Just as Lu Yang was deep in thought about how to escape from his self-made prison, the Immortal Fairy woke up from her slumber.

Seeing Lu Yang locked up in a dungeon, she was overjoyed, “Lu Yang, you’ve finally been caught after all the mischief you’ve caused, haven’t you?”

Lu Yang replied, “…Fairy, can’t you wish me well?”

“Alright then, I wish you a successful sentence reduction.”

Lu Yang took a deep breath and explained reluctantly, “I was practicing a spell, but there was a slight hiccup.”

“What spell were you practicing?” The Immortal Fairy was curious about what kind of spell could land someone in a dungeon.

“Drawing Ground into Prison.”

“I see.”

As they were talking, a large hand suddenly appeared and pulled Lu Yang up from the ground. It was Ji Hongwen.

Ji Hongwen had watched Lu Yang dig a hole and build a prison cell for himself out of dirt.

He was puzzled. Was there any similarity between the spell he taught and the one Lu Yang learned?

Oh, the names were similar.

That was even more absurd!

Facing Ji Hongwen’s helpless gaze, Lu Yang blinked innocently.

“Senior Brother Ji, is there any hope for my Drawing Ground into Prison?”

Ji Hongwen nodded solemnly, “The sage advocates teaching without discrimination. As long as the method is right, there is no student who cannot be taught. I am sure I can teach you!”

Lu Yang was overjoyed. See, Senior Brother Ji was reliable.

“Show me your spell again, this time draw a circle around me. I want to see where the problem lies.”

“Alright.”

Lu Yang recalled the state he was in when he cast the spell just now, and drew a circle around Ji Hongwen with his hand.

The circle was perfect, adhering to the principle of pi.

Then Ji Hongwen felt a heaviness in his body and found himself locked in a dungeon.

Ji Hongwen: “……”

He blinked, completely baffled by what had just happened.

As a cultivator at the Unity stage, if he wanted to resist, Lu Yang would naturally not be able to lock him in the dungeon. But by doing so, he couldn’t understand how Lu Yang had learned the spell incorrectly.

Ji Hongwen often substituted for the Fourth Elder in teaching, making him something of a half-teacher.

As a teacher, he should be able to teach his students.

Before teaching the students, he needed to understand them.

Ji Hongwen tapped on the dirt pillar and found that the dungeon was quite sturdy, enough to hold a cultivator at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. It could be considered a form of combat.

However, he still couldn’t figure out how Lu Yang had learned the spell incorrectly.

Ji Hongwen crawled out of the dungeon, “Do it again.”

Lu Yang once again used his hand as a pointer and locked Ji Hongwen back in.

Ji Hongwen, like a mole, kept burrowing out and back in. After dozens of repetitions, just as Lu Yang was about to cast the spell again, Ji Hongwen stopped him.

“I know where the problem lies.” Ji Hongwen nodded solemnly, his gaze deep.

Lu Yang was overjoyed and quickly asked Ji Hongwen where the problem was.

“The problem is that I shouldn’t have taught you.”

“Huh?”

Ji Hongwen sighed inwardly. It wasn’t that he didn’t adhere to the sage’s philosophy, but rather that his vision was limited and he couldn’t understand.

He even suspected that it wasn’t that he couldn’t teach Lu Yang, but that even the sage himself wouldn’t be able to.

“Man Gu, Jingzhou, you two remember to practice diligently.”

“Yes.”

After practicing for so long, Meng Jingzhou gradually mastered the knack of Drawing Ground into Prison, and his success rate significantly improved. Man Gu, on the other hand, was still the same, only drawing circles and unable to trap anyone.

After saying this, Ji Hongwen floated away, leaving the three of them drawing circles on the ground.

“It’s over, Senior Brother Ji has given up on you.” Meng Jingzhou mocked Lu Yang with schadenfreude.

“Drawing Ground into Prison!” Lu Yang, in a fit of anger, quickly drew a circle around Meng Jingzhou. Meng Jingzhou let out a yell as he was locked in the dungeon.

Meng Jingzhou forcefully broke out of the dungeon, and immediately drew a circle around Lu Yang, trapping him, “Drawing Ground into Prison!”

“Drawing Ground into Prison!”

“Drawing Ground into Prison!”

“Drawing Ground into Prison!”

“Drawing Ground into Prison!”

“Evil creature, you have caused countless deaths. Watch as I suppress you into the dungeon, never to rise again!”

“Old baldy, it’s still uncertain who will suppress who today. I’d like to see if you can escape the circle drawn by this Demon Lord!”

“Ha! Take this!”

“Take this!”

The two of them practiced the newly learned spell in actual combat, and their proficiency visibly improved at a rapid pace.

Only Man Gu, with a single-minded focus, kept drawing circles on the side.

In the end, both of them were exhausted and called a truce.

They sat on the ground, panting heavily. They had been shouting their moves while fighting, leaving their mouths dry. They used the last of their magic to condense water in the air and drank heartily.

“Senior Brother Man Gu, I’ve finally found you.” A figure walked into the bamboo forest and found Man Gu.

“Li Haoran?” Lu Yang recognized the newcomer.

“So Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Meng are here too.” Li Haoran greeted them.

“Senior Brother Man Gu, the hammer you asked me to modify is ready.”

“So soon? Quick, let me see.” Hearing that his weapon had been upgraded, Man Gu was both eager and excited.

Without further ado, Li Haoran took out a giant iron hammer from his jade identity card. The hammer was as tall as a person.

The head of the hammer looked like a huge red agate, giving it a substantial weight. It shone brilliantly under the sun, and the handle was changed to pure white, matching Man Gu’s white scholar’s robe perfectly.

“Not bad, not bad.” Man Gu weighed the hammer in his hand, swung it a couple of times, and was very satisfied with the whooshing sound it made.

The important feature of playing “Words of the Sage” during combat was also retained by Li Haoran.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou looked at each other with strange expressions, “Junior Brother Li, are you sure this is a hammer?”

“Yes.” Li Haoran nodded as if it was a matter of course.Meng Jingzhou complained, “What the hell, this is just a giant lollipop, Man Gu was even licking the hammer head just now!”

Li Haoran explained the reason for his modification, “Originally, Brother Man told me that he wanted to add striking horns on both ends of the hammer. Considering that Brother Man is a Confucian cultivator, I suggested to him that using a hammer to hit people is an inelegant act and contradicts people’s impression of Confucian cultivators.”

“Since Brother Man likes to fight with a hammer, I came up with a compromise. I turned the hammer into a giant lollipop, which is more friendly. It can be used as a weapon during fights and can be eaten during leisure time. Walking around the street with a big hammer can also attract children’s interest, enhance friendliness, and achieve multiple benefits!”

Indeed, in terms of friendliness, no weapon can beat a giant lollipop.

Lu Yang: “……”

Damn, I actually think what Li Haoran said makes some sense. Have I been assimilated by the Immortal Fairy?

Man Gu added, “Moreover, the lollipops made by Junior Brother Li are 20% cheaper than those in the cafeteria.”

Only then did Lu Yang remember that the cafeteria was also a business of the Refining Peak. Li Haoran, you wouldn’t be planning to open a lollipop shop in the cafeteria and use Man Gu as a practice, would you?

“This is not a matter of cheap or not… Forget it, as long as you guys are happy.” Lu Yang gave up trying to dissuade them, too tired to retort.

“Hmm?” Lu Yang heard someone sending him a message.

“What’s up?”

“The eldest sister is back, she asked me to return to Tianmen Peak.”

(End of Chapter)