Samadhi True Fire

"What method?" Jiang Chuan asked curiously.

"Use Samadhi True Fire."

Hearing Meng Nanxi's words, Jiang Chuan froze slightly.

He had long been thunderstruck by the great name of Samadhi True Fire.

"Samadhi True Fire can melt Blood-Patterned Iron, but where am I supposed to find Red Boy... a senior expert like that?" Jiang Chuan said, troubled.

Meng Nanxi and Xiang Yining both looked at Jiang Chuan with strange expressions.

Wei Dong sighed softly and patted Jiang Chuan on the shoulder.

"After that car accident, there must be something wrong with his brain. He's lost a lot of memories."

"There's nothing wrong with my brain," Jiang Chuan retorted.

Wei Dong countered, "Then how could you not remember that Sixth Realm Cultivators can use Samadhi True Fire?"

Jiang Chuan: "..."

If I told you I was a transmigrator, would you believe me?

"After the Fourth Realm Dao Foundation, the Fifth Realm is called the Divine Palace, while the Sixth Realm is called the Three Flowers."

Meng Nanxi explained, "The Fifth and Sixth Realms are actually the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown and Five Qi Facing the Origin described in Daoist texts. Samadhi True Fire is divine fire born from the combination of three different energies: essence, qi, and spirit."

"At Immortal Gate High School, aside from the principal, who is a Seventh Realm Cultivator, there are another four or five Sixth Realm Cultivators, including Vice Principal Bai. They should all be able to refine it for you."

"However, people like Vice Principal Bai are usually very busy, so under normal circumstances, they're difficult to meet."

"But one of them, Teacher Qu Shi, was assigned as the Elite Class's homeroom teacher before school even began."

"Half the school's resources are poured into the Elite Class. If you ask Teacher Qu Shi to help you refine a tiny sword the length of a thumb, she definitely won't refuse."

"The Elite Class!"

Jiang Chuan took a bite of the chocolate bread in his hand, his eyes filled with longing.

At that moment, his desire to enter the Elite Class reached its peak!

After lunch, the four of them headed to the Cold Weapon Room.

The Cold Weapon Room occupied a building of its own, behind the Teaching Building where First Year Class 42 was located.

As soon as he entered the Cold Weapon Room, Jiang Chuan saw a dazzling array of weapons.

Blades, Spears, Swords, Halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks, and many other weapons were displayed on row after row of Weapon Racks.

"Nanxi, what weapon do you want to use?" Xiang Yining asked curiously.

Meng Nanxi answered without hesitation, "A halberd. A great halberd!"

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised. He had not expected Meng Nanxi to choose a halberd.

Wei Dong came before a large saber and examined it. "I'm planning to choose a saber. If we really end up on the battlefield, it'll be easier to carry. What are you choosing, Jiang Chuan?"

The greatest weakness of firearms was that whether it was bullets, shells, or missiles, they would eventually be used up.

Shells and missiles in particular were area-of-effect weapons, unable to deal with demonic beasts that got close.

Bullets were also nearly useless against high-level demonic beasts.

At times like that, close-quarters combat became especially important.

"A lance, and I'll practice swordsmanship on the side."

Jiang Chuan did not particularly care what weapon he chose, but since he already had a lance at home, he would use a lance.

After all, with the balance in his account, he truly could not afford any other weapons.

A lance was suitable for dealing with demonic beasts, but demonic beasts were not his only enemies.

The enemy he most wanted to wipe out was still the Blood Sea Divine Cult!

When dealing with Blood Sea Divine Cult Followers and elders, a lance nearly three meters long would instead hinder his mobility.

And his lance could be disassembled. Without the Spear Shaft attached, it was not much different from a sword without a handguard, and could be used as a sword perfectly well.

While they were talking, most of the students from First Year Class 42 had arrived as well.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With the sound of metal striking metal, Wei Beishan, clad in armor and carrying a gigantic axe, walked in from outside the Cold Weapon Room.

