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Spiritual Energy Revival: I Can Create Cultivation Techniques at Will
Chapter 11

Little Monster

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Qin Hao was utterly speechless, because the secret that he possessed multiple abilities had been exposed.

So he was taken to the Warrior Research Center again.

At that moment, in the testing room, Dai Jun and a group of big shots were staring at the readings on the testing device.

Spatial ability talent threshold: 1,000 trillion ∑

Time-Type Ability talent threshold: 1,000 trillion ∑

Fire-Type Ability talent threshold: 1,000 trillion ∑

Earth-Type Ability talent threshold: 1,000 trillion ∑

Ice-Type Ability talent threshold: 1,000 trillion ∑

Five attributes had been detected in succession, and together with his Lightning-Type Ability from before, Qin Hao now possessed a total of six abilities.

Not only that, but even more terrifyingly, his talent for every single ability was Legendary Rank.

The big shots truly didn't know what to say. Calling Qin Hao a super genius didn't seem quite right.

Dai Jun said with a sigh, "A monster, what a monster!"

Bai Bing looked at Qin Hao beside her with admiration. "That's the little brother I like for you. You really are amazing!"

Luo Tian said, "There's no need to say anything else. I think this little monster can skip the college entrance exam and just report straight to Hongmeng Academy. That's fucking awesome!"

At that moment, even Lei Wu, who usually didn't talk much, shouted, "No way! The little monster has to come to our Purple Thunder Academy!"

Song Xing suddenly felt a little regretful. If he'd known these guys would fight over Qin Hao so fiercely after learning his true talent, he would have kept it to himself.

Then, no matter what it took, he would have talked Qin Hao into coming to his Divine Wind Academy.

"Ahem, everyone... seniors, could you let me say something?"

Qin Hao ventured meekly.

He really was afraid these big shots would start fighting. They were already going crazy, and it really felt as though a fight was about to break out.

At the sound of Qin Hao's voice, the big shots' expressions suddenly changed. Their faces had been red with arguing, but they immediately put on smiles they thought looked kindly.

"Little monster, you must give it serious thought. Our Candle Dragon Academy ranks first among the six great academies!"

Even Li Danfeng, who was usually very calm, had gotten a little hotheaded.

"Little Hao, don't listen to their nonsense. You must come to your big sister's Nine Palaces Academy. I promise to grant your every request."

"Little monster, you have an Ice-Type Ability. I think Frost Academy is the best place for you. With me personally guiding your cultivation, it won't be long before you become a true Martial Artist."

"Don't! Little monster, don't let them fool you. I, Lei Wu, never fool people. Your Lightning-Type Ability is actually best suited to cultivation at our Purple Thunder Academy..."

Song Xing was also doing his utmost to promote his own school, as if afraid the others would snatch Qin Hao away if he didn't make a good enough case.

Everyone there except Dai Jun had gotten hotheaded and kept desperately listing the various benefits of their own schools.

Even Lei Wu, who usually treasured words like gold, had said a great deal in one breath. One could well imagine how the big shots were feeling at that moment.

Qin Hao looked at the big shots surrounding him and swallowed. Finally, unable to take it anymore, he shouted, "Seniors, please calm down first!"

With that shout, the room fell silent in an instant.

Everyone suddenly felt that what they'd just done was a little improper, and each of them scratched his head awkwardly.

They were like a group of children who had done something wrong.

Dai Jun, standing off to the side, shook his head with a wry smile. Even a big shot like him, a martial grandmaster fifth stage, hadn't dared say anything during that scene.

He had been afraid that if he so much as shouted, the group would start fighting.

Fortunately, Qin Hao's shout had finally calmed them down.

"Senior Li, Senior Luo, Senior Lei, Senior Han, Senior Song, Sister Bai... could you all listen to me for a moment?"

When Bai Bing heard Qin Hao call him sister, she immediately smiled smugly.

"I think you should just treat me as someone with an F-Rank Talent for a Lightning-Type Ability for now. Don't fight over which academy I should go to. Wouldn't that expose the fact that I'm a genius? Then people from other countries would surely try every possible way to assassinate me!"

"If you really care about my safety, just treat me like a piece of trash. Otherwise, can you guarantee you can protect me every moment of the day?"

Just then, Bai Bing suddenly said, "I can!"

When Qin Hao heard that, he stared at Bai Bing in shock, swallowing repeatedly.

Images immediately formed in his mind: Bai Bing watching from the side while he bathed, Bai Bing watching from the side while he used the toilet, Bai Bing watching from the side while he slept...

All the big shots present, except Bai Bing, blushed.

Clearly, these old geezers had also thought of the same scenes Qin Hao had imagined.

"Ahem, well, well, I think Qin Hao is right. For his safety, we should stick to our original plan. Everything should proceed as usual."

"After all, other countries also have experts like us, and they even have assassins like Old Song. They're impossible to guard against. If we all stayed by Qin Hao's side to protect him, who would handle the other matters?"

Dai Jun hurriedly spoke up at that moment, easing the awkwardness.

And so, Song Xing took Qin Hao back to his home in Jiangnan City once again.

As before, they only needed to treat Qin Hao like someone with a trash F-Rank Talent ability, except that Song Xing, a martial grandmaster second stage expert, would protect him in secret.

Everything went on as usual for a week, until it was time for a mock exam at school.

The college entrance exam was only half a month away.

At that moment, in the classroom of Class Six, Year Three!

"Brother Hao, I don't think you're anything like someone with F-Rank Talent. You're too strong. Could your talent grade actually be—mmph, mmph, mmph..."

"Shh, Fatty, don't talk nonsense. I have F-Rank Talent. What if other people misunderstand and fight to challenge me?"

"True. Especially that Zhao Hu, he's really annoying. He's obviously no match for you, but he keeps coming back every time."

Seeing Cao Shuai like this, Qin Hao finally relaxed. He thought it was a good thing Fatty was easy to fool, saving him from being exposed.

Sigh, looks like I'll have to act a little weaker.

Just then, the class bell rang, and all the students returned to their seats and sat down.

The homeroom teacher of Class Six, Year Three walked in as the bell rang.

"Students, the mock exam is tomorrow. You must use this opportunity to properly assess yourselves: where do your strengths lie, and what are your weaknesses?..."

After stressing these points for nearly ten minutes, the homeroom teacher finally let the students study on their own.

Then the homeroom teacher came over to Qin Hao.

"Qin Hao, come with me for a moment!"

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