Forty millenniums of cul.., p.3
Forty Millenniums of Cultivation, page 3
From afar away, Floating Spear City appeared like a giant beast waking up. Every major sect unleashed and dispersed their powers, emitting bright rainbows of radiance.
Many cultivators were floating in the air. Availing the transition between night and day, they absorbed and emitted solar essence and moonlight. Their bodies spiraled and wound in the form of an eight-figured luminous diffusing glyph script. At some people’s sides were immortal cranes and fire crows. Meteors were orbiting around. Grand and great powerful noises were produced. Altogether, they produced a domineering appearance.
A large-scale floating airship dragged along a fiery tail, sluggishly advancing in the middle of the sky. The fiery tail interweaved with the blue sky and white clouds, becoming a net of essence. The delicate and exquisite private flying shuttles continuously needled through the mesh, emitting beautiful sounding whistles.
---This was precisely the Federal Cultivation City Floating Spear’s morning!
Li Yao bounced and bounced like a spring stored with great energy. With every step, he leaped over twenty meters. His speed was exceedingly fast. Although his stance looked quite ugly and caused passersby to stare, he couldn’t give a damn and continued to concentrate on cultivating his art. In only half an hour, he arrived at his school. A white mist swirled above his head and on his back was a layer of pure white salt produced from sweat.
He did not go directly into the school gate. His body flickered and he leapt into a destitute alley next to the school.
Deep within this small alley hung a rusted store sign. On it read five words: “Old Wang’s Second-Hand Shop.” Below was a row of densely packed tiny words: “Specializing in all sorts of second-hand artifacts, also providing artifact modding, battle armor refinement, magical beast training, glyph array maintenance, monastery ceremony, and other professional services.”
As if knowing that Li Yao would arrive, a window slid open to expose a big bald head. It was a shifty-eyed old fellow.
“Haaa, last night I lost over two grand playing cards. I was just worrying about how to explain this matter to my wife, but the God of Wealth dropped by right away. Little Devil, what good stuff did you bring to your old grandpa this time?” The old fellow smiled sinisterly.
“Save it! Even if you lost your underwear, don’t think I will slash down my prices!” Li Yao, with no restraint, batted down Old Fellow Wang’s extended claw. He hesitated for a second and even though it caused him emotional pain, he still took out and passed over his hologram projector.
A large part of him wanted to hold onto the device so that he could further study the three layer stack folding crystal chip technology, but when all's said and done, genuine gold and silver was more important. Studying at a private high school was expensive. In order to cultivate, people must purchase essence pills and auxiliary equipment, racing to increase their killing capabilities.
No matter what, at the end of the year, being poor in education and rich in martial might was also valid in leading to the road of cultivation — one that needs piles of shining white silver to complete.
“This really is some good stuff!”
It was clear that Old Wang knew his stuff. Receiving the Hologram Projector, his eyes swept. His eyes exuded a radiance of praise. He did not test it and instead spoke, “ A flat price, 9,500!”
A warmth bubbled from the bottom of Li Yao’s heart. This price was not that different from the actual second-hand market price. Old Fellow Wang was once again giving Li Yao a good price.
Even though this Old Fellow had a shifty-eyed appearance of a suspicious man, he was actually the one person, besides the old man, who treated Li Yao best. Every transaction, he would more or less add a bit to the price for Li Yao. And every few days, he would give Li Yao some work with high pay.
Without Old Fellow Wang’s assistance after the old man’s death, Li Yao would very likely be unable to continue paying the expensive fees of the private high school.
“I don’t need that much, just 9,000 is fine. Give the 500 left over to Ms. Wang, just say you won it from cards. No need for thanks, who told me to respect the elderly and cherish the young? I can’t bear to watch you and your weary old body having to kneel and wash clothes on a washboard. Gotta catch the morning assembly. Just deposit the money in my bank account!” Li Yao waved his hand and hopped away.
Old Wang suddenly shouted after him, “Hold on, Little Devil.”
