Chapter 428: Countdown – Three Months Remaining
Chapter 428: Countdown – Three Months Remaining (Monthly Vote Requested)
“Raaar~”
Within the Consciousness Realm, Bloodrage Warg’s body had been partially torn by Clawrend Ape’s claws.
Yet the wound healed instantly as Bloodrage Warg retaliated.
“Pfft~”
Its blood-soaked jaws clamped down on Clawrend Ape’s neck, sharp teeth severing the spine like blades.
“Groaaar~”
Clawrend Ape collapsed in a final roar, dissolving into golden particles.
The remaining fifth-tier Disaster Beasts fell one by one under Bloodrage Warg’s onslaught.
As the last beast perished, Bloodrage Warg itself disintegrated into golden light, completing this training session.
In the boundless Consciousness Realm, only a swollen gray mist remained—now expanded to the size of a hundred-square-meter house.
“Vrrrrrrr!!”
Lin Qi’s eyes snapped open, their depths glowing with newfound clarity. Invisible Spiritual Power extended like invisible tendrils, sensing every detail of his surroundings.
His perception pierced walls, revealing their internal structures.
He traced the energy into his bones, observing marrow flowing like viscous liquid.
Impurities flickered within his awareness.
[You consumed three Soul Essence Vials. Through cultivation, your Spiritual Power Martial Art Annals of Calamities has broken through. Your Spiritual Power has surged. Spiritual Power +100]
[Spiritual Power: 1925→2025]
…
Lin Qi studied his Status Panel, a smile forming as he noted the massive increase.
Who knew combining them would amplify the effect?
…
In the following days, Heavenly Dome Institute buzzed with activity.
Parents flooded in, mingling and forming connections.
Lin Zhen and Fang Huiyi met Wan Ming, Yu Zhuoran, Pei Jiu, Xia Lian, and their families.
These were titans—corporate moguls, high-stage martial artists—figures ordinary people revered.
The young generation felt both awe and pressure.
In Tianhai City, Wu Lingyun and Yue Feng were the strongest.
But here at Heavenly Dome Institute, high-stage martial artists were everywhere, opening new worlds of possibility.
Many sought Lin Zhen’s business ties, leveraging Lin Qi’s favor.
After all, Lin Qi was an Sss-Rank Genius in the making—befriending him now was a guaranteed win.
Beyond schmoozing elites, they spent days in villas training.
Adapting to triple gravity strained their bodies, but consuming seventh-tier Disaster Beast flesh at every meal sent their Vital Energy Stats soaring like rockets.
On New Year’s Eve, the Institute’s festive spirit reached its peak.
Colorful lanterns adorned Xingxiu Residence, red couplets and paper cuttings radiating celebration.
That evening, the Qi family shared a rare non-beast-flesh feast.
Fang Huiyi cooked a lavish spread in their spacious living room, vegetables and meats steaming invitingly.
“Another year gone,” Lin Zhen sighed at the dinner table.
Compared to last year, he’d aged less, his Stage higher, aura stronger.
Fang Huiyi mirrored his transformation.
“Xiaoqi, the world’s growing more dangerous. The future rests on your shoulders,” Lin Zhen added solemnly.
His rising status had unveiled secrets—the Institute’s true purpose: cultivating geniuses to safeguard humanity.
Lin Qi was their crowning jewel.
Lin Qi placed a meat slice into his mother’s bowl. “Don’t worry. We’ll prevail.”
…
Later, his parents watched Blue Planet’s Spring Festival Gala.
Lin Qi retreated to the Martial Arts Training Hall, scrolling through festive greetings in his chat groups—Yue Feng, Wu Lingyun, Zhang Cheng, Jiang Zhiguang…
Unbeknownst to him, countless hopes rode on his shoulders.
Power still fell short.
Clenching his jaw, he sat cross-legged and resumed cultivating Primordial Energy Martial Art.
“Inhale… exhale…”
…
After Lunar New Year, February 20th arrived.
Lin Zhen and Fang Huiyi prepared to return to Tianhai City after their month-long stay.
Lin Qi wished them to stay in the Otherworld, but they insisted otherwise.
He settled for hiring guards.
In their month here, Fang Huiyi had broken into the Fourth Realm, mastering a top-tier mid-tier Primordial Energy Martial Art.
She’d refine her skills in the Disaster Beast Pyramid before returning.
Both saw explosive Vital Energy Stat growths—Lin Zhen nearing Fifth Realm, likely to break through next year.
At Heavenly Dome Tower’s first-floor hall…
The vast chamber held 182 students.
Onstage sat Deputy Principal Xu Wenji, faculty from other schools, and Imperial Military Eighth-Stagers.
Fewer officials attended compared to last semester.
Instead of Principal Li Qifeng (“Skyblade”), Xu Wenji led the speech.
The scarlet-robed vice principal began, “Classmates, the new semester approaches!
“Disaster Beasts escalate their invasions.
“Last year alone, over 500 graduates from our three top academies fell on battlefronts.
“Across the 33 Martial Arts Universities, losses exceeded twenty thousand.”
Grim silence followed.
Twenty thousand—elites of Xia Kingdom. With annual graduates exceeding a million, this meant one in fifty perished.
And these were fresh recruits. Countless more veterans had fallen, the numbers rising.
The weight of war bore down through the statistics.
Xu Wenji’s voice hardened. “You are Awakened geniuses, cultivated at national cost.
“The battlefront awaits.
“Fourth-years—graduation looms in three months.
“Your final chance to train relentlessly. Every power boost means more Disaster Beasts slain, more lives protected!”
Senior geniuses stiffened.
Four years of sheltered training would end.
Most reached Sixth Realm, armed with Special Abilities—capable of challenging seventh-tier beasts.
Yet post-graduation, they’d lose the Institute’s nurturing environment.
Three months. Seize every second.
(End of Chapter)
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