Chapter 4: Level 1 Green Vein Cultivation Room!

“Pfft! Shameless!”

Before Lin Mo could explain, a classmate walking by spat directly at him and Zhang Daha.

Fine, got dragged into this too…

Lin Mo wiped his face, then looked up to see Zhang Daha grinning lewdly at him.

He turned back in surprise to glance at the girl’s “powerful” back, then looked again at Zhang Daha and slapped his shoulder:

“Bro, you’re really hungry!”

Zhang Daha stared at him, puzzled:

“How do you know? Did you bring breakfast? I overslept and missed the buns at the cafeteria!”

Lin Mo shoved him away and walked toward the small balcony inside the classroom:

“No.”

“Then why are you going there?”

“To wash my face!!!”

After using the sink’s faucet to wash his face, he finally felt a faint return of that refreshing morning clarity.

Back at his seat, Zhang Daha was gnawing on a bun he’d somehow stolen, and asked again:

“Going to the cultivation room later?”

As senior students about to take the Immortal Exam, their academic studies had been fully suspended two months ago.

The remaining time was spent solely on reviewing literary cultivation lessons, and on cultivation, cultivation, and more cultivation.

The school’s spiritual energy cultivation rooms were open daily, even on holidays.

Still cultivating?

Just spend one merit point and your cultivation base goes up!

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, then nodded honestly:

“Same here, same here.”

Zhang Daha nodded, yawned, and said:

“I stayed up till 3 a.m. grinding ‘Immortal Pa Lu.’ I’m taking an early nap—wake me when the homeroom teacher comes.”

Lin Mo frowned, pleading earnestly:

“Aren’t you worried at all?”

“The Immortal Exam is less than a month away. Even if you don’t care about the martial test, at least aim for a high score on the literary test—otherwise you won’t even get into a regular university.”

Students with no hope of the Immortal Path still had options: they could pass the literary test and enter a regular university.

After graduation, they could become civil servants and retire at eighty to enjoy life.

Zhang Daha chuckled:

“What’s the point of college? My old man wants me to inherit the family bathhouse—being a small boss beats being a wage slave after graduation!”

Lin Mo snapped back to reality, nearly forgetting this guy was also a “dog-rich” kid.

He grunted: “Then why even go to the cultivation room? Just sleep in the dorm. Or better yet, transfer your cultivation hours to me.”

Zhang Daha snorted:

“Why wouldn’t I use the free spiritual energy room?”

He shrugged again:

“I’ll probably never become an immortal, but higher Qi Refining levels mean living many more years.”

“Like my old man—he had me at sixty, and now he’s nearly eighty and still full of energy.”

“That old bastard thinks I’m useless—he’s planning to give me a younger brother or sister soon…”

Lin Mo naturally knew all this.

That’s why, even though most classmates knew they couldn’t get into the Dao Academy, they still showed up daily to clock in and cultivate.

Outside the school, a spiritual energy room of this quality cost two thousand yuan per hour.

Senior students got two free hours daily, plus an extra hour, totaling three hours.

If you maxed out every day, you effectively earned six thousand yuan for free.

Unless you were an Immortal Second-Generation with a Spirit Gathering Array at home, no one would waste these hours.

Lin Mo’s earlier denial was precisely because of this.

Merit points do add experience, but free cultivation time is just as sweet~

One thing at a time.

After venting to Lin Mo for a while, Zhang Daha yawned and collapsed face-down on his desk, falling asleep amid the chorus of classmates reciting cultivation techniques.

Normally, Lin Mo wouldn’t be his “tool and alarm clock.”

But today he had to stay alert and accumulate [Merit Points]—he certainly wouldn’t slack off with Zhang Daha.

To avoid looking suspicious, he slipped his fingers into his desk drawer, covered them with a book, then bent and straightened his knuckles—system prompts flashed across his data screen:

[Merit +1]

[Merit +1]

[……]

Thanks to Lin Mo’s determined wakefulness, his morning self-study earned him another 65 Merit Points.

Combined with leftover Merit Points from before, he now had 155 total.

“Ding ding ding~!”

The bell for morning self-study had barely rung when Zhang Daha jolted awake without needing Lin Mo to call him.

They exchanged a glance, then simultaneously rose from their seats and sprinted toward the classroom door.

Around them, the classroom erupted with the clatter of chairs as nearly every student rushed toward the exit.

Their sole shared goal:

Grab a cultivation room.

Although the school’s spiritual energy rooms prioritized seniors, there were too few—if you arrived late, you might not get in until nightfall.

Thus, fighting for a cultivation room had surpassed fighting for cafeteria food as the daily challenge every senior faced.

Lin Mo and Zhang Daha’s seats were near the back of the classroom, close to the rear door.

Without much effort, they pushed out ahead of everyone else.

But exiting the classroom was only the start of the “real war”—the hallway was already packed with seniors, all sprinting frantically toward the cultivation room building.

“Hey hey hey, don’t push! I can’t stand!”

“Damn! Who touched my ass?!”

“Stop rubbing! I’m gonna get pregnant!”

“…”

The hallway echoed with shouts and curses.

Lin Mo spotted a gap in the crowd and darted straight in.

Insults flew past his ears—he ignored them, moving skillfully through the throng.

Behind him, Zhang Daha stared wide-eyed at his agile movements.

Did this bastard take a pill?

Why so fast today?!

Before he could react, Lin Mo’s figure vanished into the sea of bodies.

Five minutes later…

With a narrow advantage, Lin Mo “defeated” a fellow senior with equal speed and squeezed into an empty spiritual energy cultivation room.

After swiping his student card, “Available” instantly changed to “Occupied,” and he exhaled deeply.

“Phew~!”

Watching the room’s door slowly close, Lin Mo wiped sweat from his brow, a satisfied expression on his face.

His realm advancement had greatly improved his physical condition.

In the past, even if he secured a spot in the first batch, it was always one of the cramped rooms near the end.

Never before had he managed to grab a mid-range or even front-row room like today.

“Wuhu~ Awesome!!!”

Lin Mo cheered aloud, yet didn’t stop bending and straightening his fingers—

[Merit +1]

As the cultivation room sealed shut, a familiar system prompt echoed in his ears:

[Entered Level 1 Green Vein Cultivation Room (Lower), Spiritual Energy Bonus +12%, Remaining Time: 2 hours 59 minutes 59 seconds]