Chapter Fifteen: Cultivating a Clone, Yang Zhi's Dilemma

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After leaving the Martial Artists’ Guild, Yang Feng did not go to school.

The day before, he had used his preparations for the special direct-admission examination as a reason to ask Shi Qizheng to help him take an extended leave of absence.

He therefore had plenty of free time now.

Moreover, experimenting with the restoration of cultivation techniques required a place to sleep, so returning home naturally became his first choice.

What he had not expected was that the moment he arrived home, his phone received a notification informing him that his mission points had been credited. Yang Feng immediately became excited.

He directly exchanged the 120 points for 120,000 federal credits.

Receiving such a huge sum for the first time instantly ended his embarrassing existence as a pauper.

Perhaps he would earn even more money in the future, but the joy brought by this first payment was something no amount of future wealth could ever surpass.

This was the first great fortune he had earned in his life!

As for the other party’s request to meet him, Yang Feng rejected it without a second thought. First, he simply had no time at present. Second, if the other party discovered that the person who had restored the cultivation technique was merely a high school student, who knew what trouble might arise?

His goal was now perfectly clear: increase his strength and become number one in the special direct-admission selection!

Lying on his bed, Yang Feng entered the dreamscape directly.

His consciousness entered a boundless void. This time, Yang Feng noticed something different from before. Although there were still three dream orbs before him, a sentence had appeared upon them.

“To wear the crown, one must bear its weight!”

Yang Feng fell silent as he read the words. During this period, he had been immersed in the joy of cultivation, deliberately avoiding the reason this dreamscape had appeared.

Yet after seeing those words, he could feel a heavy sense of responsibility.

Yang Feng had understood since his previous life that there was no such thing as a free lunch. Since he had enjoyed the convenience brought by this mysterious ability, it was only right that he shoulder the responsibilities that came with it in the future.

He accepted that.

If given a choice between living an ordinary life and living a brief but dazzling life like a firework, he would choose the latter without hesitation.

He had already endured enough of the ordinary life from his previous existence. Having come into this world, was he really going to live another humiliating, cowardly life?

He would rather abandon such a hopeless life altogether!

Before, he had had no choice. But now that he possessed the right to choose, he would never retreat, even if the road ahead led through mountains of blades and seas of fire!

After seeing everything clearly, Yang Feng’s eyes became firm once more!

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He then chose the third dream orb without the slightest hesitation.

When he opened his eyes again, Yang Feng had arrived inside an ancient temple.

Just as last time, the moment he entered the temple, he was drawn into another empty divine throne and once again transformed into a new statue.

At the same time, his body became transparent, and part of the network of meridians within him turned golden.

Yang Feng was tremendously excited as he watched this happen. His guess had been proven correct.

This temple could not only restore incomplete breathing techniques; it could also condense cultivation avatars based on the breathing techniques he knew!

That meant that as long as he possessed enough breathing techniques, he could advance at the fastest possible speed!

The golden meridians marked the routes through which the Great Wind Breathing Method needed to circulate within his body. He wasted no time. Once his conjecture had been confirmed, he immediately began cultivating.

During the process, his consciousness seemed to transform into the qi and blood within his body, continuously roaming through his physical form.

Whenever he reached a target acupoint, the next one would light up.

It was as though a road had appeared before him. He did not need to think; he merely had to follow it straight ahead, thereby avoiding any mishaps during cultivation!

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and everything proceeded smoothly.

The complete Great Wind Breathing Method circulated flawlessly throughout his body.

The statue representing the Great Wind Breathing Method was also established, and the speed at which his qi and blood increased immediately doubled!

With two statues established, he had already obtained twice the cultivation speed of an ordinary person.

Furthermore, he still had three first-tier breathing techniques in his possession! Once he condensed avatars from all three, his cultivation speed would be five times that of an ordinary first-tier martial artist!

At this thought, he involuntarily turned his gaze toward the entire temple.

Divine thrones filled the temple densely, stretching so far that he could not see the end. In other words, as long as he acquired enough cultivation techniques, his cultivation efficiency could increase without limit!

The truth was so astonishing that even Yang Feng fell silent.

“It seems I can become a second-tier martial artist before the special direct-admission examination arrives!”

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Huayuan High School.

Outside the classroom of Class One, Grade One.

“Yang Zhi, did you tell your family about what I mentioned last time?”

The bespectacled woman speaking to Yang Zhi was none other than Zheng Xiaoqing, the homeroom teacher of Class One, Grade One.

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“Teacher, you know my family’s situation. We can’t afford a Vitality Pill,” Yang Zhi said awkwardly.

“If you don’t even try, how do you know your family won’t find a way?” Zheng Xiaoqing asked with a frown.

That was not the answer she wanted to hear.

“Your talent is excellent. Your qi-and-blood value is already close to 1.3 in your first year of high school. A Vitality Pill can raise it by at least 0.2 without harming your potential!”

“Although a Vitality Pill can only be taken once a year at most, its effects remain valid until the age of eighteen. You are only sixteen now. Take one this year and another next year, and by the time you reach your senior year and sit for the college entrance examination, you will certainly become a genius martial artist. You should know that in the entire city of Song this year, there are only two genius martial artists!”

“Do you know what it means to become a genius martial artist at eighteen? Our school hasn’t produced one in three years.”

Yang Zhi fell silent.

Of course he knew what that meant!

But a single Vitality Pill cost 100,000 federal credits, and his family truly could not afford it.

Seeing that her student had stopped speaking, Zheng Xiaoqing prepared to add one final spark.

“As your homeroom teacher, I’ve always known that you and Wang Yang don’t get along very well. His qi-and-blood value was originally only 1.1, and he was always behind you. But now he has taken a Vitality Pill, and his qi-and-blood value has already surpassed yours, reaching 1.3. If you don’t change, he will eventually leave you far behind.”

At the mention of Wang Yang’s name, Yang Zhi could no longer restrain himself from clenching his fists.

Young people were proud by nature, especially someone like Yang Zhi, who had always been ranked first since childhood. How could he possibly feel good watching classmates who had once been inferior to him surpass him one after another simply because their families supported them?

“Give me your family’s phone number. I’ll speak to them myself.”

Yang Zhi knew that since his teacher had pressed the matter this far, he no longer had any choice.

Thus, he reluctantly gave her a phone number.

“Teacher, my parents are both busy during the day. You’d better call them tonight.”

Although Zheng Xiaoqing frowned, she eventually said, “All right.”

Only then did Yang Zhi secretly let out a sigh of relief.

A brother supports you for a thousand days, but you rely on him in the moment of need. Tonight, everything would depend on his big brother!

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