"Yi? Why did I feel like there was a very strong spiritual wave that swept by, was it an illusion? "
Teacher Zhu, who was lying on the bed in the lounge and pretending to be asleep, suddenly turned over. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. She forced herself to carefully sense her surroundings and found that everything was normal. She thought that she was in a dream, so she turned over and closed her eyes again.
She unconsciously muttered in a soft voice, "I must have been too tired these past two days and my nerves are a bit sensitive. South China Martial Arts School or even the entire West Chu City, where would there be a third level or higher spirit reader?"
"A small D grade city with only a population of a million far from the center of the Federation, there wouldn't be a high level spirit reader that would be bored enough to explore here, I must be dreaming ….."
As for Yang Fan in the cultivation room next door, Teacher Zhu didn't consider him at all.
A little rookie that had just awakened his spiritual power, even if he had the help of a second level Spirit Nurturing Grass, he would at most be able to become a first level spirit reader.
Moreover, it was impossible for him to completely refine a second level Spirit Herb this quickly. Even if he could advance, it would probably be a matter of a week or a month later.
Teacher Zhu had stayed here and had already seen too many students who thought their talent wasn't bad waste second level Spirit Nurturing Grass again and again, failing to advance again and again. She was already used to it.
"That's Zhu Huanan, that old guy. He's a good martial arts school, but he wants to cultivate a Spirit Reader Master. He's just not doing his job!"
"Could it be that he doesn't know that those with true spiritual talent are destined to be extraordinary from the moment they are born? Naturally, there will be better and more professional schools to nurture them. How could a pure martial arts school without any professional foundation pick up the scraps?"
"Ha ….. yawn ~!"
Teacher Zhu stretched out and gave a large yawn. Then her head tilted and her eyelids drooped as she fell asleep.
When Yang Fan had broken through to become a level-3 telekinesis master, the teacher on duty in Cultivation Room 1 had also felt a slight anomaly. In that instant, he had felt as though he had been stared at by something.
Just like Teacher Zhu, he thought that it was just an illusion. He looked around cautiously, but after finding nothing out of the ordinary, he didn't pay much attention to it and continued to observe the students in the cultivation room.
Then, he was very stupefied to discover that after swallowing all of the Level Two Spirit Nurturing Grass, that student actually didn't immediately meditate to refine and absorb it. Instead, he directly got up, opened the door, and left!
"Should I remind him?"
"That's not right. It's shameful to waste resources!"
"Every stalk of Level 2 Spirit Herb was painstakingly harvested by the teachers of the school from the Demon Beast hordes outside of the school at great risk. They absolutely cannot be wasted like this!"
At this moment, the teacher on duty had the urge to drag Yang Fan back and beat him up.
In the past, the students, even if they were young masters and young mistresses from wealthy families, would desperately absorb and refine the elixirs the moment they swallowed them. Many people could even stay in the cultivation room for an entire week without eating or drinking.
He had never seen a student as lazy as Yang Fan. Such a slacker student who didn't even concentrate on absorbing and refining the Spirit Herb. What great prospects would he have in the future?
What a prodigal son!
The teacher on duty sighed in his heart, but in the end, he still held it in.
Because there was no reason!
After all, that was someone else's Spirit Herb. Regardless of whether he spent money, relied on connections, or fought for it with his own ability, it was someone else's own thing. How he wanted to use it was his freedom.
Even if he chopped up those Spirit Herbs and flushed them all down the toilet, others wouldn't be able to find any reason.
The teacher on duty had no reason to reprimand or even teach Yang Fan how to use his own cultivation resources. The school didn't have such a rule, and that wasn't within the scope of his responsibility.
Therefore, the only thing he could do was to silently watch Yang Fan leave the cultivation room with an excited smile on his face.
Then, the teacher on duty recorded the facts in his own observation record:
"Yang Fan, student of Class 29, Grade 12, Martial Disciple Level 8, Spirit Awakening Beginner, Cultivation Time: 1 hour and 25 minutes. Spirit Herb Consumed: Level 2 Spirit Nurturing Grass; Refining Time: 0; Spirit Cultivation Progress: 0; Potential Assessment: 0. "
Yang Fan confidently returned to the classroom of Class 29. There was a teacher in the classroom teaching as usual. After a report, Yang Fan opened the door of the classroom, and then began to look at the teacher on the podium with a dumbfounded expression.
