Chapter 106: Preaching

“Alright, class is starting now!”

Ming Ling had already gathered her clan members and was waiting outside the Yan Family gates.

They had all witnessed with their own eyes the scene where Jiang Ke’er fiercely beat and drove away the Qingyang Painting Immortal.

They couldn’t help but twitch the corners of their mouths, thinking to themselves that this teacher sure had a unique personality… No matter how they looked, she didn’t seem reliable at all.

The Yan Liben family residence was absurdly huge, and Jiang Ke’er had borrowed a small room to use as a temporary classroom.

Jiang Ke’er didn’t waste words and got straight to the point. “Our first lesson is called Physics. What is Physics? In professional terms, it is the study of the movement of matter and fundamental structures. In layman’s terms—it’s the rules and principles that control how everything in the world operates.”

“For example, when you punch a wall and the wall collapses, that’s physics. If your hand hurts, that’s also physics.”

Jiang Ke’er thought for a moment and continued, “Conservation of energy—when we use combat techniques while cultivating, our internal spiritual power decreases. That’s also physics.”

Studying physics in the cultivation world naturally required adapting to the local circumstances; it couldn’t simply rely on blindly trusting the science from Earth OL.

However, even in the cultivation world, most of the rules of physics still applied.

When all was said and done, the only real difference here compared to Earth OL was the existence of a substance called Spiritual Energy.

By adding Spiritual Energy as a variable into the existing rules of physics, one could construct a set of Xuanhuan Physics that fit the cultivation world.

Ming Ling looked half-understanding, half-bewildered.

“Physics is intimately connected with our daily lives—from the applications of Optical Illusions to proper methods of avoiding Tribulation Lightning. Once you master physics, you won’t just know that something happens, but you’ll understand why it happens.”

“Today, we’ll start with the simplest physical rules. It might feel a bit boring at first, but as you dig deeper, you’ll see the benefits physics can bring you—not just in cultivation.”

Cultivators generally had good memories, so Jiang Ke’er taught at a brisk pace.

As she explained, the Underworld Province Remnant Clan members around her gradually showed enlightened expressions.

Although it still seemed as if there was a veil separating them from truly grasping the essence of physics, without realizing it, they were starting to sense—physics was bound to be a vast, profound, and practical inheritance!

Ming Ling was the first to awaken, covering her mouth and exclaiming in shock, “I get it! So that’s how it is, physics… Isn’t it just the world’s rules for the operation of the Heavenly Dao? My heavens!”

Jiang Ke’er looked at Ming Ling with appreciation. It seemed this girl was quick-witted and had instantly grasped the core point.

“All this time, we’ve been living under the rules of the Heavenly Dao. These rules are so closely related to us, but we’ve never really paid them any mind,” Ming Ling’s voice trembled, “If we can thoroughly study these rules, the benefits for cultivation and combat will be enormous!”

Thanks to Ming Ling’s insight, the surrounding Underworld Province Remnant Clan members also became enlightened. One by one, they looked at Jiang Ke’er with shock and admiration in their eyes.

For cultivators, this physics, which Jiang Ke’er took for granted, was like “preaching the Dao”—an immeasurably meritorious feat!

To think they’d found the Queen of the Earth Sacred Master in their desperation and ended up with such an enormous surprise!

“That’s right. Alright, everyone, calm down,” Jiang Ke’er’s lips curled into a wicked smile, “Start memorizing the laws and formulas! Don’t think about anything else for now—there’s an exam tomorrow, and anyone who fails will be punished!”

Physics was followed by chemistry, and chemistry by mathematics.

In every class, halfway through, there were always students exclaiming in amazement, staring at Jiang Ke’er with worshipful eyes, as if looking at an immortal.

All of this was completely new to them; perhaps only those reclusive sects among the Human Clan had ever touched on such knowledge, and even then, only a little.

These teachings covered every field—cultivation, artifact crafting, pill refinement, and more. As long as they mastered even one subject, their future would be boundless!

Jiang Ke’er did her best to pass on all the knowledge she remembered to the Underworld Province Remnant Clan.

Fortunately, even though she had never been a good student herself, she’d at least memorized the important things. She had quite a bit stored in her head.

When class was over, Ming Ling couldn’t help but ask Jiang Ke’er, “How do you know so much?”

Jiang Ke’er hadn’t expected the question. She paused for a moment, then reminisced, “I learned it from humans.”

“Humans?” Ming Ling looked frightened. “Has the Human Clan become that powerful?”

“No, not the humans of Shenzhou,” Jiang Ke’er shook her head, “Those humans lived in a world without Spiritual Energy.”

“…Then how did they survive?”

“Through their wisdom.”

Jiang Ke’er smiled, the corners of her lips lifting with pride, “They had no Spiritual Energy, but in my heart, they’re the true orthodox Human Clan! They researched the rules of the Heavenly Dao and, through unceasing effort and the inheritance of their wisdom, achieved feats like flying thousands of miles without cultivation! With a press of a finger, they could move mountains and fill seas! By the time I left, they had even shattered the void and begun venturing to even more vast and profound stars!”

Jiang Ke’er was proud of the identity she once had.

Thank the heavens, I come from Earth.

“As for the humans here, they’re nothing but crap!” Jiang Ke’er curled her lips in disdain, “Even if they were all wiped out, I wouldn’t feel a thing.”

She no longer regarded the Human Clan of the Shenzhou Continent as human—they were just reptiles wearing human skin… No, that would be an insult to reptiles.

Compared to those humans, it was the Demon Race and the Underwworld Clan who now gave her a sense of belonging. Even if that meant enduring all kinds of pain from the Human Clan… she would never waver.

Tribulation Immortal Hall, your. horse. is. dead.

Tribulation Immortal Hall – Xuanling Sweat-Blood Supreme Righteous Divine Steed – King of Ten Thousand Steeds of the Celestial Palace: “???”

Dead.

The first day of classes ended quickly. After a whole day, the Underworld Province Remnant Clan felt that it simply wasn’t enough.

They desperately wished for their bodies to be filled with knowledge! Damn this tempting physics, chemistry, and mathematics—come on, hurry up and fill my body!

Fortunately, Jiang Ke’er promised there would be more lessons tomorrow. Only then did the eager Underworld Province Remnant Clan reluctantly leave.

Yan Liben was still unconscious when Jiang Ke’er closed her eyes and began to sense her surroundings.

The benefits brought by the Hope-bearing Position were simply absurd.

Now, her divine sense could cover the entire city. As long as she let it spread, not a single private conversation in any household could escape her ears.

Under the faint starlight, the Qingyang Painting Immortal carried a scroll and enough brushes and ink, heading straight for the Yan Family.

But he wasn’t alone; three old men walked beside him. Each had an immortal aura and presence, every bit a match for the Qingyang Painting Immortal.

They, too, carried scrolls and ink, heading toward the other three directions, clearly intent on sealing off all four sides of the Yan Family.

“My thanks for your help, fellow Daoists.” Qingyang stood on a rooftop, cupping his hands from afar to the other three, sending his voice.

“Every Demon Race painting cultivator must be eradicated; it is our duty… There must never be another Jiang Ke’er, especially among painting cultivators,” one replied.

“Then let us begin!”