Chapter 64: A Minor Arcane Array, Ignore It!
Chapter 64: A Minor Arcane Array, Ignore It!
The slight fluctuations in the magnetic field in the air originated from the five-story Faculty Dormitory Building, either from the rooftop or from the fifth floor.
After a quick and careful analysis through his senses, Su Chunfeng determined that there should be an Arcane Array set up by an Occultist there, similar to a “Six Yin Array”. The reason he said “similar to” was because within the Jianghu of Esoteric Arts, each sect and school had their own unique Esoteric Techniques and Arcane Arrays passed down over centuries. Naturally, their names, methods, incantations, and Mind Cultivation Techniques varied. However, as the saying goes, all methods are interconnected, none falling outside the principles of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and the Eight Trigrams. Therefore, a true master of Esoteric Arts could, through their formidable cultivation and by sensing the frequency, pattern, strength, and other details of the magnetic field fluctuations generated by the array, deduce its general purpose and power.
The so-called “Six Yin Array” used a Yang attribute as the array’s core, with six Yin attribute anchor points. Generally, such an array was primarily used for defense, capable of resisting and dispersing the intrusion of Yin Evil Energy while minimizing severe conflict, thereby reducing the inevitable Natural Backlash triggered by the clash to a minimum.
The Six Yin Array was a type of minor Arcane Array.
A true master, when necessary, would utterly disdain using this sort of thing.
Given Su Chunfeng’s current level of cultivation and state, he was a very peculiar case: an unprecedented and likely never-to-be-repeated “not-a-master master”. Hence, he could easily sense that subtle magnetic field fluctuation and quickly analyze the array’s approximate location, purpose, strength, and so on.
So…
There was an Occultist among the school faculty?
Su Chunfeng tilted his head and thought. That could be possible—wasn’t there Wang Qimin, a master of Esoteric Arts who had hidden for over twenty years at Dongwangzhuang Township Middle School?
The possibility of an Occultist performing Art Casting at the school also existed; at most, they would just suffer a more severe Backlash.
However, what made Su Chunfeng want to both laugh and cry, and feel puzzled, was: “Which self-taught, Half-Baked Practitioner was foolish enough to dare set up an Arcane Array in a place with such a strong Scholastic Atmosphere like a school?”
It was important to know that in genuine, traditionally-taught Esoteric Arts schools, when a master accepted a new disciple for Esoteric Technique cultivation, they would inevitably warn them—unless absolutely necessary, never set up arrays in places with a strong Scholastic Atmosphere like schools, and try your best not to perform Art Casting there. It was akin to thinking you, as an Occultist with powerful and mysterious Esoteric Techniques, acting all impressive by performing Art Casting in a government department or even a military base. The result would inevitably turn you from impressive to utterly foolish!
Therefore, those who set up Arcane Arrays in schools were either doing so for a compelling reason, or they were self-taught and didn’t know any better.
Make no mistake, the Jianghu of Esoteric Arts had never lacked those self-taught genius Occultists since ancient times, some even becoming top masters who founded their own sects.
But judging from the current use of this minor Arcane Array…
The caster’s identity clearly fit Su Chunfeng’s judgment better—self-taught, Half-Baked, foolish! Perhaps also a genuinely good person, full of passion and righteousness, wanting to use his learned Esoteric Arts to defend and protect the girls living in the girls’ dormitory at County No.1 High School from harm by Malignant Supernatural Entities.
In any case, this kind of Arcane Array was basically harmless to people.
Only out of professional habit and concern that Wang Haifei and Zhang Lifei, living here, might be harmed by Esoteric Techniques, did Su Chunfeng bother worrying about this.
Now, he wasn’t completely relieved. Instead, he quietly reminded himself: “Most people from the Jianghu of Esoteric Arts actually live among ordinary people in regular society. Especially now, in this era where the Jianghu has been quiet for many years and is just beginning to show signs of revival, many extraordinary individuals keep an even lower profile, making it impossible to detect any anomalies. So, during my future high school life, I must still be extra careful to avoid being discovered by any Occultists hidden within County No.1 High School.”
The days ahead were still long!
