Cheng Han's Talent, Rarely Seen in a Decade

Inside the Meditation Room.

A cacophony of voices immediately broke out.

"Could it be that Cheng Han formed a seal? That's impossible!"

"Cheng Han only observed the Profound Spirit Wall for forty-four seconds last time. I heard the threshold for forming a seal is at least fifty-five seconds. I also think it's impossible."

"Who else could it be besides Cheng Han? Teacher Qiu formed a seal thirty years ago. It's not as if he can form another one, right?"

"I've never heard of anyone forming a seal while observing the Profound Spirit Wall. In the past, the upperclassmen who formed seals all succeeded in the process of meditation."

"The facts are right before our eyes. Just because other people can't do it doesn't mean Cheng Han can't."

The students immediately split into two factions.

One faction believed Cheng Han had formed a seal, while the other refused to believe it no matter what.

The two sides argued without end.

Wan Tengjiao's emotions rose and fell, and she had already given up trying to stop the commotion.

Since such a major event had happened, this Meditation Class clearly couldn't continue. To borrow one of Cheng Han's phrases, she might as well let them do as they pleased.

In truth, she knew perfectly well that the Seal Binder had to be Cheng Han, but she couldn't be bothered to explain.

At that moment, Wan Tengjiao suddenly remembered something her father had mentioned before and muttered, "I have to hurry and find someone, or someone else will get there first."

Her personality was extremely decisive. Once she had made up her mind, she quickly headed for the door of the Meditation Room, pushed it open, and walked straight out.

The other students noticed this and were astonished once again.

"Why did the Class Monitor leave?"

"What's Monitor Wan going to do?"

*Wan Tengjiao jogged out of the school building, turned into the teachers' office building next door, and climbed all the way to the highest floor—the fifth floor—in one breath.

The offices of the school's three principals were located on this floor.

The level of decoration here was far superior to that of the other floors. Numerous potted plants lined the corridor, and exquisite paintings hung on the walls.

All of this fully demonstrated the status of Warriors.

Wan Tengjiao didn't slow down, charging straight into one of the offices.

A wooden plaque beside the doorframe identified its owner: Vice Principal Yan Dongting.

When this burly middle-aged man saw Wan Tengjiao's frantic appearance, he froze for a moment before asking in surprise, "Jiaojiao, is something wrong?"

The short-haired girl's father was serving in the Black Armor Army, and Yan Dongting was a close friend of his. Thus, he took especially good care of her at school.

Wan Tengjiao caught her breath and quickly said, "Uncle Dongting, there's a student named Cheng Han in our class who just successfully formed a seal."

Yan Dongting was utterly baffled.

You rushed here in such a hurry just for this? Wan Tengjiao then explained her purpose: "You're a retired Warrior from the Second Battle Group of the Black Armor Army. I suggest that you sign a 'Preparation Agreement' with him on behalf of the battle group."

The so-called "Preparation Agreement" meant that the battle group would provide a certain amount of support. In exchange, once the person became a Warrior, he would have to serve that battle group.

Yan Dongting looked troubled. "The several Meditation Class teachers at this school have the support of different battle groups behind them. If I rashly intervene, it wouldn't comply with the rules."

Fifteen Middle had forty-five classes. Its five Meditation Class teachers each managed nine classes, with each teacher corresponding to one battle group.

This was the tacit division of territory among the Five Battle Groups.

Wan Tengjiao raised her voice. "Cheng Han is a third-year student, and he hasn't even turned fourteen this year. You should understand what that means, right?"

Of all the students at Fifteen Middle who formed seals, more than eighty percent were fifth-years, with a small number being fourth-years. In the past decade, not a single student had formed a seal in their third year.

Yan Dongting shot to his feet and asked repeatedly, "Where is that Cheng Han you mentioned? Hurry and take me there."

The retired Warrior instantly tossed "the rules" to the back of his mind.

For students of ordinary aptitude, following the rules was harmless enough. But a student with such astonishing talent appeared only once in a decade. Anyone who talked about rules now was an absolute fool!

Wan Tengjiao immediately replied, "Cheng Han is still in the Meditation Room. As soon as I learned that he had formed a seal, I came straight here to ask you."

Yan Dongting praised her without hesitation. "You did an excellent job!"

He genuinely admired the sharpness and decisiveness of his colleague's daughter.

Wan Tengjiao turned around to lead the way. "Uncle Dongting, come with me quickly."

