Advancing to Level Ten Spirit Scholar

Chapter 10: Advancing to Level Ten Spirit Scholar

This was his first time completing a system mission. Apparently, he would receive a Mysterious Treasure Chest.

The system had described this chest as something incredibly extraordinary.

Only those below level ten were eligible to receive it, and it would only appear once in a lifetime.

At that moment, a chest radiating a purple-gold glow was slowly forming in the status panel. Qin Feng could barely wait.

What kind of treasure could be inside?

Ding!

At that instant, a jolting sound echoed through his mind.

It nearly shook him dizzy.

What the hell? I can't open it when there are too many people around?

Qin Feng rolled his eyes as an error warning appeared in the status panel before him.

It roughly said that this item was extraordinary, and he should open it somewhere with fewer people to avoid bringing about his own death.

Qin Feng was an extremely curious person. The more the system warned him, the more he wanted to open the Mysterious Treasure Chest as soon as possible.

He was currently following behind Grandmaster and Tang San, and they had already arrived at the teaching building.

Along the way, Tang San seemed to get along very well with Grandmaster. The two chatted enthusiastically the entire time, and Tang San even seemed to be planning to take Grandmaster as his teacher.

Qin Feng felt nothing about it.

Although Grandmaster was the foremost authority on Douluo Continent's theories, Qin Feng now had the system. There was nothing Grandmaster could really guide him on.

Compared to that, he preferred to keep a low profile and grow through the system.

"The Notting Academy Academic Affairs Office is up ahead."

Grandmaster spoke to Qin Feng and Tang San, though he was clearly speaking more to Qin Feng, who was behind them.

The enrollment of Notting Academy's new students was handled collectively by the Academic Affairs Office, which was located on the first floor of the main teaching building.

Inside, a teacher who looked to be in his sixties was in charge of receiving new students. Two younger teachers in their twenties or thirties stood beside him.

"Director Su, these two children are Work-Study Students sent over from Holy Spirit Village. Please help them register."

Grandmaster personally signed a certificate for the two of them before handing it to the old man.

"What a rare guest. Grandmaster, what brings you here?"

The old man asked with a beaming smile. Although Grandmaster lived at their academy, he rarely appeared in the teaching building, much less came to the Academic Affairs Office.

"No, I still have things to do. Xiao San, Xiao Feng, register here. They'll tell you everything you need to know. I'll come find you later."

Grandmaster shook his head slightly, then left by himself.

"Alright, goodbye, Teacher."

Tang San respectfully spoke to Grandmaster, while Qin Feng also waved goodbye to him politely.

"Young man, you called him Teacher, but he isn't a teacher at our academy, is he?"

Teacher Su seemed quite interested in Tang San addressing Grandmaster that way, so he asked with a smile.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng went ahead and registered. He wanted to finish quickly so he could find somewhere secluded to open the chest.

Qin Feng could understand why they looked down on Grandmaster.

After all, strength reigned supreme on Douluo Continent. Grandmaster had failed to break through level twenty-nine and enter level thirty for so many years. Ordinary people might respect him greatly, but in the eyes of those above Soul Grandmaster rank, he was merely a scholar who could talk but could not act.

How could they respect someone like that?

Yet these people were all short-sighted. Grandmaster came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the strongest clans on Douluo Continent. As a direct descendant of such a clan, how could he possibly be inferior?

The only reason was that something had gone wrong while his Martial Soul was evolving. Once the power within his body was awakened, he would undergo a true transformation and become the supreme divine bloodline of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—the Golden Sacred Dragon!

However, the world had always been this realistic. If you had not succeeded, everyone would see you as a joke.

"Xiao San, I'm going to the bathroom. Go to the dormitory first."

Qin Feng finished registering before Tang San, then hurriedly ran out.

"Feng Ge, do you know which dormitory I'm in?"

Seeing Qin Feng dash away, Tang San had just wanted to call out to him, but Qin Feng had already vanished.

"That child is really so rash. Don't worry, all you Work-Study Students stay together."

The young teacher in his thirties said blandly.

Only after hearing that did Tang San breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Teacher."

Tang San took the dormitory plaque and thanked the teacher.

"Go on, child."

Director Su smiled faintly. This child really was quite sensible.

The academy's back mountain.

"There aren't many people here now, right?"

Qin Feng muttered to himself.

He had nearly cursed out loud. Over the past half hour, he had hidden in the bathroom and even run up to the roof, only to receive warnings that it was unsafe and could not be opened. It had made him furious.

In the end, he simply went all out and came alone to the academy's back mountain.

To his surprise, there was even a nice patch of grass here, with nothing but open space as far as the eye could see.

After confirming that no one was around, he tried opening the Purple Gold Treasure Chest again. If he still could not open it here, he would seriously suspect the system was messing with him.

Ding!

A light suddenly flashed. Another tiny chest appeared within the Purple Gold Treasure Chest, with a prompt telling Qin Feng that he needed to reach level ten before he could open it.

"Fuck!!"

Qin Feng took out the little box, smashed it onto the ground, and cursed loudly.

He felt that his intelligence had been deeply insulted. This was obviously a trap within a trap. Only an idiot would let himself be led around by the nose. Who knew whether reaching level ten would reveal yet another tiny box?!

Sitting on the ground, Qin Feng spent more than ten minutes calming himself down before the rage burning in his head finally subsided.

Host: Qin Feng

Gender: Male

Age: 6

Level: Level Nine Spirit Scholar

First Martial Soul: Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer

Second Martial Soul: None

Soul Power: 44030/90000

"I'll trust you one more time."

Qin Feng opened his attributes panel and saw that he still needed over forty-six thousand points to advance to a level ten Spirit Scholar. He thought he might as well advance first and see what other tricks this damned box could pull.

Qin Feng ran wildly while taking huge breaths.

Ding, you took a deep breath. Spirit Power Value +1000

+1000

+1000

Ten minutes later.

+100

+100

Qin Feng felt like his lungs were about to burst.

Why does leveling up feel so damn difficult?

With only ten thousand Spirit Power Value left, Qin Feng could no longer keep inhaling.

Right now, he truly wanted to quietly be a salted fish. To hell with this stupid treasure chest.

Of course, despite saying that, Qin Feng still did not stop.

As he cursed the system, he sprinted for his life. He even summoned the Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer and smashed it around wildly.

He had only one goal: to make himself take a few more deep breaths.

Ding! Congratulations, you have advanced to a level ten Spirit Scholar.

At last, that long-awaited voice rang out in Qin Feng's mind.

Host: Qin Feng

Gender: Male

Age: 6

Level: Level Ten Spirit Scholar

First Martial Soul: Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer

Second Martial Soul: None

Soul Power: 10/1000000

Qin Feng collapsed onto the grass in exhaustion.

The status panel appeared before him, and the treasure chest slowly opened.

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