This passage describes the protagonist's return to Heishi School, offering to Bing for his help. Bing initially declines the offer, mentioning the protagonist's outstanding debt to the school. However, they decide to combine their money to have a good meal, and Ice contributes half of the money, considering the rest should be used for purchasing daily necessities.
The two of them enjoy a meal together, featuring meat and vegetables. The protagonist notices that they have different serving bowl sizes for rice, with the protagonist having a large bowl and Ice having a smaller one. When questioned, Ice explains that he doesn't eat much and prefers staying moderately full to maintain a clear mind.
Later that evening, Ice sits beside the protagonist and provides detailed explanations of Professor Bingke's notes on magic. The protagonist expresses concern about their lack of knowledge in even basic magic, to which Ice reassures them that learning basic magic is straightforward and that he will help them learn it within three days.
The protagonist reveals how they managed to enter Heishi School without any knowledge of basic magic, explaining that they had a chance encounter with the school's principal. The protagonist also mentions that the school administration didn't mention any entrance exams. Ice shows confidence in the protagonist's abilities and vows not to let them drop out.
Ice offers a clear and systematic explanation of the principles of basic magic and general techniques. Under Ice's guidance, the protagonist makes rapid progress. They have a discussion about the nature of magic, with Ice explaining that it's an energy within everyone, akin to mental energy. However, he also mentions that magic was greatly enhanced after a cosmic collision event, with everyone possessing a minimum magical capacity of at least 40 quarts.
Ice tests the protagonist's magical capacity using a crystal, but the test goes awry as the crystal turns into powder when the protagonist uses their power. Ice finds this outcome unusual and suggests that the crystal might have been used too many times. He estimates the protagonist's magical capacity to be around 75 quarts, which is considered intermediate for basic magic. Ice offers to provide special training to help the protagonist reach an advanced level in three days.
Finally, the protagonist asks Ice about the origin of the crystal, to which he responds that it's an inheritance from his mother. The protagonist feels guilty for accidentally breaking the crystal, but Ice assures them that it's not a big deal, as he has other heirlooms from his mother. The protagonist uses a humble approach to apologize and show gratitude to Ice, taking inspiration from their master's teachings. Ice acknowledges the gesture and comforts the protagonist.
It seems that Ah Bing is a good person, at least that's what my master says... Actually, I'm quite worthless... My master has evaluated me like that... But I feel so wronged... Basic magic is really simple. Maybe my master didn't teach me because he found it quite simple and thought there was no need? With Ah Bing's guidance, I can simulate fiery flames in the palm of my hand one moment, cold frost the next, then practice empty palm techniques to knock down books on the desk, and release wind blades, and occasionally shoot flashing small electric balls that chase me around the room... "Hehe, you're really smart, you learn everything in one go." Ah Bing pats my head happily and praises me, "But there are no basic or intermediate earth magic spells. If you want to learn, I can't teach you." I give a silly smile and say, "Teacher Ye, am I really that smart?" Then why does my master always scold me as stupid? "You little rascal! There's no such thing as 'Break Wind Sword'! I think even tearing your underwear would be a challenge for you! Don't mention knowing me when you go out!" "Do you even know how to use a sword, you're incredibly stupid! You've been practicing 'Pig Slaughtering Thirteen Stances' for two days and it still looks like 'Pig Killing Thirteen Stances'!" "You can't even get 'Breaking Sky Stance' right! You're really a fool! How come you look like a frog dancing after practicing for half a day!..." ... I can say that I've been scolded by my master since I was little. Besides "little scoundrel" and "little rascal," the most common thing he calls me is "stupid"... Before going to sleep at night, Ah Bing went to bathe. I lay in bed, excitedly thinking about what Ah Bing said earlier. "With your talent, you will definitely be Hersh's pride in the future. Graduated, many alliances will come looking for you to be their senior executives..." Senior executives? The salary must be high... Haha, when I have money in the future, I'll make sure Ah Bing and I enjoy good food and