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Chapter 391: The Power of Sss-Rank
Chapter 391: The Power of Sss-Rank (Requesting Monthly Vote)
The man stared at the Points Leaderboard, his mouth falling open in shock.
“Five… five hundred thousand Crimson Heaven Points?!”
Others who saw it reacted similarly, sharp intakes of breath rippling through the crowd like waves. The entire plaza buzzed with stunned gasps. Students from rival academies erupted into chaos.
“Unbelievable!”
“How many Disaster Beasts did he kill to get that much? Is his body made of Delta Alloy?”
“Even Huo Wanyang, another SS-Rank Genius, only has 300,000 Points. Compared to Lin Qi, he’s nowhere close!”
“That’s because Lin Qi’s ridiculous! Who could possibly match him?”
“It’s impossible to imagine how much money he’s earning!”
At the Azure Firmament Six Colleges’ section, Jiang Tao sat slumped in his chair, shaking his head with a bitter grin.
“I remember during the last Disaster Beast Hunting Competition, Brother Qi had just broken through to the Fourth Realm. He hadn’t even mastered a Mid-Tier Primordial Energy Martial Art yet, but he still scored 120,000 Points.”
“I’ve already mastered mine, and I couldn’t even reach half of that.”
“Brother Qi’s just too monstrous!”
The others nodded. Their scores barely reached 100,000, a gap so vast it felt surreal.
Boom!
A crimson Falcon Fighter roared into the plaza, drawing every eye. The cockpit door hissed open, and Lin Qi stepped out first, followed closely by Huo Wanyang. As the aircraft vanished back into the skies, Lin Qi returned to the audience stand.
“Brother Qi, what happened? Why are you back in a Falcon Fighter?” Jiang Tao asked curiously.
Lin Qi explained calmly, recounting how Yu Jing’s team of ten had ambushed him. He’d confirmed with Xue Zhou that revealing Yu Jing’s betrayal was acceptable.
The crowd erupted in fury, their killer intent palpable. They seemed ready to tear Yu Jing apart.
“No wonder Yu Jing advanced so fast—he joined the Vermin God Cult!”
“That traitor deserves death for daring to kill Brother Qi!”
“Students!”
Deputy Principal Xu Wenji’s hologram flickered into view, interrupting the commotion. He announced the Disaster Beast Hunting Competition rankings and rewards before declaring it concluded.
As the event ended, everyone returned to their villas.
Back at Villa 01 of the Azure Firmament Six Colleges, Lin Qi, Jiang Tao, and Jiang Miaoyin shared dinner in the spacious living room. Lin Qi devoured a fifth-tier nutritional meal, his body desperate to replenish energy after three days of intense combat.
“Because of you two’s actions last semester, no one dares to withdraw early anymore,” Jiang Miaoyin said between bites.
“My plan to break into the top five collapsed. We only got eighth place.”
She straightened, determination flashing. “But for tomorrow’s Freshman Competition, I’m aiming for top three!”
Lin Qi nodded. Since entering the academy, Jiang Miaoyin’s strength had skyrocketed. While the championship was uncertain, top three was within reach.
Minutes later, Jiang Tao and Jiang Miaoyin left. Lin Qi retreated to the martial arts hall, summoning Xiaochan to project his status panel. He began reviewing the three-day competition.
His gains were staggering—500,000 Crimson Heaven Points alone, far surpassing his previous 120,000. Converted to cash, it was a staggering fortune.
More importantly, he’d perfected the Mountain-Shaking Intention, propelling his spear techniques into the Fourth-Circle.
After a moment’s reflection, he seated himself to cultivate the Primordial Energy Martial Art. Three days of relentless fighting had left his body starved for energy.
Whoosh!
Vast streams of Primordial Energy surged into his body, like a parched man collapsing into an oasis. His cells devoured the energy, repairing and evolving simultaneously.
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In an undisclosed facility…
“All nanobots destroyed,” droned the green mechanical insect, its crimson eyes dark.
The tall black-masked figure remained unfazed.
“Failure is inevitable. Success is profit. Failure costs only materials.”
“The Vermin God Cult will never be eradicated.”
Muttering, he turned to leave.
For geniuses like Lin Qi or Huo Wanyang, reaching 8th Stage Martial Artist was their peak. Even if one lucky soul broke into the Nine Realms, they’d still be ordinary threats to the Vermin Race.
What truly terrified them was another Red Emperor-like prodigy—someone whose power and talent defied belief for a backwater planet like Blue Planet.
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News of Li Zehao’s defection to the Vermin God Cult spread across campus. The academy’s official website publicized it, and the internet erupted. Students condemned them as traitors. Friends cut ties instantly. Their families were devastated.
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The next day, the Freshman Competition began at Fortress 9.
After an efficient cleanup overnight, the Disaster Beast Park was spotless—only a faint, lingering stench of blood remained.
Fourteen students from the Ten Institute disembarked from their electric tram at the entrance. Wan Ming, clad in a blue battle suit, announced:
“Latest news: Huo Wanyang scored 300,000 Points, but Lin Qi hit 500,000 Crimson Heaven Points!”
“We’ve got to step up our game too!”
The crowd erupted in alarm the moment they heard those words—the sheer number of Points was staggering.
Yu Zhuoran furrowed his brow. Even he wasn’t confident about racking up such a massive total.
