Chapter 87
"Are you frowning just for these two little ones?" The female teacher chuckled. "Didn’t the principal praise you?"
"Praise is one thing... but it also means they’re getting into early romance, and I can’t even say anything about it," Old Chen sighed. "What’s wrong with early romance? Not to mention that Zheng Fa’s grades have skyrocketed because of it. Isn’t that a good thing?" The female teacher pouted, a hint of jealousy in her voice. "If I had a couple like that in my class, I’d be bragging about it in the office every day."
"You don’t understand. The more Zheng Fa invests in this relationship, the harder it hits him if it falls apart... This kid has a tough life, and I’m worried he won’t be able to handle the blow."
"Why don’t you wish them well? Who knows, they might go from school uniforms to wedding dresses—how romantic!"
"Not a chance." Old Chen took a deep drag from his cigarette, and only after the smoke cleared did he say, "You haven’t met Tang Lingwu’s mom. She would never allow her daughter to date. When those boys were bothering Tang Lingwu, if I hadn’t dealt with it first, her mom would have stormed into the school."
"Is her family that strict?"
"It’s not just about being strict..." Old Chen hesitated, finally managing to say, "Her mom has a bit of a—paranoid protective instinct."
The female teacher nodded, watching as the two walked further away, a car trailing them at a distance.
She seemed to understand Old Chen’s concerns a bit better and smiled to reassure him. "Who can predict the future? Right now, these two kids are doing well, enjoying their sweet romance. If I weren’t a teacher, I’d be shipping them every day!"
"Zheng Fa doesn’t have parents; as his teacher, I have to worry a bit..." Old Chen crushed the cigarette butt in frustration, cursing under his breath, "Damn it! They’re the ones in a sweet romance, but I’m the one who has to deal with the bitterness of love!"
...
At Old Bai’s house.
Zheng Fa listened intently to Old Bai’s explanations—he felt like his brain was working a bit better than before.
He wasn’t sure if it was the effect of stepping onto the path of cultivation or if his mind was simply different from others.
His thinking speed and memory seemed to have improved.
At least Zheng Fa was confident that the high school exams wouldn’t be too difficult for him now.
Listening to Old Bai’s lessons, he could quickly grasp the knowledge being taught—
Ah, he had finally escaped the feeling of listening to a foreign language.
Old Bai noticed his change too, but instead of being pleased, he frowned and looked at Zheng Fa. "You’re making quick progress. Have you been studying topology lately?"
Zheng Fa nodded.
He was now able to keep up with his high school courses mostly through classroom learning.
In his spare time, including some time spent in the Xuanwei Realm, he was fully focused on topology.
"This won’t do." Old Bai’s expression darkened. "The college entrance exam is just around the corner. Whether it’s topology or martial arts, you need to prioritize the exam."
Zheng Fa didn’t argue; he had his own plans but didn’t want to contradict him.
He knew Old Bai meant well.
Besides, he hadn’t figured out how to explain it yet—
Should he just shout that he was cultivating immortality?
Zheng Fa wasn’t sure how to bring it up, and the Ling Shan Method required him to reach the seventh level of Qi Refinement before he could practice.
But there was no need to rush.
Old Bai seemed to sense that Zheng Fa had his own plans and became more pointed in his words. "Don’t follow Tang Lingwu’s example. She could already go to Jingcheng University. Can you? Focus on your college entrance exam first... Otherwise, if she gets into Jingcheng University and you don’t, I’ll be curious to see how you’ll cry then!"
"I understand."
Zheng Fa took his words seriously; after all, this old man was genuinely concerned for him.
After Old Bai finished speaking, Zheng Fa and Tang Lingwu prepared to leave. They both started tidying up the scraps of paper and books on the table, their fingers accidentally brushing against each other—
Tang Lingwu’s body jolted, and the pages of her book scattered across the table like snow.
"What’s wrong?"
"Static."
Tang Lingwu glanced at Zheng Fa and said softly.
Zheng Fa was taken aback and looked at his own hand.
In the past few days of practicing the Five Thunder Method, he had felt some changes in his body, even sensing a hint of electricity in his spiritual energy—this was probably just the beginning of refining his skin, and he still couldn’t fully control the electricity.
But he truly didn’t realize he was carrying an electric charge.
"Static?"
Old Bai frowned at Zheng Fa, then looked at Tang Lingwu. "Static electricity?"
Tang Lingwu shook her head. "It’s more than static."
