Rapid Progress (Two-in-One)

Jiang Ye couldn't be bothered to sleep anymore. He'd been having nightmares constantly during this period, and his sleep was restless.

Taking advantage of the early hour, Jiang Ye began practicing his punches in his room.

As soon as he struck a stance, he immediately felt a difference.

"My comprehension of the cultivation method seems much deeper."

Jiang Ye recalled slightly and found that the memories of Chen Zilu instructing him had become incredibly clear.

Every detail was vivid and distinct.

Before, these memories were hazy, and many details were overlooked.

"Is this what it feels like to be a genius?"

Jiang Ye immediately immersed himself, lost in the moment.

As the saying goes, "A master guides the way; cultivation is up to the individual."

No matter how good a Martial Arts teacher is, they can't possibly explain every single cultivation detail.

Therefore, how much a student comprehends while watching the teacher's demonstration depends entirely on the student themselves.

Some parts, even if watched repeatedly, remain incomprehensible.

But some Martial Arts prodigies can grasp the crucial points on their own, benefiting greatly.

And Jiang Ye was like that now.

He looked at Chen Zilu in his memory, focusing on her chest, waist, hips, and other key areas.

"Connecting the head and tail, the vital energy flows, one movement follows another, tightly interlinked."

"So, this is how the 'Dragon's Tail Sweep' is used."

In just a few minutes, Jiang Ye had gained a lot.

He entered a state of self-forgetfulness, entranced and tireless, continuously practicing the Star Martial Cultivation Method.

In the blink of an eye, the sky brightened.

Jiang Ye saw the bright sunlight outside the window and only then noticed it was already 11 AM.

But luckily, today was his day off, so he didn't have to go to school.

"I can't believe I practiced for six hours straight."

Jiang Ye was drenched in sweat but felt he had benefited immensely.

"I heard the difficulty increases significantly after reaching Great Accomplishment, but why do I feel it's easier than when I was at Minor Accomplishment?"

It took Jiang Ye a full three days to go from 99% to 100% in Minor Accomplishment of the cultivation method.

And according to Chen Zilu, the difficulty of improvement after Great Accomplishment was more than five times higher than during Minor Accomplishment.

This meant he might need half a month to improve by 1%.

But that was before.

"I wonder how much I've improved?" Jiang Ye looked at his status panel with some trepidation.

[Cultivation Method]
Star Martial Cultivation Method: Great Accomplishment (3%)

"In just six hours, I improved by 2%?!"

Seeing this, Jiang Ye couldn't help but show a shocked expression.

Logically, something that should take a month, he accomplished in six hours?!

"Is this my potential?"

Jiang Ye knew that such a significant improvement was definitely inseparable from the Physique Enhancement he underwent earlier.

Now, his Martial Bone had transformed to 'Mortal Body Grade B', and his comprehension had permanently increased by 10%.

This meant his Martial Arts aptitude had also increased many times over.

Although it was still Primitive Talent, it was vastly different from before.

"This is just the reward from the first level of the Martial Arts Heavenly Ladder."

"The rewards from the first level are already so astonishing, I wonder what the rewards from the later levels will be?"

Jiang Ye was full of anticipation.

Setting aside other things, even another Physique transformation in the second level would be incredibly amazing.

However, to enter the second level, he would likely need to achieve Perfection in the cultivation method, or even break through the first stage.

"Brother, brother~"

"Come out for lunch!"

Just as Jiang Ye was lost in thought, Jiang Ting's crisp voice came from outside the door.

"Here we go."

Jiang Ye responded. After practicing martial arts all morning, he was indeed hungry.

At the dinner table, Jiang Ting looked at Jiang Ye and asked, "Brother, why didn't you come out when I called you last night? You even locked the door. Were you doing something bad in your room?"

Last night, before entering the Martial Arts Heavenly Ladder, Jiang Ye had locked his room door as a precaution.

"Who taught you to say such things?"

Jiang Ye glanced at his sister.

Jiang Ting said with a giggle, "My classmates say that if a boy locks himself in his room and doesn't come out, it means he's doing something bad."

Hearing this, Jiang Ye couldn't help but recall his experience of being pinned down on the bed and thoroughly pleasured by various beauties all night long.

Seeing Jiang Ye lost in thought, Jiang Ting also stopped her playful demeanor.

Her small face tensed, and she asked nervously, "Brother, what did you do? The police aren't going to arrest us, are they?"

Seeing her expression, Jiang Ye immediately tapped her head and said, "Stop overthinking. Eat!"

"Okay, okay."

Jiang Ting stuck out her little tongue and obediently began to eat.

Jiang Ye, meanwhile, looked at the other empty corner of the dining table and thought to himself, Mom and Dad are both out working.

Although Jiang Dahai was a night security guard, he sometimes had to work during the day.

As for Li Anping, she had taken on a part-time job in addition to her main work.

After all, Jiang Ye was in a crucial period, and his appetite was considerable every day. To have meat at every meal, the expenses were bound to be significant.

