Under Jiang Fang's arrangements, Jiang Yan moved into Jiangnan Pavilion ahead of schedule.
There, he encountered a familiar face—one that genuinely surprised him.
"Shi Jiang? When did you get here?"
Jiang Yan looked at the young man standing nearby, a hint of surprise in his voice.
Shi Jiang had returned to Jiangnan Base City together with him earlier. Zhao Ruo had gone back to Sucheng, while Shi Jiang himself was from the main urban area.
"Haha, I was just thinking—at this time of year, who else would come back early?" Shi Jiang laughed. "Turns out it's you."
He shrugged casually. "Going home is boring, and I can't train properly there anyway. I figured I'd stay here for half a month before officially returning to headquarters."
"That makes sense." Jiang Yan nodded.
In fact, Shi Jiang wasn't an exception. Quite a few elite training camp students returned early—some never even left at all.
After all, the cultivation environment here was unmatched worldwide. Resources, facilities, instructors—everything was top-tier.
"By the way…" Shi Jiang hesitated briefly, then asked, "What level is your marksmanship at now?"
When Jiang Yan first entered the elite training camp, he had raised his marksmanship to specialization in less than a month—a feat that had shocked Shi Jiang deeply.
Now, another month had passed.
Surely it had improved further… but—
Perfection? Impossible.
That thought flickered through Shi Jiang's mind, only to be dismissed immediately.
Raising marksmanship from basic to perfection in two months?
Such talent bordered on absurd. If that were true, even the Pavilion Master himself would probably step in to take Jiang Yan as a personal disciple.
After all, the Pavilion Master wielded a war spear as well.
"Barely reached perfection," Jiang Yan said lightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Nothing special."
"What?!"
Shi Jiang froze, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"I'm heading to the Nine-Story Tower," Jiang Yan added casually. "We'll talk later."
With that, he walked off, leaving behind only his receding figure.
Shi Jiang stood rooted to the spot, staring at Jiang Yan's back.
"…How is that even possible?"
At this moment, Jiang Yan had already arrived at the ninth floor of the Nine-Story Tower.
The Gravity Chamber, Challenge Chamber, and Trial Tower—the three most valuable cultivation facilities in the elite training camp—were all located here.
He intended to use the gravity chamber first, but someone else was inside. Jiang Yan wasn't in a hurry.
"My Black Dragon List ranking is 145th," he calculated calmly. "That gives me one hour each in the gravity chamber and trial tower."
"Plus Sister Jiang Fang's ten hours… that's eleven hours total this month."
Usage time for these facilities was determined strictly by Black Dragon List rankings:
1st place: 90 hours/month2nd place: 60 hours/month3rd place: 40 hours/month…Beyond 101st place: 1 hour/month
As an elite camp instructor, Jiang Fang naturally had ten additional hours.
"First, cultivate the Ninefold Origin and saturate my genetic cells."
Jiang Yan sat cross-legged outside the gravity chamber and began cultivating.
Half an hour later, he slowly opened his eyes.
He had already circulated the Ninefold Origin twice today. His genetic cells were completely full—there was no room left for further absorption.
Bang.
The gravity chamber door opened.
A male student walked out, glanced briefly at Jiang Yan, and hurried away.
Jiang Yan rose and stepped forward.
"Beep! Identity verified."
A red scan passed over his body, and the door slid open.
He walked inside.
"So this is the gravity chamber…"
The walls and floor were forged from special alloys, black and yellow in color, exuding an oppressive, ancient heaviness.
Jiang Yan's gaze paused on a shallow fist mark embedded in one of the walls—about five millimeters deep.
Only one person in the world could leave such a mark here.
Hong.
"Time to begin."
"Sister Jiang Fang said my current body can handle around twenty times gravity."
Jiang Yan reached out and flipped the switch, carefully increasing the gravity level bit by bit.
Buzz—
The moment the chamber activated, an invisible force pressed down on every inch of his body.
At ten times gravity, breathing already became labored. His body felt as though it had been stuffed with lead—especially with the eighth-series battle spear still in hand.
At twenty times gravity, his knees bent involuntarily. His chest felt crushed, each breath a struggle. His heartbeat thundered like a war drum.
"Still too much."
He quickly adjusted the gravity down to fifteen times.
Only then did the pressure settle into something barely manageable.
"This should do."
Jiang Yan exhaled slowly, gripping his battle spear tightly.
"Let's see what kind of surprise you bring me."
He moved.
Under fifteen times gravity, every step felt like wading through mud. Every swing of the spear tore at his muscles.
But Jiang Yan's eyes burned with focus.
Half an hour later—
He collapsed flat on his back.
Steam rose from his body. His spear lay discarded to the side.
His combat vest was drenched through. His breathing was ragged, his muscles trembling violently. Pain surged from every corner of his body.
He didn't even want to lift a finger.
Yet his eyes shone brilliantly.
Because he could feel it—
His genetic cells were cheering.
Their digestion of cosmic energy had accelerated dramatically.
At that moment, a system prompt appeared before his eyes:
[Ding! You cultivated under fifteen times gravity and triggered a critical hit!]
[Hundredfold gain activated!]
[Realm: Beginner God of War (Progress: 2/100)]
Boom!
A torrent of power surged through Jiang Yan's limbs, like a rushing spring.
In an instant, exhaustion vanished.
Jiang Yan sprang to his feet with a single motion, eyes blazing.
"I'm in."
He clenched his fist, feeling the explosive strength coursing through his body.
His physical fitness had officially broken through to the God of War level.
As expected—
The gravity chamber was on an entirely different level.
Half an hour here was worth months of cultivation outside.
Of course, the hundredfold critical hit didn't hurt either.
"That's enough for today."
Jiang Yan picked up his battle spear, turned off the gravity system, and exited the chamber.
Outside, several students were already lining up. When they saw him, their expressions shifted with surprise.
Jiang Yan didn't spare them a glance.
He stepped into the elevator and headed straight for the martial arts training hall on the eighth floor.
It was time to test—
Just how strong he had become.
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