Although the improvement was slow, its advantage lay in being stable and cumulative. Most importantly, it was free. Combined with the attribute points exchanged from popularity values, his growth potential might not be as bleak as it appeared on the surface. He should be able to quickly catch up with his classmates.
After resting for about fifteen minutes and recovering some strength, Chen Guan struggled to his feet and, as usual, first checked the condition of his main body.
Everything was normal. The sleeping face looked especially peaceful in the evening light filtering through the window. He meticulously completed the feeding and cleaning, his movements gentle. This was Old Me, after all; if he didn't love him, who would?
Looking at his sleeping self for a while longer, he let out a faint sigh. Old Me, wake up soon. Old Me is really tired, it's my turn to lie down.
However, staring wouldn't wake him up. After watching for a bit longer, he finally took off his soaked clothes and went into the bathroom for a hot shower. The warm water washed over his aching muscles, bringing waves of relief.
Taking a shower was actually quite inconvenient. After all, he and Old Me couldn't be too far apart, so he had to drag Old Me along. Fortunately, this segment was paywalled content, so he didn't have to worry about the audience seeing it.
After taking a comfortable hot shower and changing into clean pajamas, Chen Guan felt like a new man.
He sat down at the desk, turned on his personal terminal, and sorted through the recent information.
Based on Chen Guan's current understanding of this world's power levels, a Tier 3 Esper was already considered an elite, absolutely top-tier among the freshmen.
For example, An Changqing and Long Ao were exactly at Tier 3.
Although he could watch an ad to revive if he died, it wouldn't refresh his status; it would only heal fatal wounds. Rather than calling it a Guardian Angel armor, it was more like having a death-defying blade permanently welded to his body.
Even if he was blown to smithereens, he could be pieced back together. Though it would probably involve his original body disappearing entirely, followed by a fully assembled person appearing out of thin air, which was a bit terrifying.
It seemed he was still inside the school for now, but the school required students to complete missions, so there would eventually be times when he had to face the outside world.
Rubbing the storage ring on his finger, Chen Guan pondered his future.
The storage ring on his hand was also part of the novice gift pack. Otherwise, given Chen Guan's penniless state when he first arrived in this world, it would be a miracle if he could afford it.
He actually didn't have much money right now. It was just thanks to being in school, where almost everything was free and there were few paid items, that he could continue living comfortably.
At first, Chen Guan also wanted to put the coffin into the storage ring. Unfortunately, the storage ring couldn't hold a living person, so Old Me could only be carried on his back.
Pausing his thoughts, Chen Guan began to preview the course materials for tomorrow's Spiritual Power Guidance class.
Instructor Yun Zhi, who taught this course, was known for her gentleness. Even her name sounded gentle, completely different from Li Yan, whose very name exuded an intense sense of oppression.
The course content was primarily aimed at helping freshmen initially perceive and stabilize their own spiritual power, laying the foundation for subsequent meditation, ability control, and even more advanced applications.
This was crucial for Chen Guan, who currently lacked spiritual perception. He hoped to find a chance to perceive spiritual energy through it, as book knowledge was ultimately not that objective.
Tomorrow... would there be any surprises?
As the night deepened, the campus returned to tranquility. Chen Guan closed his terminal and lay on his floor bed, his mind filled with chaotic thoughts.
He turned on his side and looked at the black iron coffin in the corner, which gleamed with a dark luster under the moonlight. Inside the coffin was the sleeping source of his being, and outside the coffin was the alternate identity struggling to survive.
A faint, almost inaudible sigh echoed in the room.
It's not hard work, just a hard life.
...
The next morning, Chen Guan arrived punctually at the Meditation Hall located on the south side of the Tianshu District. This was a quaintly designed hall surrounded by emerald bamboo. The environment was serene, and a faint scent of sandalwood permeated the air, involuntarily calming one's mind.
The classes attending were still the Tianshu and Tianxuan classes. Over fifty people arrived one after another, sitting cross-legged on the futons spread across the main hall.
Compared to the tension of yesterday's physical combat class, the atmosphere right now was much more relaxed. Even Long Ao's tense expression had softened somewhat. Sure enough, Chen Guan wasn't the only one; many people were quite fearful of Li Yan but felt much more at ease with Yun Zhi.
Instructor Yun Zhi soon appeared before the crowd. She looked to be in her thirties, wearing a moon-white long dress. Her aura was as gentle as water, her facial features soft, and her gaze revealed a deep sense of tranquility.
She didn't deliberately exude any imposing presence, but everyone could feel an inner peace radiating from her.
Hello, students. I am Yun Zhi. Her voice was soft and pleasant, like a clear mountain spring. Starting today, I will guide you through the initial perception of spiritual power and basic meditation.
She first briefly explained the concept of spiritual power. Unlike the external energy of spiritual energy, spiritual power leaned more towards the sum of inner consciousness, intent, and perception. It was the crucial foundation for Espers to control their abilities and communicate with the world.
Those with strong spiritual power might not necessarily have tyrannical spiritual energy, but those with tyrannical spiritual energy usually did not have weak spiritual power.
To perceive spiritual power, you must first be still. Yun Zhi began to guide everyone to adjust their breathing, relax their bodies, and close their eyes to focus. Eliminate all distracting thoughts, feel your own breathing, heartbeat, and the flow of your blood... Then, explore inward to find that one inextinguishable light of your true self.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