"I have successfully cultivated the Star Martial Cultivation Method to completion. According to my teacher, I can participate in trials to earn money."

"I'll probably have to wait until next semester, though."

Speaking of this, Jiang Ye also remembered that tomorrow was the day of the final examination.

"Final exam, I'm going to break into the top three!"

Jiang Ye thought to himself.

As long as he could get into the top three, he would receive several thousand, even tens of thousands, of yuan in scholarship money, which was very important to him.

Jiang Ye glanced at the little Jiang Ting, who was diligently eating, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

This family, though living a very ordinary life, was quite good this way.

He hoped it would continue like this forever.

Suddenly.

Jiang Ye seemed to remember something.

He secretly opened the 'Low-Martial Achievement' panel, trying to see if he could view Jiang Ting's talent.

The moment he aimed the panel at Jiang Ting.

Two lines of small text immediately appeared above Jiang Ting's little head.

[Physique: Mortal Body]

[Talent: Primitive]

"This is Talent Visibility?"

Jiang Ye's gaze was peculiar.

He could actually see other people's physiques and talents?

To verify his thoughts, Jiang Ye got up and walked to the window, looking at some passersby on the street below.

He saw that several lines of small text were appearing above the heads of those passersby.

[Physique: Mortal Body (Grade D)]

[Talent: Primitive]

[Physique: Mortal Body (Grade D)]

[Talent: Primitive]

"Huh?"

"Strange." Jiang Ye suddenly noticed something. "Why does Jiang Ting's physique only say Mortal Body, without a grade?"

He looked back at Jiang Ting, and it was still the same as before.

[Physique: Mortal Body]

[Talent: Primitive]

"Weird." Jiang Ye stroked his chin, suddenly remembering something.

The little girl wasn't biologically related to Jiang Dahai and his wife. Like him, she had been picked up.

Due to physical reasons, Jiang Dahai and his wife had no biological children. For many years, they had treated Jiang Ye as their only offspring. Then, when Jiang Ye was five years old, they found a little girl abandoned on the street.

Their economic conditions were difficult at the time, and Jiang Dahai originally didn't want to adopt him.

But Li Anping, being an orphan since childhood, couldn't stand to see such a thing and insisted on bringing him back.

Could Mom have found a treasure? Is this girl's physique unusual?

Jiang Ye pondered, then quickly shook his head.

He remembered reading in textbooks that those Martial Arts prodigies were born with some kind of Extraordinary ability.

But Jiang Ting had never shown any special abilities growing up.

In the end, it's still a Mortal Body.

Jiang Ye sighed inwardly. No matter how special it is, it can't be that special, especially with Primitive Talent.

In this world, it was all about talent.

Ninety-nine percent of Primitive Talent was destined for mediocrity.

As Jiang Ye was lost in thought.

Jiang Ting was also secretly observing Jiang Ye.

When she saw Jiang Ye pacing back and forth by the window, she couldn't help but think, Did Brother really do something bad?

Thinking of this, she clenched her fair little fists, a look of determination flashing in her eyes.

"Brother, don't be scared. If the police come later, just say I did it."

Jiang Ting mustered her courage and shouted.

Jiang Ye was stunned.

Jiang Ting said, clutching her little fists, "I'm just a child. Even if I did something bad, the police definitely won't do anything to me."

"What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Ye said speechlessly, "Your brother didn't do anything bad!"

He walked over and ruffled the little loli's head, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation.

After dinner, Jiang Ye returned to his room to continue cultivating.

He only came out once for dinner, then went back to cultivate.

He practiced until one in the morning the next day before his tired body finally succumbed to sleep.

Perhaps it was due to exhaustion.

Jiang Ye drifted in and out of sleep, and in a daze, it seemed like he dreamt of himself as a child.

He was only one year old then, being held by a young man as they walked towards a magnificent, golden palace.

Jiang Ye noticed that this young man bore a slight resemblance to him, with deep-set eyes and a high nose bridge, as if they were identical.

The young man looked at the palace ahead.

On the plaque above the palace entrance, the words "Star Sea Divine Path" were carved.

In a daze, he heard the young man's self-muttering: "I must succeed."

Then, Jiang Ye saw the young man walk forward with unwavering determination.

The dream was fragmented.

The scene shifted, and Jiang Ye found that the young man had disappeared. He himself was lying in the darkness, crying loudly.

The night was pitch black, and endless darkness surged over him like a tide.

"!!!"

Jiang Ye suddenly woke up in bed, finding himself covered in cold sweat.

"That strange nightmare again."

Jiang Ye clutched his head. He had been having the same nightmare for days.

But this time, the dream was exceptionally clear, so much so that he remembered it vividly even after waking up.

"Why am I having these dreams?"

Normally, memories from before the age of one should have long been forgotten.

But that memory seemed to be rooted deep within Jiang Ye's mind.

He realized that perhaps it was his strength growing that caused his childhood memories to resurface.

"Who was that young man?"

Jiang Ye was certain it wasn't Jiang Dahai.

