Chapter 92

92. Chapter 92: Terrifying Cultivation Metrics

Training Field Four.

The test of Li Yi’s personal cultivation metrics ended half an hour ago.

At this moment.

Instructors Fan Zhi, Zhou Gang, and others gradually exited the testing room.

Lu Yue and Liu Yu, who had served as temporary guides, now followed the crowd out of the testing room, their eyes repeatedly flicking toward the electronic screen outside—but Li Yi’s name never appeared, leaving them increasingly anxious.

Just how high is Li Yi’s cultivation metric?

“Lu Yue, how’s it going? What’s the result? Spit it out already!” Some trainees, equally impatient, pressed him.

Li Yi passed all four training fields.

A normal cultivator achieving a hundred percent is already excellent; if Li Yi’s metric reached three hundred percent, he’d be a top-tier cultivation genius—one year of his training equaling three years of others’, with limitless future potential.

“What kind of cultivation metric would require so many people? I suspect Li Yi’s already exceeded two hundred percent, possibly even reached three hundred.”

Meanwhile, the rumor that Li Yi’s cultivation metric reached four hundred and twenty percent spread rapidly through Tianchang City’s cultivation circles.

“Li Yi is one of us from the Investigation Bureau—we protect our own. What’s there to fear?”

“What’s wrong with Li Yi’s cultivation metric?” Liu Yu said offhandedly. “At most, it’s just a bit higher.”

At this moment.

“Zhang Lei, what’s going on?”

Lu Yue and Liu Yu heard the voice and hurried over, immediately staring at the screen—Li Yi’s name now appeared at the very top, pushing Zhang Lei, who had been first, down to second place.

But no one responded to the man.

Zhang Lei and several other Investigation Bureau senior officers were still in the meeting room.

Zhang Lei, having seen much in his life, was merely slightly surprised: “I thought Li Yi’s rapid progress meant he’d acquired some rare artifact from that Ning Wu. Turns out it’s this—this cultivation metric is extraordinary. In Tianchang City, he’s likely top five.”

“Four hundred and twenty percent?” Everyone in the meeting room fell silent at the number.

As the massive screen on the training field refreshed, everyone’s cultivation metric rankings shifted.

“No, I’m not disbelieving—I just can’t accept it.”

Receiving this news so suddenly made Zhang Lei pause mid-meeting.

At the same time.

He ended by tossing the question everyone cared about to Fan Zhi.

This value was so far beyond normal that people wondered if it was even possible for a cultivator—could the testing machine be broken, producing an absurd result?

“How could Li Yi’s cultivation metric be this high?” Someone screamed in disbelief.

Instantly, every trainee’s gaze snapped to the screen.

Many had come just for the spectacle, only to wait endlessly while Li Yi’s metric remained unpublished—wasting their time entirely.

“Li Yi’s cultivation metric is four hundred and twenty percent?”

Four hundred and twenty percent.

Zhang Lei smiled: “Li Yi just went to Training Field Four to test his cultivation metric. The result was four hundred and twenty percent—so absurdly high that the instructors asked me whether to release it.”

Lu Yue cursed: “You ask me? Who the hell do you think I am? I was just a guide—I didn’t even see Li Yi’s data. If you want to know, ask the instructor. She knows his metric inside and out.”

This was an incredibly terrifying cultivation metric.

In the meeting room, someone noticed Zhang Lei whispering to a nearby investigator and asked:

Quickly, the matter was settled: Li Yi’s cultivation metric would be released.

But after a brief silence, the room erupted in stunned exclamations.

Everyone had guessed Li Yi’s metric was high—some speculated over two hundred percent, others like Lu Yue dared suggest three hundred—but no one dared imagine this number.

“Instructor Fan, are you sure your data’s correct? Is Li Yi’s metric truly four hundred and twenty percent?” Zhou Gang asked again for confirmation.

The entire training field fell silent at the sight of this metric.

Zhou Gang let out a bitter laugh: “How can the gap between people be this wide? My metric hasn’t even reached a hundred, yet he’s already over four hundred percent. I don’t believe it—I need to calm down. My heart feels unbalanced, painful.”

