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F * ck!
F * ck, f * ck…
It was a new day, and there was indeed a new atmosphere.
Fang Jian looked at the data that popped out from the roulette and felt his blood boil.
You have instilled 100 years of cultivation into the flaming bird. You have received a gift from the Empowerment Return System. The wheel will return 30 times the amount of cultivation. You have received 3000 years of cultivation.
Your flaming bird is stronger.
You have obtained 3000 years of cultivation. Your cultivation has reached 7400 years.
Your barrier of eternity has loosened, please continue to work hard.
This morning, after Fang Jian woke up, he squinted his eyes and instilled his cultivation into the flaming bird.
However, when the wheel stopped, it actually jumped to the number "30".
Although it was not the first time Fang Jian had enjoyed such treatment, he still felt like he had been struck by a pie in the sky.
Fang Jian could clearly feel the sudden increase of 3,000 years of cultivation.
His barrier of eternity was indeed beginning to loosen.
Of course, it was just loosening, just like how a human child's teeth would loosen when they were changing their teeth.
Fang Jian believed that if he was given a golden pill, he would be able to overcome all the obstacles in one step.
But unfortunately, the price of the golden core was too high, and he could not afford it for the time being.
However, if he could obtain 3,000 cultivation in a day, wouldn't he be able to break through in two days?
Shaking his head, Fang Jian sighed.
30 times! He really didn't know if he would have such good luck next time.
Counting the days, Zhang Miaoqin should have finished her seclusion today.
Fang Jian held the snake egg, washed the Vermilion Fruit, and left for school.
The school was still the same as before.
In the ordinary class, the atmosphere of the college entrance examination gradually became stronger. For those who had not awakened, the college entrance examination was also a very good path.
The Awakening class was equally lively.
Fang Jian glanced around and realized that the number of people who came to school today was more than twice the usual number.
Class One didn't know, but under normal circumstances, Class Two only had about ten students. But today, there were more than thirty people.
Zhang Miaoqin had said that today was the day the principal held a major class.
The principal was also a cultivator. It was said that he was a Golden Core expert who had experienced hundreds of battles.
His class was beneficial to all the students. Thus, not only were material cultivators here today, even many martial and spirit cultivators were present.
Fang Jian looked around. He didn't recognize many of them.
However, when he entered the classroom, the voices inside immediately became much softer.
Fang Jian saw many people pointing at him.
No, it seemed that he was overthinking things.
Those people weren't pointing at Fang Jian himself, but the flaming bird on his shoulder.
Fang Jian turned his gaze and saw Zhang Miaoqin.
Smiling, Fang Jian walked over and sat beside her."Class President, is your seclusion over?"
Zhang Miaoqin rolled her eyes at him, but she did not chase him away. Instead, a smug smile appeared on her face.
The class instantly fell silent.
At this moment, it was so strange that one could hear a pin drop.
Zhang Miaoqin was stunned, and then her face turned red. She bit her lower lip and glared at Fang Jian.
However, such deterrence was limited. No matter how one looked at it, she looked more shy than angry.
"Wow, what's going on?"
"Look at the class monitor."
"That's impossible. That kid has just awakened.”
Although everyone tried to keep their voices as low as possible, even an idiot knew what they were discussing.
In the first row of the classroom, a handsome young man was also tongue-tied.
He suddenly turned his head and locked his gaze on Fang Jian. His eyes seemed to be on fire.
Fang Jian felt a strong sense of malice.
Fang Jian recognized it with a casual glance.
Peng Le.
He was one of the most handsome men in the school. Even though Fang Jian was in the regular class, he knew his name.
This was because Peng Le had represented the school many times in various competitions and had won many honors.
It was said that this person was a powerful sword cultivator.
However, at this moment, Peng Le was looking at him with such a fierce gaze.
It was as if it wanted to swallow him alive.
He sighed softly. Sigh, he hadn't even really wooed the school belle, but there were already people burning with jealousy.
It seemed that the more beautiful a woman was, the more troublesome it was.
However, Fang Jian would not give up on his dream just because of such trouble.
"Class monitor, here you go."
Fang Jian took out the Vermilion Fruit and handed it over.
"Ah, this is…the Vermilion Fruit?"
"It's the Vermilion Fruit."
"Heavens, what a big deal."
When everyone saw the Vermilion Fruit, their eyeballs almost popped out.
This was a Vermilion Fruit. Not to mention them, who were at the Qi Refinement stage, even if they were at the Foundation Establishment stage, no one might be able to take it out.
"Vermilion Fruit?" Zhang Miaoqin asked in surprise. Where did it come from?"
Fang Jian pointed at the flaming bird and said,"I picked it up."
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