Chapter 114: You Don't Know How Deep the Water Is Until You Look
Murong Feng's move to flush out the snake by beating the grass had startled far more than just Yang Wenping.
Senior brothers and sisters of every stripe popped up all at once, like mushrooms after rain.
When he had first enrolled, Li Qiuchen's doubts had actually been much the same as Zeng Mingming's.
Do they actually teach cultivation arts here? Could this be all show and no substance?
Reading every day, memorizing texts every day, how long are we supposed to keep this up before anything happens?
As it turned out, the upper-year students really were cultivating. It was simply that those who had made genuine progress tended not to appear before your eyes or wander around where you could see them.
Now that Murong Feng had called them all back at once, the inner hall suddenly became a far livelier place.
The dragon has nine sons, each different from the rest.
These senior brothers and sisters were every kind of personality imaginable. Some were aloof and cold, with no interest in socializing, and after showing their faces on that first day to give Murong Feng the courtesy of their presence, were never seen again. Others were warm as flame, and the moment they arrived were calling on friends, laughing and fooling around, and making pointed jokes right in front of the teachers.