Being Handsome Is Different

Under the blessing of Top-tier Comprehension, Ling Yun watching Cheng Yuanzhou demonstrate Military Boxing was far from simple imitation.

His mind was like the most efficient supercomputer, instantly analyzing the force generation, angles, and speed of every movement. He even deduced the true killing trajectory hidden behind this basic set of fist techniques—techniques forged in countless real battles, concise and deadly killing arts!

Ling Yun even had a clear intuition: even if he lost all his cultivation right now, he could easily take down five or six ordinary people armed with clubs using just the essence of these deduced killing arts!

When Ling Yun truly moved, the shock was far beyond everyone's imagination.

His movements were no longer stiff repetitions of forms, but flowed as naturally as water!

A lunging punch, the fist shot out like a dragon, carrying a piercing sound as it broke through the air!

A throat-piercing kick, the leg blurred like a whip, so fast it almost left afterimages!

Twisting the waist, rotating the hips, sinking the shoulders, extending the arms—every exertion of force was as precise as a finely tuned instrument, concentrating the body's power into a single point of explosion!

Fierce and unmatched, swift as lightning, yet it instantly returned to stillness upon retraction, as if the thunderous momentum just moments before was an illusion.

It was less like he was performing Military Boxing, and more like the essence of Military Boxing had been elevated in his hands!

Compared to him, Cheng Yuanzhou's demonstration instantly appeared like a slow-motion instructional video, possessing form but lacking spirit!

"Wow! Ling Yun is so cool!!"

The girls in the class couldn't hold back any longer, erupting in screams, their eyes filled with adoring little stars.

The boys in the class tried to maintain a facade of "calmness," either pretending to look at the sky or lowering their heads to adjust their clothes. But the furtive glances they stole, filled with envy and jealousy, had already exposed their true thoughts—this guy is too monstrous?!

He could achieve this result after watching it once?

Cheng Yuanzhou's expression had completely frozen, his mouth slightly agape, his eyes nearly bulging out.

He was a ten-year veteran, he understood the intricacies of this all too well! Learning the movements of Military Boxing wasn't difficult; three days would suffice.

But to perform it with such control, blending hardness and softness, with inherent killing intent—it was impossible without years of grueling practice and combat experience!

He himself believed that even in his prime, he couldn't achieve the profound, natural mastery Ling Yun displayed, as if he had immersed himself in this art for decades!

"Good kid..."

Cheng Yuanzhou took a deep breath before finding his voice. He clapped Ling Yun firmly on the shoulder, his tone filled with incredulous admiration.

"You've truly opened my eyes! I've been a soldier for ten years, participated in sparring matches, and seen masters, but you're the first one I've seen who could imbue Military Boxing with this kind of... this kind of 'spirit'! I'm impressed!"

He waved his hand grandly, "Go rest under the shade over there! Your class's 'Outstanding Military Training Cadre' will undoubtedly be you! I'm saying it!"

[Ding! The host has subtly made his move and secured the 'Outer Sect Elite Disciple' identity! His brilliance has been revealed, and the sect's higher-ups have already turned their attention to you!]

[Mission Reward Issued: Mastery of Basic Medical Arts!]

[Mastery of Basic Medical Arts]: This is a foundational medical text created by Qi Cultivation Realm medical cultivators in the Cultivation World, combining it with the mysteries of spiritual energy. Its core lies in guiding weak spiritual energy to precisely act on the microscopic level of the human body (cells, interstitial fluid, meridian nodes) to repair various chronic illnesses caused by internal imbalance, decay, or mutation. It often has miraculous effects on so-called "incurable diseases" in the mortal world (such as cancer, immune deficiency, genetic disorders, etc.). However, this technique is insufficient for severe external injuries, severed limbs, or conditions requiring immense vitality or special methods, such as poisoning.

Looking at the system's description of Mastery of Basic Medical Arts, Ling Yun's heart skipped a beat!

The value of this item might not be much in the Cultivation World, but in the modern city, it was a heaven-defying divine skill!

He suppressed the urge to study it immediately, deciding to find a completely safe and secluded place to claim it later.

For the next period, Ling Yun sat leisurely in the shade of a tree in a corner of the training ground.

