# Chapter 600: The Sixth of the Seven Great Mysteries of the Academy
The students were absolutely dying inside. A flying griffin? That was just way too cool, right?
Guan Hu chuckled, "Don't be jealous. The teaching materials for spirit pets are already in the final stages of compilation, and the academy has collected some spirit pet eggs from various spirit ruins!"
"We'll run a pilot batch in a little while, so make sure you save up enough contribution points to exchange for a spirit pet egg!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the students immediately grew excited. They hadn't expected things to move so fast!
At that moment, Jiang Nan was riding Xiao Jiuwo on the way to Jing Du...
Meanwhile, the students who stayed at the academy had begun their devilish training week!
Morning ~ 10:00 AM!
In the training room, a group of students were sweatily trading blows with the Descending Tiger, shouts and cries ringing out without end!
"Boom!"
Guan Hu's big hammer strike sent Wang Dong flying in a spiral for over thirty meters, where he lay on the ground for a long time without getting up!
Just as Wang Dong was struggling to rise, he looked up at the ceiling of the training room and froze!
"Hey? Did I remember wrong? Qingliu, was the ceiling of the training room like this before?"
Xu Qingliu was stunned: "What else could the ceiling look like? You're not going crazy from getting beaten, are you?"
He then looked up and froze!
What they saw was the training room's ceiling completely exposed steel beams: "This... this isn't right, is it? Everyone, look at the ceiling!"
The rest of the group engaged in the fierce battle all looked up, utterly bewildered!
"What the—where did the ceiling go? What happened? It wasn't like this yesterday!"
"I get knocked down every single day, so I know the training room ceiling better than anyone. How did the canopy just disappear?"
"Haha, if you hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have even looked up!"
"Brother Hu, is the training room getting renovated?"
Guan Hu looked up at the completely stripped ceiling, dumbfounded, his face turning pale.
"Damn it! Where's the ceiling?"
All six walls of the training room were made of spirit-binding iron plates, extremely valuable. And in one night, someone had taken the ceiling?
Who did this?
And so many ceiling plates, incredibly heavy—who could move them all in one night without leaving a trace?
This was downright ghostly!
Everyone knew that abilities couldn't be used in the training room!
Little did they know, Jiang Nan had stripped the entire ceiling in just an hour and a half...
Guan Hu panicked, stopped class, and rushed straight to the dean's office.
In the dean's office, warm sunlight streamed through the window. Xiao Chuihuo gazed at the academy through the glass, everything peaceful.
A relieved smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Now that Jiang Nan was gone, his quiet elderly life could begin.
He picked up the thermos in his hand, took a sip of golden Pu'er tea, and savored the bitterness spreading across his tongue.
Mm—comfortable! So satisfying!
"Bang!"
The office door burst open, and Guan Hu rushed in anxiously: "Something terrible, Dean Xiao! The ceiling in the training room is gone!"
Xiao Chuihuo: Σ(⌯꒪з꒪) Pfft—cough, cough, cough!
The golden Pu'er he'd just taken in sprayed everywhere!
"What the hell? What the hell is gone?"
Guan Hu said urgently, "The ceiling! It just vanished!"
Xiao Chuihuo's eyes bulged. Who in their right mind would go around stealing a ceiling for no reason?
Ten minutes later!
Xiao Chuihuo sat in his wheelchair, staring blankly at the vanished ceiling.
It was Jiang Nan, wasn't it?
It had to be that brat, right?
Wasn't blowing me up enough? I said you'd tear off the roof tiles, and you actually went and did it?
I was just making a point—did your execution have to be MAX level?
Now Xiao Chuihuo was afraid to even speak. He just stared at the ceiling for a solid ten minutes.
Guan Hu: "What do we do? Should we..."
Xiao Chuihuo raised a hand: "Stop! If it's gone, it's gone. It doesn't affect training. Let's not dig into this. I'd like to live a few more years."
"Can't afford to provoke him..."
Guan Hu: ???
The students looked on in bewilderment!
Another post on the forum exploded!
Title: The Sixth Mystery of the Academy: The Vanished Ceiling!
The Mysterious Force Shrouding the Academy. Even Dean Xiao Says He Can't Afford to Provoke It!
Comments below:
"Sigh—taking the entire ceiling of the training room in one night? That's already a supernatural phenomenon, isn't it?"
"I was there! You didn't see Dean Xiao's look of despair. It really creeped me out!"
"What kind of mysterious force is this? Wasn't it just quiet a few days ago? How did it..."
"I don't know about that! But the evil wind blowing out of hell is definitely from Boss Nan. 'Demon's footsteps'? Boss Nan is that demon!"
The comments below were intensely debated, everyone trying to figure out what kind of thing could take the ceiling in one night.
