing Su Jin’s words, Su Linyuan immediately moved the two bowls away—he first handed Yang Guan’s to him, then took his own.

He took a tiny sip.

Su Linyuan immediately praised: “I’ve long heard you’re skilled at blending spiritual dew—today I finally see it for myself.”

“Is this little bowl of dew the benefit of our little group?”

“What little group? We don’t have any little group,” Su Jin said, grimacing.

“I get it, I get it—until Master Liu officially forms teams, we can’t form any,” Su Linyuan grinned.

Starting in fourth grade, we have field training. Each outing is done in small squads, because the clan school forbids forming teams early.

Only after fourth grade can our class instructor decide which students form teams for training.

After all, field training carries real danger.

If teammates drag each other down, casualties are likely.

The class instructor will organize students into squads based on actual conditions.

Before the instructor makes a decision, no student may form a team privately.

This is to prevent cheating by students and their families.

Yang Guan also took a small sip of the Ice-Sunken Dew.

He had to admit—the quality was exceptional. He’d never tasted Ice-Sunken Dew this good outside the clan school!

One sip, and his mind instantly turned cool and clear.

This feeling… was incredible.

No wonder his father said that sometimes, the finest resources only circulate within a small circle.

You can’t even get in, no matter how much you want to.

“Then it’s settled. Starting tomorrow, I, Su Yunhu, and Yang Guan will join your academy. Su Wuji and Yang Guan will focus on Body Refinement art to compete for Beast Blood Purification Pool spots.”

“The rest of you will provide support,” Su Linyuan said. “Su Wuji, don’t worry—we’ll go ask Master Liu right away. We’re all doing this for the class’s honor—he’ll surely approve.”

“You just want to come to the Third Academy to soak up spiritual energy,” Su Cheng said bluntly.

“Hehehe, Su Cheng, you’re so sharp—you saw right through me,” Su Linyuan admitted freely. “I think if the three of us come to your academy to soak up spiritual energy, we might break through to Qi Refining second level a few days earlier.”

Su Cheng sneered outright.

He thought: Who do you think you’re fooling with your petty schemes?

“Master Liu won’t agree. You’re not just coming to soak up spiritual energy—you’re disrupting our cultivation. Why would he approve?”

“Master Liu will agree,” Su Wuji said irritably, pointing at Su Linyuan. “Because he’ll say we invited them over for a surprise training push—to bring honor to the class.”

Su Cheng was stunned.

He thought: I seriously underestimated you, Su Linyuan!!

Your face must be thicker than oxhide!

“Hehehe, I’ve been seen through again by Su Wuji. The world has too many smart people—I Su Linyuan am no longer lonely,” Su Linyuan said, proud yet restrained.

Su Cheng: “...”

Su Jin: “...”

Su Yunhu burst out laughing.

Su Wuji rolled his eyes in exasperation.