The middle-aged beautiful woman couldn’t help but lean out from the entrance, watching his expression as he spoke.

“You mean…” Travis Sullivan’s face showed a thoughtful look. Since he was called a genius, he certainly wasn’t stupid.

However, William Thompson’s answer still challenged his understanding a bit. “What do you mean by ‘what suits oneself’… what is that?”

William Thompson glanced at him calmly. “That’s the mindset for opening the orifices… Have you ever carefully observed whether there are two identical leaves on the Xuanqing Plane?”

Travis Sullivan was silent for a while, then slammed the table hard. “So it’s like this! The method really doesn’t matter.”

“My table,” William Thompson pointed at his own table and gave a wry smile, “you’ve ruined it… one silver dollar.”

“Don’t talk to me about silver dollars,” Travis Sullivan said impatiently. Right now, he felt as if his heart was stuffed with a bunch of chicken feathers. He vaguely sensed that what William Thompson was saying, these ideas, were something remarkable, extremely ingenious.

But as for exactly where the ingenuity lay, he couldn’t judge for the moment.

After composing himself, he spoke in a deep voice, “Let’s say you have a point. I’ll go back and think it over, see how I can refute you… At worst, I’ll give you a silver dollar. Is that a lot?”

Yeah, is one silver dollar a lot? The middle-aged beautiful woman was about to step out and grab someone, but when she heard the last sentence, she finally suppressed her urge, took a deep breath—Let me wait a bit longer.

Travis Sullivan made as if to leave. When he saw the other party didn’t try to stop him, he couldn’t help but speak up, “Don’t you want to ask me what the six methods of opening the Zhongwan acupoint are?”

“You can either give me a new table or give me a silver dollar,” William Thompson was unmoved by his bait, instead pointing at the table in front of him with the palm print left on it. “Senior Sullivan, this is public property.”

“How could I possibly be carrying that much money?” Travis Sullivan rolled his eyes. His family was quite wealthy, but the money he personally controlled wasn’t much. Plus, he’d spent quite a bit on healing his injuries recently, and his family was keeping a tight rein on his expenses.

He replied irritably, “I’ll go back and see if I can scrape together a table for you… As for a silver dollar, you might as well go rob someone!”

After saying that, he turned and left. From behind, the library examiner chuckled softly, “Haha, I’ll come find you in the cafeteria at dinner—you’d better give me an answer.”

William Thompson asking for a silver dollar for a table was really a bit much, but… wasn’t he short on money? If Travis Sullivan couldn’t compensate, he planned to make a table himself, and then the silver dollar would be his.

He felt no guilt at all for this little extortion—after all, the table was the academy’s property, and he hadn’t asked Travis Sullivan to come and break it.

Travis Sullivan didn’t respond at all, just quickened his pace and left without looking back.

William Thompson was grinning happily when he suddenly noticed someone in front of him. Searching his memory, he realized this middle-aged beautiful woman was a lecturer, and seemed to hold a fairly high position, so he straightened his expression and spoke, “Lecturer, is there a particular book you’re looking for?”

The library examiner served not only students, but also lecturers—especially since some lecturers, when borrowing books, weren’t clear on the specifics and needed the examiner to provide details.

It was only after spending two months in the library that William Thompson had more or less figured out most of the content.

The middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head slightly, just looking at him calmly. “Since you say there’s only one way to open the Zhongwan acupoint, then tell me… what’s the key point?”

“I don’t know,” William Thompson shook his head, refusing very straightforwardly. Are you kidding? How could I tell you that?

If there’s only one way to open the orifice, then it’s guaranteed to work. Very few people on the Xuanqing Plane would know such a key point.

Instead, he winked and said with a smile, “Lecturer, eavesdropping on our conversation isn’t very nice.”

The beautiful woman blushed slightly at his words, then glared at him. “You little rascal, what you two were talking about has already, already…”

“Already gone beyond the syllabus,” William Thompson nodded with a smile. “But the academy encourages students to study on their own, right?”

Beyond the syllabus? The middle-aged beautiful woman thought for a moment before realizing what the term meant—beyond the outline of the current cultivation level. That was actually quite apt.

But she never liked glib-tongued students, so her face darkened. “How do you know about the cultivation of the seventy-two ancestral orifices? Who gave you the technique?”

She was trying to bluff a bit with this question. Although it wasn’t appropriate to come into contact with the seventy-two ancestral orifices’ cultivation method before reaching a certain level, if the technique had a legitimate source, there was nothing to fear from an investigation.

But this technique had always been tightly controlled by the authorities and the great clans. Her question was equivalent to asking on Earth—how did you get this information from the internal reference?

Of course, if William Thompson was from a great clan and had a legitimate source for the technique, others couldn’t say much, just that it wasn’t ideal.

“I heard it from an old grandpa,” William Thompson replied with a smile. “He told me, when opening the orifices, don’t just study by rote. What suits you is best… Don’t blindly worship the level of the technique.”