A Top Scholar in Everything

The elixir that extends life.

Baiyu had heard about it, but he had never seen it.

In the Spirit Realm, there are numerous herbs and all sorts of magical objects that are too many to count. But an elixir that extends life, Baiyu had indeed never seen anyone selling it.

Generally, an elixir that extends life refers to herbs that nourish the body and Blood Qi.

Such herbs have the function of prolonging life but not significantly.

And the type that the Third Prince is looking for must be one that can directly increase lifespan.

This is somewhat challenging.

"I'm not clear about the other situations, every Spirit Realm tide is different, and no one can predict what will happen. You'll need to explore it yourself. However, the Third Prince asked me to give you this as well."

With a trembling hand, Lord Nanmu retrieved a silver pocket watch from the pocket of his suit jacket.

"This is a magical item called the 'Dream Pocket Watch.'"

He rubbed the surface of the pocket watch, a trace of reluctance in his eyes: "As for its ability, it will take you to the place of your dreams."

"Oh?"

Baiyu became interested.

It was his first time seeing an intriguing magical item, and he couldn't help but say: "The place of dreams? What does that mean?"

"It's literal—wherever the pointer indicates, is where your heart desires to go."

Lord Nanmu picked up the watch.

The dial was marked with twelve hours and the four cardinal directions, with only one stationary pointer at the center.

"As long as you hold this pocket watch and think about the destination in your heart, the pointer will point to the location of the target."

Lord Nanmu put down the pocket watch and added: "But there's still a 20% chance that the pointer will arbitrarily point to a location, and through multiple experiments, it has been shown that the eventual place pointed to won't be good."

"Will it be dangerous?"

Baiyu was not surprised.

Magical items more or less have negative effects, and having an 80% success rate for this one is already quite high.

"Hmm, it could be dangerous, or it might be something strange, but generally, it's unlikely to be good. However, as long as you're cautious, there shouldn't be too much trouble."

Lord Nanmu's expression was indescribable.

From this expression, Baiyu gleaned some information.

It was likely that the pocket watch had once given Lord Nanmu some bizarre, unspeakable experience, hence his constipated look.

"Anyway, it belongs to you now. The Third Prince always has a keen eye, the Spirit Realm tide is on the seventeenth of next month, and I will send someone to pick you up then. I hope everything goes well for you."

Lord Nanmu leaned on his cane and made a gentlemanly bow.

Baiyu returned the courtesy.

"No need to trouble yourself, young brother, feel free to visit me anytime. I have many young people at my house who you may find common topics with."

Lord Nanmu chuckled heartily, rested on his cane, and walked out of the room.

Baiyu held the silver pocket watch.

The pointer began spinning rapidly, then abruptly stopped, pointing to a teacup in the room.

"So it's like this, just thinking about drinking water will point to the nearest teacup?"

Baiyu gained a rough understanding of the magical item's function.

An 80% chance of success and a 20% chance of failure, which could likely lead him to some bizarre locations.

There's no way to tell if the pointer is correct or not until reaching the destination.

For a normal person, the success rate of this pointer is already quite high. It's just that Baiyu's luck has never been very ideal.

This pointer.

The Third Prince likely intended for him to use it in the Spirit Realm.

"In a month, I'll just go to the Shelter and see how Erin is doing."

Baiyu put away the pocket watch.

...

The next morning.

Most of the guests had already left.

The Qiong family had officially come to know Baiyu, and the younger generation in the Qiong family wouldn't act so distant upon seeing him anymore but would greet him proactively.

After having breakfast.

Baiyu and Qiong Xue boarded a steam carriage for the return journey.

On the sixth floor, there weren't many places to visit; mostly, there were noble residences where everyone would keep to themselves behind closed doors.

"Hey, do you see that? Isn't he someone from your Kendo Club?"

On the carriage.

Qiong Xue, who had been sleeping, suddenly spoke up.

Baiyu followed her gaze and indeed saw a familiar face. It was Su Ahzhong from the Kendo Club, the first person he personally recruited.

However.

This guy was sneaking around, carrying something unknown into a pawnshop. Moreover, his presence on the sixth floor was already perplexing.

Qiong Xue wanted to go and inquire.

"Let's give others a bit of privacy. Since he hasn't planned on telling us, he must have his reasons."

Baiyu stopped her.

The two of them took a carriage all the way back to Celestial South Martial Arts University.

The quarterly assessment results had already been released, and although no bulletin board posted them, the results were already widely circulated among the students.

Su Ruji did not come looking for Baiyu.

Indicating that his grades managed to silence this dean.

At least before the next exam, he wouldn't be troubled by class attendance issues; as long as his grades didn't drop, the academy wouldn't make things difficult for students.

For now, what Baiyu needed to do was very simple.

He had already mastered the Extreme Demon Bone Tempering Technique volumes one through five, but it seemed this Spirit Technique still had potential for further development. However, 5000 cards of Blood Qi was already the limit for a Tier Eight Martial Artist; could it still be improved?

Baiyu wanted to give it a try.

The other thing was to integrate the Power Element and Blood Element Spirit Techniques he obtained from the Qiong family, to maximize his combat strength.

In school.

He lacked no resources, learning environment, or books.

It truly was a holy land for self-improvement.

No wonder so many people wanted to be admitted to a martial arts school.

Just the books that could be borrowed with GPA at a martial arts school were enough to make 99% of society's Martial Artists envious.

But in school.

Baiyu's task panel hadn't changed for quite some time.

"Ever since the upgrade of the Scholar Space, this task panel has been slacking off, and things can't continue like this."

Baiyu furrowed his brow.

The only task on his list was an elite-level [Discover a Rare Level Extraordinary Creature], and the simple task section was already gray and black, unusable.

And the nightmare difficulty task had always been [Recite this secret spell, face the eerie...], never changing.

He had no interest in this task.

No preparation.

Recklessly courting death would truly be fatal.

This nightmare difficulty task obviously had extreme danger, and without full assurance, it would be a fool's errand.

But the Scholar Space, besides the corresponding abilities gained every time a subject knowledge tree was upgraded, the task panel was supposed to be the primary way to obtain items and Spirit Techniques.

Unfortunately.

The task panel is now locked.

And Baiyu deduced it likely requires completing the nightmare task to reactivate the task panel's refresh ability, otherwise he'd have to rely on luck each time to trigger tasks.

"Let's set this matter aside first, I am not currently relying overly on the Scholar Space to advance."

"I have come this far through my own efforts!"