Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

At the door, a man came in—

a burly man.

Tall and strong, standing at one meter eighty-nine, with muscles on his chest, abdomen, and back.

”Is that you...”

Jiang Ding had to use his Divine Sense, and after spending quite some time, he barely recognized the burly man as Li Junhao, his deskmate from the three years of high school.

”Did you undergo a second development?!”

”Hahaha!”

Li Junhao laughed out loud once again, very pleased with Jiang Ding’s shock, ”After joining the Cultivation Department at Qianling University, the teachers concocted a whole set of Elixirs to improve my Martial Dao Aptitude.”

”I’m already at the Mid-stage of Eaglet Innate now!”

”Congratulations! Congratulations!”

Jiang Ding offered his congrats.

He knew that his deskmate had always been weak and sickly since childhood, and it was a reluctant decision to give up on cultivation scores in high school; he had always envied his tremendous strength during his martial artist period.

”Mid-stage of Eaglet Innate already, why haven’t you started cultivating any Cultivation Methods?”

As Li Junhao took his seat, he asked curiously.

He admired his scores in culture classes, achieving high grades even without Divine Sense and Inner Energy; logically speaking, he shouldn’t have stayed in the Innate stage for so long.

”What else can I do?”

”I can’t count on scripts, but I’m not content with just Magic-Level Techniques, so I’m thinking of making a push for the ’Classic’ Level Techniques.”

Li Junhao smiled, ”For this, even if it delays me for twenty years, I’m willing.”

”That’s right, it should indeed be like this.”

Jiang Ding responded with solemn respect.

Don’t think that ’Classic’ level is only the bottom for his classmates around him; they are all the few young men and women with innate gifts standing at the pinnacle of Xianmen Sect, naturally reaching heights others can hardly imagine.

He glanced at Jiang Yuan.

”...Congratulations, Junhao bro...”

Jiang Yuan chuckled nervously.

A few more minutes passed.

”Everyone, please take a seat. Our guest has arrived; I’ll go out to meet him.”

Jiang Ding stood up, picking up Jiang Yuan on the way, whose lips were wet from sipping on tea.

The two walked more than a hundred meters away from the entrance of Ling Shan Ju before waiting. Finally, they saw a youth rushing towards them.

The man looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a handsome appearance. However, the worry in his eyebrows was pervasive and lacked the spirited arrogance of youth, which made a poor impression on others.

”Yuanwang cousin! Over here!”

Jiang Yuan jumped up and greeted him familiarly.

During the years she spent studying at the university, she often interacted with this cousin.

”Dari Swordsman!”

Lin Yuanwang’s body shuddered, looking towards the side of Jiang Yuan, somewhat unable to recognize.

This was his first time seeing this famed Sword Dao prodigy of Xianmen Sect, and he could hardly believe it was the same annoying, sulky little brat from his childhood.

Looking carefully.

A youth in blue clothes was standing silently on the side of the road.

His appearance was eternally set at sixteen years old, with an ethereal and distant aura that seemed like he could turn into a breeze and vanish at any moment. When not concealing himself, he stood out in any crowd.

Amidst a crowd, one glance would surely fall on him first; there was no other possibility.

”Yuanwang bro.”

Jiang Ding greeted him with a smile.

Years ago, he owed this cousin a favor; the Qinghua Yunji Elixir had been a great help at the start of his journey.

He might not have said thanks often, but he would not forget.

”It really is you, kid!”

Lin Yuanwang’s hesitation disappeared as he broke into laughter, patting Jiang Ding on the shoulder and giving it a good shake, ”Just now, your presence was so intense that I didn’t dare make a move, afraid that one glance might kill me.”

”Yuanwang bro, you joke.”

Jiang Ding led the guest back to the bamboo building and introduced him to everyone else.

At first, the atmosphere between the two groups was a bit constrained, but it quickly warmed up under the lively voice of Jiang Yuan, who initiated conversations. They laughed and talked, each sharing some interesting anecdotes they had encountered over the years.

This, in turn, made Jiang Ding realize the only positive trait she indeed possessed.

He possessed an introverted personality that was quite different from his own, and it came with a not insignificant social anxiety.

”How is Brother Yuanwang’s academic progress?”

