Chapter 96: The Heads of the Top Ten Academies Arrive Together, Overseas Elite Schools Have Also Come!
The old president of Jiuli University has indeed been retired for eight years.
In all these years, he rarely appeared in public, and even Jiuli University itself might not be able to invite him for its own celebrations.
But this time, for Lin Chuan, he personally came to Haicheng.
Ning Zhaoyue helped the old man into the Lin family residence, and the head of the First War Academy and the president of Longdu Martial Arts University also entered the door together.
The three people responsible for the special recruitment last time were now honestly following behind their respective presidents.
The last time they came to Haicheng, they could at least sit at the table and haggle over conditions with Lin Chuan.
Today, the three of them didn't even have the qualification to speak proactively.
As soon as the head of the First War Academy entered the living room, he spotted Pei Wubing sitting nearby.
"Old Pei, you hid such a big matter as taking on a disciple so tightly."
Pei Wubing grinned with delight.
"My disciple has ability; do I need to notify each of you one by one?"
"Last time you just dispatched a recruiter over with a pittance, thinking you could snatch an Imperial-grade Genius. Now you know to be anxious?"
The head of the First War Academy couldn't be bothered with his smugness and looked straight at Lin Chuan.
"The previous conditions are all void, let's renegotiate."
The president of Longdu Martial Arts University also spoke up.
"Precisely, we share the same intention."
Ning Zhaoyue helped the old man sit down and added an explanation along the way.
"The head of Jiuli is dealing with space rifts overseas, and the earliest he can rush back is tomorrow."
"The university can't wait, so we could only invite the old president out of retirement first. He holds the highest authorization in his hands, and the conditions Jiuli can offer can be settled by him on the spot."
Lin Chuan glanced at the old man.
"Giving my buddy such face, just to recruit me, you invited out the old president who has been retired for eight years?"
The old man gave Ning Zhaoyue an annoyed glare.
"These youngsters took turns calling me a dozen times last night. If I didn't come, I wouldn't be able to close my eyes tonight."
"However—SSS-Rank Talent, a Martial Artist in Realmbeheading a Tier 4 Celestial Demon, killing a Level 5 Grandmaster with a single finger. For a seedling like this, this trip was worth it."
Just as the head of the First War Academy was about to pull out the prepared documents, another person rushed in from outside the door.
"Young Master, the people from Kunlun Academy have arrived!"
Before the words faded, a second person also shouted.
"The motorcade of Northern Border War University has entered the courtyard!"
"Canghai Martial Arts Academy has also come!"
Before the people from the first three universities could warm their seats, the other seven top Chinese academies poured into the Lin family residence one after another.
The originally spacious courtyard couldn't find a single parking space in the blink of an eye.
The Lin family had no choice but to open the side door and arrange the later-arriving motorcade to the adjacent open space.
The reporters at the entrance were so busy they didn't even have time to drink a sip of water.
"The current head of Kunlun Academy!"
"Northern Border War University is also led personally by its head!"
"The one who came from Canghai Martial Arts Academy is the first vice head in charge of resources and Secret Realms, and he is still clutching the school's full authorization letter!"
When the people from all ten universities entered the door, the reporters outside counted again.
Seven current heads arrived in person!
The heads of two academies couldn't make it in time and dispatched vice heads holding full authorization.
As for the last one, Jiuli University, it simply hauled out the old president who had been retired for eight years.
Such a formation had never been seen before in the past.
In the live stream room, netizen viewers were also dumbfounded from counting.
"The head of the First War Academy, the president of Longdu Martial Arts University, the head of Kunlun... Is this a university enrollment? Why does it look like a meeting of Martial Kings to me?"
"My cousin has A-Rank Talent, and the person who came was an ordinary recruitment teacher, yet my family set up three tables of banquets."
"An S-Rank Genius can usually alarm the academy president into making a personal phone call. Here at Lin Chuan's place, presidents aren't even qualified for a seat; a whole row of heads came directly!"
"There's no help for it, with Imperial-grade potential plus the combat record of a Martial Artist slaying a Grandmaster, who would have the nerve to put ordinary conditions on the table."
Lin He stood at the stairway, and upon hearing that all the top ten academies had arrived, he quickly straightened his collar.
His little thoughts became active again.
Lin Chuan was only one person, and in the end, he would at most pick one school.
The remaining nine couldn't possibly have made a wasted trip, right?
He was, after all, an S-Rank Six-Color Ancient Thunder, and the second place in the Dongzhou college entrance examination.
Not comparing with Lin Chuan, in past years, he would still be the prized commodity that all major academies fought over.
A vice head who had just entered the door happened to stop in front of him.
Lin He quickly straightened his back, just about to open his mouth to introduce himself, when the other party stuffed a document over first.
"Young classmate, where is Lin Chuan? Could you please hand this information to him."
The smile on Lin He's face froze on the spot.
"I... I am Lin He."
The other party was stunned for a moment.
"Oh, the second place in Dongzhou, the grades are pretty good too."
After saying that, he pulled the document back from Lin He's hand and turned to walk towards Lin Chuan in the living room.
Grades are pretty good too.
Just such a dry sentence.
Lin He stood frozen in place, his heart dripping blood with hatred.
No matter what, he was also S-Rank, and the second place in the college entrance examination!
Placed in past years, he would have received some attention.
Now the rulers of the top ten academies had all arrived in unison, yet not a single person was willing to waste an extra second on him.
Lin Nan was also unwilling to be left hanging like this.
He took the initiative to greet the president of Longdu Martial Arts University.
"Hello, I am Lin Chuan's father, Lin Nan."
"Mr. Lin, hello."
The Longdu president gave him a perfunctory handshake.
"Let's talk about things later. If I don't hurry up, Lin Chuanwill be snatched away by someone else."
Lin Nan's expression stiffened.
"This... Wish you good luck."
The Longdu president let go of his hand and walked straight past him.
Lin Nan had originally thought of using a father's identity to chime in a few words at the negotiation table.
But these people were as clear as a mirror in their hearts—he couldn't make any decisions for Lin Chuan at all.
The chairs in the living room were not enough to sit on.
Lin Xiuxiu called out to people to move another batch over from the dining room.
When passing by Lin Chuan, she deliberately lowered her voice to give a hint.
"Don't rush to nod, listen to a few more."
"Third Sister, not bad, you're so good at doing business."
