Jiang Man stood where the courtyard’s instructor usually stood.

Looking down at the crowd, he couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions.

’So the person standing in this spot isn’t necessarily wealthy,’ he thought.

But standing here did grant a good amount of Spiritual Source.

At least, it did for him.

Mr. Miao was also surprised to see Jiang Man.

She didn’t know much about Jiang Man, only that he was one of the people sent from the Foundation Establishment Courtyard to teach.

Senior Sister Yan held him in high esteem but hadn’t gone into specifics.

It wasn’t until Yan Huimin mentioned him reaching Foundation Establishment in fifteen days that she was shocked to realize just how much of a genius he was.

’How did he master the Promotion Skill in just fifteen days?’

Someone immediately asked just that.

Mr. Miao was pleased. ’A good question,’ she thought.

Jiang Man had answered this kind of question before, so he told them the truth.

It was inextricably linked to the eight days he had spent cultivating diligently in the Secret Realm.

The crowd was puzzled. ’Just eight or nine days?’

Jiang Man didn’t explain further. In his letter, Mr. Yan had told him to be more reserved and not to mention pulling all-nighters.

He had also said that as long as Jiang Man shared his experience and helped them better understand how to reach Foundation Establishment, his mission would be complete.

But Jiang Man wasn’t one to just go through the motions. He felt he had to do a bit more to justify accepting the five thousand Spiritual Source, or he’d feel embarrassed.

"You can ask any standard questions you have. If I can answer, I will. If I can’t answer today, I should be able to tomorrow," Jiang Man said.

Yan Huimin immediately asked, "Can we ask about Magic Skills?"

"You can," Jiang Man nodded.

"Then can I ask how to cultivate the Nine Clouds Dragon-Suppressing Seal?" Yan Huimin asked.

"I’ll write it down for you later," Jiang Man said.

Yan Huimin was overjoyed.

’An autograph from a legend.’

’This will be worth a fortune someday.’

"I’d like to hear the Foundation Establishment Courtyard’s understanding of the Promotion Skill," someone in the front row said.

Some of the others agreed, while some thought it was a waste of time.

This was because everyone had learned the Promotion Skill at the Rehabilitation Courtyard.

’It’s all more or less the same,’ they thought.

’There’s no need to waste time re-learning it.’

Jiang Man had two different understandings of the Promotion Skill.

One was from the senior brother who had explained it to him during registration.

The other was from the explanation the Old Yellow Ox gave him.

That had laid the groundwork for systematic learning.

Unfortunately, systematic learning was too time-consuming, so he could only focus on raising his Cultivation first.

He’d leave the rest to Old Huang.

He had always firmly believed that once his Cultivation was high enough, returning to his studies would make all problems easy to solve.

It wouldn’t take up a huge amount of time then.

And even if it did take time, his stronger self would surely have enough of it to learn slowly.

After that, everyone looked at Fang Yong.

As the top-ranked student, if he nodded, the others wouldn’t be in a position to refuse.

Fang Yong looked at Jiang Man, his heart a turmoil of emotions.

’Before I knew it, the gap between us has gotten this big.’

However, Jiang Man dressed plainly, and his fame wasn’t as conspicuous as it was in the Yunqian Bureau.

’He probably attracts a lot of ridicule.’

Many thoughts ran through his mind.

In the end, he nodded, choosing to listen.

He had watched Jiang Man rise. Back then, he had been ranked last and could barely afford the cultivation fee.

Now, less than two years later, he had reached the top of the Foundation Establishment Courtyard.

’There’s definitely something to be learned from him.’

’I have to learn from him.’

"Since you all want to hear it, let’s have Jiang Man explain it to you," Mr. Miao said from the side.

In truth, she didn’t think it was necessary.

’How much more can you really say about the Promotion Skill?’

Jiang Man recalled Old Huang’s words. "The conventional Promotion Skill involves mobilizing all the Spiritual Qi in your body to connect with your Qi and Blood and Spirit.

"You should all be familiar with this method.

"So today, we’ll try a different way of understanding it.

"The final result is still to use Qi and Blood and Spirit to dissolve the Realm’s barrier, nourish the body, and cultivate the foundation."

Jiang Man had understood what the Old Yellow Ox said, and had even tried it.

It was slightly different from the original method, but the underlying logic was the same.

It wasn’t an Evil Cultivator technique.

As he spoke with eloquent ease, even those who were initially uninterested began to listen intently.

Even Mr. Miao couldn’t help but sit up straight.

She felt that this version of the Promotion Skill was easier to understand than her own, and even more profound.

’No wonder he’s a genius.’

She felt a little fortunate that she hadn’t left.

If it weren’t for what Yan Huimin had said, she would have left and let him handle it on his own.

After half a day, Jiang Man concluded his lecture. "That’s the gist of it. You can study it on your own and then cultivate accordingly."

Afterward, Jiang Man found a spot and wrote down the Nine Clouds Dragon Suppressing Technique, then gave it to Yan Huimin.

With that, he began to cultivate.

Mr. Miao looked at him, puzzled. "What are you doing now?"

Jiang Man answered truthfully, "Cultivating. It’s still early. Aren’t you going to cultivate, Mr. Miao?"

Mr. Miao was taken aback. ’Cultivate what?’ she wondered.

’Shouldn’t I just go back and cultivate normally?’

"I still have to fight for my ranking, so I have to cultivate," Jiang Man said.

Mr. Miao nodded.

’I see.’

Then, night fell.

Mr. Miao stared at the cultivating Jiang Man, dumbfounded.

’Wait, you’re not going back?’

The others who had started cultivating with him were also astonished.

’It’s still not over?’ 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Jiang Man only snapped out of it when he felt the moonlight.

He looked at the crowd and said, "Aren’t you all going back?"

Everyone: "..."

Someone asked, "Sir, how do you cultivate for so long?"

"I guess I’m just more hardworking," Jiang Man replied casually.

Mr. Yan had told him not to say too much, but this time, he had truly been engrossed.

As expected, cultivating along with the courtyard was the most comfortable state to be in.

Fang Yong and Yan Huimin didn’t say anything else.

They knew Jiang Man wasn’t just hardworking—he didn’t sleep.

"Have you written down any questions? I’ll answer them all tomorrow," Jiang Man said.

Then, Fang Yong handed a book to Jiang Man.

He said the questions were all inside.

Jiang Man nodded and was about to head back.

Mr. Miao suddenly asked, "Can I write down a question too?"

She wanted to see how skilled he was in this area.

Jiang Man didn’t mind. "As long as it’s not too difficult, sure."

After that, Jiang Man left.

In the Third Courtyard, a woman sitting in the front row watched Jiang Man leave, a hint of doubt in her eyes.