Li Yao stood and purposely said, “Wa, Die, old fellow. You don’t think 500 is too little do you?”
“Bah, back in the day, this old fellow was a step above top ranking master artifact modders. In a few minutes, I could make several million. From the looks of it, in this regard, you can only make scraps? This old fellow wanted to tell you that the university exam is in a hundred days. You, youngster, need to properly take it and get accepted into a good university. Do not believe that you already have the skill of artifact repair and not know the immensity of heaven and earth! The world is huge and you will realize this when you go to university. In front of a true Master Artificer, your current ability isn't worth a damn!” Old Fellow Wang fumed.
Li Yao’s heart once again stirred with warmth and he vigorously waved his fist, “I will absolutely get accepted into university, Grandpa Wang!”
Chapter 4: Fiend Blade Peng Hai |
The head instructor gazed at Li Yao like a tiger watching its prey. Li Yao ducked his body and scuttled little by little to the closed school gate. Li Yao let out a breath and checked his watch 7:29 — just in the nick of time!
Just like all the other high schools in the federation, Crimson Nimbus had long entered the yearly "Crazed University Entrance Exam Season". An aura of murder permeated through the campus, similar to that of a battlefield. Right through the school gate entrance towered a gigantic hologram in the center. Upon it were several words:
"Time until the entrance exams: 99 days 18 hours 32 minutes and 57 seconds!"
The numbers on the hologram pulsed and changed every second. The change was small, but it brought the exam candidates a great deal of pressure.
On the two sides were several lines of slogans:
"As long as studying has not reached the point of death, one should beat studying to death!"
"Rising by a point means crushing a thousand people!"
"Crimson Nimbus Second dominates the federation. Vow to pierce through the examination or be exiled!"
"Gain admittance into the 'Nine Elite Universities'. Become a cultivator. Step up to the apex of life!"
A fervent and passionate march resonated through the campus. Nearly a thousand students moved like a tide of water, rushing towards the sports field. Li Yao increased his footsteps as well, sneaking into the tide of people. As soon as they arrived at the field, the tide of people separated into three sections, changing into completely different groups.
The first group had about forty students. All of them wore a dignified appearance with handsome features that appeared to be chiseled by nature. These were the overbearing and arrogant privileged. The school uniforms that covered their bodies were made from heaven's silk, custom tailored, and refined by cultivators. They fluttered in the absence of wind, stirring from the rays of hidden treasures. All these contributed to giving an uncommon martial appearance. These people were of the "Important Class" of students; each was a one-in-ten-thousand cultivation genius. They had the strength to shock seedlings of the 'Nine Elite Universities.'
The second group of people were the most numerous, numbering about seven to eight hundred students. The clothes they wore were also spun from heaven's silk, but they weren't custom tailored, nor did they undergo refinement from cultivators. They looked to be dull and mediocre, like the faces of a thousand people. They were the "Ascending Class" of students, comprising mostly children from Floating Spear City's rich and elite families. In regards to their aptitude, their strength stemmed from using heaps of resources.
The third group had a hundred or so people. Their clothes were inferior school uniforms weaved from ordinary materials. The uniforms were loose and worn, large and baggy, giving a somewhat sloppy appearance. The owners of these uniforms also did not give off any special energy. This was the "Common Class" of students. Most were born as children of common working class families. Within the private high school "Crimson Nimbus Second", they were an existence like a mishmash of fish.
Li Yao was quite familiar with the "Common Class" and found his position within the formation. Just when he was about to stand fixed, someone patted his shoulder. A voice sounding somewhat greasy rang out, "Little Devil, you only just got here? There's probably going to be an important person coming to our school today!"
Li Yao did not need to look back to know that this was his best friend, "Meng Jiang". Raising his eyes, he looked at the main platform. Sure enough, he discovered that there was the headmaster, vice-principal, and disciplinary director among the people on the stage. All of the high-ranking people were present. This was indeed a special occasion never seen on a typical morning.
"Which important person could be so tremendous? Even Baldy Zhao has personally appeared to greet him!"
