The man stopped in his tracks when he heard Wang Zhixing.

Wang Zhixing ran up to him with his bags.

Beneath the sunglasses, the man's eyes gleamed coldly. They exuded hostility.

Wang Zhixing stared at the man and was about to say something.

All of a sudden, the man pulled his hand out of his pocket. It was clenched into a fist and aimed towards Wang Zhixing's temple.

It happened within seconds.

Wang Zhixing naturally did not expect this either.

By the time he reacted, there was a fist in front of him.

An average man certainly would not be able to escape under such circumstances.

But Wang Zhixing was different.

He was an immortal cultivator.

It had only been a few days, but his realm was still there.

Just as the fist was about to strike him, Wang Zhixing instinctively leaned back, dodging the fatal blow.

The fist swiftly brushed past his cheek.

After avoiding the attack, Wang Zhixing's expression changed drastically. He looked furious.

He demanded angrily, "You dropped your wallet. I just wanted to return it to you. Why are you hitting me?"

The man ignored him and swung another punch at Wang Zhixing.

Upon seeing this, Wang Zhixing immediately stepped back and dodged the next punch.

The man did not stop. Instead, lunging forward, he crossed to Wang Zhixing's side like an arrow released from a bow.

The man placed his fist on his waist and took a deep breath. The muscles on his arm bulged like balloons.

His fist shot out like a spring.

With a bang, his fist collided with Wang Zhixing's kidney.

Wang Zhixing was sent flying.

"I don't want to kill you now. Go back and tell your superiors not to provoke me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless with my iron fist."

With that, the man left.

On the other hand, Wang Zhixing remained squatting on the ground, clutching his waist with a pained expression.

If this was an ordinary person, their kidneys would have been damaged. They might have even experienced kidney failure.

However, Wang Zhixing only found it slightly painful.

There was that much of a difference between cultivators and ordinary people.

After the pain subsided slightly, he immediately called the police.

The police arrived a few minutes later.

Presently, Wang Zhixing could already stand, and his waist no longer felt as painful as before.

He explained the situation to the police.

"Officer, I wanted to return the wallet to that person, but that person hit me," Wang Zhixing said aggrievedly.

"Sir, did you get a clear look at their physical features?" asked the policeman.

Wang Zhixing thought for a moment, then said, "He wasn't tall, about half a head shorter than me. He was dressed entirely in black, with a cap and sunglasses, and he had a stubble on his chin. That's all I remember."

The policeman took notes carefully, and his expression suddenly changed. He immediately stopped writing and took out a photo.

"Sir, does the person who hit you resemble the person in this photo?" the policeman asked seriously.

Wang Zhixing stared at the picture and could not help but find it somewhat familiar.

The policeman continued, "Sir, the person Di Tai, charged with the 221 homicide. According to your description, I suspect that Di Tai was the one who hit you."

Wang Zhixing's expression changed when he heard this.

He suddenly recalled the man left and immediately felt that he was most likely Di Tai.

Hence, he repeated what the man had said to the policeman.

The policeman immediately realized the severity of the matter.

He immediately reported to his superiors.

"Sir, about ten minutes ago, Di Tai appeared at XX District on XX Street…"

A few minutes later, a large number of police cars arrived and began their investigation.

Wang Zhixing was sent to the hospital by ambulance.

At the same time, back home, Qin Chuan laid on the sofa and pondered over his cultivation plans for the future.

Cultivation was not just about the breathing technique, but also about mastering other skills.

He thought that since there were many specializations in a university, he might as well mirror that in cultivation.

Take, for example, weapon forging. He would set up a class for forging weapons.

For alchemy, there would be an alchemy class.

For divination, a divination class.

…

After dividing the specialties, it was time to divide the classes.

Qin Chuan opened the registration booklet. There were many names, and if he clicked on any of them, the person's information would pop up.

After checking a few names, Qin Chuan started to think.

Since he wanted to set up specialized classes in cultivation, he realized teaching would become a problem.

He couldn't possibly teach everything by himself!

Qin Chuan pondered for a long time.

He thought of a solution.

He would teach a group of people first and then let this group of people teach the rest.

This would save him a lot of trouble.

People with Earth Spirit Roots and above would be faster at picking up things. So he would start with them.

Qin Chuan researched until late into the night and came up with a set of teaching plans.

It was not perfect, but it could be slowly polished through time.

…

It was completely silent in the dead of night.

A black shadow quietly walked into an old estate.

It was dawn, and police cars were parked outside the estate.

The police surrounded the area.

Di Tai had killed another person.

This time, the person who died was an old man.

Through their investigation, the police found that the old man did not have any relatives in Beichuan. Like Di Tai, he came from a small northern city.

The police had a bold idea.

Di Tai hadn't killed people indiscriminately. Rather, he had a motive.

If that was so, the nature of his case would be different.

The police began a deep investigation of Di Tai. They found out almost everyone he had met and everything he had done since he was a child.

At the same time, they also investigated the old man who was killed.

Since Di Tai had killed with a motive, they might find clues from the old man.

On the other hand, in the sect, after Qin Chuan was done guiding the newcomers, he gathered everyone.

He stood on the high platform and said loudly, "Students, I gathered everyone here to announce something big."

Something big?

Everyone immediately perked up, feeling curious.

Qin Chuan continued, "Ever since the cultivation training class was established, our number of students has steadily increased. Everyone's passion for cultivation is rising.

"The training class has been able to reach its current scale because of everyone's hard work. I'm very grateful to you in my heart.

"Now, as the number of cultivators continues to increase, cultivation through just breathing exercises can feel monotonous.

"So, I have decided to divide all of you according to your faculty."

The people below could not understand.

What did it mean to be divided according to faculties?

Qin Chuan continued, "Cultivating is like going to university. There are many specializations for us to choose from.

"For example, some refine weapons, others refine pills, some do divination, and some draw up talismans…

"As the saying goes, every trade has its master.

There is no inferior specialty."

Qin Chuan had just finished, and people started asking.

"What is weapon forging?"

"What is alchemy?"

"What is divination?"

…

Qin Chuan patiently answered everyone's questions.

"Weapon forging involves using special techniques and materials to forge powerful magical artifacts. Some artifacts can easily destroy planets.

"Alchemy is actually similar to modern pharmaceutical manufacturing, but it is much more powerful than the latter.

"The majority of the people here chose to cultivate because you wanted to become younger and more energetic. If that is the case, why not choose alchemy. There is a pill called the Beauty Retaining Pill in alchemy. This pill allows you to stay youthful forever."

Just as he finished introducing alchemy, the eyes of his audience lit up.

The 'old ladies' were incredibly excited.