In this world, there was no shortage of people born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and Wang Ling was one of them. But his background was like a fighter jet born with a golden spoon, and he had almost subverted civilization and order in the entire cultivation world.
In a rather ordinary family apartment, Mr. and Mrs. Wang rocked the stroller with loving smiles on their faces.
"I really didn't expect our family's baby to grow so big in the blink of an eye."
"That's right, today is our Ling Ling's birthday …"
"Honey, did you prepare a gift?"
"Of course!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a long, thick treasure from his waist, and the woman next to him was instantly startled.
Its sturdy long body was adorned with all sorts of strange gems and jewels. The moment it appeared, it was a little dazzling. The woman stared at this big treasure with a completely stunned expression. Her mouth was slightly agape, revealing her astonishment without concealing it at all.
"— This is!"
"Chanel's flying sword!" Father Wang had a proud expression on his face. "I spent a full half a year's savings to specially prepare this for our Ling Ling. No one in our Wang family has ever reached the Golden Core stage … Honey, this flying sword is my hope for Ling Ling! "
In this world where cultivation and modern science were perfectly combined, the realm system had already completely replaced diplomas as the new standard for measuring a person's level of education. Poor Mr. and Mrs. Wang had never graduated from the Body Forging stage since they were young, and had been stuck in the preparatory class.
This Chanel flying sword was a priceless flying sword in the Golden Core realm.
Father Wang had gritted his teeth and bought it at the risk of having to eat dirt for the next few days.
However, Wang Ling, who still had a pacifier in his mouth in the stroller, only glanced at it out of the corner of his eye before a look of disgust appeared on his face.
… This was the first time he had seen such an ugly flying sword.
The most speechless thing was that this man had actually placed such an ugly sword next to his pillow, and even claimed that it was to ward off evil spirits?
Ward off your sister! The Four Olds had been wiped out two thousand years ago, and now it was the era of scientific cultivation. Where did this feudal remnant Timo come from!?
Thus, speechless, Wang Ling directly stretched out his small hand, which was less than a quarter the size of Mr Wang's palm, and with a crack, he directly broke this ugly flying sword.
That year, Wang Ling had just turned one …
…
When Wang Ling was one year old, he had broken the big magic sword with his bare hands. At that time, the Wang couple directly filed a complaint to the Quality Supervision Bureau, denouncing the unscrupulous merchants who maliciously peddled fake and shoddy products. How could a mere infant break a Golden Core Stage flying sword with his bare hands?!
At that time, Father Wang and Mother Wang smacked their heads and agreed that they had bought a fake Chanel flying sword.
It wasn't until Wang Ling was three years old that the couple witnessed their son skillfully fly around the room on a small children's wooden sword. Only then did they realize that they hadn't bought a fake sword back then …
They had clearly given birth to a fake son!
As muggles in the cultivation world who had been stuck at the Body Refinement stage for many years, the Wang couple could never imagine that they had given birth to Wang Ling.
Was this a genetic mutation?
Or had they skipped some crucial step in the creation of a human?
None of this mattered.
Because compared to all of this, Father Wang and Mother Wang were more convinced that Wang Ling was the chosen one whom the heavens had bestowed upon their Wang family!
It was also thanks to Father Wang and Mother Wang's fortitude that Wang Ling had been able to safely get through the weakest period between the ages of zero and five.
Otherwise, Wang Ling felt that he would have been sent to a human research institute to be dissected long ago.
He might even have had the chance to appear on the relatively well-known "Approaching Science" program.
Without any of the waves he had imagined, nor any exaggerated heavenly phenomena, Wang Ling realized that his realm had grown along with his age. On average, he would advance by one level at the age of two, and even he himself didn't know why.
In order not to expose his aura, Wang Ling drew a talisman according to ancient records and hid it on his right arm. He had been relying on the talisman to conceal his aura for many years, so he was safe and sound.
…
That year, Wang Ling was sixteen.
High school came faster than he had imagined. In order to appear relatively normal, Wang Ling had always advocated keeping a low profile in his daily life.
He didn't pursue any key city high school, but chose an ordinary public high school — No. 60 High School, Peiyuan district, Songhai city.
Wang Ling arrived at school wearing only an ordinary white shirt and jeans.
Looking around, apart from the stone statue at the main entrance of the school, whose features could no longer be clearly seen, and the handful of palm trees around it, the whole school was even more ordinary than he had imagined.
It had to be said that if it was a genuine key city high school, all the trees on the campus would be spirit gathering trees, and there would even be a huge spirit gathering array under the foundation of the teaching buildings, so that students could stay focused and alert at all times during their daily studies.
But these spirit gathering arrays were of no f * * king use to Wang Ling. Because of the huge difference in realm, not only could he not sense the minuscule amount of spirit energy coming from the spirit gathering array, it was also very easy for him to destroy the entire magnetic field of the array.
Wang Ling didn't want to hold up other people's futures because of him. Thus, he had chosen a relatively ordinary high school. Although the environment was a little crude, Wang Ling was still very satisfied overall. At least here, it was very good for hiding his true realm.
Today was No. 60 High School's newcomers' meet-and-greet, which was in fact also a general screening session.
Before the new students officially enrolled, the school needed to collect each student's grades, and then rationally divide them into classes based on their grades. The elite class, the intermediate class, the ordinary class, and the remedial class.
Standing in front of an LCD screen, Wang Ling followed the instructions on the screen to find the class he would be interviewing in.
Given Wang Ling's usual style, he absolutely couldn't go to a place like the elite class, which would greatly increase the risk of exposing his realm. Furthermore, places like the remedial class were a little degrading to Wang Ling.
Considering the overall situation, the intermediate class and the ordinary class were the best choices.
"Excuse me, do you know how to get to Grade One, Class Three?"
Suddenly, a sweet voice came from behind Wang Ling. Wang Ling's figure was startled. Although he had already sensed the girl's aura from afar the moment she had entered the school gates, he clearly hadn't expected her to actually talk to him.
Out of the corner of his eye, Wang Ling glanced at her indifferently. She was a pretty good-looking girl.
"Are you here to report in today too?"
Seeing that Wang Ling didn't answer her, the unfamiliar girl continued to ask as if they were very familiar with each other. The girl was wearing a tight-fitting white T-shirt, jeans, and casual shoes. Her long hair was elegant, and her skin was fair. Wang Ling only needed to use his spirit energy to feel her out a little, and he could immediately deduce this girl's true level. This person was definitely made for the elite class. It was destined that they would never be classmates.
But as luck would have it, Wang Ling discovered that his class for the interview was actually the Grade One, Class Three that this girl had mentioned.
Still not saying a word, Wang Ling pointed to a classroom not far away, where Grade One, Class Three was.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
