Chapter 100

"Your cultivation room time has been used up."

The prompt sounded.

In the room, the spiritual energy supply slowed down.

Until it stopped completely.

Suddenly.

Jiang Jian opened his eyes.

A wisp of spiritual light overflowed from his pupils, blasting directly onto the wall of the cultivation room!

Clang!

The wall bricks collapsed and shattered, and the embedded array even trembled violently!

A few seconds later.

The room array stabilized.

On the wall, gravel continued to fall.

"The control of spiritual energy is still not exquisite enough."

Jiang Jian frowned slightly.

He closed his eyes and opened them again.

The sharp cold spiritual light just now had hidden away.

100 hours of stable cultivation yielded a lot.

After killing the Mountain Ghost.

Jiang Jian, while cultivating.

Would also continuously recall and carefully cultivate the combat process.

After 100 hours of precipitation.

Not only was the Shenque spiritual essence more stable and solid.

Jiang Jian also perceived.

If he encountered a Mountain Ghost again.

He could completely adapt to circumstances and make a more perfect response method.

Although it was not certain that he could kill it alone.

But just to deal with the Mountain Ghost for a period of time, Jiang Jian was sure that he could do it now.

To the side.

Snow Accumulation looked at the fallen wall skin, its tail wagging, and whispered: "The credits were settled the day you came back."

It raised its identity device and swiped its claws.

A message from five days ago appeared on it.

"You have gained Heavenly Ladder settlement reward credits: 2,700."

"Your remaining credits: 8,150."

Snow Accumulation swiped the communication away and said: "The day after the settlement, you were kicked out of the Heavenly Ladder ranking."

"Now among the first-year freshmen, you have no ranking."

"In two more days, it will be time to settle credits again."

"If you don't fight again, there will be no settlement reward this week."

Snow Accumulation reminded.

"I know."

Jiang Jian stood up, "What time did Gu Qi make the appointment?"

Snow Accumulation opened its identity device and said: "6 PM."

Jiang Jian looked at the time.

3 PM.

"Return to the dormitory building."

Jiang Jian walked out of the cultivation room.

Inadvertently, he perceived.

There were far fewer students coming here to cultivate.

The cultivation building is shared by the first-year campus.

1,800 first-year students, if they want to use the cultivation room, all have to come to the cultivation building.

But Jiang Jian here.

Until he got off the elevator and boarded the flying shuttle.

Along the way.

He only saw a dozen students.

"By the way."

In the cabin, Snow Accumulation clicked the screen.

"Gu Qi sent you a set of clothes."

Jiang Jian asked: "What clothes?"

Snow Accumulation held the holographic screen in front of Jiang Jian: "It's specially customized by the faction."

On the holographic screen.

A mid-to-long black robe appeared.

The robe was magnificently crafted, the material color as black as an abyss.

The collar and sleeves were inlaid with gold edges, radiating a clear, faint light.

On the left chest, the Linjiang Academy emblem was also embroidered.

Only this rushing river was sewn with gold thread, using expensive flowing light material.

The whole set of clothes looked luxurious, noble, and compelling.

The academy uniform Jiang Jian wore was already well-crafted enough.

But compared to this faction clothing sent by Gu Qi, with black and gold edges, it was immediately eclipsed.

"This was Gu Qi, who checked your size through the admission information."

"Custom-made by a famous tailor master."

Snow Accumulation stared at the holographic screen and swiped its claws, "Gu Qi said that in his faction, there are no more than 10 people qualified to wear this set of clothes."

In front of the dormitory building, the flying shuttle stopped.

Jiang Jian returned to the apartment, and the robot butler immediately greeted him.

"Welcome back."

The screen in front of it showed today's menu, "What would you like to eat?"

"No."

Jiang Jian shook his head, put down his schoolbag, and walked directly into the bathroom.

Snow Accumulation wagged its tail, closed the door, stared at the menu, and smiled: "I want this, that, and this."

"Okay."

The robot butler's eye corners twitched, recorded it, and turned to walk into the machine room.