"I'm not stupid. For something everyone is fighting over, of course I should listen more to the conditions they offer."
After dropping these words, Lin Xiuxiu happily went to move chairs again.
Gu Shanhe fetched a new registration ledger.
Money, potions, cultivation technique, Secret Realm, mentors—later on, whatever each family brings out must be recorded clearly one by one.
Pei Wubing simply sat down next to Lin Chuan.
"Since everyone is here, let's start talking. But let's get the ugly words out first—one by one."
"Nobody is allowed to use their school's brand to pressure my disciple. If the conditions are not up to par, the ten of you glaring at me together will still be useless."
The people from the top ten academies turned green in the face listening to this.
This old fellow claimed to be setting rules with his mouth, but on that face, he practically had the five characters 'My disciple is awesome' carved out!
Just as the head of the First War Academy was about to speak, a roar suddenly came from above the Lin family residence.
Three aircraft pierced through the clouds and landed successively nearby.
The Lin family courtyard could no longer hold any parking, so they could only land on the square outside.
The cabin doors opened, and several blond-haired and blue-eyed men and women filed out.
Soon someone in the live stream room recognized the school emblem on the fuselage.
"Federal Central Martial Arts University!"
"And Holy Mountain War Academy, Royal Extraordinary University, all of them top-tier prestigious schools in the global top ten!"
Among the three overseas elite schools, the lowest-ranking personnel who came were vice presidents.
Among them, for Federal Central Martial Arts University, which ranked fourth globally, the one who came was the executive vice president in charge of cultivation resources.
He was also clutching the highest authorization given by the board of directors.
The three of them entered the living room, and seeing that the heads of China's top ten academies were all present, their steps did not pause for a single bit.
The vice president of Federal Central Martial Arts University sat down directly opposite Lin Chuan.
"Student Lin Chuan, we traveled across half the earth to rush over here, and we didn't plan to go back empty-handed."
He glanced at the house full of people from the top ten academies with an expression of certainty.
"No matter what conditions the schools present today offer, we can add another notch on top of it."
"The highest treatment you can finally get will definitely come from our Federal Central Martial Arts University."
The head of the First War Academy sneered on the spot.
"What a braggart! Higher than all of us? Then let's compare!"
The president of Longdu Martial Arts University waved his hand and had someone close the door of the reception room.
"Since everyone is here, nobody should hide anything."
"The conditions that can truly be brought out, lay them all on the table."
Gu Shanhe sat down at the table and opened the brand-new registration ledger.
The head-level figures of the top ten academies and the vice presidents of the three overseas elite schools all looked toward Lin Chuan in unison.
Lin Chuan leaned back against the back of the chair.
"Fine."
"The first family, who goes first?"
Chapter 97: Scoring on the Spot, Top Universities Fight Like Crazy
"I'll go first."
The First War Academy Master slapped the documents onto the table.
"Two billion as an enrollment reward, sign the special recruitment confirmation, and it can be credited today. The potions for four years of cultivation will be calculated separately and won't be deducted from this two billion."
Before the voice had even faded, the hand of the Longdu Martial Arts University President had already stretched out.
"We offer 2.5 billion, and the potions will likewise be calculated separately."
"Can't you wait for me to finish speaking?"
"If I wait for you to finish, he'll already be led away by you, what the hell is there left for me to say?"
The Vice President of Federal Central Martial Arts University smiled and took over the conversation.
"Three billion."
He pushed the document in front of Lin Chuan.
"Uniformly settled in Great Xia currency. Student Lin Chuan, what I said just now wasn't said casually—what we give will definitely be the highest."
Lin Chuan looked at the three documents in front of him and almost couldn't keep a straight face.
In the morning, the Tianhe Consortium offered two billion, which required him to sell his life for ten years.
Now his butt hadn't even warmed up yet, and the enrollment reward had skyrocketed to three billion.
Those bastards were indeed treating him like a kid and fooling him!
In the corner of the reception room, a camera left behind with Lin Chuan's consent was transmitting the footage outward.
The reporters gathered around the synchronization screen, forgetting even to ask questions.
Three billion!
This is just the beginning!
"Please also listen to the conditions of our Kunlun Academy, Student Lin Chuan."
"Put the money aside for now. Regarding the battlefield resources of the Northern Border, which of you can compare?"
"Talked as if only you guys can enter the battlefield!"
All thirteen schools were busy.
Gu Shanhe had just finished recording the three billion when two more potion lists were shoved over from the side. Before he could turn to the next page and write two strokes, the previous school changed its mind again.
Pei Wubing watched this and shook his head repeatedly, raising his hand to knock on the table twice.
"Everyone stop for a moment. With you all making such a fuss, you won't even remember who gave what in the end."
"Divided into three rounds. First round: money and potions; second round: mentors, weapons, and Secret Realm; third round: cultivation technique and other benefits."
He summoned Lin Xiuxiu and Gu Shanhe to his side.
"The three of us will grade you, ten points each, with a maximum of thirty points per round. Lin Chuan, just look at the scores and the items and choose for yourself."
Lin Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment.
"I'm grading too? I haven't been to a single one of those Secret Realms."
"It's enough that I understand. Keep a close eye on it for your younger brother—when the items arrive, don't let them say next semester when school starts, and then say 'almost there, almost there' next semester."
"I'm good at this!"
Lin Xiuxiu sat down immediately and conveniently grabbed an extra pen.
Gu Shanhe was responsible for verifying the quantity and the actual share that could be obtained, while Pei Wubinglooked at whether these items were actually useful to Lin Chuan.
The three people lined up horizontally, with several pieces of blank paper placed in front of each of them.
The First War Academy Master was amused.
"Old Pei, we ran all the way here, and now we still have to let you grade us as passing or failing?"
"Not happy? Then go back right now."
"Who says I'm not happy! Hurry up, look at our list first."
The Master directly slapped the list in front of Pei Wubing.
If he left, that would truly be crazy. The moment he stepped out, the other twelve schools could immediately help him close the door tightly!
First War Academy—two billion in cash, plus potions supplied according to the Realm for four years.
After reading the list, the three of them raised their paper in unison.
Nine points, nine points, nine points.
Twenty-seven!
Longdu Martial Arts University had more abundant funds, and prepared an extra batch of Mental Strength-type potions for the first year, resulting in a total score of twenty-eight.
