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Under Su Junyu's guidance, Wang Qi quickly left his mark on several beginner magical artifacts.

Wang Qi was impatient, "Brother Su, if you have nothing else, take me to the Hall of Bestowing Skills!"

The Hall of Bestowing Skills in the Immortal Academy was a place exclusively for newly initiated disciples to cultivate their techniques. All sects, including the Five Peerless Great Sects, left the first level of their core cultivation methods there—this even included peerless techniques like "Heavenly Evolution Records," "Great Elephant Wave Skill," and "Heavenly Entropy Art," which directly led to carefree cultivation.

Of course, only the first level was available.

If his assumptions were correct, these cultivation methods were equivalent to the highest scientific achievements in this world, containing the results of the modern cultivators' exploration of the world! Even just the first layer was enough to help him find the differences between the two worlds and grasp the path to the future.

Su Junyu said, "What's the hurry? There's one last step."

As he spoke, he found a bamboo tube from the storeroom, "Stick out your arm."

Wang Qi didn't understand. He rolled up his sleeve and held his right arm out to Su Junyu. This strange action made Wang Qi can't help but think that this scene looked exactly like a nurse giving a naughty child a vaccination on Earth.

Su Junyu quickly smashed the bamboo tube. Inside was a five-inch-long needle of unknown material. Before Wang Qi could react, Su Junyu quickly inserted the needle into Wang Qi's arm.

"Hiss!" Wang Qi winced in pain—this was even more like a vaccination!

Zhen Chanzi suddenly warned, "The needle is poisoned!"

Poisoned?

Wang Qi felt a strange sensation of numbness, tingling, itching, and heat spreading from his arm, and couldn't help but say, "Brother Su, explain."

"Thousand Plagues Ten Thousand Poisons Needle, a thousand types of plague curses, ten thousand kinds of poisons, all gathered in one needle."

Zhen Chanzi was confused, "Impossible, the needle isn't that poisonous."

Su Junyu chuckled, "The types of plague curses and diseases, as well as the dosage, were precisely calculated. They cancel each other out and can't kill anyone. In a few days, these forces will be integrated by your meridians and strengthen as your cultivation grows. This power doesn't increase cultivation or generate Spiritual Power, but it has one benefit—99% of ancient plague arts will be ineffective against you, and 70% of poisonous insects cannot infect you, and 50% of ** will be ineffective."

Wang Qi shook his head, looking at his arm, "No. I mean... please explain why my arm is bleeding profusely..."

Su Junyu scratched his head sheepishly, "My hand slipped, I hit a major blood vessel."

"Didn't it have to be inserted into a blood vessel..."

"Into the flesh is enough."

Wang Qi's lips twitched. He suppressed his urge to lash out, "My right hand is unusable. Please bandage it for me."

Su Junyu pulled out the needle and said casually, "This kind of needle isn't cheap to make, you know. Only geniuses in the Immortal Academies affiliated with the main altar and major branch altars have the right to use this for free. Other disciples only get the 'Ten Plagues Hundred Poisons Needle' of the next two tiers after entering the sect. It can resist the most commonly used plague curses and the most common ** of ancient cultivators."

They even developed vaccines. He wondered about the principles of disease and immunity in this world.

Wang Qi thought expansively, then asked, "Don't modern cultivators also have plague and poison arts?"

Su Junyu shivered, "The 'Plague God Lin' is one of the branches of Sky Spirit Ridge. No one has seen the ** from there. I heard that if their spells go out of control, the entire human race is finished. As for poison arts, Spirit Beast Mountain and Myriad Flowers Valley also research them. Additionally, Burning Gold Valley has some achievements in poison cultivation. One variation of 'Heavenly Order Sword Disc' is a potent poison. Furthermore, while Burning Gold Valley's poisons aren't as strange as those of Sky Spirit Ridge's various branches, they don't generate resistance, and most have no antidote, requiring Magical Power to slowly dissipate the poison—you're not thinking of developing in that direction, are you?"

Wang Qi shook his head, "Just curious. Can my resistance withstand modern plague and poison arts?"

This was a joke. His path could only be in theoretical physics or mathematics. He was just curious about how high his poison resistance was.

Su Junyu said, "The Thousand Plagues Ten Thousand Poisons Needle generates targeted resistance. The Plague God Lin develops dozens of new plague strains every year. If you encounter them in the future, don't test them!"

Wang Qi nodded. Just then, the effect of the Thousand Plagues Ten Thousand Poisons Needle took hold, and Wang Qi felt a wave of dizziness and nausea. He asked, "How long will this discomfort last?"

"Two to three days."

Wang Qi's face immediately darkened, "I can't meditate properly in this state. Does that mean I have to wait another two days before I can learn cultivation methods?"

Su Junyu's expression suddenly turned serious. He looked directly at Wang Qi and said, "Brother, there's something I must remind you of. Your ancient cultivator mentality of 'having to seize every moment to cultivate' needs to change."

"Ah? No, you misunderstood..."

Su Junyu gripped Wang Qi's shoulder, cutting him off, "Modern cultivation doesn't rely on resources. Magical Power comes from breathing in harmony with heaven and earth. If you understand the workings of the world's laws, you can continuously draw Magical Power from the Great Void. And centuries of accumulated cultivation experience have eliminated most of the bottlenecks in the three realms of the mortal world. Before Golden Core, modern cultivation has no bottlenecks!"

Wang Qi didn't feel much, but Zhen Chanzi was already utterly shocked. Even true disciples of the great ancient sects had to overcome immense difficulties to reach the Core Formation stage!

"However, due to the rapid increase in cultivation, it's very possible for one's temperament or knowledge to be unable to control the power. If knowledge cannot control power, at worst, you'll be unable to reach the Primordial Spirit stage and become a Grandmaster. But if temperament cannot control power, you'll lose yourself and fall into the demonic path! Most modern cultivators at the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core stages deliberately slow down their cultivation, tempering themselves in the mortal world or contemplating the Great Dao in quiet chambers."