"Huang Zhong? How did he recover so quickly? "
Yang Fan was flabbergasted. Two hours ago, he clearly saw Wang Zhe shatter Huang Zhong's stomach with a single punch, completely crippling Huang Zhong's Dantian and martial arts foundation, leaving him with a pitiful half-dead look.
But now, he appeared on the podium of Class 29 as good as new. How could this guy recover so quickly?
Could it be that Huanan Martial Arts School also had the Dragon's Saliva similar to the one in the Golden Python's body that could instantly heal any injuries in the human body?
Yang Fan immediately thought of the miracle medicine he obtained in the game. Even the Level 4 Demon General Tiger King's broken throat could be healed in an instant, reviving it to full health. Wouldn't it be a piece of cake to heal Huang Zhong's Dantian?
"In my memory, that Golden Python seemed to have died in the hands of the Huanan Martial Arts School's Grandmaster. At that time, there must have been some Dragon's Saliva seized, but it has already been 130 years, and it still hasn't been used up?"
Yang Fan was stunned, and felt that it was somewhat impossible.
Even if that Golden Python's poison sac wasn't small, and contained more than ten kilograms of Dragon's Saliva, after so many years of use, even if there was a hundred kilograms, it should have been used up long ago. It couldn't have been preserved for so long.
"It seems that the School Resource Office's warehouse really does have a lot of good things stored! There's even a miracle medicine similar to the Dragon's Saliva that can instantly revive a person to full health! If there's a chance, I must go and get some! "
For a moment, Yang Fan began to drool. It seemed that the top three in tomorrow's Resource Competition would have a chance to go to the School Resource Office's warehouse to choose Elixirs.
"So it's student Yang Fan. I heard from Headmaster Chen that you went to the School Resource Office's Cultivation Room. I didn't expect you to come out so quickly."
After Huang Zhong saw Yang Fan, the corner of his mouth twitched. His pupils contracted, and his fists clenched before suddenly loosening.
Immediately after, his face had already changed into an amiable and sincere smile. He waved his hand at Yang Fan and said, "Since you're back, then quickly take a seat. The College Entrance Examination is about to begin. Everyone can't slack off for even a second!"
"Thank you, Teacher Huang!"
Yang Fan politely bowed and thanked him. Then he stepped into the classroom and went straight to his seat in the back row. It was as if there was no unpleasantness between him and Huang Zhong.
On the way back to his seat, all the students in the class stared at him as if they were looking at an alien. Shock, doubt, fear, fear, and so on. Yang Fan was a little embarrassed and felt that he must have become more handsome.
After returning to his seat, Yang Fan found that Ansheng was also staring at him with a dumbfounded expression. Yang Fan couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his handsome face. He softly asked Ansheng, "What's wrong, Fatty? It's only been two classes and you don't recognize me?"
Ansheng nodded honestly. "To be honest, I really don't dare to recognize you. Student Yang Fan, are you sure you just went to the Cultivation Room and not the Hair Room? "
"What do you mean?" Yang Fan was stunned. He thought that Ansheng would ask him about his relationship with Wang Zhe. He didn't expect that the first thing that came out of Ansheng's mouth would be the Hair Room.
"See for yourself!"
Ansheng held back his laughter and casually handed a small mirror to Yang Fan. Yang Fan took a look and shuddered. With a crack, he directly crushed the mirror in his hand.
Who was that monster in the mirror with a head full of purple hair and a face?!
When did my handsome face and elegant black hair become like this? Who was the one who framed me?!
Yang Fan was shocked and angry. At the same time, his old face was flushed with shame and anger.
Just now, he had actually swaggered around the school with his head dyed dark purple. It was no wonder that those juniors who had skipped class on the way back to the classroom ran away in fear the moment they saw him.
