On the second day, Justin Welan and another male student successfully reached Foundation Establishment.
Then, just two days later, a female student in the class achieved Foundation Establishment, followed by two more the next day...
Therefore, as the afternoon cultivation classrooms had fewer and fewer people, the atmosphere became increasingly restless.
After successfully establishing their foundations, they would go to the Inside Area C, which was the real area for Martial Sects Area, Freshman who have established foundations, and Seniors one to three all gathered there.
The two groups were like people from two different worlds.
After Foundation Establishment, Crystal Lewis and others rarely came to the morning cultural class, and when they did appear, they were always in a hurry as if they were very busy and couldn't spare the time.
At the same time, the aura emanating from them was becoming more compelling and sharp, pressuring classmates who got too close to dare not approach.
This situation made those who had not yet established their foundations even more anxious, and they took the afternoon cultivation classes much more seriously and worked harder, unlike the casual attitude they had at the beginning.
Unfortunately, talent is something one either has or doesn't have.
In the blink of an eye, another week passed, and the number of people in the class who had achieved Foundation Establishment reached twelve. With nearly half of the people gone, the classroom seemed much emptier.
On Monday, after a pleasant weekend, Jack Clark walked into the classroom to see Justin Welan sitting in his seat.
Besides him, class leaders Crystal Lewis and Matt Watkins were also there.
With a grin, Justin Welan looked at Jack Clark and greeted him, "Hehe, Jack, haven't seen you for so many days, did you miss me?"
Jack Clark was speechless, "You're not a beauty, what's there to miss?"
"And you just went to Zone C to cultivate True Martial Arts, not like you're gone. Aren't you here today?" Jack Clark shook his head and then ignored him.
Watching Jack Clark take out his textbook and prepare for class, Justin Welan blinked... and after a long time, still couldn't help but say, "Jack, aren't you curious about the difference between True Martialand Basic Skills?"
Looking at Justin Welan, who had an expression that seemed to urge, "Ask me, ask me," Jack Clark casually said, "What's there to be curious about? In any case, I'll also be cultivating it in a while."
"...Jack, you're no fun." Justin Welan felt a bit dejected.
He had come early today, waiting for a long time, just to see Jack Clark beg him to describe what True Martial Arts was like, but this reaction was not what he had expected. It was a stark contrast to the little beauty in front of him who excitedly pulled at him, asking all sorts of questions. All that anticipation was for nothing.
To this, Jack Clark just smiled, he truly wasn't in a rush.
At four in the afternoon, with the melodious sound of the school bell.
In the cultivation classroom, Jack Clark, who was cultivating, slowly ended his session, and the boiling Qi Blood within him calmed down, too.
"It's close." Feeling the abundant Qi Blood inside his body, and only a faint sense of fatigue even after Carry seven turns, a smile appeared on Jack Clark's face.
During this time, his gains were significant. His Meditation Method had reached completion five days ago, creating an imagery of twelve petals.
He could also manage Qi Blood transfer seven turns in half an hour.
Regrettably, the closer he got, the lesser the efficiency increased. Now, one session of cultivation with a breath of seven turns only increased his score by 4 points, otherwise, he would have made a breakthrough already.
Even so, in about three more days, he should be able to complete the Foundation Establishment.
The timing would just fit within the fifteen-day mark for Foundation Establishment, a demonstration of average talent, not too good but not bad either.
After resting for a bit, Jack Clark went to take a bath and came out wearing clothes that had been washed and dried.
At that moment, a female student from across the way came out of the girls' changing room and greeted Jack Clark with a smile, "Jack Clark, are you heading back now?"
"Yes." Jack Clark nodded.
"Great, I was planning to head back early today too. Shall we go together?"
"Sure."
This female student's name was Freya Louise; Jack Clark had met her last week, and recently, they would occasionally exchange cultivation experiences.
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Since their routes home overlapped by half and were in the same direction, they gradually got to know each other after bumping into each other a few times.
In the scorching sunshine, under the shade of trees by the road, Freya Louise with her long hair flowing over her shoulders, walked side by side with Jack Clark, a gentle breeze carrying a faint scent of shampoo.
"Jack, I noticed you handled the Carry seven turns today without much pressure. You must be close to a breakthrough, right?"
"Probably a few more days."
Freya glanced at the figures running on the distant playground and whispered, "My Meditation Method is now complete, and I can perform nine turns of Qi Blood circulation within half an hour."
"After I use the Burst bear blood essence for cultivation tonight when I get back, I should be able to reach Foundation Establishment tomorrow."
A faint smile appeared on Jack's face: "Congratulations."
Freya turned to look at Jack, her pretty face showing encouragement: "Keep it up, Jack. I'll be waiting for you over at that side of Zone C."
With a smile, Jack nodded: "Yeah, let's both keep it up."
As they talked, they stepped out from under the trees, and the sunlight fell on Freya's face, giving her skin a milky, translucent glow.
Jack paused for a moment at the sight.
During this time, Jack had observed that the girls in their class were all quite attractive, with class leader Sherry Lesser being naturally the most beautiful.
With purple curly hair, an exquisite face, and a fiery figure, she truly belonged to the goddess tier.
Next came Freya.
Different from Sherry's delicate beauty, Freya possessed a bright and pure look, with fair and tender baby-soft cheeks and beautifully shaped features.
Her pretty phoenix eyes had long outer corners that slightly squinted into crescent shapes when she smiled, radiating subtle charm.
About 168 centimeters tall, she liked to finish her jet-black hair with a white butterfly clip at the back of her head. The dangling white ribbon mixed with her hair, giving her a refreshing vibe.
This unique charm, pure yet subtly enchanting, easily overshadowed the other more innocent girls in the class.
Even Jack occasionally found himself stirred by her unintentional allure, unable to help marveling at her natural beauty.
The two of them walked together for a while longer before parting ways at a three-way intersection.
It was five o'clock when Jack returned home with his hands full of bags, the largest of which contained more than twenty kilograms of frozen fish.
More than twenty kilograms of fish meat would be enough to feed his Salamander Avatar for only two days.
In the kitchen, Jack slit open the bellies of the Beltfish, cleaned out the innards, and then set them aside, quickly filling up a basin.
Upstairs, a Hexagonal Power Lycophyte forty-seven centimeters long was half-lying on the table, its head the size of a goose egg slightly raised, its six red antennae opened on both sides like a little lion.
Although the Avatar wasn't very large at the moment, it was beginning to exhibit the imposing presence of a carnivorous creature.
Jack placed the basin of fish meat in front of the Avatar, and with a thought, he watched as the Salamander Avatar opened its mouth wide, grabbed a fish, and began to tear through it.
In front of the Avatar's small yet sharp teeth, the fish meat was easily shredded and swallowed after a few bites, demonstrating a startling rate of consumption.
Feeding, digesting, growing.
Very soon, more than six kilograms of fish meat were consumed, and in a visible change, the Salamander Avatar became noticeably thicker, growing to forty-eight centimeters long.
After eating its fill, the Avatar lay on the table to digest its meal.
Jack sat on a chair, lost in thought. He was contemplating what genes to fuse into his Avatar next.
The ability to evolve and fuse other creatures' genes into the Avatar offered limitless possibilities.
However, having too many options was sometimes a curse because insects and animals possessed so many unfamiliar abilities that were beyond human comprehension.
For example, the Tiger Beetle's instantaneous speed increase by over two hundred times, the mantis shrimp's supersonic burst attacks, and more…
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