A dozen minutes later.

Jiang Jian had finished washing, wiped his hair dry, and changed into the academy's faction clothes.

The Gray Fox wagged its tail, eating and drinking.

Its peripheral vision caught Jiang Jian.

Suddenly stunned.

The next second.

It even forgot to swallow the rice in its mouth, stared at Jiang Jian, and couldn't speak for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Jian walked to the sofa, tied up the Han Guang sword, and picked up his schoolbag.

Under the cover of the black and gold-threaded cuffs, his fingers were fair and slender, firmly attracting Snow Accumulation's gaze.

"Nothing."

Snow Accumulation coughed dryly, "I suddenly feel that Yin Yin is a bit unworthy of you."

Jiang Jian was somewhat speechless, pushed the door open, and walked out.

In the elevator, there was no one.

Particle glass appeared, bright as a mirror.

Jiang Jian looked quietly at the reflection in the mirror.

Between the gold-threaded black robes, the light was fragmented, illuminating the young man's clear, beautiful, and pale face.

Shenque spiritual energy surged, cycling silently.

No matter when or where, cultivation never stopped.

Walked out of the dormitory building.

Jiang Jian opened his identity device and called for a small unmanned flying shuttle, inputting the instruction to go to Triple Jiangcheng.

The cross-boundary shuttle was a reward from the Security Force.

Driving it out was too conspicuous.

This time, invited by Gu Qi, Jiang Jian didn't intend to show off unnecessarily.

His goal was only one.

That was the 10-hour trial card for the Cultivation Special Prefecture.

"Triple Jiangcheng, Martial Arts Arena, destination confirmed."

The mechanical voice sounded.

By the porthole, Jiang Jian leaned against the comfortable seat.

He suddenly thought of the old-fashioned hovercars in Guangling City.

Guangling City didn't have expensive unmanned flying shuttles at all.

All old-fashioned hovercars required manual driving.

Compared to the prosperity of Triple Jiangcheng on Mount Tianzhu, Guangling City was like a city from over a hundred years ago, extremely backward.

The unmanned flying shuttle accelerated suddenly, entered the Mount Tianzhu orbit, and flew toward Triple Jiangcheng in the flow of countless flying shuttles.

The porthole's filtered ventilation system brought some cool air into the cabin.

Jiang Jian sat in his seat, cultivating quietly.

His long eyelashes trembled, the breeze blew, and the hair on his forehead lifted.

Soon.

The flying shuttle landed in Triple Jiangcheng.

Like an agile flying bird, it shuttled through the towering steel jungle.

"Martial Arts Arena, arriving soon."

The cold mechanical voice sounded.

Jiang Jian opened his eyes and looked forward.

The flying shuttle flew past the bottom of a suspended giant city and climbed rapidly.

The sun was dazzling, shining on the earth.

Countless majestic buildings standing in the sky reflected bright light.

Flying past a suspended island again, the flying shuttle rushed out of the sea of clouds, and the view suddenly opened up!

At the end of the dense steel city.

A huge ring-shaped building was firmly embedded in the center of the suspended city.

The ring-shaped building had countless boxes and seats.

Every certain distance, there would be a fleet field for the flying shuttles to dock.

"Box 1375."

Jiang Jian looked at the communication, opened his identity device, and entered the instruction again.

The flying shuttle accelerated suddenly and flew toward the south side of the ring-shaped building.

A few minutes later.

The flying shuttle landed in the fleet field.

Jiang Jian walked down the boarding ramp, identifying the area numbers of the boxes around him.

"Box 1375 is over here."

A few seconds later.

Jiang Jian accurately found the box location, tied up his schoolbag, and walked up the wide stairs.

It was called a box, but this house was more like a luxurious villa built against a cliff.

Such villas, in the huge environmental building, numbered fully several thousand.

"Classmate Jiang Jian."

At the entrance of the villa, Gu Qi, wearing a faction black robe, walked down the steps with a smile.

"Welcome to the Prayer Faction."

(End of chapter)