[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world":3,"chapter-cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-11":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Cultivation: I Studied Abroad in the Modern World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2263737,4418,"Chapter 11: Supreme","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-11",11,"\u003Cp>Ever since the Lady revealed his hidden thoughts, Wu the steward had been deeply uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, he couldn’t help but harbor a grudge against Zheng Fa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly: he understood that the Lady sending Zheng Fa and the other two to meet Xu Zheng effectively removed Zheng Fa from consideration as Seventh Young Master’s personal attendant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to studying, martial cultivation demands far greater resources—this is precisely what the saying “poor in literature, rich in martial arts” means.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among Zheng Fa, Han Cheng, and Gao Yuan, Zheng Fa came from the poorest family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Xu the instructor had said earlier, let alone whether Zheng Fa even had talent, even if he did, his physical foundation would wither away if he couldn’t eat enough every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After grasping the Lady’s intent, his attitude toward Zheng Fa naturally grew colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough, Xu instructor. Since the Lady instructed it, examine these three thoroughly—I must report back to her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing the Lady’s name, the previously boisterous Xu instructor’s face softened into respectful deference; he extended his large hand and pinched Han Cheng’s skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bone age: seventeen years and two months.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zheng Fa suddenly remembered a question: since he had traveled between two worlds for five years, would his bone age be abnormal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although each time he was in the other world, time in this world seemed to stand still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his body had grown extremely fast over these five years—could this be the reason?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His origins were clearly documented in the Zhao household; if they discovered he was not seventeen but over twenty, what would they think?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa involuntarily grew tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu instructor’s hand moved along Han Cheng’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Innate bone structure… middling to poor.” He then sneered, showing clear disdain: “But now, he’s barely poor quality!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa faintly understood: Xu instructor’s notion of “quality” likely combined innate bone structure with postnatal nourishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He released his grip and said to Han Cheng, whose face still showed reluctance: “If you don’t eat properly, not only will you fail at martial cultivation—you’ll shorten your lifespan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Han Cheng’s face flushed with fear and gratitude: “Thank you, my lord, for your guidance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu instructor waved dismissively and beckoned to Gao Yuan beside him: “You, come here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa had been standing shoulder to shoulder with Gao Yuan while waiting; now he could see a faint sheen of sweat on the man’s forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bone age: sixteen years and six months.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Innate bone structure,” Xu instructor’s face suddenly lit up with a smile: “It’s middling-high? Excellent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Gao Yuan’s earlier tension melted into delight; Han Cheng bit his lower lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu the steward also nodded, feigning satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Postnatal… have you trained in martial arts?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa noticed Xu instructor’s brow furrow slightly, as if displeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Yuan, looking nervous, replied: “My father once trained in martial arts; he taught me a couple of peasant techniques…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense! The more you cultivate, the more you must eat—if your family can’t afford it, you’ll ruin your physical foundation!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Xu instructor’s view, eating mattered more than training when it came to martial cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poor innate foundation wasn’t worth discussing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If your innate foundation was good, you had to eat more than others to sustain it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you trained, you needed even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Yuan had decent innate talent, which already required high nourishment; if he’d trained before, he’d easily become malnourished…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your father trained too—how could he not know this basic rule?” Xu instructor growled, placing his hand on Gao Yuan’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? You’ve been well-nourished? Bone structure undamaged.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Yuan bowed, slightly embarrassed: “My father is highly favored by Second Master; he receives many rewards daily.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Family has money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Xu instructor’s face showed sudden comprehension: “You’re surnamed Gao? Son of Manager Gao?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Yuan nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu instructor shrugged and remarked: “You’ve got a good father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Releasing Gao Yuan, Xu instructor gestured for Zheng Fa to step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa was extremely nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His greatest fear was still that Xu instructor would detect an anomaly in his bone age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu instructor’s expression was casual—he’d already seen a rare middling-high talent in Gao Yuan, so he paid less attention to Zheng Fa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if sensing Zheng Fa’s tension, he patted Zheng Fa’s shoulder: “Don’t be afraid—fear won’t make you grow an extra bone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sir, you really know how to comfort people—I’m afraid I’ve grown too fast, too much…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bone age: seventeen years and six months!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the heavy stone in Zheng Fa’s chest slowly lifted, though another question surfaced: what exactly was this crossing-over?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could make the body ignore the passage of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Innate bone structure… supreme!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu instructor’s eyes flickered with surprise; he couldn’t help but whistle: “What kind of day is this? One middling-high, and now a supreme?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Yuan, who had just been smiling, now looked at Zheng Fa with wary caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you…” Xu instructor carefully scrutinized Zheng Fa’s clothing and appearance, then shook his head: “Who knows if this is fortune or misfortune?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No further explanation was needed—everyone, including Zheng Fa, understood his meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa clearly came from a poor household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The better your innate structure, the more likely it was a curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Yuan’s shoulders relaxed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Wu the steward, who had previously disliked Zheng Fa, now looked at him with faint regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This boy wasn’t just sharp-witted—he also had excellent martial potential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another family, he might have had a brilliant future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, all one could do was sigh at the waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa felt Xu instructor’s massive hand patting his back, his shoulder blades and every vertebra thoroughly probed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help but feel strangely uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning his head, he saw the man frowning deeply, as if puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long silence, Xu instructor stroked his chin beard and studied Zheng Fa with scrutiny: “You… also have a good father?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My father was deeply kind, but he passed away five years ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dead?” Xu instructor looked even more confused: “Then again, no one in the Zhao household has ever mentioned a prominent Zheng family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three beside him also sensed something odd; Wu the steward asked: “Is his talent good?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Talent? Innate bone structure is supreme—that’s excellent. But this boy… eats better than that Gao boy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu instructor’s expression turned strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manager Gao of the Second Branch was famously favored among Zhao household servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa clearly wasn’t from a good background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he eat better than Gao Yuan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa suddenly thought of a possible explanation—if time hadn’t passed during his crossing, but the food he consumed was fully absorbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then over these five years, he’d effectively eaten fourteen days’ worth of meals in just seven days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although in this world he ate little each day, the total still exceeded what others consumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, even in modern times, he ate far more than his classmates at the cafeteria, sometimes adding roasted chickens as snacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu the steward studied Zheng Fa intently for a moment before asking: “Between Gao Yuan and Zheng Fa—who is superior?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu instructor stared at him as if he were an idiot: “Middling-high versus supreme—which is better?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu the steward understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression grew troubled: he had assumed Zheng Fa would be the worst among them in this bone examination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady likely thought the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now Zheng Fa was the best—how was he supposed to report this to her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like slapping her in the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood frozen for a long while, then turned to the three and said: “Wait here. I’ll go ask the Lady.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1266,"2026-06-19T19:16:02.864Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0fbfe1a70b0748690b256cce01259b8f6aa7b1313773cce1f047dcf62dedffd6","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-12","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-10",487,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-cover.jpg"]