Application! Wool Harvest in Progress

With the dual boost of Zhao Peng's "pay-to-win items" and "VIP service," combined with the powerful effect of Chen Mo's own Major Accomplishment skills, his Qi and Blood growth had fully entered "rocket mode."

On the third day, his Qi and Blood Value broke through 87 points.

On the fourth day, it approached 89 points.

Every day's growth was steady and significant, far surpassing before.

Late on the sixth night, inside the VIP Training Room.

Chen Mo had just finished his last round of Body Tempering Fist, his whole body steaming with heat, sweat pouring like rain. He slowly drew back his stance, adjusted his breathing, and felt the unprecedented fullness and surging power within him.

At that moment, in the System Panel in his mind, the number representing his Qi and Blood Value gave a gentle jump, shifting from "89.9" to—

[Qi and Blood Value: 90.1]

Breakthrough!

Chen Mo stood there, stunned for two seconds, and then a massive, indescribable joy and sense of achievement rushed to his head, nearly making him roar to the heavens! Ninety points! This threshold he once thought was out of reach, this milestone signifying resources, recognition, and a brand-new starting point—he had finally crossed it!

"Creak—" The training room door pushed open, and Zhao Peng poked his head in, surprisingly carrying another insulated food container. He immediately spotted the barely contained excitement on Chen Mo's face and the sharp gleam in his eyes.

"Done?" Zhao Peng's eyes lit up, his voice tinged with excitement.

Chen Mo nodded vigorously, his smile bright enough to light up the entire training room: "Done! 90.1!"

"Awesome, Brother Mo! I knew you could do it!" Zhao Peng cheered, rushing in and shoving the food container into Chen Mo's hands. "Here! To celebrate you breaking through the 90-point barrier, I had the medicinal kitchen add extra ingredients—Deer Blood, Ginseng, and Cordyceps Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup! Drink it while it's hot! Tomorrow, go straight to Instructor Xu and slap the 'Key Cultivation Student' application form on his desk!"

Chen Mo took the still-warm container, looked at Zhao Peng, who seemed even happier than he was, and a wave of hot emotion surged in his chest. This whole sprint wouldn't have gone so smoothly without this brother, who seemed carefree but was actually thoughtful, backing him up with "Money Power" and genuine support.

"Brother Peng..." Chen Mo's throat tightened, a thousand words stuck in his chest.

"Stop! Save the sappy stuff for when you treat me to a big meal!" Zhao Peng made a "can't stand you" face, patted his shoulder firmly, but his smile was utterly sincere. "Drink that soup, then go home and get a good night's sleep! Tomorrow, we'll go fleece the school together!"

"Alright!" Chen Mo nodded heavily, unscrewed the container, and the rich, tempting aroma filled the air again. He tilted his head back and gulped down a big mouthful, a warm current reaching his limbs and bones, as if the exhaustion of the past few days had been dispelled.

Moonlight streamed in through the high window, illuminating the hopeful smiles of two young men.

Chen Mo knew that breaking through 90 points was just the beginning. But with the school's resources, Zhao Peng's friendship, and the System and Major Accomplishment skills, he was filled with unprecedented confidence in charging toward the ultimate 100-point Qi and Blood limit, and even the higher path of a Martial Artist.

This re-lived youth path was growing wider and brighter with every step.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Chen Mo was already awake. It wasn't the alarm clock that woke him, but that surge of excitement—"the wool is right there, ripe for the picking"—that made him more energetic than if he'd been injected with stimulants. Lying in bed, he felt like a sheep about to pounce on delicious pasture (though the metaphor was a bit odd, the feeling was about right), even his breathing carried a bounce.

He tried a carp leap... and failed, his waist and abdominal muscles protesting. Embarrassed, he switched to a slow-motion get-up. While washing his face, he looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help making a "keep it up" mouth shape with his fist, only to almost swallow a mouthful of toothpaste foam. "Ptoo, ptoo... Calm down, Chen Mo, calm down. You're the man who's going to fleece the school—how can you be defeated by a mouthful of toothpaste?"