Watching his classmates awkwardly practice lunging punches under the scorching sun, their movements corrected by the Drill Instructor time and again, a sense of wistfulness washed over him.

In his past life, he was one of those sweating profusely. In just two days since his rebirth, his life's trajectory had changed dramatically—gaining strength, respect, recognition, and even the subtle affection of Jiang Yingqing and her sister...

This feeling of controlling his destiny and climbing step by step was exhilarating to the point of making his scalp tingle!

He was filled with unprecedented anticipation for the future!

The whistle for rest sounded, and the crowd dispersed.

Zhou Da was the first to dart to Ling Yun's side like a rabbit, his face a picture of exaggerated admiration: "Brother Yun! My dear brother! Is your brain made of a quantum computer? You could perform Military Boxing like that after watching it once? My heavens! Fortunately, our world is a normal city that believes in science. If this were a cultivation or high-martial world, ordinary folks like us wouldn't even be worthy of carrying your shoes, you peerless prodigy among millions!"

His tone was so effusive, he might as well have been kneeling and singing praises.

Ling Yun glanced at him, too familiar with this guy's routine: "Alright, alright, stop flattering me. Spit it out, what mischief are you up to now?"

"Heh heh, as expected, nothing escapes your discerning eyes, Brother Yun!"

Zhou Da rubbed his hands together, grinning obsequiously, "That... are there any quick tricks? You don't have to be as amazing as you, just... just let me pass, get out of this sea of suffering early, and be able to come to the shade to admire your heroic posture!"

His voice wasn't quiet, and the classmates who were eavesdropping nearby immediately crowded around, their eyes filled with longing—who wouldn't want to rest early!

Ling Yun spread his hands, putting on a helpless expression of "I really want to help, but you guys aren't good enough": "Alas, it's not that I don't want to teach you. It's just... this thing really depends on talent. Your brain gets it, but your body can't keep up; if your body barely keeps up, then the 'spirit' doesn't come through. You guys... can't learn it!"

He shook his head slightly, looking like someone at the peak, lonely and misunderstood.

"Oh my god! A guy's confidence really is the most handsome!" a girl couldn't help but exclaim, covering her face.

"Exactly! Brother Yun's confidence comes from his strength!"

"So charismatic!" The girls chimed in, their gazes burning.

If you find this book to your liking, remember to add it to your bookshelf to avoid losing it next time.

Even Jiang Yingqing, looking at Ling Yun's tall and confident profile as he spoke eloquently in the sunlight, unconsciously missed a beat in her heart, her cheeks flushing slightly.

As for the boys around them: "..."

They were just about to retort "Why are you pretending?" when the girls' wave of uncritical praise effectively shut them up.

Everyone's mouths twitched, and they complained wildly in their hearts: Fine, fine, fine! If someone's handsome, even their farts smell good! Confidence is handsome for them, but our confidence is just overconfidence and off-putting!

They play favorites so well! Forget it, I can't afford to offend them, I can't afford to offend them! Just quietly envy (jealous of) them, that's all!

After lunch, it was time for the midday nap.

Ling Yun once again slipped into the familiar, unmonitored abandoned classroom. He locked the door and took a deep breath, "Receive reward!"

In an instant, a vast, subtle, and immense torrent of information, like a galaxy, surged into his mind without warning!

Countless diagrams of the mysteries of the human body, the trajectories of cellular activity, the pathways for guiding energy (spiritual energy) at the microscopic level, pathological analyses of various difficult and complicated diseases, and "spiritual energy intervention" solutions... were branded into the depths of his consciousness! The sheer volume of information far surpassed any previous time!

Ling Yun felt as if his head had been stuffed into a high-speed turbine, swelling and on the verge of splitting, his consciousness momentarily blank.

He closed his eyes tightly, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead, his body trembling slightly. It took more than ten minutes before this tidal wave of information gradually subsided.

"Hoo..." Ling Yun exhaled a long breath, shaking his still heavy head. He focused his inner sight, searching for the Mastery of Basic Medical Arts in his mind, which could be called the "ultimate database of human life science."

The more he looked, the more his surprise intensified! The value of this medical tome far exceeded his previous imagination! It could guide weak spiritual energy to act directly on the cellular level, repairing genetic defects, reversing malignant proliferation, regulating immune disorders, and balancing endocrine functions... Theoretically, most of the "incurable diseases" that modern medicine could not cure could be easily resolved in his hands!

