[Ding! Detected that Master's body, spiritual power, and soul have surpassed the limits of Qi Refinement in every dimension. All Spirit Veins within the body have stabilized and opened fully, completing the hidden achievement "Qi Refining Realm All-Dimensional Foundation Establishment"!] [Ding! Rewards issued: lottery draws ×10. Draw now?]
Chen Fan's hand paused, and wild joy surged through him.
Here it comes!
His expression remained unchanged. Leaning back in his chair and pretending to rest, he issued a mental command: Draw.
[Ding! Drawing traits...] [Ding! Congratulations, Master, on obtaining the traits: Eight Bushels of Wealth, Exceptional Talent, Same Moment Name Change, Ironheaded Kid...] [Would Master like to equip and activate them immediately?]
Chen Fan quickly scanned the descriptions of the four traits, barely able to suppress the upward curl of his lips.
- Eight Bushels of Wealth: automatically credits one hundred thousand high-grade Spirit Stones to your account every day before dawn. Permanently effective.
- Exceptional Talent: permanently increases physique attribute by +1 at midnight every day, with no upper limit.
- Same Moment Name Change: a fate-type trait. Allows fate to be divided, shared, and exchanged with a destined protagonist. Attacks suffered by the other party can be transferred proportionally to yourself, while your own fortune can also be shared in the reverse direction. Trigger condition: physical contact.
- Ironheaded Kid: grows braver with every setback. I refuse to believe it. Let me see what the deal is. Kill me if you've got the guts.
All useful, good stuff! Especially Eight Bushels of Wealth-one hundred thousand high-grade Spirit Stones every day! I'll never have to scrimp over twenty Spirit Coins again!
Huh! Wait! Didn't it leave out whether the source was legal?
With a thought, Chen Fan summoned the panel again.
Nothing on it had changed, and there were no notes at the end!
*???*
Although I can use high-grade Spirit Stones too, are they as useful as medicine? Am I going to end up taking the money-laundering road after all?
Chen Fan frowned and pondered. Finally, he gritted his teeth and chose to activate it anyway. At worst, he would check out the X platform later and see whether he could find a way to launder them!
"Activate immediately!"
[Ding! Traits equipped successfully. Personal panel updated!]
A transparent panel unfolded before his eyes, visible only to him.
[Name: Chen Fan] [Major: Sword Dao Theory and Science (first year)] [Physique: False Spirit Root (fire attribute, Spiritual Qi conversion rate 27%), aptitude +1] [Cultivation: Qi Refining Perfection (18 Spirit Veins opened)] [Equipped traits (28/∞): Eight Bushels of Wealth, Exceptional Talent, Same Moment Name Change, Ironheaded Kid, Diligence Can Make Up for Lack of Aptitude, Heavenly Dao Rewards Diligence, Child of Destiny...]
Those eighteen Spirit Veins were his greatest trump card, as well as a miracle bestowed by the system. Outside testing equipment could only measure the total amount and refinement of spiritual power, not the precise number of Spirit Veins, much less discover that someone with an utterly unremarkable False Spirit Root upon enrollment had opened so many.
Meanwhile, in the testing room's back-end control room, the administrator, Auntie Zhang, was sitting with her legs crossed, cracking melon seeds and watching cultivation dramas, when the light screen before her suddenly began flashing red frantically. The highest-level alert blared deafeningly.
"Oh, damn! Which machine blew up?"
Auntie Zhang was so startled that she dropped her melon seeds. She hurriedly opened the alert details and immediately spotted the testing report pinned at the top.
Name: Chen Fan
School: School of Sword Dao Theory and Science, first-year undergraduate
Registered cultivation: Qi Refining Perfection
Tests conducted: 17
Tests meeting Foundation Establishment Realm standards: 17
Soul strength reached Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, and the base sword intent value exceeded the Foundation Establishment Early Stage average by 15%.
