The bell rang, and Xiang Fan walked out of the classroom among the crowd. He was pondering the logic of the rune chain when he heard the whispers of several senior students.

"I heard that the sect's psychic array has been having problems recently. Could it really be the psychic network's fault?" A chubby senior brother said in a low voice, his tone full of worry.

"Who knows!" Another female disciple curled her lips. "Maybe it's those people from the Star Lord's Mansion who are behind this. They always think their psychic technology is superior to our traditional formations."

"Shh!" The fat senior brother immediately made a gesture to silence the sound, his eyes widened and he whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful if the elders hear you or you'll be punished to go mining in the back mountain!"

As Xiang Fan listened to their conversation, a few associations suddenly occurred to him. He subconsciously touched the storage device, and the strange rune chain emerged in his mind - could there be some connection between the two?

He looked up at the sect's towering mountain gate and muttered, "Even if there really is a connection, it has nothing to do with me. I'm just a nobody, why would I get involved in this mess?"

Unfortunately, the rune seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't get it out of his mind. He kept thinking about the twisting rune chains on the screen, his mouth twitching, and he couldn't help but complain, "Forget it, even if this sect's spiritual energy formation is broken, it's still tougher than Elder Yin's temper. It's a problem, it's none of my business..."

However, his pace unconsciously slowed down, his gaze fixed on the psychic energy waves flowing below the mountain gate. A strange fluctuation seemed to flicker faintly within the psychic energy grid, causing him to pause.

Xiang Fan stood there, took out the storage device, weighed it in his hand, and said to himself, "Forget it, it won't cost me anything to study it. At worst, I'll spend the whole night to figure it out and use it as a bedtime story."

As he spoke, he walked quickly towards his residence, with a faint sense of excitement in his heart, eager to try.