[Acceleration LV10: Permanently increases cultivation speed by 10×]
As expected, the level cap for Acceleration was also ten.
With the final remaining skill point, Lan Tianyu added it back to Angel's Blessing.
Thus, all 20 skill points were fully allocated.
Any new skill points would have to be earned through his own effort.
If this were truly a game-like profession, defeating monsters and leveling up would grant skill points.
But this was reality.
Fighting monsters was obviously impossible.
That left only one option—leveling up.
According to the profession panel, every time his base combat power index increased by 1,000 points, he would gain 1 skill point.
The requirement wasn't too harsh.
With his previous cultivation speed, however, it would take at least a month to gain a single point.
Now that Acceleration permanently increased his cultivation speed by ten times, that time could be shortened to around three days.
"Not slow, but not exactly fast either. Still, it's acceptable."
Lan Tianyu nodded slightly as his consciousness withdrew from the profession panel.
He didn't bother testing the remaining skills.
Their effects were already clearly described.
If he ever needed them, he could simply allocate points then.
"Next, let's see just how satisfying this tenfold cultivation speed really is."
Lan Tianyu sat cross-legged again, sinking his mind into his dantian.
His family's internal cultivation technique began circulating with unprecedented smoothness and efficiency.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed drawn by an invisible force, turning into faint visible specks of light that poured wildly into his body.
The next morning.
The first rays of dawn pierced through the thin mist, draping the quiet villa in golden threads.
After cultivating all night, Lan Tianyu slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he did was check the system panel.
[Combat Power Index: 20720]
"About eight hours of cultivation overnight increased my combat power by 120 points. The tenfold speed really has no discount."
Lan Tianyu couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
His eyes sparkled with excitement.
He remembered clearly that before gaining Acceleration, a full night of hard cultivation would at most increase his combat power by 12 points.
"System products truly live up to their reputation."
Lan Tianyu sighed inwardly.
But when he noticed the single-digit luck value, his expression immediately collapsed.
If he wanted to fish the heavens again, he would need to wait another six or seven days.
Unless he could further increase the favorability of existing characters or discover new protagonists, the speed of collecting luck would remain unchanged.
Over the past six days, he hadn't been idle.
Yet the favorability levels of those people hadn't budged at all.
As for new protagonists…
Even though the Lan Group had sent many people searching, there was still no news of characters like Lei Ting.
Finding them was like searching for a needle in the ocean.
Whether they would be found depended entirely on luck.
"Forget it. No point thinking too much."
"When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally find its way."
Lan Tianyu dismissed the thought.
With a teleport, he arrived in the bathroom and began his morning routine.
If he remembered correctly, he had two P.E. classes this afternoon.
Since he had become a teacher of Ultimate Class, he would naturally take responsibility for the role.
However, ordinary training meant little for students who possessed combat power indexes.
It was basically just stretching for them.
If he wanted real results, he absolutely couldn't follow ordinary teaching methods.
Either increase the training volume—
Or raise the intensity.
"Kids choose one. Adults take both."
"High intensity and high frequency training—only then will their strength improve."
Lan Tianyu wiped his face with a towel, a slightly wicked smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Dining hall.
Morning sunlight streamed through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, coating the luxurious long dining table in a warm golden glow.
Crystal chandeliers refracted brilliant light, illuminating the fine porcelain tableware and silver utensils.
Lan Tianyu sat on one side of the table, with his parents seated nearby.
The atmosphere was warm.
Their conversation mostly revolved around company matters and Lan Tianyu's work at school.
Just then—
The side door of the dining hall opened silently.
An elderly man in a butler's uniform, his expression solemn, walked in while holding a rosewood tray with both hands.
On the tray rested a white porcelain bowl.
Thin steam curled from its rim.
A rich medicinal fragrance filled with the essence of herbs instantly spread throughout the dining hall.
It even overwhelmed the aroma of the food.
The old butler walked steadily to Lan Tianyu's side and bowed slightly.
"Young Master, this is the Eight-Treasure Soup the Master prepared for you. Please enjoy."
Hearing this, Lan Tianyu set down his knife and fork and looked toward the porcelain bowl.
Inside was a thick amber-colored broth, almost as viscous as honey.
Just one breath of its fragrance caused the internal energy in his dantian to stir slightly, like a drought-stricken land receiving rain.
"Thank you, Uncle Fu."
Lan Tianyu accepted the bowl solemnly.
He knew exactly how precious this soup was.
The Lan Group had mobilized its global network, spending nearly a year exploring remote and dangerous regions.
They had spent tens of millions just to gather the ingredients for this single bowl.
Lan Tianyu inhaled the aroma carefully, instantly identifying the ingredients.
"Ginseng… Lingzhi… Snow lotus…"
No wonder it was called Eight-Treasure Soup.
It contained eight rare medicinal herbs.
And each one had to be at least a hundred years old.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to brew such a concentrated medicinal dish.
In this era of declining spiritual energy, being able to drink such a powerful tonic was already extremely rare.
"Drink it while it's hot, Tianyu."
"Your father and I worked very hard to get this. It will definitely help your strength improve further."
Wei Qingxia urged him, her eyes full of anticipation.
Lan Wenhua also set down his utensils and looked at his son.
Although he said nothing, the deep concern and support in his eyes were unmistakable.
Lan Tianyu no longer hesitated.
He lifted the bowl.
The temperature was just right.
Tilting his head back, he drank the thick medicinal liquid in one gulp.
Boom!
The moment the broth entered his stomach—
It felt as if a miniature sun had exploded within his body.
An unimaginable surge of medicinal power burst forth like a collapsing dam, rushing through his limbs and bones.
Violent.
Pure.
Burning hot.
If his combat power hadn't already surpassed 20,000, and if his meridians weren't far tougher than those of ordinary people, that single surge might have seriously injured him.
"Dad, Mom—I'm going back to refine the medicinal power!"
Lan Tianyu's face instantly turned red, veins bulging on his forehead.
After throwing out those words, his figure vanished from the dining hall like the wind.
Only Wei Qingxia's worried gaze and Lan Wenhua's steady expression remained behind.
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