Auntie Zhang stared at the screen and counted three times. Once she confirmed that all seventeen tests met the standard, her hand began trembling.
Full-Dimensional Foundation Establishment?
Full-Dimensional Foundation Establishment in the Qi Refining Realm?!
All seventeen maxed out? This wasn't just a genius anymore. This was someone who would go down in university history! The kind who would end up on the list of distinguished alumni displayed at the university gates!
Under Handong University's regulations, any Qi Refining Realm student who recorded Foundation Establishment-level results in more than five categories had to have their data automatically synchronized to the terminals of university leaders and professors from every school and department.
Auntie Zhang took a deep breath and pressed the "Synchronize data" button with a trembling finger.
Almost simultaneously, the work jade talisman belonging to Handong University's president, Zhou Zhengyuan, lit up.
He had been reviewing a revised draft of next semester's all-round training program. Casually opening the jade talisman, he glanced at the data. With a crack, the nib of the spiritual-ink fountain pen in his hand pierced straight through the spirit paper.
"All seventeen at Foundation Establishment?"
Zhou Zhengyuan sprang to his feet and read through the data five times, then checked the student's information again-Sword Dao Theory and Science major, first-year student, False Spirit Root at enrollment, Spiritual Qi conversion rate of 27%. Standard middle-of-the-pack aptitude.
Only two months into the semester, and he'd gone from middling aptitude to Full-Dimensional Foundation Establishment?
What miraculous immortal pill had he eaten?
He immediately called the dean of the Sword Dao Theory College, his voice brimming with irrepressible excitement. "Old Lü! Have you seen the test results for that Chen Fan in your college? All seventeen at Foundation Establishment! Keep your eyes glued to this promising seedling. Give him priority access to every resource—cultivation methods, pills, cultivation rooms. Whatever he asks for, give him the green light!"
Meanwhile, the Handong University professors' work chat had already erupted.
"I just saw the alert! All seventeen at Foundation Establishment? Is this real? The system didn't bug out?"
"Bug, my ass. The testing room's data undergoes triple calibration. There's no mistake. I just checked. The student's name is Chen Fan, a first-year in Sword Dao Theory. Nothing remarkable when he enrolled, but he's suddenly exploded these past two months."
"Sword Dao Theory? Perfect. Our Sword Cultivation Department needs a promising seedling. I'll ask Dean Lü for him later and take him as my door-prying disciple."
"Pah! Have some shame, Old Swordhead. His major is Sword Dao Theory. He's already one of Dean Lü's students. Who are you to snatch him away?"
"You can't put it that way. An all-round talent needs all-round mentors. Our Body Cultivation Department can contribute too. I'll personally guide his physical cultivation and guarantee his body reaches another level before Foundation Establishment."
"And our Spell Cultivation Department! We're the foremost experts in spiritual power refinement and elemental affinity. He can take his pick of advanced cultivation methods."
"Oh, give it a rest, you lot. Have you forgotten those Han University Three Jerries you trained? Now you want to lead other kids astray too?"
"Old Ghost Ming, I ****"
"He's currently a student in our Sword Dao Theory program. If anyone's going to teach him, it'll be our own school. Besides, putting a seedling with all-dimensional development under any one of you would be a waste, wouldn't it?"
These professors, normally so sage-like and unhurried even when lecturing, bickered in the chat like aunties fighting over discounted spirit vegetables at a market. One after another, they chimed in, each wanting a share of this promising seedling.
Watching the group messages, Zhou Zhengyuan did not know whether to laugh or cry, but he understood how they felt.
Handong had pursued all-round training for so many years, and what it lacked most was precisely this sort of genuine all-round talent.
Single-subject geniuses appeared every year; scoop up a handful, and you would find plenty. But someone who could raise all seventeen categories to a level beyond their realm, without a single weak point, might not appear in ten thousand years.
Properly nurtured, a seedling like this would become a major figure capable of holding their own across multiple fields. He might even follow in the footsteps of the first director.