Chapter 191: Level 10 Spring-Autumn, Electric King

Inside Songyang High School.

In the classroom of Class 10, Grade 11.

Although Class 10 is the class with the worst average grades among the 11th-grade classes at Songyang, the immortal cultivation atmosphere in the classroom still far exceeds that of an ordinary high school.

When Bai Zhenzhen, her face icy cold, opened the classroom door and walked in, what she saw were desks covered with syringes and medicine bottles, and the fearful gazes of the Class 10 students.

In the eyes of these Class 10 students, Bai Zhenzhen, who ranked in the top two of the grade and had won competition prizes, was a true inner sect prodigy of Songyang High School, someone destined to ascend to the second layer and attend university.

As for their Class 10? They were just pure chore boys—after graduating high school they would have to go work, with one foot already stepping into the factory.

But now, seeing an inner sect prodigy come to their chore room, every student present felt a wave of surprise.

"It’s Bai Zhenzhen! The prodigy from the demonstration class actually came to our garbage heap!"

"This is the top two female academic star of the grade! If I could copy her test paper, I’d even be willing to skip class!"

"Is she here to bully us? Don’t steal my homework!"

Just as the students in the class were all thinking wildly with varied thoughts, the Class 10 monitor quickly stood up, walked toward Bai Zhenzhen, and said, "Senior Bai Zhenzhen, is there something you need from us?"

Although they were all 11th graders, on the path of immortal cultivation, the one who achieves mastery comes first. To survive better in Songyang High School, the Class 10 students always addressed students from other classes as "senior" or "senior sister."

Seeing the monitor approach, Bai Zhenzhen pulled a power bank from her pocket and said coldly, "I’m taking the socket in your class."

"From now on, you will charge this power bank for me every day."

"Once it’s fully charged, bring it to me."

After saying this, ignoring the confusion and tension on the monitor’s face, Bai Zhenzhen turned and left.

She wasn’t afraid at all that these Class 10 students would dare not follow her instructions. After all, in high school, grades reign supreme—mediocre students have no power to resist academic stars. Charging a power bank was a trivial matter; even kneeling and kowtowing would have to be done.

After leaving Class 10, Bai Zhenzhen went to several other classrooms one by one, handing out the power banks she had in her pocket.

Then Bai Zhenzhen arrived at the floor where the 10th-grade classes were.

Looking at the rows of empty classrooms, Bai Zhenzhen thought to herself, "Power banks are just a supplement. If I really want to steal electricity, touching the socket directly is faster."

It was still late August; the new 10th graders hadn’t arrived yet. Bai Zhenzhen casually walked into an empty 10th-grade classroom. The power of her internal detection ritual suddenly activated, scanning the four surveillance cameras in the room.

But in her eyes, those four cameras were completely dim—she knew that meant none of them were turned on.

"After all, the new 10th graders haven’t come in yet; no one’s using this classroom."

So she confidently walked up to a socket and pressed her delicate white fingertip against it.

As faint sparks of electricity flickered at her fingertip, Bai Zhenzhen felt surges of tingling, crackling electricity flowing into her body.

Replenished by this electric current, Bai Zhenzhen felt her original thunder-type spiritual energy suddenly surge to life. While her spiritual energy units temporarily skyrocketed, it began circulating throughout her body, strengthening her flesh and nervous system while causing a faint electric glow to emanate from her.

After charging for a while, Bai Zhenzhen seized the time to cultivate the Lightning Striking True Body technique.

This body-tempering technique was precisely meant to condense thunder-type spiritual energy to stimulate and train the physical body.

And after reaching level 10 and undergoing deduction with a true spiritual root, Bai Zhenzhen’s physical resilience continuously increased, granting her body a cushioning and energy-absorbing effect at high speeds.

Now, infused with the temporarily skyrocketing thunder spiritual energy, it directly skipped the process of condensing thunder-type spiritual energy, making the Lightning Striking True Body operate far more smoothly.

And ever since she activated her latent potential, Bai Zhenzhen felt she could control the thunder spiritual energy within her body with perfect ease, as if it were originally a part of her.

Plus, with the socket right there, she could replenish her spiritual energy consumption at any time.

With this back-and-forth, the effect of Bai Zhenzhen’s body-tempering was several times stronger than usual.

Even the true spiritual root in her dantian gradually became entwined with wisps of electric light.

It wasn’t until her muscles began to ache and go numb that Bai Zhenzhen realized her body was on the verge of overfatigue, so she stopped for now.

"Alright, time to rest. I’ll go back and check the harvest."

So Bai Zhenzhen returned to the demonstration class classroom and saw her desk piled high with fully charged power banks.

Seeing this, Bai Zhenzhen smiled slightly. She immediately grabbed a power bank and ran out, sucking on the power bank’s cable with her mouth, feeling the slow influx of electric current while breathing in to restore her spiritual energy.

While Bai Zhenzhen was back in the classroom getting the power banks, a student complained to He Dayou, "President, if Bai Zhenzhen keeps occupying the socket like this, how are we supposed to charge?"

He Da you frowned at that and said, "Bai Zhenzhen is top two in the grade. What rank are you? Letting her charge first—isn’t that only proper?"

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The other person said, “But…” He Dayou: “No buts. Either you bear with it, or you surpass her in grades—then you can even charge your phone in the principal’s office without issue.”

