This isn't difficult; it's rather easy actually, since Ye Xian has never concealed anything from Ji Jue, and almost all the information is completely transparent.
Just by using a bit of his brain, he can easily come up with countless methods, and might even win without a fight.
But this won't do.
Whether it is the craftsman's arrogance or just self-righteousness, Ji Jue sincerely wants to know how much distance remains between himself and his former teacher.
Is his current self capable of making the former teacher give his all?
Ji Jue pushed the door open once again.
Facing the gradually crumbling cube, he waved with a smile:
"Teacher, I've come for the test."
Crack...
Beneath the disintegrating cocoon, a familiar figure reappears.
Draped in a gray-black robe, covering from head to toe, carrying a satchel and holding a heavy specimen box, like an explorer from somewhere, dust-laden.
