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113: Chapter 113 Cultivation Plan!

The scene before his eyes instantly blurred and shifted.

By the time his vision cleared again,

he was already in a space with a similar structure to the previous floors, but with a much stronger sense of oppression—the Eleventh Floor of the Secret Realm Tower!

He was still in the slightly relaxed posture he had assumed while preparing to receive the inheritance.

Even the trace of surprise on his face had not yet fully faded.

Then, he saw his opponent: a White Figure whose aura was a notch stronger than the one on the tenth floor.

The White Figure saw Qin Yan and, without any hesitation, threw a punch directly at him!

The wind from the punch was vast and powerful, making the air explode with a loud boom!

Qin Yan's expression changed abruptly!

He had just endured a bitter battle on the tenth floor, leaving both his body and spirit in a state of exhaustion.

Far from being back at his peak, in his haste, he could only barely bring his spear across to block.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, how could a hurried defense withstand a strike that had been gathering momentum for so long?

Qin Yan felt an irresistible, massive force surge toward him.

He was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, defeated in an instant.

"No martial ethics!"

At the last moment before his consciousness was kicked out of the Secret Realm Tower, this thought filled Qin Yan's mind.

...

Outside the Secret Realm Tower, there was a flash of light.

Qin Yan landed on the ground rather disheveled, still tightly clutching that black long spear in his hand.

He stood up with a grimace, rubbing his still-numb arms and chest, his expression somewhat unsightly.

No one would be in a good mood after being so crudely "invited" out every time.

He walked to a nearby rest area, found a seat at random, and sat down to begin regulating his breathing and recovering.

At the same time, he couldn't help but recall that Five Elements light that had entered his forehead.

"This thing definitely has something to do with the Five Elements Sect...

But what exactly is its use? Is it a token? A mark? Or a key to open some ruin?"

He speculated silently.

"I'll have to ask my teacher about this later," he decided.

He believed that with the foundation Modu University of Martial Arts had built over many years of owning the Secret Realm Tower,

the school's higher-ups, especially Mentor Jiang Mo, would definitely know the origin and significance of this Five Elements light.

After all, it was impossible that he was the only one in history to have reached the tenth floor while in the First Grade Realm.

Otherwise, Teacher Jiang Mo wouldn't have known in advance that there was a 'small harvest' on the tenth floor.

Once his breathing steadied and his physical strength had recovered slightly, Qin Yan opened his bracelet and pulled up the real-time academic credits rankings.

[First Place: Xiao Wangshu — 270 points]

[Second Place: Lu Qingfeng — 157 points]

[Third Place: Lu Youyou — 157 points]

[Fourth Place: Zhao Qingyun — 135 points]

[...]

[Eighth Place: Qin Yan — 135 points]

[...]

As his gaze swept over the list, Qin Yan understood.

Successfully clearing the tenth floor had caused his ranking to jump to eighth place!

"It seems that besides the top three, no one else has been able to clear the eleventh floor yet."

He quickly made a judgment.

The difficulty of the eleventh floor was clearly a new watershed, temporarily blocking out most of the genius students.

He then checked his total academic credits, and a look of joy couldn't help but appear on his face.

772 academic credits!

To think, before entering the Secret Realm Tower, his painstakingly accumulated academic credits had been consumed until only 232 points remained.

But clearing the eighth, ninth, and tenth floors had brought him a massive reward of 54 academic credits in total!

This immediately took him from struggling at the "subsistence line" to the stage of being "moderately wealthy"!

After a short rest, Qin Yan got up and left the Secret Realm Tower area, continuing toward the Sixth Institute.

As he walked, he rapidly calculated his next cultivation plan in his mind.

"My current qi and blood and constitution have already reached the limit of the First Grade Martial Artist realm.

Conventional first grade pills have a negligible effect on me.

I'll be able to break through to the second grade before long.

Once I step into the second grade, the requirements for cultivation will be fully upgraded; only second-grade pills will provide a significant supplementary effect."

However, a practical problem lay before him—he was still unable to refine second-grade pills!

His alchemist level was still stuck at first grade.

Thinking of this, Qin Yan immediately used his bracelet to check the prices of second-grade qi and blood pills and bone forging pills.

"As expected, they're all 15 academic credits each." Qin Yan frowned slightly.

This price was several times more expensive than first grade pills.

He began to calculate quickly in his heart: "I can currently refine two batches of pills stably every day.

If I refine all first grade pills, with each batch producing 1 pill, and at a market price of 4 academic credits per pill, two batches would be an income of 80 academic credits.

Subtracting 8 academic credits for each set of materials, the cost for two batches is 16 academic credits.

And since I no longer need to keep first grade pills for my own cultivation, the net daily profit from alchemy would be 64 academic credits."

"But I can't just focus on making money.

To advance to a Second-Grade Alchemist, the improvement of spirit is crucial.

So I must refine one batch of spirit-enhancing pills every day.

For example, spirit nurturing pills; this batch must be kept for my own use and cannot be sold."

"This way, I only have one batch of pills per day that I can exchange for academic credits.

With an income of 4 academic credits and subtracting the cost of two sets of materials, the net profit is only 24 academic credits."

"And for daily cultivation after breaking through to the second grade, I'll need at least one second-grade qi and blood pill and one second-grade bone forging pill every day, which is a fixed expenditure of 3 academic credits."

"If I want to speed up the bone-forging progress, I'll also need treasures like the tiger elephant bone forging pill, which costs 12 academic credits each."

"There's also the essential medicinal baths, which are also a significant expense."

"Oh, right!"

"I still have 6 bottles of first-grade qi and blood pills and 6 bottles of body tempering pills accumulated from before.

If I exchange them all for academic credits, I can get a total of 48 academic credits!"

He kept adding, subtracting, multiplying, and dividing these incomes and expenditures in his head.

"I'm still poor!"

Ultimately, he reached a helpless conclusion.

To maintain high-speed cultivation, especially in the second-grade stage, academic credits would never be enough.

...

Arriving at the familiar Alchemy Room once again, Qin Yan exchanged for one set of materials for spirit nurturing pills and one set for body tempering pills.

The spirit nurturing pills were for enhancing spirit. The body tempering pills were purely to exchange for academic credits.

"spirit-enhancing pills like spirit nurturing pills develop drug resistance very quickly; I can only take one a day.

Besides, I've already taken some before, so the effect will diminish.

I'll refine one batch first and see the specific results before deciding."

Qin Yan thought while recalling several other types of first grade spirit pills recorded in his mind.

Soon, he found three different pills in his memories.

They were the Concentration Pill, the Soul Nourishing Pill, and the Heart Clearing Pill.

"Three types of first grade spirit pills... I wonder how much my spirit will actually increase after taking them all in sequence."

But he didn't hold too high expectations.

After all, they were only first grade pills, and their ability to improve his current spirit was truly at its limit.

(There will be another chapter around 9 o'clock, working hard on the manuscript.)

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