To be exact, Baldy Zhao was Crimson Nimbus Second's Headmaster, Zhao Shude. He was the very serious and solemn core member of the Crimson Nimbus Guild. His Refinement stage was that of a high-level cultivator. However, rumors claimed that when he was young, he suffered an internal injury while cultivating in the "Fiend Beast Wasteland" to the northwest. Year round, he would remain behind closed doors training, rarely coming out personally to supervise school affairs.
"It's Peng Hai! Man, it's 'Fiend Blade' Peng Hai!" Meng Jiang's excitement was maxed out. His voice was completely shaking.
This one name had also caused Li Yao's heartbeat to speed up its tempo in a flash.
Fiend Blade Peng Hai was Crimson Nimbus Second's largest alumni legend in several hundred years.
He was born in the slums. Since childhood, he'd exhibited a dazzling gift for cultivation. When he was eleven, he was specifically specially recruited by Crimson Nimbus Second. By twelve, his "Spirit Actualization Quotient" reached 100% and he awakened to a spirit root of the highest quality, stepping onto the road of cultivation. At age thirteen, he was accepted to the "Nine Elite Universities'", "Grand Desolate War Institution". By the time he graduated at age fifteen, he had already stepped into the 10th rank of the Refinement stage, becoming the Federation's star of hope!
From after his time in the "Grand Desolate War Institution", he rejected high salary offers from over a dozen Cultivator Sects, resolutely deciding to join the "Federal Army". In the Fiend Beast Wasteland, he fought against millions of fiend beasts in order to defend the federation's youth and blood, creating a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood from the fiend beasts, amassing the fierce and impressive name "Fiend Blade". Finally at age 22, he became the federation's youngest ever Cultivator to reach the Foundation stage!
After retiring from the army, Peng Hai returned to his hometown. With an astronomical signup bonus as a condition, he joined the Crimson Nimbus Guild. In a short three years time, he had already become the business manager of Crimson Nimbus Guild's new "Crimson Nimbus Transporter Group" department, responsible for creating new transportation routes in dangerous areas where fiend beasts ran rampant. Aside from his outstanding salary, it is said he also possessed a large share of stocks in the "Crimson Nimbus Transporter Group," receiving mountains of gold and silver yearly just from dividends!
"Did you hear the rumor? Peng Hai was just at the border of the 'Silver White Beach'. He bought an unparalleled, unequalled seaside villa. It's said to be worth seventy to eighty million! Tabloid reporters say he often brings dozens of women back to his villa for open parties!" Meng Jiang drooled as he spoke, unable to conceal his jealous and envious thoughts.
From being a penniless kid in the slums to becoming a great faction's upper-level manager. Having a net worth over a hundred million, exotic cars and beauties, and a seaside mansion — this was simply the dream of all slum kids. Li Yao and Meng Jiang were also no exceptions.
They all thirsted to become the next Peng Hai!
"He's here!"
Li Yao's wrist-watch vibrated lightly, indicating that something was arriving at high-speeds through the air. He raised his eyes to look towards the eastern horizon. A black stream of lightning shot over, its speed was extremely fast. A second ago, it was on the horizon. With a single Blink skill, it was already silently floating in the sky over the field. It was a black flying shuttle!
The body of this flying shuttle was sleek and narrow like a stretched drop of water. Its length was nearly twice as long as that of common flying shuttles. Its exterior was crystal clear and no seams or rivets could be seen; it was of the highest quality. It was hard to tell from the exterior what kind of offensive magical devices this flying shuttle was equipped with. However, hidden under the radiance of its black glow was actually a dangerous air that caused the pulses of people to stop. It was a killing intent that seemed to reject being restricted to the confines of space and caused the thousand of high school students to simultaneously feel stifled.
"It's the 'Battle Shuttle Mystic Bird'! The federation's most advanced military shuttle! Its battle strength may be greater than that of a peak Foundation stage Cultivator! When piloting the 'Battle Shuttle Mystic Bird', even the Fiend Beast Wasteland can be crossed unhindered, without restraint!" Li Yao called out wildly from within his heart.
