The plane flew across the sky in the beautiful parabola, heading straight from the City of Salvation to Hale Province.

“Instructor Qin, you don’t look so well.” A voice called out from beside Qin Ye. He turned his head, only to realize it was Li Jixi.

Qin Ye discreetly shifted his body to keep some distance between them. His wealth of life experiences taught him to pick up information from the slightest of subtleties. Even though Professor Li was conversing with him very casually, he couldn’t help but intuitively feel as though Professor Li was slowly but surely drawing closer to him.

“Would you like some coffee to perk up your spirits?” Li Jixi asked with concern. This was a chartered flight, and they could call for service from the flight attendants at any point in time.

“There’s no need. I’ll be fine after some rest.” Qin Ye smiled faintly, and then closed his eyes to catch some rest. He wasn’t willing to say any more than that either.

Anyone who had spent an entire week learning a new technique from scratch without rest would naturally be just as tired as Qin Ye, if not more.

Fortunately, his efforts weren’t in vain. The gruelling week had seen his internalization of his very first Hell’s Arts, the Yoke of Five Ghosts.

The name of this technique sounded simple and basic. In fact, it was in some ways rather similar to the summoning technique of the Five Wealth-Generating Ghosts. The only difference was that the Five Wealth-Generating Ghosts required fostered ghosts, failing which the user would run the risk of being afflicted with a backlash...