A tempest of emotions raged within Shi Lei's heart.
Suppressing his astonishment, he continued the movements.
Chest expansion.
The Source Energy flowed obediently into his thoracic cavity, nourishing his heart and lungs.
Turning his body.
The Source Energy spiraled up along his spine, circulating through his entire being.
Each motion acted like an exquisitely crafted comb, untangling the once-chaotic "energy" within him, smoothing it into perfect harmony.
The bottleneck at the peak of the Sixth Stage, which had remained as unyielding as stone for so long, now showed the faintest signs of loosening under this gentle refinement.
"This... this..."
Shi Lei trembled with excitement.
He understood now!
He finally understood!
This set of calisthenics was no mere physical exercise!
It was "Order"!
A supreme method to align one's energy with the resonance of the Heavenly Dao!
Teacher Su hadn't lied to him!
Teacher Su had spoken the truth!
This set of exercises truly could elevate him to the pinnacle of power!
Overwhelming ecstasy consumed him.
Below the stage.
The jeers had gradually faded into silence.
Every pair of eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at Shi Lei on the platform.
Though they couldn't grasp the profound principles at work, they could sense it—
Shi Lei's aura was skyrocketing at a terrifying pace!
Growing denser, more formidable by the second!
An invisible pressure radiated from him, turning the faces of the front-row students pale, their breath catching in their throats.
"What the hell... what's happening?"
"Shi Lei's presence... how did it get so strong?"
"He... he's just doing calisthenics, right? Why does it feel like... a breakthrough?"
The brawny youth's smirk froze completely.
He felt like a fool.
A complete and utter clown.
At the back.
The observing teachers could no longer remain seated.
They shot up from their chairs, necks craned, faces etched with shock.
"Source Resonance!"
"He's triggered it! Source Resonance!"
"How is this possible? Just from a set of calisthenics! This defies all logic!"
Only Zhao Hong remained seated, but his hands clutched the armrests with bone-white knuckles.
His facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.
He saw it—
He saw it with absolute clarity—
With every motion Shi Lei made, the energy in the entire lecture hall grew restless, forming a tiny vortex, its center fixed on Shi Lei!
And this vortex was expanding!
This meant Shi Lei was forging a connection with the world itself through these movements!
Once that connection solidified...
Zhao Hong dared not dwell on the thought.
He whipped his head toward the instigator of it all—the man who had sat quietly through the chaos, engrossed in his phone.
His eyes held nothing but boundless reverence.
Who...
Who was this man?!
"Boom!"
An intangible thunderclap exploded in everyone's minds!
On the platform, the once-small energy vortex around Shi Lei suddenly surged outward!
The raging energy of heaven and earth, like a flood bursting through a dam, poured violently into his body!
The lecture hall was engulfed in a howling gale!
Textbooks flapped wildly, pages torn loose and sent spiraling through the air!
Students' hair and clothes whipped about as if caught in a storm!
"Holy shit! Holy shit!"
"He's really breaking through! He's actually breaking through!"
"Reaching the Seventh Stage by doing calisthenics?! Am I dreaming? Someone punch me!"
"A miracle! This is a goddamn miracle!"
The students below lost their minds.
They clung to their desks, bracing against the torrential energy currents, yet their eyes remained glued to the radiant figure on the stage.
Awe.
And... fanatical fervor!
They had witnessed the birth of a legend!
A miracle that shattered every convention of cultivation they knew!
The brawny youth, who had laughed the loudest earlier, collapsed to his knees with a thud.
Not from the storm's force—he knelt of his own volition.
Not a trace of mockery remained on his face, only regret and terror.
His gaze darted between Shi Lei and the unfazed Su Qi, still scrolling on his phone at the eye of the storm.
Then he slapped himself hard across the face.
"I was wrong! I was so wrong!"
"I'm an idiot! The biggest fucking idiot alive!"
"Teacher Su! I beg your forgiveness!"
His voice cracked with desperation, drowned out by the roaring winds.
At the back.