She cautiously extended her finger and poked Zheng Fa’s hand—another jolt.
"It feels like... being electrocuted."
"Come on! You young people." Old Bai snorted. "It’s just static electricity, not electrocution! Why don’t you feel like a deer in headlights, trembling all over?"
He mimicked Tang Lingwu, extending his hand to touch Zheng Fa’s hand, then shivered in silence.
"Is it tingly?"
Tang Lingwu shot a sideways glance at the old man.
"Tingly."
Old Bai nodded foolishly, looking at his own finger, then at Zheng Fa, a hint of deep confusion on his face.
"Feeling like a deer in headlights, trembling all over?"
"…"
...
"So you’re saying you’ve learned a form of... martial arts?" Old Bai frowned, looking at Zheng Fa with a mix of curiosity and disbelief. "That’s a bit extraordinary!"
"Weren’t the previous martial arts extraordinary?" Zheng Fa was taken aback; he thought he had been quite obvious.
"…I felt something was off, but if you call it training, that’s fine. But how can we be sure?" Old Bai scratched his head and said, "Turning someone into a human lightning rod is a bit too unscientific."
"…"
"Zheng Fa, I know a way for you to skip the college entrance exam and go straight to Jingcheng University!"
"Huh?"
"The Medical School of Jingcheng University welcomes you!"
"Wait a minute... Am I going to be a student or a specimen?"
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 99: Dao Body
At Old Bai’s house, the atmosphere was a bit tense.
Both Old Bai and Tang Lingwu looked at Zheng Fa, their eyes filled with unasked questions.
"Actually... it’s quite normal, right?" Old Bai broke the silence with a dry laugh. "The human body naturally carries electricity; you just have a bit more of it, making you feel a bit tingly."
Tang Lingwu nodded beside him, adding seriously, "I’ve seen it in movies; it’s very scientific!"
Zheng Fa: ...
The old man and the young girl seemed to understand that this was his secret and didn’t want him to say more.
Zheng Fa really didn’t want to discuss it with them at this moment.
Even though he could cultivate immortality, the destructive power of weapons in this world was quite alarming—he didn’t think he could guarantee his own safety.
But the "Symbolic Foundation Method" that Senior Sister Zhang gave him changed his mind.
In the "Symbolic Foundation Method," Senior Sister Zhang referenced the four symbols from the "True Form of Mountains and Rivers" and designed a way to condense a composite symbol in the dantian:
At the tenth level of Qi Refinement, each level condenses a symbol, and the ten symbols form a composite symbol.
Senior Sister Zhang’s idea was clear:
Utilize the ability of the symbols to attract corresponding spiritual energy.
Use the stability of the composite symbol to solidify it in the dantian.
In other words, the "Symbolic Foundation Method" required him to design a composite symbol and then condense it in the dantian.
Zheng Fa didn’t know how Senior Sister Zhang designed the composite symbol, but it was clear that the outcome wasn’t great—her Golden Core was incomplete.
To solve this problem, he would need Old Bai’s intellect.
So even if this little accidental exposure hadn’t happened, he probably wouldn’t have kept it a secret for long.
In fact, in his vision for the cultivation lab, these two were probably his first choices—smart and relatively trustworthy.
Zheng Fa understood that while he could choose not to say anything now, it would be hard not to make them feel mistrusted.
A certain degree of openness was actually the best choice.
After a moment of silence, he spoke up. "Earlier, I mentioned that I come from a hidden sect..."
Old Bai was taken aback, suddenly exclaiming, "Is that actually true?"
"Yes, the sect is called Jiushan Sect, and its disciples... can cultivate immortality."
After saying this, Zheng Fa looked at the two.
Old Bai opened his mouth, sighed, "Is this something we should know?"
Tang Lingwu remained silent.
Neither of them seemed particularly surprised.
Well, they weren’t fools—Zheng Fa’s behavior had indeed been a bit unusual.
Old Bai even advised Zheng Fa.
"Zheng Fa, you’re still young; don’t mention this to outsiders in the future." Old Bai forced a bitter smile. "I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it."
Tang Lingwu nodded, simply saying, "I’ve already forgotten."
"Does your sect have any spells that can help me forget this?" Old Bai seemed to doubt Zheng Fa, asking.
He looked expectantly, as if curious about what it would be like to experience a spell from an immortal sect.
"…"
Seriously, why are you two being more cautious than I am?
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