No wonder these students in the classroom looked at him as if they had seen a ghost. Even Huang Zhong was clearly shocked when he saw him.
He had always thought that these people were shocked by his sudden increase in cultivation and Cousin Wang Zhe standing up for him and beating up Huang Zhong and Xia Luo.
Now, it seemed that it wasn't the case at all!
He was framed by that Teacher Zhu from the School Resource Department!
Either Principal Chen Guang was unhappy that he went through the back door or was jealous of his handsome face, so he was deliberately messing with him!
Yang Fan's paranoia of being persecuted flared up again. He began to suspect and deduce who was trying to frame him.
"Yang Fan, the elixir you received from the School Resource Department couldn't be a Level 2 Spirit Nurturing Grass, right?" Ansheng suddenly thought of a possibility and whispered to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan nodded. So they really did something to the Spirit Nurturing Grass. It was really unforgivable!
"Then it's no wonder." Ansheng suddenly understood. Then, he asked Yang Fan in a very experienced manner, "I'm guessing that after you received the Spirit Nurturing Grass, you should have directly chosen to swallow it, right?"
Yang Fan nodded again. At the same time, he began to feel a little scared. Could it be that the Spirit Nurturing Grass wasn't for eating?
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Ansheng chuckled and said, "Don't worry, this is just one of the side effects of consuming the Spirit Nurturing Grass. It's very normal. It's just that your head and hair changed a little. After a few days, it will automatically dissipate. It won't cause any adverse effects to you."
"Actually, as long as you ask the School Resource Department's teachers more when you receive the elixir, or show a little bit of courtesy to them, they will very carefully tell you how to consume the elixir you need."
Ansheng spoke in an experienced tone and said to Yang Fan with a sly smile, "I'm sure that when you received the elixir, you definitely didn't ask much, or when Teacher Zhu or Teacher Zhao was promoting the legendary high-level spiritual mystic method to you, you didn't show any enthusiasm and even thought that they were liars."
"Otherwise, they would definitely tell you in advance that the best way to use the Spirit Nurturing Grass is to apply it externally to the forehead, not to swallow it directly."
"Eh?!"
Just as Ansheng finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. After looking at Yang Fan suspiciously for a while, without saying a word, he directly used his spiritual power to scan Yang Fan's body.
"Yang Fan, has your spiritual power broken through?!"
"And it's a skip promotion, directly becoming a Level Two Spirit Reader Master?!"
Ansheng's heart was shocked!
He actually couldn't sense any signs of spiritual power on Yang Fan's body. This was almost impossible unless Yang Fan's spiritual power had far exceeded his spiritual limit as a Level One Spirit Reader Master!
But how was this possible?
Even if Yang Fan took the Spirit Nurturing Grass, there shouldn't be such a huge breakthrough, right?
Was it so easy to become a Level Two Spirit Reader Master?
I've worked hard for three years, but I'm still at the peak of Level One. It's enough to show the toughness of the Level Two spiritual barrier. Yang Fan is a rookie who has just awakened his spiritual power and doesn't have any cultivation experience. How did he cross the spiritual barrier between Level One and Level Two?
This isn't scientific!!
Yang Fan curled his lips and looked at Ansheng, this damn fatty, with disdain. Now you know how to be shocked? Weren't you laughing happily just now?
Level Two Spirit Reader Master? How could I be so filthy? Do you really think that everyone is like you, trapped in the Level One Spirit Reader Master realm and unable to progress?
Yang Fan immediately became cocky and unceremoniously gave Ansheng a spiritual thrust. Ansheng quivered, and the depths of his sea of consciousness felt as if lightning had struck. His whole body suddenly became numb and stiff, and he didn't recover for a long time.
After about half a minute, he slowly woke up from the intense stimulation of the spiritual thrust. He stared straight at Yang Fan, and the shock in his eyes couldn't be any greater.
"Are you kidding me?!"
"Is Yang Fan a monster? He actually skipped Level Three! Now he's already a Level Three Spirit Reader Master?! "
"Damn, he's almost at the level of my old man! Does he have to be so awesome?! "
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