How Could That Be?

Chen Yu returned to his dormitory in a daze. He changed into his clothes early, lay on his bed, and waited for his death sentence to arrive.

He opened his Constitution interface, preparing to die with full clarity.

After one cycle, the Emotion bar's accumulation limit had reached one hundred thousand.

Since this was also a Positive Emotion breakthrough, all the mana from this cycle had been assimilated into Positive Mana, totaling eighty-three thousand.

"Eighty-three thousand mana... How long will it take to use all that up? Look on the bright side. There'll still be sixteen thousand left afterward, so I'll have at least thirty thousand mana I can freely use. Three hundred thousand... heh."

After waiting for a while, Chen Yu suddenly felt his vision go dark. At some point, his consciousness left his body and entered the Dreamscape.

Accompanied by the rustling of swaying bamboo leaves, he jolted awake and found himself standing in a bamboo grove.

"No way."

Although it was the same bamboo grove from the beginner phase, Chen Yu recognized at a glance that this was no ordinary bamboo grove.

It was the bamboo grove he used to test movements and effects!

There was no master here, no four disciples who had betrayed their teacher and forsaken their ancestors. There was only Teacher Zhao in his strongest form!

Every one of Teacher Zhao's knowledge points was at level ten and fully mastered. His fighting spirit was maxed out, his combat intelligence was maxed out. He was a teacher among teachers, a prince of mathematics, the strongest Body Cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, a man proficient in every technique.

After checking his body, Chen Yu realized that he was not merely dreaming in the ordinary sense.

His entire physical body had entered the Dreamscape!

At that moment, he recalled a line from the description of the Heavenly Demon: "Without shadow or form"...

So that meant it could enter dreams whenever it pleased!

For something without shadow or form, how the hell did you ancestors produce descendants with it?!

From the moment he entered this place, his mana had been burning. It was probably a special effect of the Heavenly Demon, making his Spiritual Root become active and causing his comprehension to soar as his mana burned.

Then Teacher Zhao before him attacked in his strongest form and walked toward him.

The other man was astonishingly fast. By the time Chen Yu reacted, Teacher Zhao's fist had already struck him, making him cough up blood before sending him flying backward.

Pain!

It hurt like hell!

While he was still in midair, the Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound began circulating within him, and his body rapidly recovered. By the time he landed, seventy percent of his injuries had healed.

At this moment, Chen Yu understood.

The Heavenly Demon Body was incredibly powerful, but its side effects were indeed terrifying.

It had no humanity. It would drive him to death!

It could assist him in burning Positive Mana and help find the cultivation method most suited to him, allowing him to burn the greatest amount of mana in the shortest time.

At the same time, it would integrate his current circumstances and find the best path for improvement. Force Dissipation was its choice.

The noble art of Force Dissipation could not be learned through ordinary means. It was the starting point of all defensive techniques and the endpoint of high school Body Cultivator techniques.

Only by understanding Force Dissipation could one blend all knowledge points together and defend against every attack one by one.

And taking a beating was the fastest way to learn Force Dissipation.

To learn faster, he had to take a beating from an expert!

As for his own wishes... Positive Mana is being used up, so who cares whether you live or die?

While the Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound circulated, Teacher Zhao had already walked over and quietly waited for Chen Yu to recover.

Once his injuries healed, Teacher Zhao threw another Straight Punch, once again sending Chen Yu flying.

Beaten, recovered, then beaten again.

In order to take fewer beatings, Chen Yu was forced to observe Teacher Zhao's movements. He actively learned his motions, understood the minute differences between various techniques, and strove to memorize every movement until it was second nature.

At the same time, whenever the other man attacked, he had to circulate Force Dissipation according to the situation. Only then could he endure Teacher Zhao's punch.

He had thought enduring one night would be enough. But when Chen Yu discovered that after all this dying and coming back to life, only five minutes had passed in the Dreamscape, he fell into complete despair.

