This Year's Advancement Rate Can Be Saved

The news that Lu Ziqi had gone off the rails did not cause much of a stir.

Tianyuan City had five cultivation high schools in total, each focusing on one of the five virtues: "morality, intellect, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor."

Fourth Cultivation High School's Visualization Path corresponded to "aesthetics." Most of its students were art students, so going crazy halfway through was perfectly normal.

Artists were all a little crazy, one way or another.

Thus, after his roommate rushed him to the school infirmary, the school doctor was not surprised. He merely put down his artistic but unhealthy magazine and casually asked, "Do you have medical insurance?"

"Yes, but it's the lowest tier," the roommate immediately replied.

"Then I wouldn't recommend going to the hospital. Just take some medicine. This is Calmheart Grass. I'll prescribe three jin for him first. If it doesn't work after he finishes it, come back and I'll prescribe another three jin."

"Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome. Monthly exams are coming up, so feeling mentally strained is normal. Remember to relax appropriately. Go have some dreams once in a while—rest and unwind at the same time. Don't keep grinding all day long."

His roommate immediately wore an awkward expression.

The school doctor looked up, adjusted his Glasses upon seeing that expression, and asked in confusion, "What is it?"

"Lu Ziqi went crazy because of dreaming."

The school doctor gave a meaningful smile. "Young people really are full of fire. Was it anime-style or surreal? Top or bottom? Active or passive? Were you involved?"

"Teacher, what are you talking about? I don't understand any of it. It was a proper dream. I read the description. It was a little bloody and a little violent, but overall it was pretty healthy. I don't know what Lu Ziqi experienced in there, but he ended up like this after playing for half an hour."

Watching Lu Ziqi alternate between madness and clapping while laughing wildly, the smile gradually vanished from the school doctor's face.

He reached out, took Lu Ziqi's phone, and confirmed that he had been playing A Daoist Oddity's Dreamer. Then he closed his eyes and began experiencing the Dreamscape within.

At first, it was fine.

The plot, where truth and falsehood were impossible to distinguish, had a unique flavor. Though it was merely a simple cutscene-style Dreamscape, its revelatory quality was engrossing.

Unfortunately, it lacked any artistic but unhealthy content. It could barely earn an eighty-five.

But upon reaching the second chapter, the misplaced identities before the campfire sent a chill through the teacher. His defensive artifact activated abruptly and forcibly dragged him out of the Dreamscape.

The instant he left the Dreamscape, sweat poured from his body like floodwaters released from a dam, soaking a large patch of his white coat.

"Fuck!"

Rarely swearing, he hurriedly snatched the Calmheart Grass from the roommate's hands. After wolfing down three jin, he still did not feel right, so he dug out another three jin and ate them before feeling somewhat reassured.

Letting out a long breath, he slumped limply in his chair like a puddle of mud. Only after a while did he smack the chair back and shout, "This Dreamscape should be restricted to fifteen and up!"

"Teacher, we're all over fifteen."

"I'm eternally fourteen!"

"Teacher, stop pretending to be young."

"Shut up! Damn it, this Dreamscape deserves a ninety-five! Its artistry is maxed out! To make a plot this good, this person is a genius! What's his name?"

"Morning Light."

"Never heard of him. Is some big shot pretending to be young? No, he doesn't have the Dao Resonance of a big shot. He's probably a newcomer. Newcomers these days are incredible. Are they all monsters?"

Having recovered from his initial fright, the school doctor propped his chin on his hand and said excitedly, "Interesting, truly interesting. Half real, half false; illusory and tangible, constantly interweaving and merging fantasy with reality until a Dreamscape like this was born. A genius, an absolute genius!"

But after his praise, the school doctor added regretfully, "Unfortunately, people from our high school can't play it."

"Why not?"

"That's just how the Visualization Path works. Either you make it or you go crazy. This Dreamscape is far too stimulating for students at our school. Don't play it again. I'll report this to the Tianyuan Cultivators Committee later. This Dreamscape needs to be blocked for our Fourth High School. Students from other schools can do whatever they want."

"Uh..."

"Don't 'uh' me. This is for your own good."

Waving his hand, the school doctor was about to offer a few more instructions when Lu Ziqi, who had been laughing nonstop, suddenly fell silent.

He abruptly stretched out a hand and gripped the school doctor's arm tightly, asking coldly, "Which one are you going to ban?"

The school doctor shuddered at the look in his eyes.

Instinctively, he wanted to pull his hand back. But Lu Ziqi's grip was rather tight, and he did not want to provoke him, so he calmed himself and said softly, "I'm not banning anything. Lu Ziqi, go back and rest first. Go to class after you've rested well."

"Who is Lu Ziqi? There is no Lu Ziqi here! I am Sun Huowang! I am Heart Plain! Whatever I want, I have! Whatever I think of, comes to me! I've become immortal! I'm invincible! This Daoist master has made it!"

After bursting into a string of arrogant laughter, he released the school doctor's hand and jumped straight onto the table in front of him, pointing one hand at the heavens and the other at the earth.

"Above and below heaven, I alone am supreme! Whatever this Daoist master wants, I get! Cloudglow, come!"

The school doctor was left dumbfounded in shock, and the roommate was too frightened to speak.

This Dreamscape really could not be played anymore.

A moment later, once the school doctor regained his senses, he picked up Lu Ziqi's medical chart and was about to change "three jin per day" to "six jin per day" when he noticed something was wrong.

Looking up, he clearly saw a glow of clouds reflected in Lu Ziqi's formerly hollow eyes, though there was actually nothing in the room.

Not only that, Lu Ziqi began frantically absorbing the spiritual energy nearby. Vast amounts of spiritual energy flowed into his body, rapidly transforming into magical power and settling in his dantian.

Hurriedly calculating the timing, the school doctor discovered that Lu Ziqi was absorbing spiritual energy at nearly the same speed as on Heaven-Gazing Cliff.

"You can cultivate immortality like this too?!"

His roommate had already been numbed by the string of unexpected events.

Tugging at the school doctor's coat, he asked in confusion, "Teacher, what's going on?"

"This is how the Visualization Path works. Either you make it or you go crazy."

"So has Lu Ziqi made it, or has he gone crazy?"

"Half and half, I suppose. The essence of the Visualization Path is that if you believe you possess something, then you might truly possess it. Great masters of the Visualization Path can even turn illusion into reality. The Cloudglow on Heaven-Gazing Cliff came about this way. But those are Golden Core experts. How does Lu Ziqi know this trick too?"

"From playing the Dreamscape?"

"Very likely. No, I need to study this. If it really works, the twenty-yuan cultivation fee for half an hour can be saved, and you can reduce the burden on your families... You, do you want to try it?"

"Me? Teacher, what do you want me to do?"

The school doctor tossed Lu Ziqi's phone into the roommate's arms and said, "Play!"

"Teacher!"

"I'll give you an extra hundred yuan."

"Godfather, I'm on it!"

Two hours later, the roommate also began dancing and flailing, tangling with Lu Ziqi.

"I'm Sun Huowang!"

"I'm Sun Huowang!"

"I have Cloudglow!"

"I have Cloudglow too!"

Watching the cultivation speed of the two skyrocket, the school doctor nodded in satisfaction.

Visualization High School's advancement rate next year had been saved.