drinks, wear gold and silver, and indulge in a variety of beautiful women... Oh, and I have to rescue slaves, especially those slaves from the martial arts arena... Suddenly, I realized that I haven't been practicing for over three months. I need to review my master's lessons tomorrow morning. My master said that to become an expert, you need to practice every day. Breaking the magic true qi can only be practiced for half an hour every morning, half an hour before sunrise. I once asked him why, and he said that's the best time for yin and yang in the human body to merge, and practicing at that time allows the magic true qi to make the greatest breakthrough. Practicing at other times is just a waste of time. But I can't practice qi and swordsmanship in the dormitory; if I wake up Ah Bing, it wouldn't be good... With that in mind, I got up and headed to the water room. The entire dormitory looked quiet; I'm afraid only Ah Bing and I live here. Some rooms had seals on them, and the seals were almost falling off. Some rooms had big locks on the doors with crooked writing that said, "Warehouse Restricted Area, No Entry." It's probably the old lady who wrote that, it's really ugly. But mine is not much better. The sound of rushing water came from the end of the corridor. Ah Bing should be washing himself there. I walked over, knocked on the half-open door of the water room, peeked inside, and saw a pure and graceful figure. A slender waist, round and long legs, a graceful neck, enough to mesmerize any normal man... Wow! I've never seen such a sexy... back of a man... I suddenly felt my heart racing, my face burning... "Ah Yu, what's wrong?" Ah Bing turned her head, looking at me in confusion. "Why does your back look so much like a woman..." I accidentally blurted out my thoughts, damn... "Hehe, it made your heart race, right? Do you want to see the front? It will make your nosebleed!" Ah Bing laughed, as if she was about to turn around. My heart suddenly raced so fast that I almost started bleeding from my nose, and I quickly pulled my head out of the bathroom. "Hehe, why are you so embarrassed? We're both men, what are you afraid of..." Ah Bing's mischievous voice reached my ears. Gasping for breath, trying to calm my racing heart, I touched my burning face. Oh dear, I have no experience; I've never reacted so strongly to seeing a man's back... I hope I don't have that kind of preference! I slapped myself hard, and finally I calmed down. With my breath and heart rate slowly returning to normal, I finally remembered that I had something to ask him. "Ah Bing, do you know a good place nearby for morning practice? It's better to be quiet and undisturbed..." I asked loudly outside the bathroom, not daring to look at him. "Ah, yes, on the rooftop of the dormitory building, there's a platform, it's quite spacious, but there are always a lot of clothes and bedding hung up, which can be quite distracting. You can make do with it. The women from the school office make money by doing laundry and keeping watch, and those clothes and bedding are all washed by them. Just be careful not to dirty them..." "Oh, thanks..." I quickly replied and then rushed back to the dorm... In the morning, I stood on the rooftop of the dormitory building, surrounded by white bedsheets and colorful clothes. It perfectly hid my figure. I removed my waist sword and swung it, sending the sword sheath flying. The sword, despite being unwieldy and made of inferior steel, gleamed brightly. This kind of sword seemed suitable for someone like me, a poor person... What a tragedy. I threw away my distracting thoughts and started practicing a sword technique called "Break Wind Style." This style was about using precise techniques and clever changes in the use of true qi to alter the direction of the wind created by the opponent, or to counterattack. It involved slow and fast moves, some slow, some fast, some powerful, and some sudden. At times, it produced gusts of wind that sent clothes and bedsheets flying high into the air, while other times it moved quietly, not even stirring a speck of dust... Back when I had nearly lost all my power after being poisoned by the innkeeper, this sword style allowed me to escape death repeatedly. I probably owed my life to it countless times. Maybe those lions, tigers, and hungry dragons didn't understand my sword style, haha... It was during those long three months that my sword technique unknowingly improved significantly. Now I've regained about 40% of my power. I believe it won't be long before I recover my strength to what it was before the poisoning. The innkeeper didn't lie to me... After a long practice session, half an hour had passed without me realizing it. In the final move, "Breaking Sky Style," I soared into the sky, with the blade of