75: Chapter 75 Finally 5 Hertz!

There was no other reason; today was August 29th.

Tomorrow is the new Monthly Exam!

Everyone has witnessed Qin Yan's performance over the past month.

His cultivation seemed to have stagnated.

He was still stuck at the triple Skin Tempering stage, with no progress for an entire month!

Coupled with his current weak appearance, looking as if his spirit was on the verge of collapse...

"It seems he won't be able to keep his tenth place in the grade this time..."

The same thought arose in many people's minds.

This meant that a top-ten seat was about to become vacant!

To them, this was a golden opportunity!

In the corner of the classroom, Jin Gang had already returned after recovering from his injuries.

He stared intently at Qin Yan's staggering back with eyes full of hatred.

In the last Monthly Exam, he had been publicly defeated by Qin Yan.

His hand bones were pierced, and he was severely injured, forced to lie in bed for half a month before barely recovering!

He had kept this humiliation and pain etched in his heart!

"Qin Yan! The humiliation and pain you gave me... tomorrow, I will definitely make you pay it back twofold!"

Jin Gang clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Although he had been delayed for half a month due to his injuries.

But with the full support of his family's resources.

He still managed to complete his sixth Skin Tempering in the remaining half month.

He admitted that the gap between him and those monster-like top geniuses like Xiao Wangshu and Sun Kong had grown wider.

But he had absolute confidence when it came to dealing with the Qin Yan before him, who was in terrible condition and whose cultivation had stagnated!

"I can't let my family down again... otherwise, my cultivation resources will be drastically cut..."

A sense of urgency welled up in Jin Gang's heart.

He wasn't the only direct-line genius in his family; internal competition was equally fierce.

He didn't actually care much about the small amount of academic credits rewarded for tenth place.

After all, the resources his family invested in him every month had already exceeded a million huaxia coins.

However, the title of "Top Ten in the Grade at Modu University of Martial Arts" itself.

Represented a kind of potential and privilege.

It was also one of the important criteria the family used to measure the value of its descendants!

The family's hard requirement for him was that he must maintain a top-ten ranking.

Once he failed again and was kicked out of the top ten, the family would consider his potential limited.

Thus stripping him of most of his resources and pouring them into other family children with better performance instead.

"I absolutely cannot fail tomorrow's Monthly Exam!"

...

After leaving the teaching building, Qin Yan walked toward the cafeteria in a daze.

The free food that usually smelled fragrant and allowed him to feast.

Smelled tasteless now, and even made him feel slightly nauseous.

The severe discomfort in his spirit had already affected his most basic physiological sensations.

He forced himself to take a few bites but could no longer swallow, so he simply put down his utensils.

Dragging his exhausted body, he shuffled back to his manor villa step by step.

Back in his room, Qin Yan slid down against the cold wall.

He summoned the attribute panel once again.

[spirit: 49 Hz]

Seeing this number, a bitter smile couldn't help but appear at the corners of Qin Yan's mouth.

His heart was filled with helplessness.

"Four whole nourishing spirit pills... and not even a single Hz was increased..."

He felt a wave of weakness.

As early as five days ago, his spirit power had already reached 49 Hz.

After that, he had taken four nourishing spirit pills in a row, but the result was like a stone sinking into the ocean.

His spirit power remained motionless, still stuck at this awkward value.

Not only that, he had also turned himself into this half-dead state.

"Could it be... that I really have to give up?"

Qin Yan felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He calculated the time; counting from when he started taking them, today was already the 14th day.

Instructor Xiao Huo's warning was still ringing in his ears—it's best not to take them for more than 15 consecutive days!

He was already frantically testing the boundaries of his limits.

"One last try!"

A strong obsession drove him to make a decision.

"If it still doesn't work after this one, I must stop immediately.

Otherwise, my spirit power might actually suffer permanent damage, which would not be worth the cost."

With trembling hands, he took out a nourishing spirit pill and tilted his head back to swallow it.

This time, he didn't immediately dive into training to catalyze the medicinal power as he usually did.

He felt that both his body and spirit had reached a critical point.

If he forced himself to cultivate any further, he might actually "croak."

"At a time like this, I should balance work and rest..."

He muttered to himself and walked to the large bed.

He threw himself directly onto the soft bed.

Almost instantly, he fell into a deep sleep.

He desperately needed a deep sleep now to repair his over-exhausted spirit.

He didn't know how long he slept.

When he regained some consciousness, it was already deep into the night outside.

He slowly opened his heavy eyelids and felt the state of his head.

The sharp, needle-like pain seemed to have lessened by a negligible amount.

But the grogginess and sluggishness remained strong.

It felt as if his brain was wrapped in a thick quilt.

"Sigh, the effect of this sleep feels even less noticeable than having a single conversation with Wen Ning..."

Qin Yan couldn't help but think with some emotion.

During this recent period, he had spoken with Wen Ning many times.

And he had truly discovered a strange phenomenon—every time he spoke with Wen Ning.

Listening to her voice, which was as gentle as water and seemed to carry a certain unique rhythm.

The stinging pain and irritability in his spirit always seemed to be smoothed out a little.

Although that effect was extremely subtle, it definitely existed!

If his spirit power hadn't been severely damaged, it would have been hard to notice normally.

"Could it be... that Wen Ning is the kind of 'Miraculous Seed' with innate spirit power between 9 and 100 Hz that the teacher mentioned?"

This startling conjecture couldn't help but pop into Qin Yan's mind.

According to Instructor Xiao Huo, these kinds of natural geniuses.

Often possessed some inconceivable innate abilities.

But soon, he dismissed the idea himself: "No... if she were truly a natural miracle of that level, the effect shouldn't be this weak.

Perhaps it's just that her vocal quality is special?"

Nevertheless, Qin Yan kept the point that "Wen Ning possesses a special soothing ability" in mind.

"Regardless, this ability is indeed very special and worth paying attention to.

Perhaps in certain specific situations in the future, it could play an unexpected role."

He couldn't think any deeper; the more he thought, the more his head throbbed with needle-like pain.

Qin Yan forced himself to stop his thoughts and summoned the attribute panel with his mind again.

When his gaze focused on the [spirit] attribute.

His tired eyes suddenly widened, and he could hardly believe the number he saw—

[spirit: 50 Hz]

"50 Hz!!"

"Finally... it's finally reached 50 Hz!!"

A surge of uncontrollable excitement instantly overwhelmed his fatigue, making him almost want to jump out of bed!

The torment and risks of the past few days, even nearly suffering a mental breakdown.

All his efforts seemed to have paid off at this moment!