Just then, a figure clad in a crimson Battle Suit stepped forward, gripping a saber-like Miao Dao. It was none other than the Sss-Rank Genius—Chu Yu.
The moment he appeared, the air temperature around him seemed to soar, radiating an oppressive, searing aura.
Yu Zhuoran’s heart clenched. He could sense Chu Yu’s strength had surged dramatically—had he already broken through to the Sixth Realm?
An 18-year-old Sixth Realm powerhouse… At this rate, he might reach the Seventh Realm before the age of 20.
Chu Yu flashed a confident smile as he declared,
“If Lin Qi can grab 500,000 Crimson Heaven Points, I’ll take one million. Exactly double his amount.”
The moment those words left his mouth, the crowd fell silent.
They couldn’t even fathom 500,000 Crimson Heaven Points—let alone a million. With Lin Qi and Chu Yu setting the bar, the pressure was astronomical. Everyone felt forced to train like their lives depended on it.
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Inside a villa marked “01” among the Azure Firmament Six Colleges’ campus,
Lin Qi sat cross-legged in the Martial Arts Training Hall, dressed in a pitch-black martial arts robe.
A gentle breeze tugged at his sleeves. Within his Consciousness Realm, a Platinum Malevolence Tiger—towering as a mountain—opened its blood-lusting maw, inhaling voraciously. The air’s thick Primordial Energy condensed into streams of flowing water, coursing into his body and being devoured by every cell.
His muscles, sinews, membranes, bones, and organs all underwent transformation.
The wounds from past battles were flushed out as damaged cells were metabolized, replaced by new ones multiplying rapidly. His recovery was visible to the naked eye.
Thump! Thump!
His heart pounded with renewed vigor. Though the initial refinement phase was complete, his cardiac function continued strengthening—just at a steadier pace.
Massive waves of Primordial Energy surged into his lungs. As one of the five vital organs, the lungs governed respiration and were crucial for Primordial Energy absorption.
Heart and lungs together determined a martial artist’s stamina and vitality. Once refined, his endurance would skyrocket.
As he regulated his breathing, oxygen flooded into his lungs via his nostrils, mingling with Primordial Energy to further transform his respiratory system.
Meanwhile, the Organ Cultivation Stage Serum he’d ingested earlier accelerated the process.
Two hours later, the energy in the Martial Arts Training Hall stabilized. Lin Qi slowly opened his eyes, his chest rising and falling as he exhaled a thin stream of turbid air. The breath lingered, stirring faint breezes across the chamber.
【You completed a cultivation session. Wounds healed, body transformed. Vital Energy Stat +20】
【Vital Energy Stat: 520 → 540】
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Lin Qi rose slowly, feeling an endless surge of power coursing through his limbs and veins. The internal blockages caused by injuries had fully cleared.
His Vital Energy was overflowing—so much so that the recent injuries had paradoxically boosted his Vital Energy Stat.
Over these two days, while refining his organs and consuming the Serum, his Vital Energy Stat had shot up by 40.
His lung refinement progress had nearly reached halfway.
“Master, the Disaster Beast Hunting Competition rewards have been credited!”
Xiaochan’s black-haired hologram flickered into view beside him, her delicate hand summoning a glowing screen.
【Lin Qi, your performance in the Disaster Beast Hunting Competition was exceptional. Your total Points reached 509,000, breaking historical records: 523 Class 1 Disaster Beasts and 3,258 Class 2 Disaster Beasts…】
【Converted to prize money: 280 million Xia Kingdom Currency. After a 10% personal income tax deduction (28 million), you’ve received 252 million Xia Kingdom Currency in total!】
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Lin Qi’s lips curved as he gazed at the Status Panel.
This competition had been a windfall—252 million Xia Kingdom Currency. A colossal fortune.
He wondered how many cultivation resources that could buy.
Considering he’d already reached the combat power of a Sixth Realm martial artist, tearing through enemies in the relatively safe Disaster Beast Park to earn that sum felt justified.
If he’d faced the horrors of an actual battlefield, such earnings would’ve been far harder to come by.
He immediately checked his assets.
【Phone Balance: 560 million Xia Kingdom Currency】
A sly grin crept onto his face. His current wealth wasn’t shabby at all.
Add in the resources Dean Liu had reserved for him—worth hundreds of millions more—and he was set for now.
Still, his expenses would soon skyrocket. The next step was the Global Martial Arts Championship, followed by his monthly 30-million stipend and rewards from the Disaster Beast Trial Tower.
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Two days later, at the Fortress 9 plaza,
the Disaster Beast Hunting Competition had concluded, and the 14 Awakened prodigies had returned.
Clad in his red Battle Suit, Chu Yu smirked at the Points Leaderboard.
“A million Points—exactly as promised. Not a single one more or less.”
【Ten Institute Points Leaderboard】
【1st: Chu Yu, Points: 1.0 million】
【2nd: Yu Zhuoran, Points: 395,900】
【3rd: Pei Jiu, Points: 367,800】
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The crowd stared silently at the rankings. The gap was insurmountable.
Yu Zhuoran tightened his grip on the Battle Saber. He’d given his all, yet couldn’t even reach 500,000 Crimson Heaven Points.
He’d barely slain a Level 6 Ironspine Warbear using his Minor Divine Ability. Compared to Lin Qi—or worse, the Sss-Rank Genius Chu Yu—he felt worlds apart.
Even among geniuses, there were tiers. Today, he’d felt that truth like never before.
(End of Chapter)
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