Spiritual Power: 37.
What kind of concept was that?
The concept—of an explosion.
As mentioned before, on the day one turned eighteen, if their Spiritual Power reached 20 points, they qualified to enter the Demon Space and obtain a Devil Fruit ability.
Each time, the Tree of Devil Fruits would randomly generate several fruits with different abilities.
According to official statistics:
Those with Spiritual Power between 20 and 25 would, with high probability, obtain relatively ordinary Beast-type or Psychic-type Devil Fruits, and only in extremely rare cases would a Logia-type appear.
Those between 26 and 30 had a one-in-three chance of a Logia-type.
Those between 31 and 35 had a fifty-percent chance.
And once Spiritual Power exceeded 35, it was guaranteed—a Logia-type Devil Fruit would appear.
In general, any Logia-type Devil Fruit user, as long as they did not meet with an accident, could almost certainly reach the Seventh-Tier Venerable Realm.
And what did the Seventh-Tier Venerable Realm mean?
The Governor of the Nanjiang Province, where Zhao Xuan lived, was a Seventh-Tier Venerable.
Under Nanjiang Province were more than thirty to forty cities, with a total population of several hundred million.
That was why Zhong Jianguo and Li Jiangchang were so utterly shocked.
Just as the two stood there in stunned silence, Zhao Xuan, who had waited a long time without hearing a response, couldn't hold back any longer. Taking off his helmet, he asked,
"Old Teacher, how is it?"
Then he saw Zhong Jianguo and Li Jiangchang standing frozen in place.
Zhong Jianguo had clearly not yet recovered from the shock of Zhao Xuan's test result and didn't respond.
Seeing this, Zhao Xuan faintly guessed something, turned around, and glanced at the LCD screen behind him.
"Thirty-seven!!!"
Seeing the number on the screen, Zhao Xuan was instantly ecstatic.
"If nothing goes wrong, I'm guaranteed a Logia-type Devil Fruit! This is basically a god-tier start!"
As joy surged in his chest, Zhao Xuan also felt a bit confused—
Why was his Spiritual Power so high?
"It must be because of the transmigration," he finally concluded after thinking for a long time.
At that moment, Zhong Jianguo, who had been stunned for quite a while, finally reacted.
His movements were wildly exaggerated.
First, he pinched himself hard—so hard that Zhao Xuan could even see him wince in pain and suck in a sharp breath.
Then he hurriedly rubbed his eyes, over and over, making sure he wasn't dreaming or seeing things—only to freeze again.
A few seconds later, he finally snapped out of it.
"Zhao… Zhao Xuan, how about we test it again? The machine might be acting up," Zhong Jianguo said, trembling, his face full of disbelief.
"Alright, Old Teacher."
Zhao Xuan put the helmet back on.
Zhong Jianguo quickly pressed the test button.
A few seconds later—
The screen once again displayed the large number 37.
"This, this, this…"
Zhong Jianguo's face flushed bright red, his words stumbling incoherently.
"Zhao Xuan, wait right here! I need to make a call!"
He whipped out his phone and quickly dialed a number.
"Hello, Principal? This is Zhong Jianguo. Good news—fantastic news! Our Tongcheng First High School School has produced a genius! Spiritual Power test over thirty-five…"
Moments later—
Tap tap tap tap tap!
A flurry of urgent footsteps came from outside the room.
Soon, Zhao Xuan saw nearly the entire school leadership—Principal Jin Xueyang, Vice Principal, and the Head of the Senior Year Department—all rushing in with flushed faces.
Zhong Jianguo quickly went up to greet them, and after a brief exchange, the group approached Zhao Xuan with excitement written all over their faces.
Principal Jin Xueyang smiled warmly. "So this is Student Zhao Xuan? Remarkable—truly remarkable for someone so young."
"Hello, Principal." Zhao Xuan greeted politely, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Student Zhao Xuan," Jin Xueyang said, his gaze sharp, "I've heard your homeroom teacher's report, but hearing is one thing—seeing for oneself is another. If possible, could you take the test once more?"
"No problem." Zhao Xuan was about to put the helmet back on when Jin Xueyang stopped him.
"Wait—use this new-generation sensor helmet instead. The one we've been using is decades old, practically scrap."
He handed Zhao Xuan a brand-new helmet.
"Alright."
Zhao Xuan accepted it, put it on, and began the test.
A few seconds later—
Test complete.
When the number 37 appeared again on the helmet's display, everyone's faces flushed with excitement.
"Excellent, excellent! Student Zhao Xuan," Jin Xueyang said, beaming, "your homeroom teacher mentioned you'll be turning eighteen in a couple of days, right?"
"Yes, Principal," Zhao Xuan nodded.
"These next two days, rest well—don't tire yourself. Here, take these ten Spirit-Nurturing Fruits. Eat two if you feel fatigued."
He handed Zhao Xuan a finely crafted wooden box.
Each Spirit-Nurturing Fruit could nourish Spiritual Power, slightly enhancing it with consumption. Their market price—100,000 yuan apiece.
And now, Jin Xueyang had casually given him ten—a million yuan's worth.
This alone showed how extraordinary Zhao Xuan's potential was—so extraordinary that even the school principal couldn't resist befriending him in advance.
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