When it was the turn of the Federal Central Martial Arts University, the Vice President added another box of Tier 5 Soul-Nourishing potion usage quota—as soon as Lin Chuan reached the Realm, he could claim it at any time.
Pei Wubing and Gu Shanhe both gave ten points.
However, Lin Xiuxiu pinched the paper without moving and asked:
"Are these Tier 4 potions also given today?"
"The cash arrives today, and Tier 4 ones are collected when school starts. As for Tier 5, when Student Lin Chuan can use them..."
"Then I'll give nine points."
Lin Xiuxiu crossed out the written "ten" and rewrote a "nine".
"My younger brother is going to cultivation in these few days, and he still has to pay out of his own pocket to buy a batch first. We can't just sit around waiting for you to distribute them when school starts."
The Vice President glanced at the two ten-point papers next to him, and then looked at her nine-point paper.
Totaling twenty-nine, it was already the highest in the entire room.
Yet it happened to be stuck on this single point!
"Transportation can be adjusted."
He immediately turned to the staff behind him.
"The Tier 4 potions will leave the warehouse today and be delivered to Haicheng tomorrow. Write it into the confirmation, no need to wait for the start of school."
Hearing this, Lin Xiuxiu flipped the piece of paper over and put her pen down again—ten points.
"Then there's no problem."
The Vice President nodded in satisfaction.
The Longdu Martial Arts University President on the side had already dragged over his own admissions person in charge.
"Where are our potions? How soon can they be delivered?"
"Originally scheduled for the start of school..."
"Change it! Everyone is right here, what are the potions still waiting at the school for?"
The live broadcast room completely exploded.
"Holy shit, Third Sister crossed out a point, and the potions are delivered a month early!"
"When I take the college entrance exam, I wait for the school to grade me. When Lin Chuan takes the college entrance exam, the presidents line up and wait for his family members to grade them!"
"Is anyone keeping score? I missed two schools, what is Jiuli at now?"
"Twenty-eight! Old Principal, you should add some points, stop just staring blankly!"
People who originally only came to watch the commotion pulled out their calculators one after another, calculating scores for the universities they favored.
The Northern Border War University Master stared at his twenty-six points and could no longer sit still.
"Old Pei, where are these potions of mine lacking? They are all Tier 5, and you only give eight points?"
"The grade is indeed not low. But look at the attributes—eight out of ten are Ice-type. Are you preparing this for Lin Chuan, or did you just casually grab this year's admissions list?"
That Master turned his head to look at his assistant.
The assistant hurriedly handed over another list.
"Thunder-type can be swapped, and there are Mental Strength-type ones over here."
"Then swap them! Are you keeping them for yourself to drink?"
Lin Chuan listened from the side and couldn't help laughing.
At first, several Masters thought that grading was nonsense, but by now they were each more serious than the last.
The first few pages of Gu Shanhe's registration book had been modified beyond recognition.
As soon as the second round began, the First War Academy Master stood up directly.
"Three quotas for core battlefield Secret Realms every year, directly assigned to Lin Chuan's name. When entering, there will be someone leading the team exclusively, and everything obtained belongs entirely to himself."
"In addition, regarding the Martial Dao aspect, I will personally guide him."
This time, Pei Wubing nodded.
"This works. Those core Secret Realms of yours indeed have good stuff."
"You finally said something human."
As soon as the Master sat down, the Longdu Martial Arts University President unfolded a blueprint.
"Tier 5 Spirit Reader weapon, customized according to Lin Chuan's own feel. materials and forging, we'll cover it all."
"His current seven blades can be used to make do for now; once his Mental Strength goes up further, he can directly replace them with a full set."
Lin Chuan looked at the blueprint and was indeed somewhat tempted.
A Tier 5 Spirit Reader weapon was a full grade higher than the Tier 4 promised by the Provincial Weaponry Corporation.
The Old Principal of Jiuli had been sitting without moving, and only then put down the teacup in his hand.
"Thunder-type Martial Dao, Poison-type Martial Dao, and Spirit Reader—three directions, each equipped with a dedicated mentor. No one should even think of making Lin Chuan abandon the other two doors just to learn their own."
He looked at Lin Chuan.
"If you want to cultivation them together, Jiuli will teach them together. The Soul Pool will be opened for you for three days every month, and an exclusive Cultivation field will be additionally provided, usable for all three attributes."
Pei Wubing raised his eyelids.
"Three days in the Soul Pool? When your deans submit applications, they have to fight tooth and nail just to get a single day approved."
"That's why I came personally. If it were anyone else, it truly wouldn't get approved."
Lin Xiuxiu immediately pressed on when it could be used.
"Once admitted, whichever day he arrives at the school, it will be arranged on that day."
Gu Shanhe lowered his head to record it.
In this round, the three pieces of paper were raised together.
All ten points!
Jiuli directly took the maximum in the second round, catching up with the score gap that had been pulled apart earlier in one go.
Ning Zhaoyue also breathed a sigh of relief.
This trip by the Old Principal had truly figured out everything Lin Chuan needed.
However, Lin Chuan's gaze had already fallen onto the remaining documents on the table.
"What about the cultivation technique? Can it be Cultivated all the way up, and can it accommodate different attributes? Is there any?"
Potions, money, weapons—he wasn't lacking any of them right now. The rebates stored in the System were still rising; what he lacked was a fundamental cultivation technique that suited his hands.
The First War Academy Master immediately flipped to the last page.
"A complete S-rank cultivation technique, plus three Martial Techniques of the same level. You pick from the academy's Inheritance vault, and we'll help you choose the most suitable one."
"We have it too."
The Vice President of Federal Central Martial Arts University spoke up as well.
"In addition to the S-rank cultivation technique and supporting Martial Techniques, you can also apply for a dedicated Cultivation guidance team."
After several schools finished reporting one after another, the Old Principal of Jiuli suddenly reached out and took a black Inheritance box from beside him.
Seeing that box, Ning Zhaoyue's expression completely changed.
The Old Principal placed it on the table and pushed it in front of Lin Chuan.
"SS-rank, "Jiuli Guiyuan Classic". From Martial Master to Great Grandmaster, the complete Inheritance—I brought it for you today."
Chapter 98: Lin Chuan's Final Choice!
Pei Wubing dropped the scoring sheet in his hand.
