No matter what, he could put the task aside for now. Class came first.
Before class, Su Yuan still had one thing to do.
Collect the homework.
Although Su Yuan's grades were only above average in class, he was the Spirit Script class representative.
In this world of Universal Cultivation, high school courses were completely different from those in Su Yuan's previous life.
Setting aside the recreational courses that didn't count toward the college entrance exam, there were six exam subjects: General Studies, Cultivation, Physical Education, Martial Arts, Dao Heart, and Spirit Script.
The first four subjects were worth 150 points each, while the last two were worth 75 each, for a total of 750 points.
Spirit Script referred to the writing used in the Ancient Cultivation World. Although the Immortal Dao was highly developed nowadays, there were still countless ancient ruins waiting to be discovered.
Some top-tier cultivation arts and Dao techniques could only be explained using Spirit Script, making it a required subject for cultivators.
Studying Spirit Script didn't depend much on talent; all you needed to do was memorize it by rote. That was why Su Yuan ranked near the top of the class in this one subject and had successfully become the class representative.
First, he took out his own Spirit Script homework and Chu Lanxi's from his schoolbag. Then he started collecting homework from the first student in the first row—Chen Nuoyi.
Looking at Su Yuan's outstretched hand, Chen Nuoyi lifted her bright, starry eyes and said calmly,
"I didn't do it. Cover for me."
Su Yuan: "..."
The class topper sure had some nerve.
But this wasn't the first time Chen Nuoyi had failed to turn in her homework, so Su Yuan didn't say anything. A "ding-dong" rang in his mind instead.
[Under the bewitching demonic whispers that lead you to corruption, the pure and ignorant Righteous Path Saintess foolishly gave up a chance to improve herself. Because you indulged her, her deeply concerned teachers remained completely unaware. Saint Fall Degree +5%] [Task Progress: Saint Fall Degree 5% (Limit: 20%)]
What the hell, system! That's enough!
Did I even whisper so much as a punctuation mark to Chen Nuoyi?
She was the one who couldn't be bothered to do it!
Su Yuan's mouth twitched violently.
Come to think of it, the system counted Chen Nuoyi as having fallen just because she didn't turn in her homework? Maybe this task wasn't as hard as he'd thought.
Given how low the system's standards were, he'd let it slide for now.
Su Yuan closed the system notification before him and looked toward Chen Nuoyi's deskmate, motioning for her to hand over her homework.
Wu Xingqi, a bold, dark-skinned girl, unceremoniously snatched one of the only two homework books in Su Yuan's hands. Then she took out her completely blank Spirit Script assignment, pressed her palms together, and said apologetically,
"Su, let me copy yours."
Su Yuan: "...What the hell kind of tiger-and-wolf talk is that?"
"I'm really quick at copying. By the time you finish collecting everyone else's, I'll be done."
Oh, she just wanted to copy his homework. In that case, no problem.
Su Yuan put on a customer-service smile and carried the homework to the next desk.
Then, after making a round of the classroom's forty-eight students, he ended up with just over a dozen assignments. The thin little stack in his hands looked downright pathetic.
"Godfather, I'm entrusting my life to you!"
One student who hadn't turned in his homework bowed to Su Yuan with clasped hands.
In the teachers' office, Su Yuan placed the homework on the Spirit Script teacher's desk.
Spirit Script wasn't one of the three major subjects—Martial Arts, Cultivation, and Physical Education—but teachers who could teach it were usually well-qualified and highly accomplished. At the very least, Class Two's Spirit Script teacher was.
Their Spirit Script teacher also taught Cultivation, one of the three major subjects, and was the homeroom teacher for Class Two.
After setting down the homework, Su Yuan spoke to the middle-aged man behind the desk, whose expression was stern, features hard, and clothes immaculate.
"Teacher Yue, here's the class's Spirit Script homework."
Yue Lin glanced at the thin stack of assignments and spoke in a deep voice.
"Did you collect them all?"
"I did."
Su Yuan replied without batting an eye.
The lives of all forty-eight of his senior-year classmates—his precious sons and daughters—were in his hands. He had to cover for them!
Yue Lin was silent for a moment, then said slowly,
"All right. I understand."
Su Yuan felt relieved and was just about to make a quick escape when Yue Lin stood up too and said,
"Our first class today is Cultivation. I have a few things to announce. Come with me."
"Oh."
Su Yuan nodded calmly, and the two headed back to the classroom. As they reached the entrance to Class Two, the sounds of lively conversation and horseplay came clearly from within.
But the moment Yue Lin stepped through the classroom door, it fell utterly silent. Every student sat properly in their own seat, as if the racket from moments earlier had never existed.
Su Yuan silently slipped back to his seat.
"I could hear you making a racket all the way from the office. This is the noisiest class in the entire senior year."
Once Yue Lin stood at the lectern, he spoke in a chilly voice.
That was some serious intimidation.
But their homeroom teacher wasn't the type to drone on. As soon as he finished, he got straight to the point and held up two fingers.
"Two things. First, to prepare for the college entrance exam, the school plans to create a new Special Class. The best students from all eight senior-year classes will be selected to study in it. One of the most important criteria will be your scores on this month's exam."
"Second, a powerful cultivator from one of the Top Ten Immortal Dao Academies will be visiting Taihua High School soon. I hear this expert is considering teaching the Special Class. Make sure you're well prepared. Look sharp, and don't embarrass us!"
After hearing Yue Lin's solemn announcement, every student's expression grew more serious, including Su Yuan's.
The Special Class—there was no need to explain it. Getting in would greatly improve your chances of making it into one of the Top Ten Immortal Dao Academies. At the very least, it would make getting into a good university easier.
No student with any ambition would let this opportunity pass them by.
"So the Special Class is just a class that openly hogs the resources of all Taihua High School? If I get in, will that complete the task about occupying student resources?"
Su Yuan's heart stirred as he quietly pondered.
Besides, even without that task, his original goal was to get into one of the Top Ten. If he had a chance, he absolutely had to get into the Special Class.
It was just that...
The Special Class selection was based on the scores from the end-of-month exam? That was cutting it a bit close!
There were only twenty days left until the end of the month.
System bro, you'd better come through. Let me see what you can really do!
As he was thinking this, the bell rang to signal the start of class.
Yue Lin also stopped discussing the Special Class and said,
"The Spirit Gathering Array will be activated during this lesson. You can cultivate freely. I'll point out any issues with your breathing techniques as you practice. If you need to rent a spirit root, hurry up. Don't hold up the others."
As he spoke, intricate array patterns appeared across the classroom's pristine white walls, glowing faintly.
The spiritual energy in the room rapidly grew denser.
Su Yuan didn't dare delay. He opened the campus app and rented a basic spirit root for two hours at a rate of five hundred yuan per hour.
Less than a minute after placing the order, an unmanned flying sword came in through the door and set a tightly sealed box on Su Yuan's desk.
Inside was an artificial basic spirit root.
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