Watching the other slink away dejectedly, He Dayou shook his head, silently lamenting that as the student council vice president, he had to enforce the rules impartially.

If it were Zhao Tianxing occupying the socket, he would surely step up and speak out for justice, but since it was Bai Zhenzhen, he could only advise the other students to endure it.

…

Meanwhile, on the school rooftop.

Zhang Yu was cultivating the Spring-Autumn Endless Zen. As each set of movements was completed, the muscles and tendons inside his body seemed to be damaged by hammering and tearing, then accelerated in repair and healing under the nourishment of the Longevity Dharma Power.

His entire being grew stronger and stronger amidst this cycle of autumn-spring, death-life, constantly expelling the accumulated medicine toxins and pill toxins from his body.

Finally, with the completion of another round of Spring-Autumn Endless Zen, Zhang Yu’s gaze suddenly hardened—his Spring-Autumn Endless Zen had finally reached Level 10.

At that moment, countless cycles of spring and autumn, along with the experience of nourishing and purifying the flesh, surged wildly into his mind, bringing his mastery of this technique to a peak.

The 49 forms of Spring-Autumn Endless Zen flashed through his mind one by one, and the corresponding Longevity Dharma Power flowed throughout his body. The cycle of autumn and spring endlessly strengthened his physique and purified his flesh, as if never-ending.

At that moment, Zhang Yu discovered that after reaching Level 10, the detoxification ability of Spring-Autumn Endless Zen had grown even stronger. Moreover, the pill toxins and medicine toxins that were originally meant to be expelled could now be controlled and retained within the body.

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These pill toxins and medicine toxins would form a Zen character on the surface of his chest, and as the toxins accumulated, the color of the character would grow deeper and deeper.

Under normal circumstances, these toxins would not affect him. But when Zhang Yu needed it, he could suddenly unleash this surge of pill and medicine toxins, greatly stimulating his body, squeezing out the potential of life, and bursting forth with physical strength beyond his limits.

“However, the stronger the accumulated toxins, the greater the potential unleashed, but it also consumes more lifespan.”

Zhang Yu pondered the mysteries within, silently thinking: “This is a technique that can be used to fight for one’s life, but unless absolutely necessary, it’s better not to use it.”

As for when to use such a life-risking move?

In Zhang Yu’s view, it was naturally not during a fight—after all, fighting already required going all out. Adding this move would likely result in a loss, perhaps even worse than just losing.

On the other hand, the upcoming Foundation Establishment exam was a matter of a lifetime’s prospects. If he needed to sacrifice a few years of lifespan to increase the success rate, Zhang Yu could accept that.

“After reaching Level 10 in Spring-Autumn Endless Zen, the next step is to find time to collect the basic high school techniques and complete the High School Saintly Body.”

After briefly familiarizing himself with Level 10 Spring-Autumn Endless Zen, the bell rang, and Zhang Yu knew it was time for dinner.

Spending a large amount of time each day tempering his body, Zhang Yu considered eating just as important as body tempering.

He immediately leaped, jumping out toward the lower floors.

Then, under everyone’s gaze, he landed on the ground with a thud and strode quickly toward the cafeteria.

Scanning the queue in front of the cafeteria, observing the Purple People, Black People, and Beast People among them, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but marvel at the diversity of Songyang High School nowadays.

In particular, the Black People gave him a sense of familiarity.

“Feels like I’ve traveled back in time.”

“Who would’ve thought our Kunxu now has its own Black People.”

Under the crowd’s awed gazes, Zhang Yu bypassed the queue directly, got his meal, and went to his usual spot in the cafeteria, where he saw Bai Zhenzhen already there ahead of time.

Just as Zhang Yu was eating while opening his phone to browse basic high school techniques, Zhao Tianxing and Qian Shen also got their meals and walked over.

However, Zhao Tianxing and Qian Shen now looked very different from a few weeks ago.

Although their skin was still slightly purple, it was much lighter than the high school students outside.

Zhao Tianxing still remembered how, in the beginning, when only a few people at school like him had undergone the modification surgery and become Purple People, he had felt quite awkward.

But as the number of Purple People in the school increased, he began to feel more natural, while those who hadn’t had the surgery started to feel inferior and embarrassed.

And when the vast majority had undergone the modification surgery, the darker the purple skin, the more despised, inferior, and embarrassed they became.

Because after the super-metabolic surgery was completed, the lighter the skin color, the stronger the mastery of super-metabolism.

Zhao Tianxing thought silently: “Unconsciously, a new hierarchy has formed among the Purple People at school—from the lowest-level dark purple people, to the intermediate light purple people, and then to the highest-level non-purple people; the lighter the color, the higher the status.”

“And this is still Songyang High School, where not everyone has undergone the super-metabolic surgery. I hear that at Ziyun High School, every single person has had the super-metabolic surgery, and skin color has fully integrated into the school’s caste system…”

Just then, a notice came over the school broadcast, saying that campus discipline would be tightened next, with strict checks on tardiness and truancy…

Upon hearing this, both Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen frowned—they were both major truants at Songyang High School.

After all, their current high school could no longer keep up with their immortal path progress; not skipping class meant wasting time, which was obviously not acceptable for the two who urgently needed time to prepare for the foundation establishment exam.