He looked at the Inheritance box, and then at the Old Principal of Jiuli.
"You brought the whole thing here? Don't tell me there's only the Martial Master section inside."
"Take a look for yourself."
The Old Principal opened the box and handed over the cultivation authorization and Inheritance credentials together.
Pei Wubing took it, swept it with his Mental Strength, and immediately sat up straight.
Martial Master section, Grandmaster section, Great Grandmaster section—all present!
It can be cultivated all the way to the Ninth Stage of Great Grandmaster!
"It really is complete."
As soon as those words came out, the gazes of several academy Shifus nearby all gathered in a flash.
There are only a few complete SS-Rank cultivation techniques in the entire Daxia. Every family guards such things more tightly than their lives. Even after entering a school, one's identity and contributions must both be qualified before having the opportunity to apply for the subsequent sections.
Lin Chuan hasn't even enrolled yet, and Jiuli brought the entire thing over!
Seeing Lin Chuan staring at the soul crystal, the Old Principal simply laid his cards on the table:
"The Jiuli Guiyuan Scripture can accommodate Qi and blood of different attributes. You possess both thunder-type and poison-type talents; using it as a foundation allows you to cultivation both."
"What I am giving you is complete cultivation authorization. Confirm your enrollment today, receive the Inheritancetoday, and you won't need to exchange credits for the subsequent sections."
"Once your cultivation level reaches the requirement, cultivation them directly."
Hearing this, Lin Chuan was truly tempted.
The rebates in the System had piled up into a huge stack, so much so that he didn't even dare to claim them. As long as there was a suitable cultivation technique, these accumulations could instantly transform into solid combat power.
This old man from Jiuli sent things right to his taste!
Pei Wubing picked up his pen and wrote a ten on the paper.
After asking clearly that the Inheritance could be received on the same day, Lin Xiuxiu likewise gave a ten.
Gu Shanhe raised his paddle last.
Still a ten!
A row of question marks swept across the livestream chat.
"Another thirty points? The S-Rank cultivation techniques from the previous few didn't get this kind of treatment!"
"How much is this book actually worth? Could it be more expensive than three billion?"
"Take three billion and ask around, which family would be willing to sell you a complete SS-Rank cultivation technique!"
The chairman of the Provincial Pharmacy Group outside the door had already taken out his phone, preparing to send a message to the group.
The quota reserved for Lin Chuan had to be increased further. Jiuli was even willing to pull out such a bottom-box trump card, what were they hesitating for?
But the First War Academy Master couldn't sit still anymore.
"Four billion!"
He crossed out the original two billion with a single stroke.
"All previous treatments will be retained, plus two rare Secret Realm quotas. My cultivation notes accumulated over the years will also be given to you."
Before Lin Chuan could reply, the Vice President of Federal Central Martial Arts University moved forward a bit.
"Four point five billion, plus opening the highest-level core resource quota."
The staff member behind him leaned in and lowered his voice to remind him:
"Vice President, going any higher means we have to contact the Board of Directors."
"Then contact them now."
The Vice President didn't even look back, his eyes still fixed on Lin Chuan.
Before coming, he had talked big. If even the offered treatment was suppressed by Jiuli and he returned to the school empty-handed, how could he explain to the Board of Directors?
The Old Principal of Jiuli simply made a decisive decision.
"Five billion. Potions, soul pools, mentors, cultivation grounds—everything mentioned earlier is retained. This SS-Rank cultivation technique is given additionally."
Ning Zhaoyue hurriedly grabbed his arm.
"Old Principal, this has already reached our maximum quota this time."
"Isn't the quota approved so people can use it? If it's not enough, should we save it for them to laugh at us?"
After saying that, the Old Principal pointed at the registration ledger in front of Gu Shanhe.
"Trouble you to modify it for us."
Gu Shanhe had just finished recording four point five billion, and hurriedly flipped back.
Lin Xiuxiu re-verified the potions and arrival time, writing down the latest score.
Round one thirty, round two thirty, round three still thirty.
Jiuli, ninety points!
It has already suppressed all the schools present!
Over on the federal side, they were still waiting for a reply from the Board of Directors, but the First War Academy Master was already locking horns with the Old Principal of Jiuli.
"You've been retired for eight years, yet you don't feel a shred of heartache when spending the school's money!"
"I do feel heartache, which is why I must bring the person back even more. If you are reluctant to shell out the money, you might as well cede him to me."
"Who is reluctant? Lin Chuan, I personally still have a batch of thunder-type materials withheld, I can give them to you together!"
"As if only you have them? I still have soul-nurturing Spirit Herb stored at home!"
The two of them spoke more and more anxiously, arguing all the way from the school's treasury to their own private storehouses.
Lin Chuan turned his head to glance at Pei Wubing.
"Shifu, why don't you let them drink some water to calm down? I want to squeeze in a word, but I can't get a single one in."
Holding back a laugh, Pei Wubing was just about to speak when the Old Principal turned his head back.
Seeing that Lin Chuan still hadn't relented, he thought of another matter.
"Right, my granddaughter is about your age, and she looks amazing!"
Ning Zhaoyue grabbed his sleeve in a flash.
"Old Principal! We're recruiting students! What are you doing!"
The reception room suddenly went silent.
Pei Wubing finally couldn't hold it in anymore, slapping his thigh and laughing out loud.
"Very good, you old fellow! You want to recruit a student, and you also want to recruit a grandson-in-law along the way; you want all the advantages in this world to go to you?"
Lin Xiuxiu's pen stopped mid-air.
"This item... I really can't score it."
"Who asked you to score it!"
The Old Principal also came back to his senses and waved his hands repeatedly.
"I'm saying young people can get to know each other first! I didn't say anything has to happen, what are you all panicking for!"
Ning Zhaoyue glanced at the camera in the corner.
It's over.
By now, his granddaughter probably knows too.
The barrage in the livestream was already moving too fast to see clearly.
"More money in the front, more cultivation techniques in the back, and now even the granddaughter is being added in!"
"Third Sister: This item cannot be inspected, leave the score blank for now!"
"Old Principal, hurry and check your phone, your granddaughter's call is most likely coming in!"
Lin Chuan had also laughed enough, and took the finally verified conditions from Gu Shanhe's hands.
Five billion reward, complete SS-Rank cultivation technique, joint cultivation across three routes. Coupled with Ning Zhaoyue's previous care, he did feel more at ease with Jiuli.