Jiang Ding did not overlook the frustration between his brows when they first met, and asked.

”Not very good.”

Lin Yuanwang said with a bitter smile.

”I’ve encountered many difficulties in changing the cultivation method I’m studying.”

”My Martial Dao aptitude is fairly good, but my comprehension, it seems, is not too sharp. I’ve completely abandoned ’Classic Level Techniques’ then devoted myself to studying ’Magic-Level’ ones. For nine years, I’ve made slow progress and to this day, I still haven’t mastered it.”

He didn’t mention the most basic ’Decisions’.

Aptitude was the Quadruple Spiritual Root brought by Eaglet Innate, and if one were to practice ’Decision’ level techniques, it meant completely giving up on the possibility of foundation building—something no one was willing to accept.

”When it comes to comprehension... indeed, it’s difficult for others to help.”

Jiang Ding frowned.

However confident he was, he would not be arrogant enough to think his teaching abilities could surpass those of the Golden Pill Realm president of Qianling University.

This was a Golden Core Peak Monk with possibly hundreds of years of experience in the field of education, whose teaching abilities undoubtedly surpassed many Nascent Soul Monks.

Lin Yuanwang’s expression darkened.

”However,”

Jiang Ding said slowly, ”I’ve heard of a certain elixir called the Premium Foundation Building Pill, which can raise the success rate of foundation building by forty percent, even for those with the poorest aptitudes.”

”Keep up the effort, Brother Yuanwang,”

Jiang Ding did not make any concrete promises, ”No matter what, there is still a possibility of achieving foundation building. Don’t be disheartened or become pessimistic; no one’s path is completely cut off.”

”Thank you!”

Lin Yuanwang’s eyes lit up.

He felt moved and a little guilty in his heart.

Back when he first entered university, he hardly had any spirit coins in his pocket and his family wasn’t affluent. When his father insisted on getting the Qinghua Yunji Elixir, he had been quite unwilling at first and only reluctantly agreed after much persuasion.

Unexpectedly,

he now effortlessly received a reward that was at least hundreds of times greater!

His old man indeed knew best!

”...Premium Foundation Building Pill...”

Liu Xiaolu showed an expression of utmost envy.

For a Qi Practitioner, there were no words more dazzling or hopeful.

The Xianmen Sect would provide the Three Treasures of Foundation Establishment to university students at the Peak of Qi Practicing: the Baiyun Meridian-nourishing Elixir, the Heaven Spirit Awakening God Elixir, and the Yellow Leaf Gathering Qi Elixir, effective for life.

Together, they could increase the chances of successful foundation building by one and a half percent.

This was a significant difference from the ordinary Foundation Building Pills which only improved the chances by twenty percent, not to mention the Premium Foundation Building Pill.

This type of elixir would not be produced by the Xianmen Sect, as the main ingredients for Foundation Building Pills were more effectively used in Golden Core Monks breaking through minor stages in the Golden Pellet Realm; it was too wasteful to be turned into Foundation Building Pills.

More realistically, those who relied on this minor increase in success rate to achieve foundation building were hardly comparable to the breakthroughs of Golden Pill Monks in minor stages.

As for the truth of the promise...

Nobody would doubt the word of a Top Scholar of the Fairy Door over a mere Premium Foundation Building Pill!

...

After dinner, everyone dispersed.

The siblings walked along a lakeside, one lively and the other tranquil, with extremely different temperaments.

”Little sister, can’t you settle down to study?”

Using a somewhat more formal address, Jiang Ding spoke softly.

”I know that studying well leads to a brighter future.”

Jiang Yuan said with a face as sour as a bitter melon, ”But I really can’t study, big brother, it feels like my head is going to explode just from listening to the lectures every day.”

”But if you don’t build your foundation, your lifespan will only be a mere one hundred and twenty years.”

”That’s enough, more than enough!”

Jiang Yuan said nonchalantly with a bold wave of her hand, as if she had already accepted the cycle of birth and death: ”As long as one enjoys life in its time, what does death matter? To pass away like grandma and grandpa did, content with a life well-lived, is all I ask for.”

Jiang Ding looked at her intently.

He remained silent for a long while.

”If that is what you wish, then so be it.”