Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 152 - 142: What’s So Great About That?

As the final exams approached, Class Eight's study atmosphere grew increasingly intense.

This exam involved all first-year high school students across the city, and the homeroom teacher, Shan Qingrong, placed great importance on it.

Especially for Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning, he repeatedly emphasized his expectations for them to perform well in this city-wide test.

The classmates, ambitious and aspirational, hoped to make a name for themselves in the final exams and let students from other schools recognize the prowess of Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School.

Students are always like this—they might belittle their own school, complaining about its manifold shortcomings, but they refuse to let students from other schools look down upon it, even defending their school's dignity vigorously.

Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School, in Yuzhou City, wasn't the best high school; it paled in comparison to the leading Second Middle School.

This city-wide exam was a rare opportunity, and everyone was eager to prepare and defeat Second Middle School.

Several days passed.

Class Eight was much less rowdy.

At this time, during the morning break, the classroom would usually be quite chaotic.

However, today, the vast majority of students were earnestly reading and reviewing at their desks, or discussing questions with each other.

Except for a few special cases, most students had enrolled in Fourth Middle School because of their good academic performance, so their overall quality was not bad.

Students in the front row, like Dong Qingfeng, Chen Qian, Huang Zhongfei, Shen Qing'e, and Miao Zhe, were all seriously reviewing this term's content, and even the usually playful kids in the back row, like Guo Kunnan and Cui Yu, had opened their books.

Doing well in the final exams meant they could have a good year, allowing their parents to boast and perhaps get some extra New Year's money.

If they did poorly, however, they might face a completely different scenario.

Ma Shicheng, who sat at the back, had been playing video games for too long and lifted his head to stretch his neck.

Looking around, he noticed that nearly every student in the back row was studying hard.

Ma Shicheng felt stunned for a second, as if betrayed by the whole world.

Then, he saw Wu Xiaoqi in the corner of the classroom, engrossed in playing with his phone, unbothered.

Even though Wu Xiaoqi's posture was quite brazen and carefree as he played on his phone,

Ma Shicheng still felt a warmth in his heart and suddenly found Wu Xiaoqi's face less detestable. In the cold atmosphere of Class Eight, he had a fellow comrade; he wasn't alone.

In the front row.

Jiang Ning, who usually took a stroll in the little garden in front of Building 3, stayed at his seat today.

He glanced at his book, flipping through the pages occasionally. He wasn't really concentrating on studying.

With his memory, the content taught in the first year wasn't difficult; a quick read-through to grasp the question types was enough to face the exams.

He had secretly taken a Qi Gathering Pill behind Xue Yuantong's back just a while ago and was now circulating his cultivation technique to refine the power of the elixir.

Like always, while others were studying, he was cultivating.

Cultivation was similar to studying; both could be tedious. Profound cultivation levels were achieved through countless sessions of intense solitary cultivation, refining spiritual power, and breaking through limitations.

Only by enduring solitude and loneliness could one have a chance to become a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Even Demon Cultivators, who sought power through dubious methods, had to cultivate in isolation.

Even the elders of Joyful Union Sect had to endure emptiness.

The Cultivation World was cruel; being able to focus solely on cultivation was already one of the best conditions. Ninety-nine percent of cultivators would have to struggle for resources within the brutal Cultivation World, and a moment's carelessness could lead to death.

Whether in the Cultivation World or the Real World, Jiang Ning never had to worry much about resources.

The resources of the Real World were sufficient for his use for the time being, at least until the Foundation Establishment Realm. The realms beyond would require careful consideration.

But for now, there was no need to think that far ahead.

Facing the window, Jiang Ning looked towards the sky above Hu Qi Mountain. Fourth Middle School was several kilometers away from Hu Qi Mountain, and after breaking through to the Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer, his vision had greatly improved.

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Without obstructions, he could even clearly see the timing of traffic lights several kilometers away.

The sky above Hu Qi Mountain was shrouded in mist, prompting Jiang Ning to abandon the attempt.

If his Divine Sense had been stronger, he could have penetrated the fog with a sweep.

"For now, my target is to break through to the late stage of Qi Cultivation."

While Jiang Ning was refining the elixir, Xue Yuantong stood up with a large apple in hand and hurriedly tiptoed past Jiang Ning, who let him pass and turned his attention back to the desk in front of him, where Dan Kaiquan was asking Bai Yuxia about exam questions.

Bai Yuxia was helpful, usually answering his queries unless Dan Kaiquan kept asking repetitively, at which point she would suggest he stick to basic questions instead of tackling difficult ones right away.

Thanks to Bai Yuxia's help, Dan Kaiquan felt significant improvement and brimmed with mysterious confidence. He believed he could make it into the top ten of the class this time.

When the results were released, his former back-row peers would surely be shocked, realizing that Dan Kaiquan had moved to the front just to study diligently, not for any ulterior motives.

Then, he would seize the opportunity to thank Bai Yuxia by inviting her to a meal.

There was a new East-West fusion casual dining restaurant right outside the school.

Every time Dan Kaiquan passed by, peering through the glass, he saw fashionably dressed men and women enjoying their meals inside.

Dan Kaiquan hadn't been to many fancy places, and he'd never even eaten at KFC. He inherently felt that the East-West restaurant must be good.

It was suitable for dates, as well as confessions.

Imagining the day when Bai Yuxia would blush and accept his confession in the restaurant, Dan Kaiquan felt intoxicated; he was already lost in the dream.