Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 35: Questioning Life, Returning to School, and Class

"It’s truly a pity! The innate conditions are insufficient! Although not every Martial Arts Great Power can beco a Civilization Master, every High Tier Civilization Master is undoubtedly a Martial Arts Powerhouse."

"The upper limit is completely locked! Such low aptitude! Becoming a First Grade was reliant on the ’Painful Demon Body’! The future is absolutely dim."

"The Third Grade is the martial arts limit for Lin Ping’an, a lifelong Lower Tier Martial Artist, only capable of creating Yellow Level techniques, there’s no hope left."

"Heaven is envious of talent! It’s truly Heaven being envious of talent!"

"..."

The high-level mbers of the Civilization Master Association all sighed deeply about this, with their words containing a hint of pity.

Even the manner of address gradually changed from Lin Xiaoyou to Lin Ping’an.

At this mont, any previous intentions they had also dissipated.

Considering the future potential that was as limited as staring into a dead-end, he was not worthy of being actively recomnded to their respective academies.

It would just be a laughingstock!

Furthermore, it might even bring about infamy.

All at once, everyone lost interest, and they left one after another, no longer keeping Lin Ping’an in mind.

A mont later, the high-level mbers of the Civilization Master Association, along with the president, ca with enthusiasm and left in disappointnt.

Central hall.

After those important figures departed, the group lining up to take the Quasi-Civilization Master test finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In that recent situation, they didn’t even dare glance too directly, let alone speak a word.

Now, finally relaxed, they started to discuss.

"What just happened? Why did those bigwigs suddenly look so upset?"

"No idea! I feel it’s related to that One Star Civilization Master."

"Nonsense! Pure nonsense! Everyone knows that!"

"Could it be that they extended an invitation and got rejected? Is that why?"

"Who knows! I want to ask the front desk what that young Civilization Master’s na is and what technique he created! I’m so curious!"

"Let’s go together! Maybe we can get so inspiration!"

"Yeah! If that young guy can create a Yellow Level technique, I can learn so of his thought processes and maybe even borrow a trick or two."

"..."

A mont later, the receptionist was trembling.

It’s no wonder she was so timid, after all, being surrounded by a group of big, muscular guys with nacing faces.

Anyone would feel this way if they were here.

Not to ntion, these guys were sporting terrifying smiles.

"You... you... what do you... what do you want? Th... this is the Civilization Master Association! Be careful... be careful... be cautious I let you guys faced serious consequences."

Upon hearing this, everyone stiffened, their smiles gradually fading, with a hint of awkwardness on their faces.

One person cleared his throat and began to speak in a gruff voice.

"Don’t... don’t misunderstand... we just ca over to ask what that One Star Civilization Master’s na is and what technique he created."

"Mainly, we want to learn from it, hoping to gain so inspiration for creating techniques."

"Yeah, yeah, that’s exactly what I thought too!"

"..."

The receptionist breathed a sigh of relief, patting her chest as waves rippled, then replied crisply.

"Oh my! You scared to death! I thought you were up to sothing! Turns out it’s just such a small matter!"

"That One Star Civilization Master is nad Lin Ping’an, eighteen years old, a high school student, and the technique he created is called ’Concealing Breath Technique’. "

"That’s all the information I can share; the rest is confidential."

Once they got the details, everyone turned and left in a hurry, not even bothering with the Quasi-Civilization Master test, leaving in urgent haste.

They planned to return and thoroughly study the ’Concealing Breath Technique’ to see what mysteries it held.

As there’s a shortcut right in front of them, why even bother with the exam?

Just like that high school student, getting approved by the Celestial Dao Network and becoming an official Civilization Master would be much better than their current situation, wouldn’t it?

In just a mont, the once-crowded hall was left with only a few stragglers.

These remaining few sat cross-legged on the ground with vacant eyes.

Upon closer examination, it beca apparent.

These people were not unconcerned but were eagerly using their consciousness to connect to the Celestial Dao Network, directly purchasing and studying within.

Seeing this, the receptionist’s gaze went a bit blank, tilting her small head.

"Hey? Why... why did you all leave?"

Unfortunately, facing this scene, there was no one to respond at all.

Much later, the few in the hall gradually exited the Celestial Dao Network, and their previously vacant eyes began to show life again.

But the next instant, they transford into expressions of confusion and puzzlent.

"Concealing Breath Technique? This thing? What’s the use?"

"It can only conceal Qi Blood? And it only works on the Lower Third Grades? I’m baffled! What a waste of my rit Points!"

"A crooked path, it’s completely gone astray!"

"Is it who has a problem? Or does he have a problem? How can such a technique be effective? It has no use at all!"

"Can this even earn certification from the Celestial Dao Network? It’s absolutely absurd!"

"..."

Muttering to themselves, they all stood up and left, their faces displaying a questioning of their life’s choices.

On the other side, after receiving his Civilization Master identification, Lin Ping’an did not go ho but directly headed to school.

There were only a few days left before the college entrance examination, and he had to go today to record information, so he had to be there.

That’s precisely why he took the ti to co and get certified as a One Star Civilization Master, to fill the previous gaps.

An hour later.

Lin Ping’an, relaxed, walked leisurely into the campus, feeling quite a sense of the world’s changes over the days he hadn’t visited.

On the playground, the fellow students he encountered all had worried expressions, moving forward with hesitation in every step.

As if it was not school they were attending, but rather going to a sentence of tornt.

Besides, from a perceptual standpoint, their general Qi Blood level had improved significantly compared to over ten days ago.

A few standouts had their Qi Blood Value surpassing a hundred calories, or even slightly higher.

Moreover, although these fellow schoolmates appeared in high spirits, there was a hint of unwavering determination emanating from them.

Perhaps, it’s a gift from the grind of the ’Painful Demon Body’!

Inside the classroom, small groups of students were gathered, engaged in lively discussions.

"I already broke through to 102 calories of Qi Blood, if it weren’t for wanting to build a solid foundation, I would have long surpassed the First Grade Martial Artist Realm!"

"What’s that worth? I’m two calories higher than you!"

"Alright, alright! Stop boasting, I heard the monitor from Class 1, Zhao Huishu, and Liu Ze from Class 2 have both undertaken the second Body Tempering, with their Qi Blood Value over 140 calories. Rumor has it they’re planning on a third Body Tempering."

"My gosh? That’s terrifying! Is having good aptitude really this extraordinary? How co, even with cultivating the sa ’Painful Demon Body’, they have so much more than ?"

"Idiot! I heard this technique is also more effective for those with better aptitude."

"Unfair! It’s really unfair! I thought I could rely on it to overtake on a curve, but the result is no different from before!"

"..."

As they chatted, their conversation naturally steered towards a common topic.

"Hey! Do you guys think Lin Ping’an will be dumbstruck seeing our Qi Blood Value this ti?"

"Of course he will! He just had the advantage of information asymtry, but now that we know, Lin Ping’an is bound to end up at the bottom again."

"Hahaha... I bet he didn’t expect that he’d only enjoy so glory for a little over ten days before becoming the sa old diocre self."

"Hmph! When I see him next ti, I’ll beat him up! If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have suffered this much!"

"Yes... yes..."

It was just at this mont that an unremarkable handso guy walked into the classroom.

It was none other than Lin Ping’an himself.