The teachers fared even worse than the students.
Pale-faced, they strained against the energy storm, their expressions a mix of horror and disbelief.
"That... that's the energy signature of the Seventh Stage!"
"He actually broke through from the peak of the Sixth Stage!"
"Dear heavens! This violates the laws of energy conservation!"
An elderly professor specializing in energy theory trembled violently, adjusting his glasses with shaky hands.
"No! No! It doesn't violate anything! This is the true 'Dao'! Our theories were wrong! All wrong!"
"We've been forcibly seizing power! But he... he's communing with the world! The world is willingly bestowing its strength upon him! The levels are incomparable!"
Zhao Hong stared at Shi Lei, feeling the pure, vast energy of the Seventh Stage radiating from him. His mind reeled.
It had taken him a full year to break through from the Sixth Stage's peak to the Seventh.
Yet here was Shi Lei—his student—crossing that insurmountable gap in less than ten minutes.
Just by following a set of calisthenics!
As effortlessly as breathing!
The contrast was devastating.
Every ounce of pride and knowledge Zhao Hong had built over a lifetime crumbled to dust, trampled underfoot and spat upon.
He opened his mouth, but his throat was parched, incapable of speech.
All he could do was gaze at the eye of the storm—at the architect of this upheaval.
Su Qi.
Still seated. Still scrolling.
Untouched by the chaos unfolding around him.
Like a deity lounging upon an eternal throne, idly plucking the strings of mortal fate.
And the world...
...bowed in reverence.
The storm came swiftly.
And left just as fast.
As Shi Lei's energy stabilized, the torrent of heavenly energy subsided.
The classroom lay in ruins.
The classroom was in complete disarray—chairs and desks toppled over, books scattered everywhere like a typhoon had swept through. Students and teachers alike stood frozen in place, their clothes disheveled, faces blank with shock. The only sound piercing the silence was the crisp chime of a mobile game.
"Victory!"
Su Qi finally won a match. Satisfied, he turned off his phone, stretched lazily, and looked up. His gaze landed on Shi Lei, who was still standing at the podium.
Shi Lei was no longer the same person. The arrogance and sharp edge he once carried had been replaced by a profound, restrained aura—one that only those who had truly ascended to the ranks of high-level power could possess. His face was flushed with excitement, his eyes blazing with intensity. He could feel the unprecedented, surging yet docile energy within him, as if he had been reborn.
This was the Seventh Tier!
Was this what it felt like to stand at the pinnacle of strength?
It was overwhelming!
He felt like he could now defeat ten versions of his former self with a single punch.
Thud!
Unable to contain his gratitude and exhilaration, Shi Lei’s knees gave way, and he dropped heavily to the floor, kneeling before Su Qi.
He didn’t speak.
Instead, with all his strength, he kowtowed three times, his forehead striking the cold ground with dull, resounding thuds.
These were not reluctant gestures—they were offered with absolute reverence, with his entire being pressed to the floor.
How could he ever repay such a life-changing favor?
"Enough, enough," Su Qi waved a hand dismissively. "A man’s pride is worth more than gold. Stop kneeling—the floor’s dirty."
"Just remember to pay your tuition on time."
Shi Lei stiffened, then abruptly raised his head, his eyes instantly reddening.
Teacher… He…
He’s still worried about my knees getting cold… Still finding a way to remind me to work hard…
Teacher, I could cry!
"Yes! This student understands!" Shi Lei’s voice boomed, filled with boundless gratitude. He rose to his feet and respectfully stepped aside, standing like a loyal guard beside Su Qi.
Su Qi ignored him and scanned the room, taking in the dumbfounded students and teachers. He cleared his throat.
"Everyone see that clearly?"
His voice shattered the suffocating silence.
The class jolted awake as if electrocuted.
Then, as if a switch had been flipped—
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
One after another, the sound of knees hitting the floor echoed through the classroom.
Apart from Lin Jing and a few teachers still standing in the back, every single student had dropped to their knees.
