A Thousand Miles in a Day Cultivating Heart Arts (Part 2)

The prompt boards kept coming and going, never pausing for a moment, like a bunch of silly netizens spamming comments and jokes. And those stars, still flying out from the bottom of the view like a reverse waterfall, hitting the progress bar with a crackle. It was dazzling, truly dazzling, making Shi Tiexin lose count of how many stars there were.

He watched, wide-eyed, as the progress bar stretched and stretched, until finally, without a hint of fatigue, it surged forward and slammed into the "Good" mark on the far right.

For a moment, the entire progress bar blazed with light, then flashed brightly. Within the radiance, the words "Good" on the right suddenly expanded, occupying most of the visual field.

[Basic Mathematics First Layer cultivation progress has been raised to Good]

A line of text announced the improvement of Shi Tiexin's Heart Arts cultivation. Then, the giant "Good" characters retreated to the left side of the view. As if something heavy had suddenly crashed to the ground, the words "Good" thudded down on the left, replacing the previous "Passable" position.

Then, a new, ethereal progress bar appeared once more. At the right end of the progress bar, the words "Excellent" emerged.

The word "Excellent" beckoned from the distance, while the progress bar in the middle continued to extend under the impact of the star clusters. However, there were few stars left to hit this time. After nine stars struck, the progress bar rose by nine increments and stopped there.

"A thousand miles in a day!!"

A prompt board popped out with a duang sound, emblazoned in roaring text. It shook ferociously for a while before slowly sinking like a reluctant sunset.

On the progress bar, a surging Crimson Flame had ignited, crackling with lightning, as if the progress bar had suddenly transformed into a Super Saiyan progress bar.

This, this, this… I've already cultivated Basic Mathematics First Layer to Good?!

It's already Good?

This was only one class!

"Brother Shi, Brother Shi?" Zhou Nan's call brought Shi Tiexin back to his senses. Shi Tiexin finally snapped out of his daze. He looked around; only three people were left in the classroom. Besides the two of them, there was Zhao Qingmiao, waiting by the light switch at the front of the classroom, looking at them apologetically.

Shi Tiexin looked at Zhao Qingmiao, then at the book in his hand. He looked at Zhou Nan again, and then at the progress bar in his vision.

The Super Saiyan progress bar was still thrashing wildly, showing off its power, as if it could unleash a Spirit Bomb at any moment to blast through all obstacles.

At a time like this…

At a time like this—

How could I possibly stop!!

I want to cultivate, I want to continue cultivating, I want to study, I want to study without stopping, I want to strive through the night, I want to burn the midnight oil, I, I, I'm going to learn explosively today!

A terrifying, immense aura suddenly erupted from Shi Tiexin, stronger and fiercer than the aura he had when he desperately needed to use the restroom. It was as if an ancient Desolate God had suddenly awakened.

Shi Tiexin swept his gaze across them, making Zhou Nan shiver. Looking into Shi Tiexin's eyes, Zhou Nan felt as if he were seeing a stubborn rock exploding into flames, steel sparking, and an unstoppable, fierce determination.

Shi Tiexin spoke, "Where is a classroom with the lights on?"

"Huh?" Zhou Nan didn't react immediately.

"Where is a classroom with the lights on!" Shi Tiexin emphasized, raising his voice, his impatience growing. The saying goes, strike while the iron is hot. If he didn't seize this moment when the progress bar transformed to go all out, would he wait until it cooled down?

Combo multipliers are hard to build up!

This time, Zhou Nan understood, but understanding was useless because he was equally stunned.

Big shot, you're asking me this? I'm just a small-time dealer of contraband, how would I know where there's a classroom with the lights on?

Just then, Zhao Qingmiao, who had been waiting to turn off the lights, timidly walked over. He was somewhat afraid, yet also somewhat in awe of Shi Tiexin, and tentatively said, "B-Big Brother, I-I know…"

Hm? Shi Tiexin looked at Zhao Qingmiao, his imposing face making Zhao Qingmiao take a step back.

Shi Tiexin stepped forward and raised his hand. To Zhao Qingmiao, it looked like a colossal pillar was crashing down on him. Zhao Qingmiao closed his eyes, thinking, This is it, I'm doomed. It's all my fault for butting in, now I'm going to get hit!

But then, with a slap, Zhao Qingmiao felt a weight on his shoulder. Shi Tiexin's large hand hadn't hit his head but landed on his shoulder.

"Good!"

Zhao Qingmiao opened his eyes and saw Shi Tiexin's approving gaze. His words were still concise: "Lead the way!"

Zhao Qingmiao felt an infinite surge of strength coursing through his body. Since becoming the class monitor of the Trash Class, this was the first time anyone had said the word "Good" to him. And it wasn't perfunctory, or feigned, or casual. Looking at Shi Tiexin, at his direct gaze, Zhao Qingmiao felt as if he had suddenly touched a noble soul, upright and without falsehood.

This guy is a man of few words and direct actions. If he says it's good, it must truly be good!

I, I was actually praised by this big shot?

"O-Okay!" Zhao Qingmiao snapped to attention, then excitedly led Shi Tiexin out. "This way, please. The school has dedicated study rooms open until midnight!"

Shi Tiexin strode out, following Zhao Qingmiao. Without looking back, he pointed at Zhou Nan and then at the practice books on the desk, not saying a word. Zhou Nan immediately understood the big shot's meaning, his face falling as he scurried to the desk and quickly packed everything up. Then, like a porter carrying heavy loads at the old dock, he shouldered the burden and ran after Shi Tiexin.

Racing against time, striding purposefully, Shi Tiexin followed Zhao Qingmiao out of the Trash Class building and headed straight for the front section of the academic area.

Along the way, Zhao Qingmiao explained that Fengming First High School did indeed have some study rooms open until midnight, managed directly by the security department. Although Shi Tiexin had been dealing with delinquents a lot lately, giving him the illusion that they were everywhere, the overall environment of Fengming First High School was still dominated by students who studied diligently.

Many diligent students headed straight to the study rooms after evening self-study. Because the number of study rooms was limited and the spaces were compact, if they went late, they might not be able to get a seat. Shi Tiexin had been too engrossed in his studies; looking at his watch, it was already 9:40 PM, and the situation at the study rooms was likely precarious.

As expected, Zhao Qingmiao led Shi Tiexin around several study rooms, only to find them completely full, with not a single empty seat. It wasn't that there were no unoccupied seats, but they were either piled high with books or had snacks placed on them, making them impossible to use.

What day is it today? I don't remember… Ah, whatever, it seems low-class to update every day, I'll just keep updating~