He recalled the man's appearance, and he looked seven to eight parts similar to himself.

"Could he be my biological father?"

Jiang Ye was slightly shocked. This guess was truly astonishing.

Soon, Jiang Ye stopped pondering these things.

He was a transmigrator. Since he didn't have those memories, his biological parents' identities weren't important. What mattered were the people around him.

After breakfast, Jiang Ye took Jiang Ting to Ancheng Primary School.

Outside Ancheng Primary School.

Before parting, Jiang Ting suddenly said, "Brother, can you bring me a hot dog today?"

Jiang Ye chuckled, "Why the sudden craving for hot dogs?"

Jiang Ting said seriously, "My classmate said that to get stronger, you have to eat hot dogs."

"?"

Jiang Ye looked confused.

Jiang Ting clenched her small fists and said, "I want to grow up and get strong quickly so I can help Mom and Dad with things."

Jiang Ye patted her little head and smiled, "If anyone's going to do things, it's me. It's not your turn yet."

"I can assist you, brother," Jiang Ting said, looking up at him.

Jiang Ye shook his head with a smile, then nodded. "I'll bring you a hot dog after school. Go on now."

"Hehe, thanks, brother! You're the best, brother."

The little loli hugged his arm, gave him a quick kiss, and skipped into the school.

Ancheng Third Middle School.

The moment Jiang Ye stepped onto the school grounds, he felt a solemn atmosphere.

The campus wasn't as lively as usual. The students' faces were either tense or expectant as they hurried towards the teaching buildings.

This was because today was the day of the final assessment.

As Jiang Ye walked, he glanced at his status panel.

[Cultivation Method]

Star Martial Cultivation Method: Great Accomplishment (5%)

"After a day of cultivation yesterday, the cultivation method improved by 4%."

Four percent in one day!

This was the Great Accomplishment stage, which was more than five times harder than the Minor Accomplishment stage. Every single percent increase was significant.

Even students in the Key Class wouldn't achieve much more than this.

"Is this an B-grade physique?"

Jiang Ye couldn't help but sigh. What a tough life he had lived before.

After reaching Great Accomplishment, the difficulty of the cultivation method was indeed far beyond Minor Accomplishment.

But for his current B-grade Mortal Body, cultivating felt even easier than before.

It was like the same math problem.

For a failing student, it would be impossible to figure out no matter how hard they thought.

But for a top student from Tsinghua or Peking University, it would be as simple as one plus one equals two.

Lost in thought, Jiang Ye arrived at his examination room.

There were only about twenty people in the large classroom at this moment.

The morning session was the written examination.

Due to their martial arts training, the students had excellent eyesight. To prevent cheating, the school had specifically stipulated that there must be at least three meters between each candidate.

As the top student in academics, the written exam posed no difficulty for Jiang Ye.

Of course, he didn't let his guard down. After finishing the paper, he checked it over several times before submitting it only when the bell rang.

Even Martial Arts Universities had a 30% requirement for academic scores.

The geniuses in the Key Class, for example, basically scored full marks on their academic tests.

Geniuses were strong in every aspect.

The written exam ended.

After eating lunch at the cafeteria, Jiang Ye immediately headed to the Class Nine Martial Arts classroom.

Inside the classroom, many people were already cultivating diligently, making their final push before the assessment.

"Pfft!"

Not far away, Li Zhichao plunged a needle into his arm, preparing for the assessment.

This was, of course, a medicinal agent permitted by the assessment rules. Injecting it an hour before the assessment would not be a foul.

It was just that its price was more expensive than ordinary medicinal agents.

"So rich," Jiang Ye couldn't help but lament inwardly at the sight.

However, he also knew...

Li Zhichao's parents were both Starry Sky Martial Artists and held high-level positions in a large corporation.

When it came to family background, he naturally couldn't compare.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ye subconsciously opened his status panel and looked at Li Zhichao through it.

The next moment, two lines of small text appeared above Li Zhichao's head.

[Constitution: Mortal Body (Grade C)]

[Talent: Primitive]

"He's only Grade C?"

Jiang Ye was slightly surprised, but after considering Li Zhichao's cultivation speed, he understood.

Li Zhichao had achieved minor success in his cultivation technique in his first year of high school and broke through to major success at the beginning of the second semester of his second year.

While this speed surpassed students in the Ordinary Class, it was still far behind those in the Key Class.

Jiang Ye looked at the others and saw that most of them had Grade D constitutions.

Only a few individuals within the top ten of the class had Grade C.

"Mediocrity is the norm for most people."

Jiang Ye sighed.

He then felt a sense of anticipation: "I wonder how much my strength has improved by the time of this final exam."

There weren't many exams in the second year of high school; only two were important.

The entrance placement test and the final exam.

Especially for the final exam, the top ten students in the class could apply for a poverty scholarship.

If one could enter the top three, the amount was even more substantial.

This chapter has several hidden plot threads; feel free to read it without worry, the follow-up is very exciting.

PS: The protagonist's father has no background or special lineage, so don't make wild guesses.