Translator: CinderTL
After relaxing his mind and body in the first layer of the illusionary realm, Jiang Ye returned to reality.
It was now the early hours of the following day.
The sky outside the window was beginning to lighten.
"My body..."
The moment he returned to reality, Jiang Ye immediately noticed the difference.
First, his physical strength felt boundless, like an endless tide.
If he were to run ten kilometers in one breath right now, he probably wouldn't even break a sweat.
Jiang Ye looked out the window.
Though it was still dim outside, with a thin morning mist hanging in the air, he could easily see objects two hundred meters away.
Even text a hundred meters away appeared crystal clear to his eyes.
When I reached Perfection in my cultivation method before, my senses were nowhere near this sharp, Jiang Ye thought to himself. My First-Class physique has dramatically enhanced all my fundamental abilities.
But the greatest improvement is probably in my cultivation speed.
Even before, his cultivation speed had already surpassed that of most students in the Elite Class.
Now, as a First-Class mortal body, how much faster would his progress be?
Jiang Ye withdrew his gaze from the window and moved to the center of the room, assuming a boxing stance.
His Star Martial Cultivation Method had reached Perfection, requiring no further practice.
Thus, Jiang Ye began practicing the Eight Trigrams Thunderclap Fist.
"Hoo—"
As Jiang Ye activated the breathing technique, a massive influx of qi surged into his body, coursing through his meridians.
The moment he began practicing the fist technique, he immediately sensed a profound difference.
The Eight Trigrams Thunderclap Fist placed immense emphasis on the manipulation of qi.
By channeling qi, one could unleash the thunderclap sound.
Even when stellar energy was later introduced, qi would still serve as the catalyst.
Previously, less than one percent of the qi Jiang Ye inhaled could be absorbed into his meridians and utilized.
Now, at least ten percent of the qi was being integrated into his meridians.
To put it bluntly, his efficiency in cultivating this mid-grade yellow tier Art Technique had increased tenfold!
Of course, the actual improvement might not be as dramatic as tenfold, but there's no doubt it far surpasses his previous progress.
"So comfortable," Jiang Ye murmured.
He had never felt cultivation could be so effortless and enjoyable.
He continued to practice the Art Technique, throwing punches with unwavering focus, completely lost in the moment.
Before he knew it, several hours had passed.
"Brother! Come eat!"
Xiao Jiang Ting's crisp voice rang out from beyond the door, finally snapping Jiang Ye out of his trance.
"Coming!" he called back.
He exhaled deeply.
"Hah~"
"That was exhilarating!"
Jiang Ye glanced at his bare upper body and couldn't help but grin.
A First-Class physique truly made cultivation feel effortless!
Gone was the sluggishness he had experienced before. Every key point flowed seamlessly, like a clear mountain stream merging into a vast river, flowing unimpeded toward the sea.
"What kind of miserable life was I living before?" Jiang Ye shook his head with a wry smile, then turned his attention to the system interface.
[Low-Martial Achievement System
[Physique: Mortal Body (Upper A-tier)]
[Innate Talent: Primitive]
[Cultivation Techniques]
[Star Martial Cultivation Method: Perfection]
[Eight Trigrams Thunderclap Fist: Entry (98%)]
[Achievements]
[Martial Arts Grandmaster, Patriarch's Friend, Martial Dao Grandmaster, Beauty's Inquiry, Wind-Listening Ear, Swiftwind Step, Holy Maiden as Servant, Ancestral Master's Feeding, Limitless Grandmaster, Find Joy in Suffering]
[Martial Dao Heavenly Ladder]
[Second Layer]
"98%?!"
Jiang Ye was ecstatic. In just a few hours, he had improved by nearly 10%!
He hadn't made such progress in the entire past week combined.
Although he had primarily focused on his cultivation method during that time, he still occasionally practiced his fist techniques.
To achieve such a significant improvement in just a few hours was almost unbelievable.
This was a mid-grade yellow tier Art Technique, even more challenging to cultivate than the Star Martial Cultivation Method.
"Top-Tier A... this is what Top-Tier A feels like!"
"Hahaha!"
Jiang Ye couldn't help but laugh heartily from the depths of his soul.
It felt as if all the hardships he had endured were finally worth it.
All those bitter tears of the past have been exchanged for a moment worth a thousand gold!
What a rush!
He wiped the sweat from his body, put on a shirt, and stepped out of his room.
In the living room, the family of four was gathered around the breakfast table.
"Xiao Ye," Jiang Dahai said with a smile, noticing Jiang Ye's radiant expression. "What wonderful dream did you have? You look so cheerful this morning!"
Jiang Ye cleared his throat and said, "Mom, Dad, I forgot to tell you—I've been accepted into the Elite Class."
He had been too busy striving for Perfection these past few days to share the news with his parents.
"What? The Elite Class?"
Jiang Dahai and Li Anping exchanged surprised glances before their faces lit up with astonishment.
"I thought the requirements for transferring to the Elite Class were extremely strict?" Jiang Dahai asked, puzzled.
Jiang Ye nodded, smiling. "They are. You have to achieve Perfection in your cultivation method to qualify."
The couple's shock deepened.
"Xiao Ye, you... you've already reached Perfection in your cultivation method?!" Jiang Dahai's eyes widened like copper bells.
He remembered achieving Perfection himself only around the time he graduated from university.
Yet Jiang Ye was still in his final year of high school!
Could innate talent really make such a difference?
"Xiao Ye," Jiang Dahai's voice trembled slightly as he looked at Jiang Ye. "Do you think you might have a chance to get into the twenty-five school alliance?"
The twenty-five school alliance.
For ordinary people, it was a distant, almost mythical concept.
Given Jiang Ye's background—primitive innate talent and a poverty-stricken family—there was absolutely no hope of him ever passing the entrance exam.
Yet now, Jiang Dahai saw a glimmer of hope.
Under his adoptive father's fervent gaze, Jiang Ye nodded.
"My goal has always been the twenty-five school alliance," Jiang Ye said solemnly.
And even that wasn't the limit of his ambition.
"Good!"
Jiang Dahai paused, then nodded vigorously.
"Xiao Ye, your ambition is commendable. Your parents will support you unconditionally!"
He added firmly, "Just focus on your training. If you need anything, just tell us."
Jiang Ye felt a warmth in his heart.
But he also knew that his parents' current wages could barely cover his martial dao training.
He would have to rely on his own efforts to succeed.
"Cultivating martial arts is a rich man's game," he thought. "It's never been something a poor family can afford."
"Everything hinges on the cosmic tempering at the end of the month," Jiang Ye muttered to himself.
He had already registered at school for the event.
Chen Zilu had mentioned he had one free opportunity.
This was Jiang Ye's only chance to participate in the cosmic tempering for free.
Enrolling again would cost tens of thousands of yuan.
Therefore, this opportunity was crucial, and he had to give it his all to improve himself.
"In my last exam, my total score across the four martial dao disciplines was only 520, ranking me 89th in the grade."
"With just half a year until the College Entrance Examination, even if I can't reach the 900-point standard of the ten great schools, I must strive to get as close as possible."
Half a year to improve by nearly 400 points.
Could he win?
Faced with such a daunting gap, anyone would feel despair.
Previously, Jiang Ye had no confidence whatsoever.
But now, as an Upper A-tier mortal body, enhanced by numerous buffs, he felt a glimmer of hope against this seemingly impossible challenge.
(End of the Chapter)
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