656 Great Scholar Cai Yong

“With the ruins of Jixia Academy, I can use it to build Supreme Academy, which is as marvelous as Jixia Academy. In fact, it might even be stronger and with more resources. Standing on the shoulders of Jixia Academy, we can reach somewhere higher and greater.”

Li Xiang took a deep breath and had an idea.

“How many students and teachers are there in the academy? Do the philosophers of the Hundred Schools of Thought still exist in the academy?” Li Xiang asked.

“When the academy descended, it was already in ruins. Nothing really left anymore, and the teachers and students of the academy were all gone. I am not sure if they still exist or in somewhere else. Mr. Cai is now in charge of the academy. The others had all descended from the infinite worlds during the infinite worlds ‘fusion. There were scholars, civilians, former scholars, farmers, doctors, and so on. They’re all in the academy now, studying the books of the Saints.”

“There are no teachers in the academy, but they left behind all kinds of cultivation techniques,” the scholar said with a smile. “With the help of these books, everyone could choose to study the Hundred Schools of Thought that they were interested in, and then work on the cultivation techniques left behind by the sages in the academy. It’s because everyone can cultivate that we have the strength to resist the invasion of the foreign race and fierce beasts and protect Jixia Learning Academy.”

This academy was their spiritual pillar of support. As long as they thought about how they were defending Jixia Academy, even if it was just a part of them, it would still give them endless motivation.

In the process, they wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice in the battle.

“Sir, may I know how many people are there in the academy right now?” Li Xiang asked.

“There should be around twenty to thirty thousand, and they are all Human civilians who descended nearby during the infinite worlds’ fusion. They have gathered within the academy, trying to protect themselves with the power of the academy.” The scholar seemed worried after giving the explanation.

“There are so many people?” When Li Xiang heard this, he squinted and said, “Now that Jixia Academy is under siege, it’s already extremely difficult to feed tens of thousands of people. They must be lacking in various resources as well. I’m afraid that everyone’s life here will be tough.”

“It is indeed difficult! However, there were experts in farming who studied the secret techniques of farming and planted as much food as possible. In terms of food, they could still be barely supplied. However, there weren’t many places to plant crops in the area where the academy was located. Most of the time, the portion is limited. It’s said that Agriculturalism has a powerful and unique magical power called Stimulating Crops, which could make the grain mature quickly in a short time. It’s just that it’s not easy to successfully cultivate it.” The scholar sighed.

He used to be a scholar from the outside world, from a different dynasty. As a scholar from the Song Dynasty, he deeply admired Jixia Academy.

Entering Jixia Academy, even if there were no original scholars or teachers, people could experience all kinds of ideas and theories connected during Jixia Academy’s golden age just by looking at the various classics left behind by them.

Every school had its own unique ability.

Agriculturalists’ talent in growing food, spiritual plants, and spiritual medicine. Moreover, their unique magical powers and divine spells were fascinating.

“Look, this is the fertile land that the children of the farmers cultivate. There are only ten mu of land, the largest area that can be cultivated. The other places were not suitable for farming and could not be expanded. Under the Agriculturalists’ efforts, the ten mu of fertile land could only be harvested once a month, but the food obtained could barely be supplied. There’s also a part that needs to be planted with vegetables, melons, and fruits.”

The scholar led Li Xiang into the academy. What came into view was a golden rice field. In the field, a large number of peasant children could be seen weeding the fields. With a wave of their hands, a rain cloud condensed above their heads, and spiritual rain fell. Under the nourishment of the spiritual rain, the rice in the paddy fields seemed to be filled with vitality and seemed to have ripened.

The divine spell of Agriculturalism, Rain Clouds Technique!

“There’s something unique about Rain Clouds Technique. You can directly use your cultivation and true essence to gather the heaven and earth vitality and turn it into spiritual rain. Although it doesn’t last long and doesn’t cover a large area, it’s one of the best ways to help the plants grow.” Li Xiang nodded.

“Lin, why are you here? Who is this? I’ve never seen him around here. Did he just arrive?”

An old farmer who was farming in the field looked over. When he saw the scholar and Li Xiang, he revealed a kind smile.

“Mr. Mu, he just came to our Academy from the outside. He’s one of us now, not a foreign race. He just arrived, so I’m taking him to Mr. Cai.” The scholar didn’t see himself more superior to the farmer but showed his respect.

Agriculturalism was also one of the Hundred Schools of Thought. Without these Agriculturalists, everyone would have starved to death and had no chance of survival. They were the ones who provided for their livelihood. They were well-respected in the academy, and no one would dare to disrespect them.

“Sir, my name is Li Xiang. Nice to meet you, Mr. Mu.” Li Xiang nodded to the old man in front of him.

“My name is Mu Sen. Everyone calls me Woody. I am too old to go to war or fight, and the only thing I know is to prepare food for people. It’s my honor to be able to do something for this community.” Mr. Mu was also very friendly.

There didn’t seem to be any conflicts in the academy, and they all lived in harmony on this land.

They were from all around the world, even from different worlds, but their ultimate goal was to survive. In order to do so, everything else could be put aside. No one was willing to attack each other.

“Oh, I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Lin Ruhai, and I am just a junior at this academy. Brother Li, from now on, we are not only classmates here but brothers on the battlefields,” Lin Ruhai said with a smile.

“Brother Lin, as you mentioned earlier, the original students and teachers of the academy have all gone. The person in charge of the academy is a great scholar with the surname Cai. May I ask who is it?” Li Xiang was curious and asked directly.

The title of great scholar could not be casually given, and it was not something one could give. One had to obtain the approval of civilians and even scholars, so only then could one be called a great scholar. To be called a great scholar in the academy, Great Scholar Cai must have been a distinguished and respected person.

Only then would he be able to make people respect him and call him a great scholar.

In history, there were not many great scholars with the surname Cai. However, with the world’s fusion, it was hard to tell.

“It’s Cai Yong, Great Scholar Cai!” Lin Ruhai said with a look of admiration.

“I see!” Li Xiang also had the same look on his face.

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