The light lingered around Fan Qing, and time gradually passed. She suddenly opened her eyes, yawned, and regained her vitality.
There was also the refined steel Hyakki De, who rubbed his arms and the flames instantly illuminated the entire room.
The whole night, Fan Qing stayed by the medicine cauldron. When it was just dawn, the fine steel Baigui finally succeeded in refining it. She breathed a sigh of relief and put the powder into porcelain bottles. She placed both bottles.
There is a bag pressed next to the school uniform. It cannot use the space, so it can only be placed there, but it is convenient to carry.
It was still early at this time, so it was better to take a rest before going. Fan Qing closed her eyes and squinted in the alchemy room.
It was noon, Fan Qing walked out of the alchemy room, but found that he had no idea where the dean was. He patted his head and was about to grab someone to ask for directions when he saw Wu Tian walking towards here.
"Qing'er, why did you come out of the medicine refining room? Do you know how to make medicine?" There was a look of surprise on his face.
Fan Qing responded lightly, "By the way, do you know where the dean lives? The teacher said that the dean wants to see me."
"The dean is back? I haven't seen him since I've been here for so long. Let me go with you. But I heard that he is back this time to solve the issue of the college's operating funds."
Fan Qing wondered, "What happened to the operating funds? Is the academy really out of money? Doesn't it mean that cultivators are the ones who are least in need of money? It seems that after reaching any level, there is a special department to distribute it at regular intervals.
People with these levels should be the most in need of money."
Having said this, Wutian showed a little admiration on his face, "The tutors in our college, including the dean, are people who don't like to be attached to other forces. They like to be free and only belong to this college.
But this way... there is no source of income, so many elders and tutors will go to make some extra money, and the dean is also running around for their funds, so the college's funds in recent years... are really stretched."
"Then why not go to the War Spirit Temple?"
Wutian shook his head, "The same goes for the War Spirit Temple. Accepting the help from the War Spirit Temple means that you will be sent by it. Sometimes, you will be given various orders. Although they will not treat the strong badly, but this way
Although the benefits are good, it is equivalent to a contract to sell oneself, and one must serve them at any time. Many powerful practitioners will not serve these forces, after all, it is too restrictive."
Fan Qing sighed, "Then why are you still working on this training room? If you save this expense, wouldn't the college be able to afford it?"
Wutian spread his hands, "But that is the source of talents in the academy and the key to attracting all kinds of people. How can the academy survive without this."