As Li Yao was an artifact fanatic, it went without saying that the "Battle Shuttle Mystic Bird" elicited great admiration, greater than that towards Peng Hai himself!
More importantly, he knew that the barest configuration of the Battle Shuttle Mystic Bird would reach a market price of nearly a hundred million. Even ordinarily rich and powerful families absolutely could not afford it.
A second passed. The pits of thousands of students' stomachs loosened. They were able to resume their breaths. The Battle Shuttle Mystic Bird that was once in the air had already faded out of sight.
Left behind was only a pair of pupils, pitch black to the abyss. There was still a radiance within them. Every now and then, they would flit around, reminiscent of lightning, like a fiend blade.
Whomever his gaze reached was affected. Even Second's Headmaster Zhao Shude and the usually fiendish Disciplinary Director were unable to bear it, shuffling faintly sideways. They did not dare to meet his gaze.
"Cultivators really are wealthy! They really are awe-inspiring! They really are domineering!" Li Yao mumbled, swallowing some saliva.
"Rumor has it that the school specifically invited Peng Hai back to coach the 'Important Class' of students! Little Devil, hey, did you know that our Crimson Nimbus Second was a century famous school, but the examination scores for the past few years were not too remarkable. There were not many students who were accepted to the 'Nine Elite Universities'. As such, The Crimson Nimbus Guild's reputation has not been so hot, so this time, they specifically invited Peng Hai to come back to do some specialized training in hopes of reversing this decline in fortune and once more give birth to glory!" Meng Jiang's voice was permeated full of jealousy.
After all, only the "Important Class" of students were fortunate enough to enjoy being personally taught by Fiend Blade Peng Hai. There was no chance for them, the "Common Class" of destitute youths.
Li Yao heard the news and he inwardly sighed a breath as well.
The "Nine Elite Universities" had the federation's most profound inner knowledge. They were abundant in resources, and these nine institutions had the greatest number of high-level experts. Out of the myriad of schools in the federation, this was the ultimate dream.
Ordinary universities did not necessarily place fostering cultivators as their primary objective. Even if a student had high natural talent, no matter how hard they tried, no matter what multitude of good fortune they encountered, the probability of becoming a cultivator did not exceed one in ten-thousand.
However, the Nine Elite Universities had the backing of numerous cultivator sects. They specialized in fostering cultivators as their objective. As long as one gains acceptance to the Nine Elite Universities, one would have a thirty percent chance of becoming a cultivator, stepping onto the apex of life!
Becoming a Master Artificer requires that one must first become a cultivator. And to become a cultivator, one must first pass the university entrance exam for the Nine Elite Universities. Li Yao always regarded this as his objective to strive for, but from beginning to end, his innate talent was at a disadvantage, incapable of being redeemed. The distance to his dream appeared to grow further and further.
With these worries on his mind, Li Yao's enthusiasm somewhat waned, even causing him to not hear what was being said on stage. The time of a cultivator was valuable. Fiend Blade Peng Hai did not speak for too long and Headmaster Zhao Shude soon announced the end of the morning assembly.
Peng Hai was escorted by the arrogant privileged youths of the Important Class and left. And so, the Ascending and Common class of students also had their enthusiasm disperse as they walked in twos and threes towards the school building.
And with that, the day's studies had officially begun!
Chapter 5: Exam Simulation |
As students were currently cramming for the college entrance exams, any courses that should have been taken had already been completed long ago. These last hundred days were primarily for filling up gaps and taking all sorts of tests. On a certain morning of each week was a very important exam simulation.
Under the urging of the impatient teachers, Li Yao took a deep breath and stepped into the “Examination Chamber” tagged with his student number. The chamber door sealed shut and the entire world became deathly silent.
“Even though I didn’t receive personal tips from Peng Hai, I still need to test into the ‘Nine Elite Universities’. If I give my all, what do I have to fear?” Li Yao clenched his fist resolutely.
