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337 Trouble? I LIke It!

Another interesting thing to note is that as cultivators, they could lose their arms and limbs and still have them reattached magically under a specific dateline, depending on their current cultivation realm.

If one's arms were born out, they could still get them out. But the time to recuperate and fix one's qi channels would take time to heal.

So, why not allow them to face such brutalities before rescuing them when they feel that all hope was lost?

Bottom line, no one would be dying on the island. But that didn't mean they wouldn't experience hell!

That said, things wouldn't always remain like this.

After the war, if anyone entered the forbidden forest, that was your bloody business.

Only those on the actual academy grounds would be kept safe from predator attacks.

If you feel you have all the luck in the world to go against a situation entirely disadvantageous to them, then be his guest!

By that time, they better have Master's they had worshiped or senior brothers who would come to their aid because he, Pandrol, and his men aren't doing it.

Well, they should also have escape talismans and other ways of protecting themselves.

In the end, all this was on the premise the war was won.

If humanity loses, then that's that.

....

The gang agreed to be more cautious while getting up to continue their daily tasks.

"Just a bit more, and we'll be able to fill up the pond," Leah commented.

Yeah.

Donghia nodded.

As for the silver fruit, he planned to divide the fruit amongst themselves as thanks for helping him escape from the crocodile's grasp.

His shared room had 2 beds.

One side of the room belonged to him while the other half to his roommate, who also happened to be one of his subordinates.

It was also fortunate that they got to work alongside Leah and the others to fill the pond together.

"Alright! Let's get back to it!"

Hmmm...

They cautiously moved to the shores to fill up their non-empty buckets.

As for Donghai, since he lost his quickest, he shared the burden with Leah, taking one of her buckets to use.

And just like that, time flew by swiftly.

"Task completed."

Pandrol appeared, noting down their performances, seeing the small pond filled to the brim. "You may go."

Poof!

He vanished again.

And the gang left the scene, not surprised by his vanishing moves.

Now, they are only more pumped up to cultivate and grow stronger!

...

In the room, everyone was seated on the floor cross-legged.

Donghai had broken the fruit into equal parts, and the aroma was even more enticing than before.

"Hahaha... It smells so good... In case it's poisonous, why don't I take my one piece first?" One of the men joked.

Deep down, they all knew it shouldn't be poisonous because of its aroma.

It was hard to say, but ever since their mortal sense of smell had improved, they could distinguish good and bad smells, relying on instincts alone.

Of course, some poisons might camouflage themselves too well to hide their nasty aromas.

But seeing the way that crocodile was fighting to get this fruit back, many would go out on a limb to say it was a good thing!

Donghia chuckled. "If anyone has to be a tester, it should be me."

Pop.

He threw it in his mouth, and instantly, a heard fish of warmth flooded through his qi channels.

Muscles bulged, forehead veins protruding, sweat trickling, everyone watched Donghai close his eyes, absorbing the fruit's goodness.

3 seconds more, and he had taken full control of the situation. His face expressionless and no longer tense.

Seeing his deep state of cultivation, what did they not understand?

Pop.

They shot the fruits in their mouths and began focusing on cultivating.

'So powerful!!'

The fruit was truly a miraculous thing.

Deep in their cores, they seem to be standing before a massive gate, trying to pry it open forcefully.

'Com'on... Com'on... Open for me... I said open for me!!'

Boom!

An explosion went off in Donghai's mind.

So painful... So painful...

His body, his bones, and even his blood were being tempered.

Maybe it was his imagination, but he felt his lines had grown a few inches more and his back trainer than before.

He didn't need to open his eyes, to know he had been cultivating for hours.

If his guess was accurate, it should be 6~7 A.M now.

Searching his body again, he was shocked to see the fruit had not only strengthened his channels but made ten expand, allowing him to take in more qi at a time.

What exactly was this fruit? And why did it have such magical abilities?

He also had a hunch it had affected his innate abilities, though he wouldn't be able to test or find out how much it changed until he became a true cultivator.

Whoooo~

Donghai took in a deep breath, carefully stabilizing himself.

And when he finally opened his eyes, he came face to face with Pandrol and a few other elders.

"Congratulations, Disciple Donghai. You are now eligible to take the Outer Sect test."

...

And that concluded the many adventurous days the disciples in the Academy faced.

Every day was never the same, even if they did similar chores.

Many steeled their hearts, treating nighttime as their most important period since that was the only time they had to cultivate as Handymen.

And for those fortunate enough to leave and head into the Outer Sect, they had no chores and more access to many privileges in the academy.

Such a thing was enough to make the handymen cultivate 10 times harder!

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