An astonishing number appeared.

Though Lu Yue looked large and brash, he had a keen side—he now said: “If it were just slightly higher, releasing Li Yi’s metric wouldn’t matter. But what if it’s far higher? What then?”

“Three hundred percent?” Liu Yu’s eyes widened in shock: “No, that can’t be.”

The matter of Li Yi’s cultivation metric had already been reported upward.

Li Yi, cultivation metric: four hundred and twenty percent.

“Did they approve?”

Fan Zhi was surprised—the upper echelons had responded so quickly.

Liu Yu blinked, then glanced at the top line of the screen: “Zhang Lei’s metric is already one hundred and ninety percent—nearly two hundred. Could Li Yi’s have surpassed two hundred?”

“Look, quick—screen updated! Li Yi’s metric’s out!”

Even Instructor Zhou Gang couldn’t help glancing at Fan Zhi, who had just returned after updating the data.

Fan Zhi smiled: “When I first saw this metric, I was stunned too. So I retested Li Yi multiple times—I can guarantee the data is accurate. If you don’t believe me, check the logs in the testing room, or pull the surveillance footage.”

Instructor Fan Zhi, calm and gentle, said: “Trainees, don’t rush. Li Yi’s cultivation metric involves sensitive issues and privacy. Until we obtain Li Yi’s personal consent and approval from the Investigation Bureau, we cannot release it. But I’ve already reported it—expect a response soon.”

Some trainees began complaining.

He waved his hand, walked to a corner, squatted down, and frowned, sighing heavily.

Lu Yue and Liu Yu stood frozen, eyes wide, utterly stunned.

He had once planned to train hard, learn a technique, and challenge Li Yi again to reclaim his lost pride.

Most still stared blankly at the screen.

A senior officer immediately decided: “Of course release it. Li Yi’s metric is this high—he’ll awaken his spiritual sense sooner or later. Our Investigation Bureau’s top strength is still weak. We urgently need talents like him to stabilize the situation. Otherwise, trouble will only multiply.”

Because this number shattered the current known record in Tianchang City’s cultivation circles, leaving everyone stunned.

Inside Training Field Four.

This cultivation metric was truly despair-inducing.

“Ah, so complicated? Why don’t other people’s metrics need Investigation Bureau approval?”

“If there’s no issue, release Li Yi’s cultivation metric,” Instructor Zhou Gang murmured. “It might cause some trouble, but for our Investigation Bureau, it’s good news.”

“Li Yi is too young. He just achieved great merit—now releasing such a metric, won’t that bring trouble?”

“I’m just speculating. We’ll wait and see,” Lu Yue muttered.

Now he realized how ridiculous his earlier thought had been.

“Makes sense. Li Yi is a key prospect for our Investigation Bureau. The more outstanding he is, the greater the benefit to us. His metric can be released.”

“If this goes public, it might bring Li Yi some trouble—but he’s one of ours, so it won’t spiral out of control. Still, I should consult other seniors. Wait a moment.”

“Mm.” Fan Zhi nodded. “I’ll upload the data and display it publicly.”

They understood exactly what this metric meant—and how valuable it was.

Yet Li Yi, the creator of this metric, had vanished—as if he’d never been there. By the time some realized, he’d quietly slipped away.

Li Yi’s cultivation metric was uploaded.

“There’s a problem,” Lu Yue suddenly realized, his expression darkening.

Soon.

“Very likely—because the metric is so high, the instructors sealed the news and reported it upward, leaving the Investigation Bureau to decide whether to release it. Otherwise, why go through all this trouble? Liu Yu, think: when testing Li Yi, they used seven guides.” Lu Yue crossed his arms, standing firm.

Terrifying.

“Four hundred and twenty percent? Is Li Yi’s potential really this terrifying?” Lu Yue fell silent for a long while, a wave of helplessness and bitterness rising in his chest.

He didn’t stay at the training base—he returned to his dorm, packed his things, and prepared to go home.

Thus, Li Yi had unknowingly returned to the old district.