Because I Truly Have a Spiritual Root

Bang!

Jiang Chuan threw a punch at the Punching Power Tester.

The numbers on the LCD Monitor began jumping wildly.

100

200

300

The number soon reached 600 and was still rising rapidly.

700

800

The number quickly broke through 900 and raced toward 1,000.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Just then, the class bell rang. Jiang Chuan instinctively wanted to dash up to the fifth floor, but the number had yet to stop changing.

By the time the bell ended, the number had broken through 1,000.

Though it was still rising, the speed had clearly slowed.

In the end, the number froze at 1,082.

"I actually have Thousand Jin Strength now!"

Jiang Chuan stared at the LCD Monitor in wild delight, then turned and sprinted toward the fifth floor.

As he ran, Jiang Chuan thought, Had I really succeeded in Skin Tempering? But my skin doesn't feel any different from before.

Meditation Room.

Dozens of Meditation Cushions were arranged neatly across the redwood floor.

The low-hanging chandelier glimmered beneath the sunlight streaming through the windows, making the room feel warm and peaceful.

The most eye-catching thing in the entire Meditation Room was the enormous hanging painting at the front of the classroom.

In the painting, a bright moon hung high in the sky, its silver radiance spilling across the wilderness. A pack of wolves that seemed cast from Silver Water raised their heads and howled at the heavens.

Staring at the painting, one could almost hear the wolves' piercing howls tearing through the silent night sky, stirring an inexplicable sense of shock and awe in one's heart.

Hearing the class bell, Wu Jing gulped down a mouthful of Happy Water before speaking.

"This Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Painting is an ancient treasure. If you use it for visualization and manage to visualize a Heavenly Wolf, you will successfully condense Divine Sense."

"Teacher, if we can condense Divine Sense and become cultivators just by visualizing the painting, why are there Immortal Gate High School students who still can't become cultivators after three years?" one male student asked.

"That's a good question. But before I answer it, let me ask you something. Have you heard the legend of Zhang Guolao among the Eight Immortals?"

Though he did not understand why Wu Jing asked this, the male student still answered, "I have."

"Reporting in."

Just then, Jiang Chuan's voice came from the doorway.

Wu Jing glanced at Jiang Chuan and waved him over to take a seat.

Jiang Chuan walked over and sat beside Wei Dong, preparing for class.

"Since you've heard Zhang Guolao's story, you should understand that people do not grow stronger for no reason. Simply looking at this Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Painting definitely cannot strengthen your soul."

Wu Jing raised his eyes and swept his gaze over Jiang Chuan, Nan Xi, and the other four.

"Other than a few people in this classroom, none of you can even sense Spiritual Energy—that is, Transcendent Factors. And transforming the body requires turning Transcendent Factors into spiritual power to temper the flesh."

"Without Transcendent Factors, what can you rely on to transform your souls?"

"I heard from my family that those without spiritual roots must gather the Great Medicine of the Human Body if they want to cultivate."

A somewhat skinny young man with black-rimmed glasses and dark skin spoke up.

Jiang Chuan sized the young man up.

The young man was Kang Bo. In the other world, his family ran a flower shop, and the two of them had gotten along reasonably well.

But in this world, Kang Bo, like Jiang Chuan, was one of only four people in the class with spiritual roots.

"You're right. You do indeed need to gather the Great Medicine of the Human Body."

Wu Jing nodded. "Whether in Daoist texts or according to many ancient immortals, life itself is the greatest miracle in this world."

"In your eyes, the body and soul are two separate things, but in truth, they are deeply connected."

"The simplest example is when you fall sick, you become listless as well. It is precisely because the body and soul affect each other that ancient immortals discovered through research that the body produces substances that nourish the soul."

"This substance is the 'Great Medicine' you mentioned. But the Great Medicine does not appear out of thin air—it must be produced through eating."

"Therefore, if you want to condense your souls and give birth to Divine Sense, the most crucial thing is to eat!"

"Only by eating enough and eating well can you continuously produce the Great Medicine your souls need. Then, through visualization, you can use that Great Medicine to condense your souls and give birth to Divine Sense."

"Damn it, having talent is great!"

Wei Dong gritted his teeth. "You bastard, can't you give me half your spiritual root?"

"How about when I become an immortal, I give you half my magical power?" Jiang Chuan said as he stared at the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Painting.

"By the time you become an immortal, I'm afraid I'll already be in the ground. You'd better hurry up and give me half your spiritual root."

"No."

"You're willing to give me half your magical power once you become an immortal, but you won't give me half your spiritual root?"

"Because I really do have a spiritual root."

"..."

A tuft of flame appeared between Wu Jing's fingers, and he then took out a stick of purple incense.

"This is Spirit Condensing Incense. It can help you condense your souls. A single stick sells for 10,000 Great Xia Coin outside."

As Wu Jing spoke, he lit the Spirit Condensing Incense.

A delicate fragrance like floral perfume soon drifted throughout the classroom.

"This incense is one of the resources the Ministry of Education allocated to Immortal Gate High School. This year, the Ministry of Education allocated resources worth a total of 6 billion Great Xia Coin to Immortal Gate High School."

"Do you think that sounds like a lot of resources?"

Quite a few students nodded one after another.

"But in truth, for the more than 70,000 students in the entire school, these resources are nothing more than a drop in the bucket."

Wu Jing explained, "Immortal Gate High School uses more than forty sticks of Spirit Condensing Incense every day. Next, you will also train with Firearms and artillery. Every bullet and every shell costs money."

"Therefore, the resources allocated by the Ministry of Education simply cannot meet the needs of more than 70,000 students."

"In the end, the school—or rather, the Ministry of Education—chose elite cultivation. That is why the school established Elite Classes."

"Every student in an Elite Class will receive vigorous support from the school. Fifty percent of the school's annual resources are used on the nine Elite Classes across the three grades."

"As demon beasts evolve ever faster and ancient immortals continue to awaken, the whole world is becoming increasingly dangerous!"

Wu Jing's voice was full of gravity. "Teacher hopes that you talented students will cultivate diligently, break through to the third realm as soon as possible, and become the first 150 students admitted into the Elite Classes."

"Use the school's resources to grow strong quickly, become strong, and become the pillars of humanity!"

"Become the pillars of humanity!"

Quite a few students in the Meditation Room were set ablaze with passion by Wu Jing's words.

Jiang Chuan clenched his fists. Only one thought remained in his heart: Enter the Elite Class! I must enter the Elite Class! As long as I enter the Elite Class, I can grow stronger quickly and wipe out the Blood Sea Divine Cult as soon as possible!

"Alright, everyone, begin visualizing."

Hearing Wu Jing's words, Jiang Chuan stared at the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Painting and began to visualize.

Feeling the divine charm radiating from the painting, Jiang Chuan began outlining that round moon.

As the visualization began, Jiang Chuan could clearly sense it.

The Transcendent Factors around him began gathering toward him and drilling into his body.

Then, they followed his spine and rushed straight toward the Sea of Consciousness within his mind.

The Daoist texts said: the Upper Dantian was the Sea of Consciousness, the dwelling place of the soul.

Transcendent Factors continuously entered Jiang Chuan's Sea of Consciousness, transforming into a fist-sized Silver White ball of light.