At that moment, on Xiao Jiuwo's supersonic airliner, Zhong Yingxue scrolled through the posts in the forum, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.
The ceiling of the training room vanished without a trace?
She suddenly remembered the stack of metal plates Jiang Nan had hidden under her bed, and her pretty face darkened.
That mysterious force shrouding the academy... could it be Xiao Nan?
Taking the training room ceiling in the middle of the night?
Only Xiao Nan could pull off something like that!
She couldn't help but sneak a glance at Jiang Nan.
At that moment, Xia Yao was sitting on Jiang Nan's shoulders, sticking her upper body out of the cockpit, arms spread wide.
The fierce wind blowing in her face swept her silver hair behind her, even deforming her pretty face.
"Hey—haha! Awesome! I'm really flying! Xiao Nan, how much longer until Jing Du?"
Jiang Nan pulled out his phone, opened the navigation, and glanced at it: "About half an hour?"
...
Meanwhile, on the green lawn of the Jing Du Spirit Martial University sports field!
A hundred students stood in neat rows—young, vibrant, both male and female.
Each face carried excitement and anticipation!
The sports field's bleachers were packed with Jing Du Spirit University students.
They were holding an awards ceremony!
On the podium stood a middle-aged uncle who looked about fifty, with a square beard and black-rimmed glasses.
Even at middle age, the hair on top of his head was still thick and black—the dean of Jing Du Spirit University.
He spoke: "After the initial selection, preliminaries, semifinals, and the final spirit ruin points assessment, you one hundred students have been chosen from the twelve spirit martial universities across the province!"
"You may not be the strongest, but you are undoubtedly the best!"
"Everyone should feel honored to have earned this training opportunity!"
"Because this time, the instructors for your training are the strongest batch of Gold-ranked spirit practitioners in the country! And their ultimate goal is to make you even stronger!"
The moment these words were spoken, the entire venue erupted. The hundred students below were so excited their faces flushed, buzzing with discussion!
"They're from Pioneer Academy! The most awesome group in the country! Can't wait!"
"You have no idea how hard it is to get admission into Pioneer Academy. Even if you make the league and get an interview invite, you might not get in!"
"Exactly! The people there are a bunch of beasts and monsters! I wonder how many instructors are coming this time and what their level is like?"
Just then, a young man with crew-cut hair, white bandages wrapped around his hands, and earrings sneered: "You'd better not get your hopes up too high!"
"You all know the rules of Pioneer Academy. They recruited a batch of new students last year, so this time's instructors should be from that new batch!"
"They're far inferior to the older students! They might even be worse than us!"
At these words, the expectations of the entire student body plummeted to freezing point.
Wasn't that the case?
Beside him, a yellow-haired young man with his mouth hidden inside his high-collared sweater stood with his hands in his pockets.
Even with his mouth covered, half of his face revealed still boasted looks that outshone any A-list celebrity.
Many of the girls' eyes turned into hearts when they looked at him.
"Tsk—if my ability wasn't such a hassle and I wasn't banned, I'd be at Pioneer Academy by now! Why would I be here for some training?"
"I hope the instructors coming this time aren't too trash!"
He cast a sidelong glance at Ye Xingxuan, who was standing to one side.
Hearing the yellow-haired guy say this, many students shuddered, looking at him with great wariness in their eyes.
Ye Xingxuan, standing nearby, wore a white down jacket, her small hands tucked into her sleeves.
She had a clean, neat ponytail, and her five features were so delicate they seemed like a painting. Her little nose was red from the cold, and she kept stomping her feet to keep warm, looking like a penguin strolling through the snow.
"These two must be the Zhang brothers? That arrogant?"
The freckled girl beside her quickly pulled at Ye Xingxuan: "Xingxuan! Shh—shh!"
"Crew-cut over there is Wang Zhan, nickname Ctrl+C. His ability is the very rare Copy!"
"As for that yellow-haired handsome guy, his name is Xiang Zu! Super A-ranked, nickname Son of Death. Every student who goes against him ends up severely injured, some even amputated!"
"I heard the reason he didn't pass Pioneer Academy's selection last year is because he accidentally killed his opponent and got banned!"
"A lot of people are scared to fight him!"
Ye Xingxuan looked a little surprised.
Xiang Zu's lips curved into a hint of a smirk as he looked over at Ye Xingxuan and raised his hand in greeting.
"Hello—maybe we could get to know..."
Ye Xingxuan glanced at Xiang Zu, then pulled her down jacket hood up and zipped the zipper all the way from her chest to the top of her hood.
Sealing her entire face inside!
Xiang Zu: ...
Was it really that cold out here?
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Author's Note: