Bang!
Jiang Chuan punched the force testing machine.
The numbers on the LCD screen began to jump wildly.
100
200
300
Soon the number reached 600 and was still rising rapidly.
700
800
Soon the number broke through 900 and rushed towards 1000.
Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!
Just then, the class bell rang. Jiang Chuan instinctively wanted to rush up to the fifth floor, but the numbers hadn't stopped jumping yet.
When the bell stopped ringing, the number broke through 1000.
Although the number was still rising, the speed had clearly decreased.
Finally, the number stopped at 1082.
"I actually have a thousand jin of strength now!"
Jiang Chuan looked at the LCD screen, overjoyed, then turned and rushed towards the fifth floor.
As he ran, Jiang Chuan thought, "Did I really succeed in tempering my skin? But my skin feels no different from before?"
Meditation room.
On the mahogany floor, dozens of futons were neatly arranged.
The low-hanging chandeliers glowed faintly under the sunlight from outside the window, appearing warm and peaceful.
The most eye-catching thing in the entire meditation room was the huge hanging painting at the front of the classroom.
In the painting, a bright moon hung in the sky, its silver light covering the wilderness. A pack of wolves, as if cast from silver water, howled towards the sky.
Gazing at the painting, it felt as if one could hear the sharp sound of the wolves' howls piercing the silent night sky, giving rise to an inexplicable shock and reverence in one's heart.
Hearing the class bell ring, Wu Jing gulped down some happy water, then spoke.
"This Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Diagram is an Ancient Immortal treasure. You can meditate on it. As long as you can visualize a Heavenly Wolf, you can successfully condense your Divine Sense."
"Teacher, can we condense Divine Sense and become Cultivators just by meditating on the diagram? Why is it that some Xianmen No. 1 High School students still can't become Cultivators after three years?" one male student asked.
"That's a good question, but before I answer your question, I want to ask you one. Have you heard the legend of Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals?"
Although he didn't understand why Wu Jing asked this, the male student still replied, "I have."
"Report."
Just then, Jiang Chuan's voice came from the doorway.
Wu Jing glanced at Jiang Chuan, waved his hand, and motioned for him to sit down.
Jiang Chuan went and sat beside Wei Dong, preparing for class to start.
"Since you've heard the story of Zhang Guolao, you should understand that people don't become strong for no reason. Just looking at this Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Diagram certainly cannot strengthen your soul."
Wu Jing raised his eyes and swept over Jiang Chuan, Meng Nanxi, and the other four.
"Except for a few people in the classroom, most can't even perceive spiritual energy, or rather, transcendent factors. Physical transformation also requires turning transcendent factors into spiritual energy to temper the body."
"Without transcendent factors, what will you rely on to transform your soul?"
"I heard from my family that those without spirit roots, if they want to Cultivate, must extract the 'great medicine' from the human body."
A thin young man with black-rimmed glasses and dark skin spoke up.
Jiang Chuan sized up the young man.
The young man was named Kang Bo. In another world, his family owned a flower shop, and their relationship was quite good.
But in this world, Kang Bo, like Jiang Chuan, became one of the only four people in the class with spirit roots.
"You're right, you do need to extract the 'great medicine' from the human body."
Wu Jing nodded, "Whether it's in ancient texts or the opinions of many Ancient Immortals, life is considered the greatest miracle in this world."
"In your view, the Physical Body and the soul are two parts, but in reality, there is a great connection between them."
"Most simply, when you are sick, you also become listless. It is precisely because the Physical Body and the soul influence each other that Ancient Immortals discovered through research that the Physical Body produces substances that nourish the soul."
"This substance is the 'great medicine' you mentioned, but the 'great medicine' doesn't appear out of thin air; it needs to be produced through eating."
"Therefore, the most crucial point if you want to condense your soul and give birth to Divine Sense is to eat!"
"Only by eating enough and eating well can you continuously produce the 'great medicine' needed by the soul. Then, through meditation, you use this 'great medicine' to condense the soul, thus giving birth to Divine Sense."
"Damn it, having talent is great!"
Wei Dong gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard, can you give me half of your spirit root?"
"How about when I become an immortal, I'll give you half my magic power," Jiang Chuan said while staring at the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Diagram.
"By the time you become an immortal, I'm afraid I'll be in the ground. You'd better give me half of your spirit root quickly."
"No."
"You're willing to give me half your magic power when you become an immortal, but you're not willing to give me half your spirit root?"
"Because I really have a spirit root."
"......"
A cluster of flames appeared in Wu Jing's hand. Wu Jing then took out a purple incense stick.
"This is Spirit Condensing Incense. It can help you condense your soul. One stick sells for 10,000 da xia currency outside."
Wu Jing said, and lit the Spirit Condensing Incense.
A light fragrance, like that of flowers, quickly spread throughout the classroom.
"This incense is one of the resources allocated by the Ministry of Education to Xianmen No. 1 High School. This year, the Ministry of Education allocated resources equivalent to 6 billion da xia currency to Xianmen No. 1 High School."
"Do you think these resources are a lot?"
Many students nodded one after another.
"But in fact, for the entire school's more than 70,000 students, these resources are just a drop in the bucket."
Wu Jing explained, "Xianmen No. 1 High School uses more than 40 sticks of Spirit Condensing Incense every day. Next, you also need to train with firearms and cannons. Every bullet, every shell, is money."
"Therefore, the resources allocated by the Ministry of Education simply cannot satisfy the needs of more than 70,000 students."
"Ultimately, the school, or rather the Ministry of Education's choice, is to prioritize the elite. This is also why the school established the Elite Class."
"Each student in the Elite Class receives strong cultivation from the school. 50% of the school's annual resources are used in the nine Elite Classes across the three grades."
"As the evolution speed of Demon Beasts becomes faster and faster, and Ancient Immortals keep recovering, the entire world is becoming more and more dangerous!"
Wu Jing's voice was full of solemnity, "Teachers hope that you talented students will Cultivate diligently, break through to the third realm as soon as possible, and become one of the one hundred and fifty students who are first admitted to the Elite Class."
"Use the resources within the school to quickly become strong, become powerhouses, and become the pillars of humanity!"
"Become the pillars of humanity!"
Many students in the meditation room became Blood boiling because of Wu Jing's words.
Jiang Chuan clenched his fists, with only one thought left in his heart: "Enter the Elite Class! I must enter the Elite Class! As long as I enter the Elite Class, I can quickly become strong and slaughter the Blood Sea Divine Sect as soon as possible!"
"Alright, everyone, start meditating."
Hearing Wu Jing's words, Jiang Chuan stared at the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Diagram and began to meditate.
Experiencing the charm emanating from the painting, Jiang Chuan began to outline that full moon.
As the meditation began, Jiang Chuan could clearly perceive it.
The surrounding transcendent factors began to gather towards him, drilling into his body.
Then, following his spine, they went straight to his Sea of Consciousness in his mind.
Ancient texts say that the upper Dantian is the Sea of Consciousness, the dwelling place of the soul.
Transcendent factors continuously entered Jiang Chuan's Sea of Consciousness, turning into a fist-sized silver-white light mass.
