Now, every time Qin Jiu closes his eyes, he calculates; every time he opens them, he sees equations. It's as if numbers are flying chaotically in the sky, and looking at the introductory course "Ten Books of Arithmetic" imparted by Master at Mount Mo, he feels utterly depressed.
Had he known earlier, he'd rather have stayed at Mount Song, at least Mount Song still has… boo!
Suddenly Qin Jiu felt a sharp pain in his chest, squatted down, and only after catching his breath did he recover. He didn't know whether it was because his Qi refinement was lacking or what, probably his injuries hadn't healed? Oh! It's likely just the thought of arithmetic causes heartache! It must be!
Suddenly, a sound of bells drifts in with the wind, as if a cool thread tugged at his brow.
Qin Jiu immediately realized that something had breached the formation.