"I choose Jiuli University."
The Old Principal immediately sat up straight.
"Settled?"
"Settled. But let's just go with what's on the paper, put your granddaughter's matter aside for now."
"Good, good, good, sign first!"
The Old Principal directly handed over the special recruitment confirmation form.
The Vice President of Federal Central Martial Arts University wanted to say something more, but Lin Chuanhad already picked up his pen and signed his name.
Jiuli University, special recruitment admission for the top scholar of Dongzhou Province.
Confirmation successful!
Watching the admission information pass, Ning Zhaoyuefinally smiled.
"Welcome, student Lin Chuan."
The Old Principal was even more straightforward, instantly unlocking the permissions of the Inheritance box and handing the soul crystal into Lin Chuan's hands.
Lin Chuan pressed his fingers onto the soul crystal, and one Qi and blood circulation diagram after another poured into his Sea of Consciousness.
Martial Master section, Grandmaster section, Great Grandmaster section.
The complete Jiuli Guiyuan Scripture was completely in hand!
He only received the Inheritance and temporarily did not run it. When it quieted down at night, he would claim the accumulated rebates and just happen to test them out with this cultivation technique.
The staff began processing the reward transfer, and Gu Shanhe confirmed the delivery time of the remaining resources item by item.
Lin Xiuxiu smiled and handed the ninety-point paper to the Old Principal.
"Yours, keep it as a memento."
The Old Principal actually accepted it, carefully folded it, and tucked it into his pocket.
People from other institutions stood up one after another.
Before leaving, the First War Academy Master patted Lin Chuan on the shoulder.
"If you don't feel happy staying at Jiuli, call me anytime."
"You haven't even left yet, and you're already hoping he won't be happy staying?"
The Old Principal glared at him immediately.
That academy Shifu chuckled and turned to walk out the door.
Lin He had been standing at the stairway all along.
People from the thirteen schools came in before him and left before him. Some were still making appointments with Lin Chuan, while others lowered their heads to make phone calls, reporting the results back to their schools.
Not a single person stopped to ask him a single word.
The self-introduction he had rehearsed in his mind several times ended up with not a single word spoken out loud.
In Lin Chuan's hands, there was an extra SS-Rank cultivation technique and a five-billion reward.
In his hands, there was nothing at all.
Lin He dug his fingernails bit by bit into his palms, his eyes staring dead at Lin Chuan.
Why?
If it weren't for Lin Chuan, these people today should have been surrounding and watching him!
...
On the other side.
In a hidden stronghold of the Tianyi Cult, the image of the admissions livestream was paused.
At the edge of the lens, Lin He's face staring at Lin Chuanwas enlarged separately.
Spread out on the table was also a newly retrieved profile.
S-Rank Six-Color Ancient Thunder, second place in Dongzhou Province's college entrance examination. Adopted son of the Lin family. Extremely poor relationship with Lin Chuan, having had multiple public conflicts.
A cultist asked in a low voice:
"Should we have him help us keep an eye on Lin Chuan's whereabouts?"
The person in charge sitting behind the table finished reading the profile and shook his head.
"Don't rush to use him yet. He is also an S-Rank himself; cultivating him properly will be much more useful than having him report a location."
"The meager resources the Lin family gives him are a hundred thousand miles behind Lin Chuan's. Can't you tell what he wants most right now?"
The cultist looked at the screen and instantly understood.
The person in charge handed the profile over.
"Send someone to contact him, and make him understand—what the Lin family cannot give, we can give."
Chapter 99: Reaching Grandmaster Nine Heavens in Three Days!
That night, as the last car drove away from the Lin family entrance, the ancestral home finally quieted down.
Lin Chuan greeted his third sister and went straight into the cultivation room.
During the day, he had obtained two legacies: an S-Rank spiritual secret technique and an SS-Rank foundational cultivation technique.
Looking at the rebates stored in the System, he couldn't sit still anymore.
Everything was ready.
He could finally have a satisfying breakthrough!
Lin Chuan sat cross-legged and first reviewed the Inheritance of the Myriad Phenomena Soul-Casting Diagram.
In his Sea of Consciousness, a soul-blade diagram slowly unfolded.
The 3,700 units of Mental Strength surged, continuously gathering along the soul diagram.
The originally scattered telekinetic power was compressed layer by layer, gradually condensing into the blade body and edge.
Moments later, a silver-white soul blade hovered above the Sea of Consciousness.
Lin Chuan did not stop, proceeding to comprehend the second soul diagram.
The blade body elongated, transforming into a soul sword.
The sword light dispersed, turning into an interlocking chain that swam around the Sea of Consciousness.
Moving further on, there were armor and wings.
Each form had a different method of circulating Soul Power.
When condensing into a blade, the power concentrated on the sharp edge; when transforming into armor, the Soul Power pressed layer upon layer, firmly protecting the interior.
Lin Chuan looked at them one by one, condensing and refining them repeatedly.
Any of these soul diagrams could be used for soul casting if taken out individually.
But since he had obtained the complete Inheritance, he naturally had to bring out the final Formless Soul Fetus.
In the past, just controlling the demonic blades required him to simultaneously split off multiple strands of telekinetic power while separately maintaining spiritual secret techniques.
Whenever he needed to change moves quickly, it always felt a bit awkward.
The Formless Soul Fetus could transform at will, perfectly solving this problem.
When the final wing soul diagram unfolded, Lin Chuansimultaneously triggered all the soul diagrams he had comprehended earlier.
The blade, sword, chain, armor, and wings emerged simultaneously!
The five forms constantly changed, and the Soul Powerwithin them gradually converged together.
Hum!
The Sea of Consciousness trembled slightly.
All the soul diagrams retracted simultaneously, transforming into a silver-white ball of light the size of a fist.
It elongated for a moment and contracted into a circle the next, its surface flowing with fine soul light, yet it had no fixed shape.
The Formless Soul Fetus was formed!
Lin Chuan clearly felt that the Mental Strength in his Sea of Consciousness now had something to rely on.
As soon as a thought arose, the soul fetus responded.
Second-Revolution Spirit Reader!
"Come on, let's see you turn into a blade first."
The silver-white light mass instantly stretched into a soul blade, its sharpness so clear that even the tip of the blade was meticulously detailed.
