With this, the cyclical feng shui layout—where the three elements supported, enhanced, and perpetuated one another—began to operate autonomously, much like a perpetual motion machine.
After setting up the feng shui treasure ground Cycle of Life, Wu Tong naturally didn't neglect the necessary protective measures. The dozen formation discs he had prepared earlier were distributed around the island, dividing it into multiple zones:
Maze Formation Zone
Illusion Formation Zone
Killing Formation Zone
Defense Formation Zone
These discs weren't fixed in place; they shifted according to the grand formation's trajectory, meaning any zone's formation could appear elsewhere. Anyone attempting to explore or sneak in would find their efforts futile, as the patterns were utterly unpredictable. Those who stumbled in could only pray their luck held and they didn't wander into the Killing Formation Zone—their sole chance of survival.
Additionally, the discs formed a colossal Spirit Gathering Formation, channeling vast natural energy to nourish the island's inhabitants, sustain its ecosystem, and power the other formations. Once activated, the Spirit Gathering Formation drew energy autonomously from nature, eliminating reliance on spirit stones. The stones served only as initial activators and Backup Hidden Energy Sources. Anyone thinking they could dismantle the formations by destroying the stones was sorely mistaken.
With these layers of formations, the island became an Impregnable, Ironclad Fortress. Wu Tong confidently declared that no one in this world—not even so-called deities—could set foot on Lakeheart Island without his permission.
"Perfect. Now, nothing can go wrong," Wu Tong murmured, nodding in satisfaction at his creation. He pulled out his phone to inform others and prevent accidental injuries.
[Campus Management Group]
Phoenix Perching on Wutong: Announcement: Regarding the renovation of Lakeheart Island… Please notify everyone to obtain an Access Token from me before entering to avoid mishaps.
The teachers, all former Valkyries, voiced no objections. Though the island had once been a scenic area, its fusion with three rare treasures had elevated it to a cornerstone of the academy's legacy—not something to be flaunted. Their replies flooded in instantly:
Valkyrie Teacher #1: Acknowledged.
Valkyrie Teacher #2: Acknowledged.
Valkyrie Teacher #3: Acknowledged.
Wu Tong sighed at the monotonous responses, closed the group, and forwarded the notice to other chats.
Growl—
His stomach protested. Glancing at the sun, he realized it was already noon. "Time for lunch. Let's see what Chef Qian has today."
After tasting Qian Jie's grilled fish the previous day—a feat accomplished with minimal tools and seasoning—Wu Tong was eager to try his proper kitchen creations.
Though his cultivation level rendered eating unnecessary, Wu Tong refused to forsake culinary pleasures. His motto: Only food and beauties are not to be betrayed. Thus, he never used internal energy to suppress hunger, leaving his stomach to demand meals like any mortal's.
Noon, Campus
Sunlight filtered through leaves, dappling the ground as figures moved across the still-closed campus, breathing life into its quiet corridors.
In the cafeteria, Qian Jie and his team prepared lunch. Though classes hadn't begun, the 1,500 Valkyrie-turned-teachers warranted a full-service kitchen. The aroma of stir-fried dishes soon wafted through the academy.
Unlike the cutthroat cafeterias of his homeland's schools, Wu Tong had hired only master chefs—some with food-type Martial Spirits—all vetted for skill and integrity. At the very least, no one would serve Rat-Head-Duck-Neck Soup here.
Approaching the cafeteria near the dormitories, Wu Tong inhaled the enticing smells and pushed the door open.
"Chef Qian, here for a meal!"
Inside, his gaze landed on Qian Jie—wearing a pink apron—flanked by Elysia and her eleven companions.
"Boss Wu Tong! Over here!" Pardofelis waved enthusiastically.
"Coming." Wu Tong smiled. A lively, grinning cat-girl was always a mood booster.
"You're all here to eat? Rare to see you gathered at the same time," he remarked, surprised. Their schedules were notoriously erratic; scientists like Vill-V often forgot meals during research binges.
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