Chu Feng Doubts Life

Time trickled by, and before Chu Feng knew it, twenty minutes had passed since Lu Chuan entered the Heavenly Spirit Pool for cultivation.

During these past twenty minutes, Chu Feng's initial nervousness had slowly faded into relaxation, and now he was casually playing on his phone, unconcerned.

Chu Feng had concluded that Lu Chuan must have fainted outside the Heavenly Spirit Pool.

Otherwise, after such a long time, the alarm for the Heavenly Spirit Pool would have already sounded.

As for whether he was still cultivating inside the Heavenly Spirit Pool...

Chu Feng hadn't considered it.

What a joke. Back then, Chu Feng had only lasted ten minutes inside the Heavenly Spirit Pool.

And he had been a Fifth-Rank expert at that time!

But Chu Feng was only Third-Rank. How could he possibly last longer than Lu Chuan?

"What a shame, once the Heavenly Spirit Pool is sealed, it must be opened from the inside."

"Otherwise, I would have already gone in and dragged you out!"

"Honestly, making your senior brother wait for you, that's just not right!" Chu Feng glanced at the main hall, muttering his complaints.

At this moment, inside the main hall.

Lu Chuan's entire face was contorted in pain, his savage expression terrifying.

Veins bulged across his skin, showing the extent of the agony Lu Chuan was enduring.

"Hoo!"

"I've come this far, I absolutely won't give up!"

"Only five minutes left, hold on!"

After a low growl, Lu Chuan seemed to forget his pain. The frown on his brow gradually relaxed as he circulated the Sky Swallowing Art with all his might.

Five minutes later.

[Simplified time is up.]

Almost the instant the Simplification System's prompt appeared, Lu Chuan took a swift step and leaped forcefully out of the Heavenly Spirit Pool.

At this moment, Lu Chuan's face was filled with relief.

"Fortunately, I didn't have many simplification points left. If I had continued any longer, I might have been driven mad by the pain."

A person's ability to endure pain has a clear upper limit.

Once the threshold is exceeded, one either becomes a lunatic or an idiot.

Lu Chuan was no exception.

After his relief, Lu Chuan, with a face full of anticipation, summoned his panel.

[Host: Lu Chuan]
[Cultivation Technique: Evergreen Spirit Art (Divine) | Sky Swallowing Art (Proficient) 1/1000]
[Realm: Fifth-Rank Martial Artist (943,803/1,000,000)]
[Martial Arts: Eight Trigrams Swimming Dragon Palm (Perfection) 1067/N/A]
[Alchemy: Hidden, Click to view.]
[Simplification Points: 0]

The twenty-five minutes of suffering were not in vain!

Lu Chuan's cultivation had leaped from the Third-Rank realm to the peak of Fifth-Rank!

He was also not far from the Sixth-Rank realm.

At this moment, in terms of strength, Lu Chuan had far surpassed most special recruits, catching up to students who had entered the academy half a year earlier.

With his satisfaction complete, Lu Chuan pushed open the main hall door.

"Lu Chuan, you're finally out."

Seeing the door open, Chu Feng called out, then handed Lu Chuan a bottle of water. "How was it? Wasn't the experience inside pleasant."

Lu Chuan didn't reply. Instead, he took the water and gulped it down.

Chu Feng smiled, just about to say something else, when the smile on his face suddenly froze.

"Huh?"

Chu Feng rubbed his eyes. Was he seeing things?

How did Lu Chuan reach peak Fifth-Rank?

No, let me look again!

Chu Feng closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them, probing Lu Chuan.

Hiss! He was still at peak Fifth-Rank!

I'll keep looking!

Lu Chuan watched Chu Feng, who kept closing and opening his eyes, feeling a bit confused.

What's wrong with Brother Feng, has he gone mad?

After probing several times in succession, Chu Feng finally believed the incredible result and asked, "How long were you inside?"

"Twenty-five minutes," Lu Chuan replied without looking up.

Chu Feng: ...

Chu Feng remained silent, completely stunned and questioning his life.

Is something wrong with the Heavenly Spirit Pool?

Otherwise, how could Lu Chuan, a mere Third-Rank Martial Artist, last for twenty-five minutes?

Even he himself had only lasted ten minutes.

Or was he a good-for-nothing?

Chu Feng's heart trembled, his expression constantly changing.

Impossible!

He absolutely couldn't be a good-for-nothing!

If he was a good-for-nothing, then very few people in the entire Azure Dragon Academy wouldn't be!

Did they really think Chu Feng was easily dealt with?

Cough, cough, I'm getting off track.

Since he wasn't a good-for-nothing, it meant Lu Chuan was a freak.

Yes, that's it!

Returning to normal, Chu Feng patted Lu Chuan's shoulder, his face full of admiration. "Your result is acceptable. Although it's not as good as your senior brother's thirty minutes, considering you were only Third-Rank when you went in, it's not bad."

"Alright, let's go back."

Suddenly, Chu Feng seemed to remember something and said sternly, "Right, don't tell anyone about what happened today, not even Master."

"If anyone asks, just say you concealed your cultivation and were already Fourth-Rank when you entered the Heavenly Spirit Pool, and you stayed there for only ten minutes."

"Got it?"

"Got it."

Lu Chuan nodded.

He knew that this senior brother, who had almost become his master, wouldn't harm him.

"Let's go, I'll take you back," Chu Feng said.

"Yes."

As the two returned to the dormitory area, in a high pavilion within the academy.

Qian Yuan, the Vice Dean of Dragon Guard Academy, said leisurely, "Lin Lei has given the Heavenly Spirit Pool quota to his disciple."

Upon hearing this, Gu Ling, the Vice Dean of Conquest Academy, snorted coldly, "Lin Lei's intentions are punishable!"

"For the sake of factional disputes, he'd rather give the quota to an ordinary person than to a genius within our faction!"

"The more people like this there are, the faster Azure Dragon Academy will perish!"

"You can't say that," Qian Yuan glanced at Gu Ling. "As you know, the Combat Department has always produced exceptional talents."

"Perhaps this is another Chu Feng."

Speaking of Chu Feng, a hint of regret flickered in Qian Yuan's eyes.

What a fine genius, yet he joined the Combat Department.

If he had joined his Dragon Guard Department, he would probably be a True King by now.

"Another Chu Feng?" Gu Ling's eyes turned cold. "Then we definitely can't let him be. I propose we send a genius to intercept him!"

"Shatter his Dao heart, and prevent him from breaking through to Seventh-Rank for his entire life!"

"Is it worth it?" Qian Yuan said indifferently, "It's not shameful to make a move against a student."

"Besides, even if he's another Chu Feng, so what?"

"You don't really think two Chu Fengs can make the Combat Department turn things around, do you?"

"Better to kill by mistake than let go!" Gu Ling said with killing intent. "Once the Combat Department makes a comeback, not only will we have no place to stand, but even Azure Dragon Academy might face destruction!"

"Don't forget, the Heavenly God Race's kill order for the Combat Department has not been rescinded!"

"What, are you afraid of the Heavenly God Race?" A trace of disdain appeared in Qian Yuan's eyes. "If the Heavenly God Race is so powerful, why aren't they invading?"

"Boosting others' morale and dampening one's own spirit."

"You!"

Gu Ling's face turned red with anger, and he suddenly flicked his sleeve. "Even if we disregard external influences, just for ourselves, the rise of the Combat Department is not beneficial to you or me!"

"You must know that the resources consumed to cultivate one Ninth-Rank expert in the Combat Department are enough for you and me to cultivate ten or even twenty!"