"Tang … Tang Ge, Level … Level Seven … Level Seven Spiritual Heritage."
It wasn't that the teacher didn't want to call out the latter grades, but that he had never seen a Heavenly Talent with a Level Seven Spiritual Heritage in his life. Suddenly, one appeared in front of him, and he was completely dumbfounded.
Not just the teacher, all the teachers on the playground, including the village leader, were dumbfounded.
Hu Kun, whose score was glittering yellow, was also dumbfounded. He was about to say that he had a level-three, high-quality aptitude, when Tang Ge's grade suddenly popped up. What the hell?
Not just the others, even Tang Ge was dumbfounded. Level Seven? What did that mean? Since the establishment of the Heavenly Water Village, there had never been a Heavenly Talent with a Level Seven Spiritual Heritage, but now, he was one?
Tang Ge wanted to go back and ask for Han Fei's affirmation and support, but he couldn't find Han Fei in the crowd.
After a blur, Fang Ze appeared. He put his hand on Tang Ge's shoulder and laughed aloud. His voice was so loud that the teachers and students staggered.
"Good, good, good … Your name is Tang Ge?"
Tang Ge nodded in confusion.
Fang Ze smiled so widely that his face almost stretched out. He was overjoyed. He patted Tang Ge's shoulder heavily and said, "Stay with me in the future."
Fang Ze didn't expect to see a Level Seven Spiritual Heritage in such a small village. Even in the main city, a Level Seven Spiritual Heritage represented a Heavenly Talent, but Tang Ge showed up. It was a pleasant surprise.
Then, Fang Ze turned around and looked at the village leader. "The Heavenly Water Village has made great contributions in raising a genius. From now on, all the resources will be doubled. The village leader will be rewarded with a Level Three Spirit Ascension Pill, a Red Blood Coral Pole, and a Crimson Sea Fruit … "
Fang Ze was truly delighted. He had simply thrown out a bunch of things that other people had never heard of. The village leader must've been knocked out.
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Crimson Sea Fruit! Oh my god! My father said that it's an amazing treasure that can help people make breakthroughs."
He Xiaoyu opened her mouth in confusion. "Level Seven, Level Seven Spiritual Heritage … Wow, it's so powerful."
Han Fei was also stunned for a long time. Then he smiled slowly and said, "Damn it, as expected of my brother. Awesome!"
Han Fei was still very jealous. It was unreasonable. That guy had a level-seven spiritual heritage as soon as he came out. What about himself? He was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
He Xiaoyu said, "You're swearing."
"I'm just happy for my brother."
He Xiaoyu tilted her head and suddenly thought, Wow, won't Tang Ge return to the Heavenly Water Village often in the future?
"Why?"
He Xiaoyu said, "Because you are in the Heavenly Water Village!"
Han Fei said gloomily, "I might not be there either!"
He Xiaoyu said matter-of-factly, "Where can you be if not in the Heavenly Water Village? Your Spirit Meridian isn't as powerful as mine. I'm an expert with one foot in the Level Seven realm. You're only at Level Four. "
While Han Fei was bickering with He Xiaoyu, his eyes blurred, and then Tang Ge was taken away.
The village chief was excited for a long time and finally came back to his senses. At this moment, his face was glowing as he shouted, "Continue the test."
"Hu Kun, Level Three, High Quality."
It was a great talent in the Heavenly Water Village, but the students were still in shock. Now that there was a level-seven, it seemed that level-three was a weakling.
"Mu Sen, Level One, Mid Quality."
"Liu Dali, Level One, Low Quality."
After the test of the so-called Heavenly Talents was over, their standards were immediately unsightly. Those with Level One, Low Quality were pale, which meant that they could only be level-six fishers for the rest of their lives.
He Xiaoyu said, "Only those with Level One, High Quality can become fishing masters. Okay, it's our turn. "
Seeing the brilliant yellow light that He Xiaoyu emitted, Han Fei knew that none of the students who emitted yellow light were above level four.
As he expected, the teacher shouted, "He Xiaoyu, Level Three, High Quality."
He Xiaoyu's father was overjoyed. Of the thousands of students, his daughter was definitely among the top five. He blushed and almost burst into laughter.
He Xiaoyu was very happy. Many people looked at her enviously. For ordinary people, a level-seven Spiritual Heritage was a legend, and a level-three, High Quality was something that they should look up to!
Han Fei stepped forward in silence.
Wang Jie glanced at him. "Put your hand on the testing stone and channel spiritual energy into it."
The process was simple. Han Fei saw that the stone was glowing, but the color was a little faint.
"Huh?"
Wang Jie exclaimed and then shouted, "Han Fei, Level One, High Quality."
The level of the Spiritual Heritage was so common that nobody noticed it. Wang Jie was surprised because he thought that Han Fei's Spiritual Heritage was Level One, Low Quality at best, or his progress couldn't have been so slow.
