### Chapter 215: Too Much of a Genius
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
All the new disciples of the Xuantian Sect had fully acclimated to their new life, running around like headless chickens in a tense yet orderly fashion.
Yun Zhonghe attended classes during the day, dutifully fulfilling his role as a representative, and at night, he crammed like there was no tomorrow.
His efficiency in learning spells skyrocketed—what once took him an hour to grasp could now be handled simultaneously by forty-five Spiritual Pearls, each learning a different spell!
Sure, that meant he was slacking a bit since it took him the whole night to finish, but hey, his overall efficiency still ranked high!
Throughout this, Yun Zhonghe hadn’t had a wink of sleep.
Only Tao Jiu’er showed up two or three times with some homemade soup, giving him the briefest of breaks.
The rest of the time, he was too busy ignoring his health.
Like a madman.
After all, to Yun Zhonghe, this was like picking up money.
Mastering each spell could save him two to three thousand Spirit Stones—now who wouldn’t want to dive headfirst into that?!
His obsession left someone watching him daily in shock, while another poor soul was pulling their hair in frustration.
Mu Jixue was baffled by her usually cold-and-hot master suddenly becoming just plain icy.
She wore the exact same disapproving glare that Lin Zhongyu had when she and Yun Zhonghe were on the outs.
(PД`q。)·。’゜Waaaaa!!!
Another week zipped by…
Finally, Yun Zhonghe had mastered all eight hundred spells!
Eight hundred! Eight hundred!
He felt like his Sea of Consciousness might just explode from all the skills swarming inside it.
Once spiritual energy hit initial understanding, forgetting things didn’t even cross his mind; learning spells was like adding skills to a game inventory—automatically lined up in his consciousness!
Sure, browsing through them took ages, but that was beside the point—the main thing was, he felt himself hit a whopping eighty percent progress in his spiritual realm, and he was over the moon.
“Xue Yunjian, Xue Yunjian!”
Yun Zhonghe wanted to share the fantastic news with Xue Yunjian, but she had been MIA for ages.
Speaking of, Xue Yunjian had been surprisingly well-behaved lately, only popping out occasionally to beg for some Xuan Iron before disappearing back into her cave, not at all like the old days when she was all about squeezing every last drop from him.
Maybe that was why Yun Zhonghe’s study sessions were going swimmingly—he could finally check off his goals.
Learning all those eight hundred spells meant he saved around two hundred thousand Spirit Stones.
“Next time, I’ll treat her to some better Xuan Iron for being so patient.”
He chuckled to himself.
But even after nailing those eight hundred spells, Yun Zhonghe didn’t let up on resting; he marched right to his desk and started scribbling away.
The sun finally began to peek through the clouds.
Once he set down his pen, he looked at the small mountain of papers before him and nodded in satisfaction.
Knock, knock, knock—
Just then, someone knocked on his door.
It was Su Xiaoxiao! She had just finished reminding the girls that class was on today before swinging by to check on Yun Zhonghe.
As his assistant, Su Xiaoxiao was incredibly diligent and enthusiastic, helping him out a lot, and it seemed like she was growing fond of the job as well.
Doing good deeds for everyone, her classmates had begun treating her with much more respect; those “Plague God” jokes had become scarce, and there was even a hint of admiration in their eyes.
If it weren’t for Yun Zhonghe and Su Xiaoxiao reminding everyone daily, several of these spoiled young masters and ladies would have racked up some bad records!
In the past, it was almost a given that a few would slack off in the first month and earn a shameful mention.
But lo and behold, this year no one had skipped class—record-breaking stuff!
Big thanks to the hard work of Yun Zhonghe and Su Xiaoxiao!
Even those who had initially grumbled about Yun Zhonghe’s role as a representative quieted down, now filled with respect and admiration for him and Su Xiaoxiao—they even chatted occasionally!
Imagine if they had to take up the torch; they’d never be as diligent as Yun Zhonghe.
They were genuinely impressed.
“Little girl, you’ve really worked hard. I’ve been bugging you this whole time,” Yun Zhonghe said appreciatively.
Su Xiaoxiao waved her hands dismissively, “No way! I have nothing better to do, and I actually enjoy it!”
She was visibly brighter now, and the hunch in her back had improved.
Yun Zhonghe felt relieved to see her transformation.
“That’s great! Have you noticed any conflicts or difficulties among classmates lately? Keep an eye out, especially on the girls’ side. I’m a guy, so it’s a bit awkward for me to get involved; I’ll handle the boys,” he said thoughtfully.
After pondering for a moment, Su Xiaoxiao replied, “Actually, there are some issues. The one-month assessment is coming up, and several classmates haven’t completed the spell-learning assignment from last time. A lot of them are anxious!”
Since the new disciples were mostly at the Foundation Establishment Stage, with a few still at the Qi Refinement Stage, anyone without prior knowledge of simple spells was bound to struggle.
Especially those at the Qi Refinement Stage—without the spiritual energy to spare, one small mistake could result in spell failure, unlike the Foundation ones who could cover for errors.
But the sect had a one-size-fits-all policy; they wouldn’t lower expectations just because someone was weaker. If you couldn’t keep up, better hustle!
Then there were always those overachievers who took on multiple spells at once, only to find themselves in way over their heads—surely, they were now regretting their ambitious choices.
With just a week left until the assessment, most were feeling the pinch of anxiety, while still juggling mandatory classes; some of the less organized disciples were practically pulling their hair out.
Yun Zhonghe nodded, pondering for a moment, “Hold on a second.”
He dashed back into his room and returned with a hefty stack of papers he’d finished writing the night before.
“Here are my insights on spell research, with detailed notes on different spells. I haven’t completed it all yet, but this is a small portion. I’ll write the rest up ASAP.”
“Pass this batch on to those who are studying the corresponding spells and really need guidance.”
“I’ll try to crank out the rest within the next three days. It might be a bit of a burden, but can you deliver them one by one?”
As he handed over the spell insights, Su Xiaoxiao froze in place, staring at him wide-eyed in shock.
She now had a hundred spell research notes—all from those eight hundred spells!
Holy moly! Holy moly!
Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t wrap her head around it since these notes didn’t look tossed together haphazardly.
How on earth did Yun Zhonghe come up with these insights? Did he really learn every single one to write them out?
What kind of genius was this?! No, even “genius” felt like an understatement…
Su Xiaoxiao was at a loss for words, blinking rapidly and shaking her head vigorously, trying to calm herself down.
