Cheng Han, You're Famous

Hearing the commotion, Qiu Yuan frowned and barked, "Quiet!"

This man commanded immense authority; everyone instantly shut their mouths.

Qiu Yuan announced the second selection: "Wan Tengjiao!"

Everyone wore stunned expressions.

In past Meditation Classes, Fang Han had always been the best-performing student, holding first place in observation time for a long while. No one had expected him to be passed over.

Fang Han himself looked incredulous as well.

The gazes cast his way made his face flush bright red.

Fang Han had believed he would certainly be selected, but this result was like a resounding slap across the face, filling him with deep humiliation and indignation.

Qiu Yuan offered no further explanation, merely saying expressionlessly, "Class dismissed!"

Fang Han clenched his fists and shouted, "Teacher Qiu, my meditation results are first in the class. Why am I not qualified to observe the Town Mountain Profound Wall?"

Qiu Yuan frowned and snapped, "Everyone else, leave the Meditation Room immediately. Fang Han, stay behind."

Fang Han seemed determined to make a scene. He actually openly challenged him, saying, "Teacher Qiu, do you dare let everyone stay and judge who is right?"

He pointed at Cheng Han, his tone growing more impassioned. "Cheng Han's observation time is far below mine. Why can he be selected? This isn't fair!"

Cheng Han was utterly speechless. He had done nothing, yet had somehow caught a stray bullet.

Qiu Yuan chuckled, though there was not the slightest trace of amusement in his voice. "You want fairness? Fine! Then I'll give you fairness!"

Cheng Han shook his head slightly.

In the past, he had used the Eye of Omniscience to "peek" into his classmates' private affairs. Fang Han was the class's number-one star, so Cheng Han had naturally treated him as a key subject of attention.

And the result of the deduction had greatly surprised Cheng Han—Fang Han's meditation results actually contained quite a lot of padding.

Qiu Yuan's expression turned icy. "Students, you may not know that there is a plant called Purple Jian Blue. The juice extracted from its flowers has an interesting effect.

"Take only a small amount, and your mind will become more stimulated, allowing you to observe the Profound Spirit Wall for longer. For example, if you could originally last only forty seconds, after taking the juice..."

Qiu Yuan deliberately paused, emphasizing his next words. "Your time can increase to at least forty-five seconds!"

Cheng Han had long known this secret, so his expression remained calm.

The entire class erupted into an uproar again.

Some students, hearing that Purple Jian Blue was so potent, felt tempted.

Others had clearer heads and understood that the juice must have side effects; otherwise, the school would surely promote it on a large scale.

The anger on Fang Han's face vanished completely, replaced by panic and helplessness.

For some reason, Qiu Yuan suddenly looked toward Cheng Han. "I hear Cheng Han's grades in botany are excellent. Perhaps you know the side effects of Purple Jian Blue."

A group of students immediately turned their eyes toward him.

Cheng Han felt rather helpless. He did not want to stand out, but on one hand Qiu Yuan had called on him, while on the other Fang Han had taken a bite at him, leaving him quite annoyed.

After hesitating for a moment, he still picked up the thread. "The stimulating effect of Purple Jian Blue is merely an external force. It cannot truly increase spiritual power.

"If the juice is consumed over a long period, it will bring a serious side effect: it suppresses the natural growth rate of spiritual power, ultimately greatly reducing the chance of forming a seal."

Cheng Han revealed an additional piece of information. "Last year, two graduating seniors had observation times exceeding fifty seconds, yet still failed to form seals. That was no coincidence."

Fang Han's face turned deathly pale.

Clap! Clap!

Qiu Yuan clapped his hands and praised, "Cheng Han's knowledge truly is extensive! This is knowledge that has never been taught in class, yet you understand it so clearly."

The way quite a few students looked at Cheng Han changed, as though they were seeing him for the first time.

Qiu Yuan continued, "Cheng Han is kind-hearted and unwilling to expose someone's vile true face, so he deliberately left out one crucial piece of information. Allow me to add it."

Upon hearing the assessment "kind-hearted," Qian Qingqing could not help nodding.

The little girl felt that her deskmate truly was a kind person.

Qiu Yuan stared at Fang Han and snorted coldly. "If one consumes Purple Jian Blue juice for a long time, faint pale-blue spots will appear at the bottom of the eyes."

The entire class instantly fixed their gazes on Fang Han.

Fang Han lowered his head, his body beginning to tremble.

But that could not hide his secret.

Qiu Yuan's tone brimmed with mockery. "Fang Han, blue spots have gradually appeared at the bottom of your eyes since last year, and they have become increasingly severe this year. Do you think I'm blind?"

Cheng Han silently sighed.

Fang Han's actions were the very definition of deceiving himself. Most laughably, he had kept up the pretense for so long that even he himself believed it, actually daring to openly challenge Qiu Yuan.

In a word, he had brought humiliation upon himself. He was not worth sympathizing with.

Qiu Yuan waved his right hand. "Class is over. Return to your classroom, everyone."

The students surged out like a tide.

Only Fang Han remained standing where he was, utterly dazed.

That afternoon.

Fang Han disappeared from the school.

The entire class tacitly refrained from discussing the matter.

Of course, that was only in the classroom. In private, a few remarks and discussions were inevitable.

After this incident, Cheng Han became the class's new focal point.

Everyone knew that when Qiu Yuan had read out the list, Cheng Han's name was the first one he called. This meant that Qiu Yuan believed Cheng Han was the best student in the entire class.

At this moment.

Cheng Han sat in the classroom, sensing the surreptitious glances around him, and could not help feeling speechless.

Qian Qingqing leaned over and snickered. "Cheng Han, you're famous."

Cheng Han could not be bothered to respond to her.

Qian Qingqing had no awareness whatsoever of being snubbed and continued smiling. "You really hid your talents well. If Teacher Qiu hadn't said it, I wouldn't have known you were actually this impressive."

Cheng Han still said nothing.

At this moment, a tall girl strode over and extended an invitation. "Cheng Han, the day after tomorrow is a rest day. I'd like to treat you to a meal and discuss meditation techniques while we're at it."

The girl had quite delicate features, yet she wore her hair short.

She was the other selected candidate—Wan Tengjiao.

Cheng Han declined. "Sorry! I have other things to do."

He only needed to steadily deduce the Residual Seal and raise the Eye of Omniscience's Proficiency. Becoming a Warrior in the future was as certain as a nail driven into a board, so he had no interest in any so-called exchange.

In Class Two now, the two of them had become the most eye-catching figures.

Naturally, their conversation drew the entire class's attention.

Wan Tengjiao looked deeply at him, then said, "Teacher Qiu has good judgment. You're far stronger than that fool Fang Han. I'll invite you again in a few days."

After saying that, she turned and left with crisp decisiveness.

Cheng Han had a bit of a headache.

Was something wrong with this girl's head?

Qian Qingqing watched Wan Tengjiao's retreating figure and pouted her rosy little lips. "I don't like her."