Chapter 30: The Private Tutor and the Request

After briefly explaining the definition of reaching the ninth level, Jiang Ningan hesitated: "But…"

"But what? Senior Jiang, don't leave your sentence hanging." Fang Can retorted.

"Although reaching the ninth level is the strongest state of Body Sublimation, the vast majority of Wu Gong in the martial world cannot meet the requirement—shedding seventy or eighty percent of the old body is already the limit."

"And your technique with eighty-eight acupoints should be the same…" Jiang Ningan looked at Fang Can with regret, feeling as if a genius had been wasted.

"Then what about your technique, Senior?" Fang Can asked.

"I've shed ninety-seven percent of my old blood, matching the third-generation sect leader." Jiang Ningan spoke with quiet pride—after all, even the sect's founder had only reached ninety-five percent.

"So if you replace all ten percent of your old blood, would that make you the strongest in the Body Sublimation realm today?" Fang Can pressed on.

"That would require a top-tier technique paired with peerless talent. Ancient texts do mention a ninth-level Xuanguan, but no one has ever reached it."

Jiang Ningan explained: "After all, it's nearly impossible to train areas like the lower yin, the five zang and six fu organs, the skull, bone marrow, eyes, and even hair follicles—completely shedding them is extraordinarily difficult."

"So it seems this was waiting for me," Fang Can muttered to himself, his unshakable sense of entitlement leaving Jiang Ningan speechless.

After a simple morning wash, though he hadn't slept at all, Fang Can's eyes still gleamed with vitality.

Telling Jiang Ningan to hide inside, Fang Can gently opened the door—the crowd that had once stretched endlessly outside had vanished entirely.

Now only a few officers from the New State police remained outside the gate.

"Welcome, Young Master Fang Can, for your inspection."

As soon as the door opened, four girls—each with flawless faces and figures—smiled and bowed in unison toward Fang Can.

All of them radiated youthful energy, making one instinctively want to linger in the memory.

Fang Can: … Corruption! This is just too corrupt!

"Oh my, this must be Young Master Fang Can," came a voice from the side, dripping with flattery.

Fang Can turned to see a middle-aged man in a suit approaching.

"You're… the mayor of Z City?"

Fang Can recalled the man's identity—he'd occasionally seen him speak on local TV during school days, but he'd never been this humble before.

"Hehe, Young Master Fang Can, don't be so formal—I'm Li Zhenxian, just call me Little Li," Mayor Li smiled, rubbing his hands nervously.

"So you've already evacuated all these people?" Fang Can asked.

"Yes. Except for doctors, police, and military personnel, I've had everyone stay in nearby buildings until the Celebration Day ends, then they'll return to work."

"As for food, we're doing our best to ensure everyone gets through these days safely," Li Zhenxian explained.

Following his explanation, Fang Can gazed into the distance—sure enough, countless eyes from surrounding buildings were fixed on this spot.

Li Zhenxian had wanted them to return to their homes, but no one dared leave—they all insisted on staying near Fang Can, as if the entire city had become his devoted followers.

"You've done well," Fang Can nodded in approval. "For the next few days, I'll rely on you to maintain order."

"No, no, it's our duty," Li Zhenxian waved his hand with a smile. "Should Young Master Fang Can have any requests in the future, just speak to these people at the gate—we'll fulfill them fully."

"Oh… by the way," Li Zhenxian slapped his forehead. "I almost forgot—you're still this year's examinee. Even in these extraordinary times, we can't let your studies suffer."

"So?" Fang Can eyed him—surely he wasn't about to suggest he start studying again?

Li Zhenxian gave a knowing smile and pointed to the four women standing nearby.

"To ensure your studies aren't hindered, I've specially arranged these private tutors to assist you with your lessons."

Seeing Fang Can's gaze, Li Zhenxian assured him: "Young Master, rest assured—each of them holds at least a bachelor's degree. They'll ensure you absorb knowledge while being culturally enriched."

Fang Can: … Private tutors, huh? I can't even bring myself to point out how ridiculous this is—who could resist this temptation?

Seeing Fang Can's silence, Li Zhenxian added: "They're all completely voluntary—they genuinely want to help improve Young Master's academic performance."

In truth, as Li Zhenxian said, so many had volunteered to be Fang Can's tutors that they'd spent the entire night sifting through photos until their eyes ached.

In the end, they'd selected only the top candidates with the highest degrees.

So, brothers, studying really does change your fate!

The only problem was that Li Zhenxian, having been out of school for too long, had developed a serious misjudgment.

Sending a group of undergraduates and graduate students to tutor a Gao San student like Fang Can was downright absurd.

After all, if you made those undergraduates and grad students retake the Gaokao, barely scraping into a junior college would mean they'd retained something from their three years of high school.

"Alright, I feel your sincerity."

Fang Can waved his hand. "But I'm currently training in Wu Gong and have no time for studies—keep these tutoring offers on hold for now."

Seeing Li Zhenxian's surprised look, Fang Can felt a pang of regret—he'd have half-heartedly accepted if not for Senior Jiang hiding inside, who couldn't be exposed.

Besides, Body Sublimation does have a saying that guarding the essence accelerates progress—so for now, Niu Niu will just have to suffer a few more days.

Looking at Li Zhenxian before him, Fang Can thought for a moment and said: "Old Li, I need you to handle a few things for me."

"Of course! Anything within reason, I won't delay a second!" Hearing Fang Can needed help, Li Zhenxian thumped his chest loudly.

"I need some basic self-defense weapons. Also, get me some poisons. And build me a custom energy generator…"

Fang Can laid out his requirements to Li Zhenxian.

After all, he might be heading to another world in a few days—he needed to prepare everything quickly, and here was a ready-made channel.

Li Zhenxian agreed without hesitation, promising to do everything in his power.

After all, gathering these items wasn't difficult—all the city's resources were now at Fang Can's disposal.

He could even command the university's mechanical and chemical PhDs, so fulfilling Fang Can's requests was truly not hard.

Whatever poison or device he wanted—if materials were available, they could produce it the same day.

Throughout the entire process, Li Zhenxian acted like a subordinate, never questioning Fang Can's identity—only belief, nothing else.

After all, the current situation was already good enough—questioning it might uncover something undesirable.

(End of Chapter)