Rapid Progress

"How was that? Impressive, right?" Wang Yi laughed.

"Awesome!" Luo Feng gave him a thumbs-up. He was completely convinced—Wang Yi really was far stronger than him now.

Wang Yi walked over and said with a smile, "As long as you work hard, one day you'll reach my level too."

Saying that made Wang Yi feel somewhat strange.

He had actually lived to see the day when he could say something so pretentious to the famous Luo Feng—something like, "One day, you'll catch up to me."

But Luo Feng naturally did not see it that way. He thought Wang Yi was encouraging him, and a resolute look appeared on his face. He murmured, "Hmm," and nodded heavily.

"Um, Wang Yi..." Luo Feng hesitated, seeming a little embarrassed. "You're so strong now. Could you teach me...?"

"Of course!" Wang Yi agreed immediately. He certainly would not refuse an opportunity to grow closer to Luo Feng.

Besides, with Wang Yi's current accomplishments in Blade Technique, Body Movement, and control over his body, guiding the still extremely inexperienced Luo Feng would be no problem at all.

"Thank you." Seeing Wang Yi be so generous, Luo Feng instead felt somewhat grateful.

"Why are you being so polite with me?" Wang Yi laughed.

"Then let's start now!" Luo Feng was a little impatient.

"Alright!" Wang Yi was straightforward as well.

Seeing Luo Feng and Wang Yi begin their lesson in the open space as though no one else existed, Wei Wen shook his head. He simply found a comfortable spot, sat down, and watched.

He clicked his tongue in amazement. It's only been a few days since I last saw Wang Yi, and he's suddenly become this incredible. Unbelievable...

Wei Wen did not know that the Jiangnan General Association, which had gathered all of Wang Yi's information at top speed, was thinking the same thing.

In the president's office of the Jiangnan General Association building, Zhou Yongzheng, president of the Jiangnan General Association, sat behind a broad desk in a white training uniform. Before him stood the General Association's three directors.

The four major figures of the Limit Martial Arts School's Jiangnan General Association had gathered together!

"This is all the information we currently have on Wang Yi. Take a look and tell me what you think." Zhou Yongzheng handed over three thick files.

The three directors took the files and quickly began reading.

If Wang Yi had seen these documents, he would definitely have been shocked. Nearly every traceable experience from his childhood to the present was in them. The Limit Martial Arts School wielded enormous influence, and investigating Wang Yi, who came from an ordinary background, was effortless. In the shortest possible time, the Limit Martial Arts School had practically dug up everything about Wang Yi's grandfather's generation. The only thing they had not done was dig up his grandparents' ashes for a thorough examination.

And as they learned more about Wang Yi, the image they had of him rapidly became more complete.

After a long while.

The three directors set down their files one after another.

"Well?" Zhou Yongzheng leaned back in his chair and looked at his three subordinates from the General Association.

The three directors exchanged glances.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black Tang suit, thin in build with a hooked nose and an overall feminine air, spoke first. "President, I don't see any issue. We can recommend Wang Yi to the higher-ups for entry into the Elite Training Camp."

A lean man spoke next. "I support Director Zhuge's opinion. Wang Yi is still so young, yet he has comprehension, perseverance, and talent. He is absolutely a genius rarely seen in Jiangnan Base City even once in ten years!"

The last director, tall and burly, said in a deep voice, "President, I agree with them as well."

After hearing them, Zhou Yongzheng nodded in satisfaction. He swept his gaze over the three of them and said, "Then we all agree to recommend Wang Yi for entry into the Elite Training Camp?"

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

The three directors answered without hesitation.

"Since we are all in agreement..." Zhou Yongzheng rose from his chair. "Then, in the name of the Jiangnan General Association, we will jointly submit an application to headquarters recommending Wang Yi for the Elite Training Camp!"

That night, in an ordinary hotel in Yian District, a young man sat cross-legged on a bed in a third-floor room. He assumed the standard Five Hearts Toward Heaven posture for cultivating Gene Energy, closed his eyes, and breathed long and quietly.

The five hearts referred to the soles of the feet, the centers of the palms, and the Baihui acupoint at the crown of the head.

Wang Yi's heart was as still as water. He emptied his mind—neither moving, thinking, hearing, nor seeing... Soon, he entered a mysterious state. His consciousness sensed the faint yet omnipresent cosmic energy outside.

That fast? Wang Yi was delighted and immediately awoke from that mysterious state.

But Wang Yi did not care much about it.

He had already discovered that as long as he entered the state, he seemed able to sense the cosmic energy outside very easily.

And it had only taken such a short time.

Hmm, aside from successfully cultivating the First Calamity Technique of the Nine-Calamity Secret Manual and raising my Gene Level threefold, I've also received some rewards from checking in lately. Those have helped me somewhat too, Wang Yi thought.

But he felt that raising his Gene Level was the foundation.

Of course, perhaps Wang Yi also possessed talent in sensing energy.

"Since I can sense the cosmic energy, then it's time to cultivate." Wang Yi did not hesitate.

He once again assumed the Five Hearts Toward Heaven posture, palms open on his thighs. Closing his eyes, he began to settle his mind.

As Wang Yi relaxed, his mind once again entered an ethereal state.

Do not be surprised that Wang Yi could enter a cultivation state so quickly. He had deliberately trained this ability over the years.

Very soon, he sensed that hazy aura outside once more. He could feel it slowly flowing in through his palms, the soles of his feet, and the Baihui acupoint atop his head.

Wang Yi used his consciousness to guide those streams of energy, accelerating their flow into his body. In an instant, it was as though a dam had burst. The energy that had originally been like a gentle stream suddenly became ferocious, surging wildly into Wang Yi's body.

Wang Yi's body trembled slightly.

A massive amount of cosmic energy poured into his body, continuously absorbed by the mitochondria within his cells and transformed into Gene Energy. That energy was then absorbed throughout his cells. Every cell underwent earth-shaking changes, and Wang Yi's body rapidly evolved as well.

His skin, muscles, bones, and every deeply buried cell—even his genes themselves—underwent slight changes. This was the evolution of life, an optimization of life's genes!

Because the human body had never actively absorbed cosmic energy before, its cells had always been in a state of hunger. Therefore, the first time one absorbed Gene Energy was generally when one's strength increased the most.

Second by second, time passed.

Wang Yi continued absorbing Gene Energy without stopping.

Soon, dawn arrived.

This cultivation session had taken Wang Yi nearly eight hours.

"Phew!"

Wang Yi finally opened his eyes. Feeling the changes in his body, a smile appeared on his face.

"I never expected my first cultivation of Gene Energy to last this long." Wang Yi felt somewhat emotional.

He remembered that when Luo Feng first cultivated Gene Energy, he had reached saturation after just a little over two hours.

Yet Wang Yi had continued for nearly eight full hours.

Almost three times as long as Luo Feng!

And moreover...

Wang Yi stood up, clenched his fist, and felt the power filling his body—power far greater than before.