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Chapter 263
Chapter 263 Fusion Rate 20% (Requesting Monthly Votes)
"Lin Qi, I know quite a bit about Ten Institute's internal affairs."
Wan Ming smiled warmly, his eyes sincere. "Feel free to ask me anything. Of course, you could share a tidbit with me occasionally too."
Lin Qi inwardly mused, Isn't this just gossip? He'd heard from Guo Heng that Wan Ming was infamous at Tianhai First High School for being the biggest gossip, collecting rumors purely for pleasure.
"Let me share something with you", Wan Ming whispered. "Your teacher, Mu Hong, was originally supposed to be a spear techniques instructor here at Ten Institute."
Lin Qi's brow furrowed. This involved his mentor.
"Mu Hong could have chosen a spear techniques prodigy as his disciple, but someone intercepted the offer while he was on the battlefield. You know how martial arts universities operate—teachers crave resources, not just money. These resources require special channels, and those channels depend entirely on... Teaching Credits."
Lin Qi nodded. Makes sense. Teaching credits reward those who cultivate talent.
"Teaching credits are highest when mentoring Ten Institute's elites", Wan Ming continued. "Now, this senior martial artist holds a grudge against your teacher."
Lin Qi's mind raced. "Who is this student?"
Wan Ming grinned. "Xiang Long—the third-ranked powerhouse here. Extremely formidable. I'd never last five seconds against him."
"Xiang Long—got it", Lin Qi said, his voice steely. "Thanks for the intel."
"Anytime!" Wan Ming watched Lin Qi's group board an electric carriage.
"Things do feel livelier with him around. If Lin Qi awakens a Special Ability, we'll have three SS-Rank Geniuses. Now that would be a spectacle."
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Back en route to his dormitory:
"Sure, Wan Ming and Han Zhen are cool", Jiang Tao grumbled. "But the side-eyes from others? Unbearable."
Guo Heng shook his head. "Some folks act like they've ascended a realm once they awaken Special Abilities. They avoid mingling with us. Sophomores and Juniors in Ten Institute are even worse."
The group fell silent. Reality bites.
"Brother Qi", Jiang Tao urged, "show them what for someday."
Lin Qi smirked. "Count on it."
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Back at his Martial Arts Training Hall, Lin Qi settled into meditation, reflecting on the birthday banquet. This was his first interaction with Ten Institute's elites. Though no fights erupted, his Mind's Eye Innate Talent revealed their strength—every last one a monster.
Han Zhen's last place ranking isn't a fluke, he noted. Xia Lian outclasses him easily.
Their power stemmed not just from Special Abilities, but from crushing Vital Energy Stats and Body Constitutions.
Pei Jiu was strongest—his Spiritual Power dwarfs mine, and his Vital Energy Stat isn't far behind. Near-peak realm?
Lin Qi exhaled, fists clenched. Everyone's Vital Energy exceeds mine. But give me months—I'll surpass them all.
Then he thought of Mu Hong. So close yet so distant—someone intercepted him. If he'd joined Ten Institute, he wouldn't be my teacher.
One day, I'll settle that score. And facing Xiang Long? A duel would vindicate Teacher Mu.
Goals multiplying, he focused on his Status Panel:
[Template: Erlang Shen Yang Jian]
[Fusion Rate: 19.8%]
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Just 0.2% away from 20%.
Soon, a new Innate Talent... a single talent could skyrocket my combat power.
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Ten days passed. Mu Hong's departure to the Otherworld lingered. 2047 loomed closer, global tensions worsening. Meanwhile, martial artists at the university trained relentlessly, climbing the ranks.
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A frigid wind howled through Azure Firmament Six Colleges, blanketing the campus in snow. Snow-clearing drones whirred across the streets as Lin Qi stepped off his carriage, clutching his black Metal Cylinder and backpack. Frosty air greeted him.
Beep!
Warmth enveloped his villa—thermostat steady at 25°C. Lin Qi watched snowflakes fall. A southerner, he'd never seen such winters. Without martial arts, the Imperial Capital's cold would be unbearable.
Back in his Training Hall, he downed a Stamina Elixir. Exhausted from the Gravity Chamber, he pushed forward. His Status Panel glowed:
[Template: Erlang Shen Yang Jian]
[Fusion Rate: 19.9%]
One final push. 0.1% left...
2047's edge demands this breakthrough.
He exhaled, clearing his mind. Primordial Energy surged.
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In his Consciousness Realm, an eight-meter Golden Vajra Tiger roared, swallowing surrounding Primordial Energy.
Gales whipped through the Training Hall as Lin Qi's cells devoured the energy like starved beasts.
After every Gravity Chamber session, my body craves energy like post-workout muscles.
Two hours later, Lin Qi's eyes snapped open—golden light flashing.
Boom!
A shockwave erupted, scattering dust.
[You've completed a Primordial Energy cultivation session. Vital Energy Stat increased. Vital Energy Stat +0.3]
[Template Fusion Rate +0.1%]
[Vital Energy Stat: 79.7 → 80]
[Template: Erlang Shen Yang Jian]
[Fusion Rate: 19.9% → 20%]
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Lin Qi stood, joints crackling.
"Xiaochan, ready with the supplies?"
"All set!" Xiaochan chirped.
The Training Hall buzzed with drones prepping Energy Brew, level-four Nutritional Meals, and fresh towels.
Lin Qi nodded. Time for a new Innate Talent.
(End of Chapter)
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