However, nobody noticed that there was a streak of black on the stone that was almost indistinguishable from the color of the stone itself.
Wang Jie did not see it, but Han Fei did.
Han Fei hurried to withdraw his hand. "Master, what's the color of a level-four Spiritual Heritage?"
Wang Jie said casually, "Blue … Next."
Han Fei was confused after he came back. Below level four was yellow, from level four to level six was blue, and above level seven was purple. What did black represent?
"Han Fei, don't worry. There's still hope for a Level One, High Quality Spiritual Heritage. Although it's not as good as mine, it's better than the middle or low quality ones!"
He Xiaoyu comforted him.
Han Fei said, "Hehe! Are you going to practice Sweeping Stick? "
He Xiaoyu was surprised. "Again? Didn't you practice it in the morning? You should be sore all over right now. "
Han Fei said, "I've had two bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup. I'm fine now."
…
On the training ground.
He Xiaoyu said, "You have to be agile. Your fighting style is too barbaric. We're just talking about skills. If you inject spiritual energy into the stone, you'll run out of spiritual energy after five strikes. "
Han Fei stopped. "Inject spiritual energy into the stone to fight?"
He Xiaoyu said, "Of course, but we don't use spiritual energy in our training. After all, spiritual energy is very precious. However, there are life-and-death crises in the fishery, so it's necessary to inject spiritual energy into the stone, and try not to waste any of it, or it'll take a long time to recover. "
Han Fei was stunned. "Every point? Do you know how much spiritual energy you have? "
He Xiaoyu felt that Han Fei was a bit silly. "Of course I do! I had 120 points when I first reached level six, and now I've got 142 points. Theoretically speaking, I can become a level-seven fisher as long as I surpass 140 points. However, some people train at the peak of level six. It's said that the best person in the village can reach 159 points. My father said that a genius in the town once reached 179 points. "
Han Fei felt that his heart was pounding. "Are you sure that you had 120 points when you first reached level six?"
He Xiaoyu said, "Yes! The standard for level six is 120 points. "
Han Fei thought to himself, Then what about my 119 points? Wait. Han Fei's face slightly changed when he looked at the Demon Purification Pot.
< Owner > Han Fei
< Level > Four (Intermediate Fisher)
< Spiritual Energy > 208 (121)
< Spiritual Heritage > Level One, High Quality (Upgradeable)
< Main Art > Void Fishing, Chapter One: Hook Kiss (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)
Han Fei found it weird. Since when was there an upper limit of two points?
Han Fei's heart tightened. Was it because he had two bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup? Or was it because he had cultivated the Sweeping Staff Technique, which had the effect of tempering his body?
Also, if the standard for level six was 120 points, what was his 121 points now?
Han Fei asked, "He Xiaoyu, how much spiritual energy do you think I can refine as a level-four fisher?"
He Xiaoyu tilted her head. "You? Theoretically speaking, only 80 points, or 99 points at most. Level-Four fishers train their bodies to improve their physique and strength, but it can barely increase the upper limit of spiritual energy. Only when you reach level six, or rather, the peak of level six, can you refine your spiritual energy. "
Han Fei rolled his eyes. "He Xiaoyu, do you still want the Swallowed Spirit Soup?"
He Xiaoyu said warily, "You've already had two bowls."
Han Fei said, "Two bowls of soup are far from enough! Besides, my brother has a level-seven Spiritual Heritage. Do you know how many people want to please me? "
He Xiaoyu said, "I won't please you. I'll only urge you."
Han Fei said, "You can't say that. You have to think about your father, right? Think about it. Your father raised you. You have to be filial to him, don't you? If you get along well with me, I'll ask Tang Ge to give a Crimson Sea Fruit to your father when he's strong enough. Won't your father become a great fishing master then? "
He Xiaoyu was obviously not smart enough. Stunned, she asked back, "Can Tang Ge get a Crimson Sea Fruit?"
Han Fei said, "Of course! Didn't you see Fang Ze throw the Crimson Sea Fruit to the village leader like trash? It means that it's worthless in their eyes. If you give me a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup now, I can trade it for a Crimson Sea Fruit later. That's a great deal! "
He Xiaoyu asked, "Really?"
Han Fei said, "Of course!"
Han Fei did not have the self-awareness of a big bad wolf tricking a lamb. A moment later, he had another bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup.
As he expected, his spiritual energy had changed.
< Owner > Han Fei
< Level > Four (Intermediate Fisher)
< Spiritual Energy > 256 (122)
< Spiritual Heritage > Level One, High Quality (Upgradeable)
< Main Art > Void Fishing, Chapter One: Hook Kiss (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)
Han Fei said, "Hahaha! That's insane. One bowl of soup equals one point of spiritual energy potential. What about a hundred bowls? "
Thinking for a moment, Han Fei suddenly grinned. "He Xiaoyu, can I borrow your bamboo rod?"
He Xiaoyu said, "You want to fight again? No. "
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