Carrying this mix of excitement and a slightly floaty mood, Chen Mo strode briskly straight to the Martial Arts Hall. Even the scent of meat buns wafting from the cafeteria, which usually made it hard for him to walk past, seemed bland today. Meat buns? How much are those worth! Today, big bro was going to fleece some "sustainable development" thick wool!

Instructor Xu was slowly stretching in the Martial Arts Hall. When he saw Chen Mo rush in like a whirlwind, a knowing smile immediately appeared on his face, and he stopped his leg-stretching motion. "Oh? Here to report good news so early? From the look of you, no need to ask—you've definitely taken down the 90-point barrier, right?"

"Instructor Xu, you're a prophet!" Chen Mo stood still, trying to appear composed, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help curling up. "I broke through! 90.1 points! I... I'm here to apply for the Key Cultivation Student qualification!" The excitement in his voice was impossible to suppress.

"Good! Good kid! I've been waiting for you to say that!" Instructor Xu beamed with delight, walked over, and this time his pat on the shoulder was perfectly measured, full of approval. "The application process has to follow proper procedures, but don't worry, I'll guide you through it! First step, go to the school clinic, find Doctor Zhang, get an official Qi and Blood test, and get a report stamped with the red seal. That's a hard requirement—proof that your 90.1 points are genuine, not just talk."

"Got it! I'm on it!" Chen Mo nodded like a pecking chicken.

"Hold on, second step, bring that report to the Martial Arts Department office to fill out the application form, and I'll write you a recommendation. Make sure to clearly state on the form that you've trained both Black Tiger Stance and Body Tempering Fist to Major Accomplishment—that's a golden, shining bonus point! The school loves to see this kind of 'gifted' and 'diligent to the point of being terrifying' seedling." Instructor Xu instructed, his eyes full of the amusement of "this is in the bag."

The two acted immediately. At the school clinic, Doctor Zhang, who wore thick, bottle-bottom glasses and always moved at a snail's pace, was reading a newspaper while holding a teacup. Seeing Instructor Xu bring in a student, he slowly pushed up his glasses: "Another one? There have been quite a few kids applying for Key Cultivation Student lately. All trying to fleece the school?"

"Doctor Zhang, this isn't just any wool—this is top-grade cashmere!" Instructor Xu pushed Chen Mo forward. "Dual skill Major Accomplishment, just broke through 90 Qi and Blood points, a genuine, top-quality seedling!"

"Oh?" Doctor Zhang finally put down his newspaper, sized up Chen Mo for a few moments, still maintaining that unhurried demeanor. "Young man, put your hand on the testing device. Relax, don't be nervous. If you get nervous, your Qi and Blood will fluctuate, and the reading might come out lower than your actual level—that would be a big loss."

Chen Mo grumbled inwardly: How can I not be nervous? This test result directly determines whether I'm eating grass or a feast! But he still followed the instructions, trying to calm his breathing.

The testing device activated, humming softly. The numbers on the screen began to jump, from 85, 88, 89... climbing all the way up, finally settling steadily at 90.1, and even blinking playfully twice, as if to say, "See clearly, no cheating!"

Doctor Zhang's perpetually slow movements instantly froze. His hand holding the teacup hung in midair, and his eyes behind the glasses went wide. He leaned his face close to the screen, almost pressing against it, looked again and again, even rubbed his eyes, before turning to Chen Mo in disbelief: "Good heavens! It really is 90.1! Xu, you weren't fooling me! This kid... is remarkable! It's rare to see a young person willing to put in such hard work these days!"

Clicking his tongue in amazement, his movements suddenly became brisk. He quickly printed the report, stamped it with the clinic's bright red official seal, and handed it to Chen Mo, his tone much warmer: "Here you go, officially certified. Young man, keep up the hard work. Aim to break through 100 points soon and become a full-fledged Martial Artist to bring glory to our school!"

"Thank you, Doctor Zhang!" Chen Mo took the report with both hands, feeling that this thin piece of paper weighed a thousand pounds—it was his ticket to the "VIP Lane for Fleecing the School"!