“Miss Grace seems to be angry!”

“In Miss Grace’s class, he even slept and shouted loudly. How could Miss Grace not be angry?”

“Miss Grace is the goddess of our Nanxing Institute. If her admirers find out, just their spit alone could drown Henry Carter!”

Everyone wore schadenfreude smiles, as if they could already see Henry Carter’s miserable fate.

“Hmph, he brought this on himself, can’t blame anyone else!” Brian Cooper snorted coldly, a faint trace of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

“Henry Carter, right? Have you ever heard the story of Charles Washington?”

Grace Hamilton looked at Henry Carter, her clear and elegant voice carrying a tone of earnest advice. Henry Carter’s talent was very poor, with almost no hope of ever becoming a martial artist, but after all, he was her student, and teaching Henry Carter was her responsibility.

“When Charles Washington was young, his soul-sea talent was only at the red level, but he didn’t give up on himself, nor did he complain about fate. Instead, he devoted himself to comprehending divine patterns, perfecting the Green Wood Divine Art, the Wild Bull Divine Art, the Fire Butterfly Divine Art… At the age of thirty, he became a divine pattern grandmaster renowned across the continent, created all kinds of divine arts, and raised his soul-sea talent from red to blue, eventually becoming an emperor!”

“Soul-sea talent is not unchangeable. Perfecting or creating new divine arts can resonate with heaven and earth, gaining the power of the Dao of Heaven. The power of the Dao of Heaven can cleanse the soul sea and improve one’s soul-sea talent!”

That being said, perfecting or creating divine arts was something only the noble “divine pattern masters” could achieve, a field completely out of reach for ordinary people!

Divine pattern masters are a profession above martial artists.

As the name suggests, divine pattern masters are extremely proficient in the knowledge of divine patterns, able to perfect or even create new divine arts, inscribe divine scrolls, and any divine pattern master would be courted at all costs by various powers, enjoying an extremely prestigious status.

Nanxing Academy has only one divine pattern master. Even the vice dean and dean, the highest authorities in the academy, show great respect to that divine pattern master.

The reason divine pattern masters enjoy such treatment is naturally because they are extremely rare, and the requirements to become one are exceptionally harsh.

First, a divine pattern master must master 360,000 basic divine patterns, each extremely complex and possessing different attributes. Without talent, one could never master them in a lifetime.

And mastering 360,000 basic divine patterns is only the foundation. The most important thing to become a divine pattern master is soul perception!

Only with powerful soul perception can one sense the imperfections in divine arts. Under such harsh conditions, those qualified to become divine pattern masters are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. That’s why their status is so noble, even somewhat distorted.

“Charles Washington?”

Henry Carter slowly nodded, listening to Grace Hamilton’s gentle narration, a faint warmth lingering in his heart. He had slept and even shouted in class, yet Grace Hamilton did not punish him, but instead used the story of Charles Washington to inspire him.

“There is a path up the mountain of books, and diligence is the way. It’s not too late to start learning now. Come, try to identify these three divine patterns.”

Miss Grace turned slightly, extending her slender finger to point at the three divine patterns she had written on the blackboard earlier. As she turned, the white gauze dress revealed her exquisitely delicate collarbone at the shoulder and neck. Grace Hamilton’s back was graceful, her long hair cascading down, exuding an indescribable charm. The tight-fitting upper part of her dress accentuated her curvaceous figure.

“When Miss Grace was explaining those three divine patterns, Henry Carter was sound asleep. How could he possibly recognize them?”

“Henry Carter is such an idiot. Even if these divine patterns recognized him, he wouldn’t recognize them!” the students mocked in low voices.

Sitting below, Brian Cooper’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a teasing smile.

That mocking smile from Brian Cooper fell into Henry Carter’s eyes. He snorted coldly in his heart. He and Brian Cooper had never gotten along in class. He was only a one-star apprentice, while Brian Cooper was already a five-star apprentice. The outcome was obvious.

Was he going to be trampled on by someone as despicable as Brian Cooper for his whole life? Henry Carter would never accept that!

Henry Carter took a deep breath and looked up at the three basic divine patterns on the blackboard. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck his mind. These divine patterns felt as familiar as if they flowed in his blood.

Henry Carter blurted out, “These three divine patterns are part of the seventy-two ‘Still Water’ divine patterns, all of which are water-attribute patterns. Low-level spirit arts like ‘Triple Tidal Palm,’ ‘Stacked Wave Fist,’ ‘Water-Splitting Finger,’ ‘Condensing Water Palm,’ and so on, all require these three divine patterns.”

“Among the divine arts that use these three patterns, the most commonly used is the mid-level spirit art ‘Ice Mirror Seal’!”

Henry Carter spoke confidently, even surprising himself—how did he know all this? Henry Carter felt that as he spoke, faint glimmers of divine patterns flickered in his soul sea.

As Henry Carter’s calm voice echoed through the classroom, all the students were stunned, eyes wide, staring at Henry Carter in disbelief.

Henry Carter actually got it right!

“How is this possible?”