"This is simply an urban version of the 'Great Resurrection Art'!" Ling Yun marveled inwardly. However, after the ecstasy came calmness. He quickly set principles for himself:

1. Close ones (family, friends): Must save. 2. Those he finds pleasing/has a connection with: Depends on the situation. 3. Others: Respect fate, never take the initiative to get involved. Practicing medicine without a license? Too risky, wise people don't do it!

However, a crucial problem emerged: "Wait! System, this medical skill requires spiritual energy to drive it! My dantian is empty right now, not a trace of spiritual energy, how am I supposed to treat anyone?"

He looked at the description that mentioned "developed by Qi Cultivation Realm physicians combining spiritual energy," and was full of question marks.

[Ding! The system is temporarily unable to answer the host's question.] The cold electronic voice was devoid of emotion.

Ling Yun frowned and pondered, "Does one need to be in the late Qi Cultivation Realm to generate spiritual energy? Or does it require a specific cultivation technique to guide it?" With no immediate answer, he could only suppress this question.

The afternoon training was still Military Boxing.

Ling Yun, being "exempt from training," was idly contemplating how to pass the time when Drill Instructor Cheng Yuanzhou waved his hand, "Ling Yun, you're idle here anyway. The school is so big, as long as you don't violate school rules or national laws, you can wander around as you please!"

Just as Ling Yun was pondering whether to find a corner to play on his phone or sneak out of the school gate, his homeroom teacher, Liu Shiguo, approached him.

"Ling Yun, I heard you don't have to do military training anymore? Perfect! Come help teacher with some work!"

Liu Shiguo said with a smile, like he had just found someone to draft, "The school has received a new batch of textbooks. Carry them back to the classroom according to the number of students in our class. Also, here are some class rosters. Deliver one to each of our class's subject teachers according to the office locations written on them."

He handed Ling Yun a slip of paper with office door numbers written on it.

Looking at the pile of books stacked like a small mountain and the few class rosters in front of him, Ling Yun felt a headache coming on. This was purely manual labor and running errands!

[Ding! Sect Trial Mission Released!]

[The host has caught the eye of the sect's high-ranking members! Elder Liu of the Outer Sect intends to cultivate you and has specially entrusted you with an important task. This is an excellent opportunity to befriend various elders and broaden your network! The host must seize this opportunity, win the favor of the elders, and not fail Elder Liu's kindness in recommending you!]

[Mission Reward: Random Item x1]

Upon seeing the system notification, Ling Yun's spirits instantly lifted! His head didn't hurt anymore, and his back didn't ache! Running errands? No! This was a "befriend the elders" trial mission assigned by the sect! His perspective broadened!

Without a word, he picked up the stack of books belonging to his class and briskly returned them to the classroom.

Then he picked up the class rosters, compared them with the slip of paper, and began his "elder visiting" journey.

Chinese, Mathematics, English, Physics, Chemistry... Ling Yun, with his handsome appearance, polite attitude ("Hello teacher, Teacher Liu asked me to deliver this roster to you"), and efficient execution, shuttled between various offices.

When he handed the last class roster to a young female teacher in the Biology group and received a gentle smile and a "Thank you, student," the system's prompt sounded on time:

[Ding! Mission Complete! The host has successfully delivered the class rosters to all Outer Sect Elders (Subject Teachers). The elders have a very good impression of the host!]

"Huh? My favorability increased just like that? This easy?"

Ling Yun was a little surprised; he felt like he had just done a normal errand.

[Ding! Detected details of mission completion: The host's peerless appearance (system certified) caused varying degrees of 'mental shock' and 'visual enjoyment' to the elders (especially the female elders) during delivery, effectively increasing the initial favorability bonus.]

Ling Yun: "..."

Alright, he understood. So being handsome really could allow you to do whatever you wanted (when it came to increasing favorability)!

The series of experiences today made him have a deeper understanding of the phrase "Justice is on the side of good looks."

With the mission complete, Ling Yun, familiar with the way, returned to his secret base again – that abandoned classroom.

"Receive mission reward!"

[Ding! Drawing random item... Please wait patiently, host...]