A Heavenly Spirit Root Was Nothing Special

The fist-sized silver-white ball of light continued to grow with the passage of time.

Very quickly, the silver-white ball of light expanded to the size of a lunchbox.

"Immortal light has been descending more and more frequently lately, Transcendent Factors are becoming increasingly dense, and Spirit Medicine is growing faster as well."

Wu Jing mused to himself, I hope half of this batch of students can become cultivators. Hm?

At that moment, Wu Jing suddenly froze.

In his perception, Jiang Chuan was like a starving tiger, frantically devouring the Transcendent Factors around him.

"A Heavenly Spirit Root is nothing special compared to this. What kind of Special Physique does this kid have? This rate of devouring Transcendent Factors is a little outrageous!" A flicker of surprise appeared in Wu Jing's eyes.

Bzz!

Feeling his phone vibrate, Wu Jing took it from his tortoise shell.

Immortal Gate High School Teachers' Group.

Yan Ruoyu: Demon beasts outside the city are acting strangely. A Demon King is suspected to have broken through. The City Lord's Mansion hopes to mobilize some teachers from the school to join forces with the military and Public Security Bureau in heading outside the city to kill the Demon King. After the first class this afternoon, go to the Meeting Room on the sixth floor of Building One to discuss this matter.

Wu Jing: Received.

After replying, Wu Jing sighed softly, his heart churning endlessly.

"Truly troubled times! There are too many demons. Of the three cities near Nandu, Xuancheng has already been occupied by demon beasts, Changcheng has also fallen, and only Chuzhou City remains."

"Humanity is still too few compared to the Demon Race. What fate awaits Nandu next?"

Flowers, grass, trees, fish, shrimp, river crabs, tigers, leopards, jackals, wolves, and other creatures were all classified as demons in the ancient immortal system.

It could be said that aside from humans and inanimate things like stones and iron, everything else was a demon.

Compared to the Demon Race, humanity's numbers might not quite be a drop in the vast ocean, but they were absolutely scarce.

Relying on their enormous numbers, the Demon Race produced far more powerful beings than humanity.

If not for the Demon Race having too many different species, even slaughtering one another among themselves—

Humanity likely would not have been able to hold even the territory it had now.

As he continuously devoured Transcendent Factors, the ball of light in Jiang Chuan's Sea of Consciousness grew larger and larger.

"A normal wolf is roughly one to one-point-six meters long, while the wolf in the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Painting is only around ten centimeters. A wolf demon that evolves into a demon beast generally grows three to four times longer. The heavenly wolf should be about the same."

"This moon is roughly twenty centimeters in diameter. That means I need to visualize this moon to at least six meters in diameter before I can count as having completed even one corner of the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Painting."

Jiang Chuan sensed the washbasin-sized moon and sighed to himself.

"No wonder so many seniors in their final year still failed to complete their visualization by graduation. Even with a spirit root, my visualization is this slow. Ordinary people without spirit roots must be even slower."

As Jiang Chuan thought, he visualized even more diligently, hoping to enter the Elite Class as soon as possible.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

The dismissal bell rang.

Jiang Chuan immediately stopped cultivating.

Wei Dong asked, "Jiang Chuan, how is your visualization going?"

"Visualization is too difficult. I think I've only made a little progress, maybe one percent?"

Jiang Chuan looked at the millstone-sized full moon in his Sea of Consciousness, then at the dozens of heavenly wolves in the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Painting, and answered.

"We really are good brothers!"

Wei Dong draped an arm around Jiang Chuan's shoulder. "I feel like I've completed one percent too!"

"You've completed one percent as well?" Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Meng Nanxi stood up and turned to look at Jiang Chuan, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Has Jiang Chuan's soul been injured? Why is his visualization so slow? I've already completed one-tenth of it. How has he only done one percent?"

"He was hit by a car just yesterday. Perhaps all the 'great medicine' in his body was used to repair his body," Xiang Yining offered her opinion.

"That's possible."

Under Meng Nanxi's gaze, Jiang Chuan and Wei Dong left the Visualization Room and returned to the classroom.

She and Xiang Yining soon left the Visualization Room as well.

When they reached the second floor, Meng Nanxi abruptly stopped.

Xiang Yining stopped as well and looked at Meng Nanxi, who was staring at the Punching Power Tester.

"What is it, Nanxi?"

"I'm a little curious how much strength Jiang Chuan actually has."

As Meng Nanxi spoke, she walked toward the Punching Power Tester.

"Jiang Chuan only got the Great Sun Slaughtering God Technique yesterday. Could he really have completed Skin Tempering already? I don't think there's any need to waste time checking that guy's strength."

Xiang Yining did not want to waste time.

But Meng Nanxi did not heed Xiang Yining's words. She quickly walked to the LCD Monitor in front of the Punching Power Tester, turned it on, and retrieved the test data from earlier.

"Nanxi, you're really stubborn. Once you decide something, not even eight oxen can pull you back."

Xiang Yining also walked over to the LCD Monitor.

When she saw the number on it clearly, Xiang Yining's almond-shaped eyes widened as she exclaimed in shock, "1,082?! How is that possible?!"

"Skin Tempering in one night, and strength far beyond that of ordinary cultivators!"

Meng Nanxi was secretly startled as well. Jiang Chuan's talent is simply earth-shattering. If word gets out, I'm afraid all of Great Xia will be shaken!

"Could this have been left behind by some senior who came to test their strength while we were in class? The 289 below should be Jiang Chuan's strength." Xiang Yining raised a hand and pointed at the string of numbers beneath 1,082.

Meng Nanxi nodded. "That's possible, but I think it's more likely that it was Jiang Chuan."

Xiang Yining immediately said, "Assuming it's real, Nanxi, do you think Jiang Chuan truly completed Skin Tempering in one night, or did he violate the Great Xia Education Law and cultivate ahead of time?"

The Great Xia Ministry of Education wanted to prevent mentally immature children who became cultivators from being exploited by those with ulterior motives and harming society.

And because many children's bodies had not fully developed, forcing cultivation and making their bodies supply vast amounts of 'great medicine' to their souls could cause physical problems or even death.

In the end, it was decided that no one could guide or teach cultivation to any student who had not yet enrolled in high school.

"Cultivating ahead of time..."

Meng Nanxi pondered. "I don't recall any great family in Nandu with the surname Jiang. Jiang Chuan's family should be an ordinary one. His parents probably wouldn't dare break the law and teach him cultivation."

"In that case, I'm even more inclined to believe that the 1,082 jin wasn't punched by him."

Admiration appeared in Xiang Yining's eyes. "Human heroes like Seven Swords King and Skybreaker King all spent at least five to seven days before breaking through to the third realm. I don't believe there could be anyone in this world with greater talent than theirs..."

Ring!

The class bell rang. Realizing they were late, the two girls sprinted straight for the classroom.

The second class that afternoon was Chinese. Jiang Chuan glanced over the material and saw that the lesson was on the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng.

Having heard it many times before, Jiang Chuan had no interest in listening again. So, concealed behind two stacks of notebooks, he began using his phone.

Of course, he was not truly playing on his phone. He was using it to gain a deeper understanding of this world.

When the dismissal bell rang once more—

Jiang Chuan put away his phone and headed straight for Wu Jing's office.

He had just discovered online that, considering many children lost their parents in demon beast attacks and had no relatives to care for them, the Ministry of Education had made every school available for both boarding and day students.

Considering that the Blood Sea Divine Cult wanted to kill him every moment of every day—

Jiang Chuan immediately decided to apply to become a boarding student at Immortal Gate High School!