With another movement of his thought, the soul blade dispersed, and layers of armor plates quickly locked together, transforming into soul armor.
The two forms switched back and forth seamlessly, with not the slightest stagnation in Soul Power.
Lin Chuan tried operating the Town-Soul Demonic Seal.
As soon as the seal patterns emerged, the power within the soul fetus followed, condensing the entire soul seal in the blink of an eye.
This feeling was much smoother!
He opened his eyes, and the six demonic blades placed beside him rose into the air simultaneously.
Three flew forward, and three flew back, crisscrossing past the pillars in the cultivation room.
The next moment, all six blades turned back simultaneously.
The originally forward-facing blade edges turned back almost brushing against the pillar surface, and even the telekinetic power attached to the blades did not disperse.
Lin Chuan raised his hand.
The six demonic blades stopped in unison, their tips suspended steadily before his palm.
The parts that previously required deliberate Divided Souladjustments could now be completed with a single thought.
"Comfortable."
Lin Chuan withdrew the blades to his side and glanced at the wall of the cultivation room.
He really wanted to test their power.
But since this place was his own home, he had better hold back for now.
He closed his eyes again and brought up the Martial Master section of the Jiuli Guiyuan Scripture.
When he accepted the Inheritance during the day, all the circulation diagrams had already entered his Sea of Consciousness.
Looking at them again now, his previously accumulated insights on cultivation could be put to good use.
Where to retract, where to release, and how to condense and refine when Qi and blood passed through—after pondering a little, Lin Chuan understood the meaning behind it.
On the first circulation, he would still stop to verify.
On the second circulation, his Qi and blood had already smoothly completed the entire route.
Purple thunder light and dark green toxic power surged accordingly, each following its own path under the guidance of the cultivation technique, while jointly tempering his Qi and blood.
Lin Chuan confirmed there were no issues and directly summoned the System.
"First claim a batch of Qi and blood and cultivation base rebates."
Boom!
A massive surge of power poured into his body.
The Jiuli Guiyuan Scripture operated rapidly, and the newly injected power was refined one after another, converging into the Dantian along the meridians.
The barrier of the Martial Artist Realm was blasted open head-on by the continuously growing Qi and blood!
Martial Master First Stage!
The aura on Lin Chuan's body suddenly surged by a section, and thunder light faintly leaked from beneath his skin.
He adapted slightly and continued claiming.
In the System, the cultivation rebates of S-Rank geniuses from various provinces came one after another.
There were also members of the Tianyi Cult, as well as those heavenly demons who wished they could tear him to shreds.
With so many people cultivating for him, he had long since accumulated a massive foundation.
Not to mention, there was a Tier 6 Demon Kingdesperately refining royal demonic blood!
Just as Lin Chuan finished digesting the previous batch, the subsequent power followed closely behind.
Martial Master Second Stage!
Third Stage!
Qi and blood surged in the meridians, and thunder light crawled all the way from his shoulders to the backs of his hands.
Lin Chuan clenched his fists, a series of delicate muffled pops ringing out in his palms.
"Continue."
Another batch of rebates was injected.
This time, he didn't even open his eyes. The Jiuli Guiyuan Scripture circulated over and over again, and the power within his body became thicker and thicker as it was refined.
Martial Master Fourth Stage, Fifth Stage, Sixth Stage!
In the cultivation room, his robes fluttered continuously from the leaked aura.
It wasn't until the second half of the night that the continuously rising aura finally stopped.
Martial Master Nine Heavens!
Lin Chuan opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath.
In a single night, Second-Revolution soul casting, plus Martial Master Nine Heavens.
Looking at the remaining rebates in the System, there was still a huge pile!
"Damn it, the feeling of breaking through is insanely satisfying!"
"I love cultivating so much, I simply can't stop!"
Lin Chuan moved his shoulders and checked the Qi and blood inside his body.
The newly condensed power operated according to the cultivation technique, and the soul fetus also rested steadily in the Sea of Consciousness.
After familiarizing himself with it slightly, he continued his cultivation, thoroughly mastering the remaining circulation methods of the Martial Master section one by one.
When dawn broke, Lin Chuan directly opened the Grandmaster section.
When others reached this step, they had to figure out ways to find potions and accumulate resources.
Then stabilize their foundations and consolidate every Realm.
But he directly used the cultivation effects returned by the System, and every part of it was flawless.
There were no shortcomings whatsoever!
Just continue cultivating directly.
Ideally, he would push straight to the Martial King level in a few days. By then, whoever wanted to assassinate him could come try.
For the next three days, Lin Chuan stayed in the cultivation room the entire time.
On the first day, the Grandmaster section operated smoothly, and the stored cultivation base rebates were refined one after another, officially stepping him into the Grandmaster Realm.
On the second day, his Realm had already advanced to Grandmaster Sixth Stage.
By the night of the third day, the final strand of Qi and blood being refined returned to his Dantian, and the aura on Lin Chuan's body rose once more.
Grandmaster Nine Heavens!
At the same time, the Formless Soul Fetus in his Sea of Consciousness had also become much more solid than at the beginning.
During these three days, while practicing martial arts, he absorbed Mental Strength rebates, causing the forged soul fetus to be continuously nourished, and his telekinetic power rose all the way along with it.
Lin Chuan summoned his panel.
[Martial Dao Realm: Grandmaster Nine Heavens!]
[Spirit Reader Realm: Second Revolution!]
[Mental Strength: 6,790 units!]
6,790 units!
Lin Chuan couldn't help laughing out loud.
In three days, going from Martial Artist Nine Heavens to Grandmaster Nine Heavens.
This was the charm of the System.
He extended a finger, and solid Qi and blood surged out along with it. Purple thunder wrapped around his fingertips, and with a slight urge, it emitted a low rumble of thunder.
Back then, that Grandmaster Fifth Stage Qingyin Envoy's Realm was still far above his.
If he ran into the same kind of trash now, a single glob of his spit could crush the opponent to death.
Lin Chuan dismissed the thunder light at his fingertips, but the rebate record jumped down by another entry.
That Tier 6 Demon King was still refining the royal demonic blood.
These past few days, the rebates he gave were the thickest!
Lin Chuan watched with glee.
"cultivation well, don't slack off at all."
"Your younger brother's revenge hasn't been avenged yet, you can't let up at a time like this."
...
On the other side.
