Published: February 19, 2025
CHAPTER 14: Luo Fei
The next day, Xia Youhui successfully established his foundation with another boy.
Not long after, another girl in the class also succeeded in her foundation establishment, followed by two more the next day...
As a result, the number of people in the training classroom decreased, and the atmosphere became increasingly restless.
After establishing their foundations, they would practice in Area C, which was the true martial cultivation district where both first-year and upperclassmen who had established their foundations gathered.
The two sides felt like they belonged to different worlds.
After establishing their foundations, Lin Xue and the others rarely attended the morning classes, and when they did show up, they seemed hurried, as if their time was tight.
At the same time, their presence became increasingly imposing, their auras sharp, making their classmates hesitant to approach them.
This situation made those who had yet to establish their foundations more anxious, and they took their afternoon training sessions more seriously than at the beginning when they were more relaxed.
But unfortunately, talent is something you either have or you don’t.
In the blink of an eye, another week passed, and the number of students in the class who had established their foundations reached twelve. With a significant drop in numbers, the classroom felt much emptier.
On Monday, after a pleasant weekend, Chen Chu walked into the classroom and saw Xia Youhui sitting at his desk.
In addition, Lin Xue and Iray, the class leaders, were also present.
Xia Youhui grinned at Chen Chu and called out, “Hey, A Chu, have you missed me after all these days?”
Chen Chu rolled his eyes, “You’re not a beauty, what’s there to miss?”
“And you just went to Area C to cultivate true martial; you’re not dead, you popped up today after all.” Chen Chu shook his head and ignored him.
Watching Chen Chu take out his textbook and prepare for class, Xia Youhui blinked... After a long while, he couldn’t help but ask, “A Chu, aren’t you curious about the difference between true martial and basic techniques?”
Seeing Xia Youhui’s expression of 'you should ask me, ask me!', Chen Chu casually replied, “What’s the point of being curious? I’ll be able to cultivate soon anyway.”
“...A Chu, you’re so boring.” Xia Youhui felt a bit down.
He had come early today and waited for a long time just to see Chen Chu ask him to describe what true martial was like, but he didn’t expect this result.
This response was a huge contrast to the little beauty in front of him who eagerly pulled him to ask questions, making him feel like he had wasted his anticipation.
Chen Chu just smiled. He was genuinely not in a hurry.
At four in the afternoon, as the melodic school bell rang.
In the training classroom, Chen Chu, who was practicing, slowly withdrew his energy, calming the boiling blood within him.
“Almost there.” Feeling the full blood energy within him and the faint exhaustion after moving through the seven transformations continuously, a smile appeared on Chen Chu’s face.
In this time, his gains had been substantial; he had perfected the meditation technique five days ago and visualized a twelve-petal flower.
He could also manage a half-hour of seven transformations during blood energy movement.
Unfortunately, the increase in proficiency became less significant the further he went. Now, after one session of cultivation, his seven transformations could only increase by 4 points; otherwise, he would have already broken through.
However, even so, in about three days, he would likely complete his foundation establishment.
The time was just right to establish his foundation within fifteen days. His talent was average—not particularly good, but not bad either.
After resting for a while, Chen Chu went to take a shower and came out dressed in clothes that had been dried after washing.
At that moment, a girl from the opposite side also came out of the girls' changing room. Seeing Chen Chu, she smiled, “Chen Chu, are you heading back?”