Their eyes, fixed on Su Qi at the podium, burned with fanaticism, worship—and a trace of deep-seated fear.
They finally understood what kind of being stood before them.
This wasn’t just a teacher.
This was a god walking among mortals.
"Teacher Su! I was wrong!"
"Teacher Su, please guide me too! I’ll do anything!"
"Teacher Su, I’ll give you everything I own! Please take me as your disciple!"
Pleas and confessions erupted like a fervent religious gathering.
Only Zhao Hong remained rigid at the back.
He hadn’t knelt.
Not because he didn’t want to—but because he didn’t dare.
His legs felt like they were weighed down with lead.
As he watched the surreal, awe-inspiring scene unfold, his soul trembled.
The system he took pride in, the principles he had upheld his entire life—they had been utterly shattered in this moment.
Teaching?
Evaluations?
Standards?
In the face of such absolute, incomprehensible power—of god-making—those things seemed laughable, pitifully fragile.
He felt like a fool trying to hold back a tsunami with a handful of sand.
"Principal…"
Zhao Hong’s lips moved, his voice barely a whisper.
"I… think I understand now…"
He finally grasped Principal Xiao Ya’s wisdom.
And realized just how foolish and blind he had been.
This young man—his arrival wasn’t meant to challenge Tianxing Academy’s system.
He was here to…
Overturn the entire supernatural world!
Su Qi massaged his temples, exasperated by the sea of kneeling, wailing students.
"Get up."
He frowned, impatience lacing his tone.
"This is a classroom, not a funeral hall."
His voice wasn’t loud, yet it carried clearly to every ear.
The kneeling students stiffened, exchanging uncertain glances.
But none dared disobey.
They scrambled to their feet, hastily straightening their clothes, then stood like guilty schoolchildren, heads bowed, not daring to breathe too loudly.
Silence reclaimed the room.
"You there—the one laughing the loudest earlier."
Su Qi’s finger lazily pointed toward a burly young man in the crowd.
The young man flinched as if struck, nearly collapsing to his knees again.
"T-Teacher… I… I…"
His face turned ghostly pale, lips trembling too much to form words.
I’m done for.
Teacher’s going to punish me now.
I laughed so hard… even accused him of running a scam…
I’m dead!
His mind conjured images of Su Qi disintegrating him into molecules with a flick of the wrist, his remains scattering in the wind.
"Come up here." Su Qi crooked a finger.
The young man’s legs gave out. He had to be half-carried to the podium, where he stood before Su Qi, shaking like a leaf.
"T-Teacher Su… I… I was wrong…"
"I know I messed up, I’m an idiot, a moron… Please, have mercy, just let me go…"
He babbled tearful apologies.
Su Qi ignored his groveling and studied him briefly.
"Decent talent, good physique. Just a bit slow upstairs."
A fair assessment.
The young man blinked, unsure if he was being complimented or insulted.
Is he… praising me?
"Stop crying," Su Qi waved him off. "Since you’ve got so much energy, I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourself."
"Stand next to Shi Lei and follow his lead."
"Huh?" The young man’s head snapped up, disbelief written all over his face.
Teacher… isn’t punishing me?
He’s giving me a chance?
The sudden turn of events left him dazed.
"What, not interested?" Su Qi arched a brow.
"No! No! I’ll take it! A thousand times yes!"
The young man snapped out of it, ecstasy flooding his features.
Bowing deeply, as if in worship, he stammered,
"Thank you, Teacher! Thank you!"
Then, practically bouncing with joy, he scurried to Shi Lei’s side, standing ramrod straight, face alight with anticipation.
The students in the audience turned red-eyed at the sight.
Envy!
Jealousy!
Resentment!
Why him?!
Just because he’s loud and laughs a lot, he gets personal guidance from the teacher?
If only I’d laughed like that too!
Su Qi watched the scene unfold.
But inside, she felt nothing.
Lately, she’d been tired.
Maybe she’d just sleep for a while.
The rest of the story could wait until she woke up.
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