In a private room of a teahouse in Haicheng, Lin He stared at the middle-aged man in front of him, his expression somewhat ugly.
When the other party sent him a message, they said they could provide better training conditions than the Lin family.
Lin He originally thought it was some financial consortium wanting to invest in him.
But once seated, the identity reported by the other party made his heart tighten.
Tianyi Cult!
"You guys have really big guts, actually daring to come find me directly."
Lin He didn't touch the tea in front of him, and his hand kept resting beside his phone.
The middle-aged man was not in a hurry at all.
"You are also S-Rank, second place in the Dongzhou Gaokao. Thirteen universities arrived at your house, yet they didn't even leave a decent condition for you."
"I feel it's a pity for you."
"Cut the crap."
Lin He looked at him coldly.
"You guys want me to help deal with Lin Chuan? He has a Martial King by his side, plus the Zhenyuan Division, what do you think I can do?"
The man shook his head.
"Who asked you to make a move now? Since we came to find you, of course we are going to cultivation you first."
He pushed a file across.
"S-Rank Six-Color Ancient Thunder, a very good talent. But if you only practice according to the Lin family's current methods, when you see Lin Chuan again in the future, I'm afraid you'll still get the same treatment as that day."
Lin He's face instantly sank.
That admissions livestream, he had scrolled past countless times in these past three days.
Everyone was talking about Lin Chuan.
Five billion, an SS-Rank cultivation technique, and even the old principal's granddaughter almost got dragged into it.
Yet he stood there from start to finish, and nobody was willing to ask him even one extra sentence.
"So what? How much resources can you give me?"
"There will be resources."
The man pushed the file forward a bit, his finger pointing at the first page.
"But what I want to talk to you about today is talent evolution."
Lin He's hand, which was originally resting beside his phone, suddenly paused.
The man looked into his eyes and continued:
"We have a way to make your S-Rank Six-Color Ancient Thunder evolve once more."
"You should know what this means."
The private room fell silent.
Lin He stared at him intently, his breathing becoming a bit heavier.
Of course he knew!
If his talent could still be raised further, why should he always be suppressed by Lin Chuan?
The jealousy and unwillingness suppressed in his heart these past few days all rushed up at once.
Lin He finally reached out and took that file in front of himself.
"Speak clearly."
"How do you plan to help me evolve?"
Chapter 100: The Tianyi Cult is raising Lin He like a Holy Son!
"The items are not here. Come with me, and you will know if we have lied to you."
The middle-aged man put away the documents on the table and got up to walk outside.
Lin He stared at his back, hesitated for a few seconds, and still followed him.
Half an hour later.
The car stopped in front of a warehouse outside Haicheng.
The contact led Lin He through the shelves, opened a secret door, and walked down the steps into the basement.
As soon as the door was pushed open, the two cult members guarding outside lowered their heads.
"Welcome, Holy Son."
Lin He paused in his steps, unable to help turning back to take a look.
There was no one behind him.
"Are you calling me?"
"Holy Son, please enter. The Protector has arrived, and the Cultivation room has also been prepared."
One of them turned sideways and pushed the door all the way open.
The bellyful of words Lin He had originally prepared was forcefully blocked back.
Before coming, he had even thought about how to negotiate conditions.
If the other party only gave a few bottles of potions and wanted to make him take risks to deal with Lin Chuan, he definitely wouldn't agree.
As a result, as soon as he arrived, they were already calling him Holy Son?
In the center of the Cultivation room, a Cultivation platform flowing with thunder light had already been activated.
A circle of high-tier thunder-attribute crystal stones was embedded around the edge of the platform, and several boxes of potions were placed beside it.
Two Protectors sat on both sides; hearing the sound of the door opening, they opened their eyes at the same time.
As soon as Lin He stepped in, the Six-Color Ancient Thunder in his body became active.
Wisps of stray thunder-attribute energy drilled into his body along with his breathing.
Without even sitting down to cultivation, he could already feel the benefits!
"These... are all prepared for me?"
"Otherwise?"
An old man in gray robes walked over from beside the Cultivation platform.
The contact hurriedly introduced him as the Elder in the cult responsible for this nurturing.
The old man glanced at Lin He, then beckoned to the cult members nearby.
"Bring the Holy Son's items over."
An identity token, along with the access card for the Cultivation room, was delivered to Lin He's hand.
Lin He was not in a hurry to take it.
"What on earth do you see in me? Making me the Holy Son, there are quite a few S-Rank Talents in this batch!"
The old man smiled.
"This is the Divine Lord's decree. He personally called out your name and felt that you were worth nurturing, which is why we sent the items over."
"You just need to cultivation. As for the rest, the cult will naturally make arrangements."
Lin He's heart jumped violently.
The Divine Lord of the Tianyi Cult!
Such a figure actually knew his name?
But he still asked one more question.
"Do you want me to keep an eye on Lin Chuan?"
"No, you have another use."
The old man pointed at the Cultivation platform.
"This Cultivation room is open for you alone today. If you are willing to join the cult, sit up there and advance your talent first."
Lin He looked at the two Protectors.
Neither of them urged him; one of them even reached out to adjust the Formation, guiding the overflowing thunder light back onto the platform.
Lin He's clenched hands relaxed.
A few days ago, the people from those thirteen universities were coming in and out of the Lin family estate, and they couldn't even be bothered to ask what his name was.
Arriving here, the Cultivation room, Protectors, and potions were all completely prepared for him.
Even the Divine Lord of Tianyi was willing to personally call out his name!
Who looked down on him and who respected him—was there any need to choose?
Lin He reached out to take the token and bowed to the gray-robed old man.
"I am willing to join the Tianyi Cult."
"As long as the cult is willing to nurture me, I will definitely not disappoint the Divine Lord!"
The old man nodded, the smile on his face growing even stronger.
Lin He did not know that this treatment was indeed personally decided by the Divine Lord.
Just prior to this, the Divine Lord of Tianyi, who was located outside the dimensions, cast a divination for Lin Chuan.
As a result, even he failed to see through Lin Chuan's true origins.
A young man who had just Awakened not long ago kept pulling out so many methods, yet his origins could not be calculated through at all.
When the high-ranking members of the cult obtained the result, their first reaction was that Lin Chuan might be the reincarnation of some major figure.
This was only a guess, but it was enough to make them rethink how to deal with Lin Chuan.