Yan Dongting followed at once.

*The Meditation Room.

Inside a small cubicle.

Cheng Han closed his eyes and observed a mass of profound white light from the perspective of visualization.

Compared to the three Residual Seals, this mass of white light was a full circle smaller. However, the Light Threads structure at its core was exceptionally complete.

"So this is the Source Sense Imprint!"

Cheng Han understood this naturally.

The "rank" of this imprint was far lower than that of the three Residual Seals, while his Spirit Power had recently increased somewhat, leaving him with enough strength to bear its pressure.

He touched it with his mind, immediately sensing a wondrous existence that was vast beyond imagination and profound beyond all things.

It seemed to be everywhere, yet also impossibly distant.

The sensation was truly strange to the extreme.

This was precisely—the Source Energy Abyss.

According to the definition in the textbooks, it was the source of all extraordinary power in the world.

Cheng Han replayed the entire process of accidentally forming the seal, and enlightenment immediately dawned in his heart. "My 'Imprint' on the Profound Spirit Wall just now played a crucial role."

Imprint was originally a technique that could only be mastered after forming a seal. Just now, when he used Imprint on the Profound Spirit Wall, it stimulated a wondrous resonance between himself and the Spirit Shadow Diagram, ultimately condensing the Source Sense Imprint.

To give an analogy, it was like using high school mathematics to solve a middle school math problem. Naturally, it could be handled with ease.

Besides.

Because he had formed a seal, his Spirit Value limit had risen to 16.5.

It had increased by 0.2 points.

Better than nothing.

After a while.

Cheng Han experienced the effects of the Source Sense Imprint for a while before opening his eyes.

Qiu Yuan immediately noticed and asked excitedly, "Student Cheng Han, did you successfully form a seal?"

Cheng Han's face was filled with joy. "That's right!"

Qiu Yuan sounded even more excited. "I've been a teacher at Fifteen Middle for more than twenty years, and you're the most outstanding student I've ever seen."

Cheng Han blinked and began exchanging businesslike praise. "That's because you taught me so well."

Qiu Yuan smiled so broadly that his eyes disappeared. "Student Cheng Han, let's go outside first."

He walked to the door and opened it himself.

At that instant, the "buzzing" sound of discussion drifted in.

Qiu Yuan swept his gaze around and sternly reprimanded them. "This is outrageous! What did I just say? Are you ignoring my words?"

Every student fell silent as if facing a chilling presence, not daring even to breathe loudly.

Everyone knew that Qiu Yuan was the strictest teacher at Fifteen Middle. He was also the teacher who most enjoyed striking students with a ruler.

However.

What happened next took everyone by surprise.

Qiu Yuan unexpectedly let the matter go. "Forget it. I'll let you off this once for today. Next time I catch anyone, five strikes of the ruler at minimum."

The students breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiu Yuan once again revealed a smile and loudly announced, "A great piece of news happened in our class today. Student Cheng Han has successfully condensed the Source Sense Imprint."

Standing beside him, Cheng Han instantly became the center of attention.

Most of the students wore looks of disbelief. In their eyes, this was something that absolutely could not happen, yet it had happened anyway.

Just half a month ago, Cheng Han had been unremarkable in class. How had he suddenly soared to the heavens after only half a month? It was too fast! So fast that it was hard to adapt!

Even more students realized that Cheng Han's future would become bright and boundless.

Before today, he had only been the "big shot" of Class Three-Two.

From now on, he would become the "big shot" of Fifteen Middle.

Qiu Yuan seemed to have something urgent to attend to and waved his hand again. "I have something important to discuss with Student Cheng Han. Class is dismissed early today. Everyone, hurry back to your classrooms."

The "hurry" in that sentence revealed his impatience.

Before long, all the students had left.

Qiu Yuan closed the door and stared intently at Cheng Han. "Student Cheng Han, with your extraordinary talent, the probability of you becoming a Warrior in the future is over 99.9 percent. I have..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted.

"Creak~"

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Qiu Yuan was furious. "Didn't I just tell you to go back to your classrooms first?"

"It's me!"

Accompanied by a booming voice, a burly figure appeared in the doorway.

It was none other than Vice Principal Yan Dongting.

Qiu Yuan had originally worn an imposing, aggressive expression, but now his face stiffened.

He had a strong premonition that the other man had probably come with hostile intentions.

Thanks to Aoyou of the Book Sea for the reward!