"Students, I don't need to tell you what you'll be practicing in cold weapon class. You all know already."

"The school currently has more than a thousand Ancient Texts, including various Sword Manuals, Saber Manuals, and Spear Manuals. You may choose whichever you wish to practice. The reason I came here wearing this outfit is to tell you this."

"Techniques are important, but cultivators themselves are what matter most. Don't delay the advancement of your realm just because you're practicing techniques."

"Without the Third Realm, an ordinary person could not even walk while wearing Alloy Battle Armor and carrying a weapon, let alone wield it to kill enemies."

"So, everyone, do not, absolutely do not, under any circumstances, delay the advancement of your realm because of practicing techniques!"

After reminding everyone, Wei Beishan had them go to the second floor to find Ancient Texts and cultivate.

When Jiang Chuan reached the second floor, rows upon rows of stacked books filled his sight.

He searched for quite a while before finally finding a Sword Manual called "Flying Bird Sword Technique."

The "Flying Bird Sword Technique" had eighteen forms. Once unleashed, it was like a flying bird skimming across the heavens.

Its secret was one word: fast!

If placed in a martial arts world, this "Flying Bird Sword Technique" would surely shine brilliantly. But in this world, it was merely used to lay foundations for first-year students.

After practicing according to the "Flying Bird Sword Technique" for one class, Jiang Chuan headed to the Visualization Room and began visualizing before the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Painting.

Jiang Chuan could clearly feel Transcendent Factors continuously gathering toward him.

Like drops of flowing water, they slipped through his Pores and entered his body, traveling along his spine before pouring into his Sea of Consciousness, where they were absorbed by the three-meter-wide full moon.

The three-meter-wide full moon began expanding rapidly.

3.1 meters.

3.2 meters.

3.3 meters.

Very soon, the full moon expanded to four meters.

When the full moon expanded to four meters, beneath the illumination of its bright moonlight, Jiang Chuan's yin spirit became completely translucent.

At the same time, a strange sensation surged into his heart.

Jiang Chuan felt as though he could control everything!

When he had fought the Bald Man's yin spirit, Jiang Chuan's soul had already begun to solidify, giving birth to Divine Sense.

But at that time, his Divine Sense had been too weak—so weak that it could not even leave his Sea of Consciousness. He could only control the full moon to execute the Bald Man.

As the full moon continued expanding, Jiang Chuan felt his Divine Sense growing increasingly powerful.

Strands of Silver Light faintly flickered from Jiang Chuan's brow.

As his Divine Sense continued growing stronger, Jiang Chuan controlled it to surge out from the Sea of Consciousness in his brow. Like two great hands, it seized his legs and lifted him slightly.

After rising one inch off the ground, Jiang Chuan slowly lowered himself again.

"So this is Divine Sense? It's truly amazing!"

Then a wave of exhaustion flooded Jiang Chuan's heart.

Jiang Chuan rubbed his temples to ease the fatigue.

"My newly born Divine Sense is still too weak. I only lifted my hundred-plus-jin body one inch, yet I already feel exhausted."

After resting for a while, it was time for school to end.

When he returned home, Jiang Chuan discovered that his biological father, Jiang Huai'an, was absent again.

Ji Min said that Jiang Huai'an had been summoned away by the City Lord's Mansion, leading a large team to operate drones and scout the situation outside the city.

Jiang Chuan recalled the great battle outside the city and knew that his biological father would most likely not be returning tonight.

After visualizing for three hours, Jiang Chuan turned off the lights and prepared to rest.

Before falling asleep, Jiang Chuan had only one thought.

"I wonder what kind of cultivation technique my Top Supporter Sister Meng Nanxi will bring me tomorrow?"

With anticipation in his heart, Jiang Chuan drifted into sleep.

Early the next morning, Jiang Chuan got up early, finished breakfast, and went to school.