And in that same divination, Lin He's destiny was also drawn out.
This brat possessed Qi Fortune himself, and his destiny was deeply entangled with Lin Chuan's—he was precisely the key to dealing with Lin Chuan!
That being the case, treating him as a throwaway spy after using him would be a waste.
The high-ranking members immediately decided to nurture him according to the specifications of a Holy Son.
The treasured resources should be used as they should. First raise Lin He up, and then let him compete with Lin Chuan!
The gray-robed old man turned around and personally took out a jade box from the hidden cabinet behind him.
The two Protectors also stood up.
The Seals on the jade box were undone layer by layer, and a fist-sized ball of thunder light was revealed.
Wrapped inside the thunder light was a purple-blue marrow crystal.
Every time it flashed, a muffled thunderclap sounded inside the Cultivation room.
The Six-Color Ancient Thunder in Lin He's palm unexpectedly emerged on its own, constantly leaping toward that marrow crystal.
"Ten-Thousand-Year Thunder Heart Marrow."
The old man held up the jade box in front of him.
"This is a treasure from the cult's treasury; today, the entire piece is for you to use."
Lin He's breathing stagnated upon hearing this.
Ten-thousand-year-old!
The Protector on the side looked at the Thunder Heart Marrow with some emotion.
"Ordinary core cult members don't even have the qualification to apply for this thing. Holy Son, you must refine it properly this time and not let down the Divine Lord's high regard."
Lin He stared at that marrow crystal, unable to pull his eyes away.
Lin Chuan had Jiuli University and the imperial capital Main Family.
Now he also had the Tianyi Cult!
Moreover, they were truly willing to give it!
"Elder, I will start right now!"
Lin He didn't even care to fold his jacket; he took it off, tossed it aside, and in a few steps sat down in the center of the Cultivation platform.
The two Protectors sat behind him separately, pressing their palms against his back.
The gray-robed old man raised his hand to guide it, and the Ten-Thousand-Year Thunder Heart Marrow slowly rose, suspending in front of Lin He's chest.
"Release your talent and refine it following the power we guide. If your body has any discomfort, speak up directly."
Lin He nodded, and six thunder lights of different colors instantly surged out from his body!
Boom!
The instant the Six-Color Ancient Thunder collided with the Thunder Heart Marrow, the entire Cultivation platform shook violently.
Lin He's body stiffened, and a layer of sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
Too fierce!
Just inhaling the first wave of power, he felt his chest burning hot, and it felt as if lightning had drilled into his very bones.
The two Protectors struck at the same time, suppressing that surging power and pushing it apart bit by bit along his meridians.
"Don't rush. Eat as much as you can; this thing is entirely yours."
Lin He clenched his teeth and stabilized his breathing again.
The Thunder Heart Marrow suspended in front of his chest gradually shrank, but the six thunder lights grew increasingly bright.
A moment later, a seventh color suddenly emerged from the depths of the thunder light!
Lin He's eyes widened instantly.
Before he could even rejoice, an eighth thunder light closely followed and rushed out of his body!
The two Protectors exchanged glances, and the power in their palms simultaneously increased.
The gray-robed old man also took a step forward, staring intently at Lin He's chest.
Only a tiny remaining lump of the Thunder Heart Marrow was left.
Lin He gave a low roar, inhaling all of it into his body.
Rumble!
The ninth thunder light abruptly soared!
Nine-colored thunderbolts rushed to the top of his head, and the original Six-Color Ancient Thunder completely vanished, replaced by a nine-colored thunder cloud whose momentum was far stronger!
The Formation patterns around them lit up one after another, blocking back all the thunder light that was about to hit the dome.
The gray-robed old man finally laughed aloud.
"It's done!"
He pushed the detector in front of Lin He.
Lin He couldn't care less about wiping his sweat; he reached out and pressed down on it.
The screen flickered a few times, and clear text jumped out.
[ SSS-Rank Combat Talent: Nine-Color Holy Thunder! ]
Lin He stared fixedly at the three letters in front, looking at them a full several times.
SSS-Rank!
He was also SSS-Rank now!
These past few days, whenever anyone mentioned Lin Chuan, he would have to be compared alongside him.
His talent was inferior, his battle achievements were inferior, and even the resources sent to his home lagged behind by a huge margin.
And now?
"Lin Chuan, do you really think only you can keep moving upward?"
Lin He clenched his fists, nine-colored thunder light constantly weaving between his fingers.
Only until this moment did he discover that his Qi and blood were also much more robust than before.
The remaining power of the Thunder Heart Marrow was still flowing within his body, bit by bit nourishing his flesh and meridians.
The thunderbolts that he could previously only barely endure were now operating without the slightest stagnation when circulated.
The gray-robed old man pressed down on his shoulders as he was about to get up.
"Sit down first; the medicinal power hasn't been completely absorbed yet."
"The nurturing the cult has prepared for you has only just begun. The subsequent cultivation techniques, Martial Techniques, and even better resources will be sent to you one after another."
Lin He abruptly raised his head.
"There's more?"
"Otherwise, just giving you a single Thunder Heart Marrow would count as nurturing a Holy Son?"
Lin He's chest grew warm, and he hurriedly sat back down properly.
That title, which had been somewhat unfamiliar just a moment ago, was shouted with exceptional fluency this time.
"Elder, then let's continue training! My condition is very good right now, I don't need to rest."
The gray-robed old man looked at him and nodded with satisfaction.
He raised his hand to have the cult members move the potion boxes closer, and the two Protectors once again circulated their cultivation technique.
Lin He closed his eyes, the Nine-Color Holy Thunder once again coursing through his entire body.
He was already starting to look forward to Lin Chuan's expression upon seeing him next time.
...
Lin Family Ancestral Residence.
Lin Chuan pulled the last wisp of externalized Qi and blood back into his body, then used his Mental Strength to suppress the fluctuations layer by layer.
The aura of the Ninth-Tier Grandmaster was quickly concealed completely clean.
He moved his wrists, just preparing to get up, when three prompts suddenly popped up before his eyes.
[ Bound enemy Lin He fused with the Ten-Thousand-Year Thunder Heart Marrow, thunder-attribute talent evolved to SSS-Rank! ]
[ Triggered ten-thousand-fold return! ]
[ Host's SSSSS-Rank Purple Heaven Divine Thunderbegins to transform! ]