This was a rhythm of scientific cultivation and balancing work with rest? But he just wanted to understand the theories of this world, not cultivate immediately! Wang Qi felt like crying and laughing.

"In any case, I'll take you to the dormitory first," Su Junyu said. "If you feel better in the next two days, read the textbooks I gave you. The foundation of modern cultivation is the summation of the Great Dao. That knowledge will help you in your future cultivation."

Speaking of which, Su Junyu's eyes darted around. He lowered his voice and whispered, "Let me tell you a secret. For the final introductory trial, cultivation progress is one aspect, but its weight is relatively low. Knowledge and problem-solving are more important."

In the quiet room of the Immortal Academy, swords echoed through the sky. Deng Jiaxuan changed into a blue robe and slung a long sword over his back again.

He coughed twice and said to Chen Jingyun, "The matters of the Immortal Alliance are mostly settled, only some trivial affairs of the Immortal Academy remain. If you like guiding junior disciples, you can show your face here... Well, seeing as you don't talk much, living on the mountaintop is fine too."

Chen Jingyun nodded.

"The affairs of the Immortal Academy should be handled according to regulations. Uh, the only thing to pay attention to this year is a child named Wang Qi, who has the remnant soul of an ancient cultivator from the Mahayana stage in his possession."

Chen Jingyun nodded, "Zi Ye sacrificed himself to save him. I remember."

Deng Jiaxuan frowned, "You're not going to let emotions get involved in this, are you?"

Chen Jingyun shook his head, "I happened to see it at the entrance. Zhen Chanzi, a late Mahayana stage cultivator from Mount Luofu Mystic Clarity Palace, is just as described in the report. Even if his cultivation were fully restored, he wouldn't last a hundred moves against me."

Mingzhu's calculation was just one step away from reaching the ultimate state of "one plus one" in the Daosu method. After integrating the principles of the general's path into his swordsmanship, Chen Jingyun had already become a rare sword master of the current era.

Deng Jiaxuan put his hand to his forehead, "How should I put this? I'm not asking you to guard against him, I'm asking you to pay attention to him, so he doesn't get led astray by ancient cultivators."

Chen Jingyun nodded, "I understand."

At this moment, Deng Jiaxuan's communication artifact vibrated twice. Deng Jiaxuan smiled, "Seven days later, South Sea, Luo Island. Bai Ze Divine Lord has already calculated it. Real Man Hai and Breaking Reason True Person, Xiao Qian has sparred with him over ten times these past few days and has been forced onto the predetermined path."

Chen Jingyun frowned, "That old dragon."

Deng Jiaxuan chuckled, "Brother Bingqiong will handle it."

The Three Strengths Sword Saint, Qian Bingqiong, was strong in sword energy, strong in swordsmanship, and strong in sword momentum, hence "Three Strengths." Deng Jiaxuan had been ill for a long time, and Chen Jingyun mostly managed the external affairs of Heavenly Sword Palace.

The "old dragon" Chen Jingyun mentioned was the oldest being in this world, the king of the dragon race, and the co-lord of the sea demons. Dragons were born as a combat race, and the ancient dragon king was an outstanding among them. During the peak of the ancient immortal path sixty thousand years ago, he came ashore and challenged and defeated all human Mahayana one by one, forcing humanity to stay a hundred miles away from the coast for a thousand years. Later, in the sea, he defeated sixteen Mahayana cultivators in a joint battle, killing more than half of them.

However, Deng Jiaxuan estimated that the Three Strengths Sword Saint would be enough to deter this great demon. Even if Qian Bingqiong was no match for the Dragon King, he could fight it for a while. And the Dragon King would have to consider how to face the wrath of hundreds of human carefree cultivators after killing one.

Chen Jingyun cupped his hands, "I wish you success in your battle, brother."

Deng Jiaxuan bowed in return, let out a hearty laugh, and flew away on his sword, turning into a rainbow.

Wang Qi lay in his dormitory, wrapped in a quilt, sweating profusely.

The dormitories at Xinyue Immortal Academy were all single rooms. Since he had just been implanted with the Thousand Plagues Ten Thousand Poisons Needle, Wang Qi felt unwell and did not go out.

Immortal academies were different from the lecture halls organized by general branches. Lecture halls were merely lectures given by cultivators from the mortal realm, and those seeking immortality learned through textbooks. Immortal academies, however, offered full-time education, and the duration was not half a year like lecture halls but more than a year. Except for the uncertain arrival times of newly enrolled genius disciples, most disciples from aristocratic families registered between March and April, so the dormitories were still quite empty. This temporarily saved Wang Qi the trouble of greeting his neighbors.

Due to his dizziness, Wang Qi did not go to study cultivation methods. As for textbooks? High school science to introductory university engineering books? What did he not master?

Therefore, Wang Qi was doing something else now. He was following the history textbooks, extracting famous figures of the modern immortal path individually, and compiling a timeline to compare the differences with Earth's scientific history. More and more names of seemingly prankish carefree cultivators appeared, making him vaguely feel that there was some connection between the two worlds.

"As expected, most of the great scientists on Earth have a corresponding existence in this world." Wang Qi bit the end of his pen, a mischievous thought arising: "It's impossible to say it's a collective transmigration... Let's call this phenomenon 'otherworldly isotopes'!"

This humble Taoist apologizes to everyone--there were more unexpected chores before the Lunar New Year than I imagined, so there will only be one update these days. Sorry.

Also, thank you to the book friend shifan3 for the reward--it's my first reward!

Finally, a question: How was everyone's barbecue festival? How many pairs did you grill?