Only two choices lay before him:

Either wait until his mana ran out, or master Force Dissipation and leave this place.

"Damn it all!"

Driven into a corner, Chen Yu let out a roar and charged at Teacher Zhao, viciously grappling with him.

I can't die anyway. Today, I'm going all out against you!

Mana burned madly, and Chen Yu fought madly as well. The madness hidden deep within him was dragged entirely to the surface as he risked his life to absorb, master, and apply everything.

All night long, he tangled with Teacher Zhao in the Dreamscape. And the Dreamscape's nature stretched that single night longer and longer.

So long that it drove one to despair.

When dawn came, Teacher Zhao, worried about him, entered Chen Yu's dorm room. What he saw was Chen Yu standing by the window, gazing into the distance.

Seeing Chen Yu's expressionless face, he panicked and hurried forward. "Chen Yu, don't do anything foolish!"

He had intended to grab Chen Yu, but the other man merely swayed lightly. His body seemed to leave an afterimage as he effortlessly slipped free of Teacher Zhao's hand.

"Huh?"

Staring at his own hand in confusion, Teacher Zhao knew he had touched Chen Yu. Yet the force within Chen Yu's body had directly neutralized his movement before allowing him to escape.

"In such a short time... impossible, right? Your Force Dissipation is level nine? How could that be?!"

"It's possible, Teacher Zhao. It's possible."

Without turning around, Chen Yu continued staring into the distance and muttered, "Do you know what it feels like to be beaten three hundred thousand times? I do. But it's fine. Every grievance has its debtor, every debt has its creditor. I won't hate you."

"...What does this have to do with me?"

After giving Teacher Zhao a deep look, Chen Yu reached a state of great Enlightenment. "Let's go. I'm going to give Xu Feng his due."

"What does this have to do with him either?! Wait for me! I'm the referee!"

On the athletic field, Xu Feng was already awake.

He wore a white training uniform. His muscles were lean yet firm, and his special cultivation method had compressed them into cords, allowing him to maintain a perfect physique at all times.

His handsome features, too refined to seem mortal, gave him the looks of a celebrity. Even Heaven Origin students who did not think much of Long Summer Sports School would praise him upon seeing him. "What a banished immortal."

It had rained the night before, and small puddles still dotted the athletic field. A yawning cleaner was clearing away the traces of last night's night market. Everything was peaceful.

With a light sweep of his leg, he flicked rain droplets into the air one by one. Under his gaze, they slowly fell again, yet none of them touched his body.

"Sure enough, my condition has improved."

He had not slept at all last night. Instead, he had asked the principal for Body Cultivator, then became more excited the longer he played, continuing until morning.

In his opinion, Body Cultivator had many shortcomings. Yet its method of combining the Dreamscape with learning, encouraging players through one goal after another, and allowing them to improve themselves unconsciously within dreams was truly astonishing.

Its excessive difficulty was torture for others, but once one got started, the bitterness that followed would transform into exhilaration, making people suddenly realize just how strong they had become.

Beyond that, its settings were addicting. Every step had to be taken with the utmost caution, for the slightest mistake would lead to total defeat. On one hand, this was agonizing; on the other, it was equally addictive. The more one failed, the more satisfying it became.

More importantly, it was free.

That good things had to be paid for was common knowledge in Long Summer and other places. Yet Chen Yu was willing to share something this good for free. Such breadth of mind and bearing made Xu Feng admire him even more.

Although he had played all night, he did not feel tired at all. Instead, he was filled with emotion.

The martial arts within his body seemed to have been tempered anew, and his combat experience had greatly improved.

After all, he was the son of the Xu Clan's president. The people who sparred with him could hardly use their full strength. But in Body Cultivator, no one would grant him such consideration.

Closing his eyes, he quietly felt the changes in his body. Then he turned around and said to Chen Yu behind him, "Mr. Chen, let's begin."