“Chunfeng, what are you staring at?” Li Zhichao asked, quite puzzled, looking towards the Faculty Dormitory Building in the direction of Su Chunfeng’s gaze.
Su Chunfeng said very seriously: “I’m worried there might be some teachers with ill intentions in the school, hiding in their dorm rooms, using binoculars to peek at the girls’ dormitory… Look, from this angle, if there really was such a teacher, wouldn’t it be easy for them to do something so despicable?”
“Damn!” Li Zhichao punched Su Chunfeng on the arm. So, all this mysterious, frowning, preoccupied walking over here was for this absurd reason? He couldn’t help but say: “Aren’t you just worrying over nothing?”
Su Chunfeng glared: “I’m kidding! Zhang Lifei and Wang Haifei live here, you know!”
“Fair point. I suggest you go buy each of them a headscarf, face towel, gloves, long pants, long boots, a scarf…” Li Zhichao said, amused and exasperated, teasing him: “They’re both incredibly pretty, one prettier than the other. In summer, they wear less clothes, inevitably showing arms and legs, not to mention their faces. Even in winter, people can see them. So, you need to wrap them up completely, absolutely must not let anyone see a single patch of their delicate skin! Otherwise, you’d be at a huge disadvantage.”
Su Chunfeng was stunned for a moment before seeming to catch on. He kicked towards Li Zhichao, laughing and scolding: “Get lost!”
“Hey, Chunfeng, I feel like I’ve only truly gotten to know you now… Haha!” Li Zhichao dodged, cheerfully turning and jogging away.
“Damn, if you dare tell anyone about this, I’ll kill you!” Su Chunfeng, somewhat embarrassed, chased after him.
They were like two big boys fooling around and joking, clearly enjoying themselves.
…
Su Chunfeng’s Class One for freshmen gathered the elite among all the freshmen admitted to County No.1 High School, totaling sixty students.
Their High School Entrance Examination scores were all above 620!
On the first official day of school, their Homeroom Teacher, Cao Lan, sternly informed these elites of a harsh reality: “Class One in each grade represents the class for the most outstanding students. So, having the qualification to enter Class One is an honor for you! However, don’t think you’re something special just because you were assigned to Class One. Our school has an elimination system in this regard. After the comprehensive exam every half semester, the school will tally the grades of all students across all fifteen classes in the entire grade. The sixty students with the highest scores and top rankings will enter Class One. This means that after every exam, any of you could be replaced by someone else!”
One could easily imagine how much pressure such a cruel elimination system would bring to these outstanding students who had always excelled academically!
Entering Class One was an honor.
Entering Class One and then being pushed out by others… that was a disgrace!
One by one, the students couldn’t help but tighten the heartstrings that had just relaxed not long ago after the High School Entrance Examination. They had to study hard and absolutely must not be eliminated—the curiosity, longing, and sense of novelty about high school were quickly cast aside by these elite students who were now on high alert.
Under these circumstances, for the students of freshman Class One, high school life didn’t seem all that different from middle school life—it was just attending class, eating, studying, and sleeping. There was still morning exercises, morning self-study, and evening self-study. If there was a difference, perhaps it was only that the school grounds and buildings were much larger and more numerous than those of Dongwang Township Middle School. Whether in terms of sports facilities, teaching labs, and other hardware, it was also more advanced than in middle school.
Also, without them even noticing, they had matured somewhat psychologically compared to before.
Su Chunfeng didn’t care much about this elimination system rule. It wasn’t that he was brimming with confidence, but rather he felt that as long as he studied hard and did his best with a clear conscience, then no matter what grades he got or which class he was assigned to, it didn’t matter. There was absolutely no need to create so much pressure for himself.
In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival had passed.
The freshmen, now familiar with high school life and County No.1 High School, found life to be peaceful and calm, and County No.1 High School to be wonderful. It was completely unlike the rumors they had heard about fights, forming gangs, or students inside the school colluding with troublemakers from outside to bully other students.
However, some students who knew sophomores and juniors and could get some information were aware that this was only because it was the start of the school year, and for a short period, school management was stricter in all aspects.