Chapter 2

Many students were suddenly enlightened, unable to contain their excitement. After all, in the path of cultivation, internal energy is the foundation of everything, especially before one reaches adulthood. This is the stage for laying the foundation, and the further one progresses during this stage, the more benefits it will bring in the future.

Especially before the senior high school class division, one must reach the seventh level of the Physical Body Realm to have a chance of being admitted to the Martial Arts Class. Practicing martial arts would also take up time for cultivating internal energy, reducing the chances of being admitted to the Martial Arts Class.

Therefore, in earlier years, many parents stepped forward to demand that the school remove the martial arts courses, so as not to distract their children and waste their time.

Moreover, before these students reached adulthood, they would live in the base city, where there was basically no danger, and learning martial arts would not be very useful.

However, things were different now. The class division exam was just a month away, and at this point, it could be said that the outcome was already determined. Those who could pass would pass, and those who couldn't wouldn't, so it didn't matter anymore.

Martial cultivation, internal energy is only half of it; the other half is the cultivation of martial arts. A martial artist who knows martial arts can defeat someone who doesn't, even if the latter is at a higher realm.

Therefore, the cultivation of martial arts is also very important, and no one would ignore it!

Of course, not everyone had neglected the cultivation of martial arts, as it was not a mandatory requirement. Some with high talent might have already started practicing martial arts.

Chu Yunfan glanced at his classmates and indeed found some who were unmoved, likely those who had already practiced martial arts. These people were basically the most talented in the class, and they were almost certain to enter the Martial Arts Class, with the lowest being at the seventh level of the Physical Body Realm.

However, Chu Yunfan was still very excited. Since childhood, he had not been able to come into contact with martial arts. Although he knew that learning martial arts was simple nowadays, with some low-level martial arts available online for a price, he had restrained his impulse.

On one hand, he knew his talent was average, and the time he spent sitting in meditation and practicing was already insufficient. If he also practiced martial arts, his chances of being admitted to the Martial Arts Class would be even slimmer.

On the other hand, he didn't want to waste money, as the school would teach it anyway.

After Qin Wu dismissed the class, he quickly left, not dragging on or wasting time.

The entire classroom immediately buzzed with excitement, with many discussing what kind of martial arts Qin Wu would teach tomorrow. After all, most had never learned martial arts before, so they were naturally excited.

After a while, everyone started to pack up their things and leave, as the day's classes were over, and they all had to go home.

Chu Yunfan stood up and began to pack his bag in the corner, preparing to go home. Another day had passed.

"Tap, tap, tap, tap!"

A series of footsteps approached, and a plump teenager, about the same age as Chu Yunfan, appeared. His already loose martial arts uniform was almost bursting from his size.

However, despite his plump appearance, his steps were light, and he rushed over without breaking a sweat, indicating that he had some cultivation.

This was one of Chu Yunfan's few good friends, Gao Hongzhi, a genuine rich and plump kid.

Chu Yunfan knew his friend well. Although Gao Hongzhi had more cultivation than him, already at the ninth level of the Physical Body Realm, and was among the best in the class, his behavior was entirely consistent with his plump appearance: he would sit rather than stand and avoid moving if possible.

Although his plumpness was due to a genetic predisposition, it was hard not to think that he was plump simply because he was lazy.

Despite the vast differences in their backgrounds and talents, they had become good friends during their two years in high school, sharing similar interests.

"Isn't it because part of the Super Ancient Civilization's relics exhibition from the Academy of Sciences will be held at our school? You're usually the most interested in Super Ancient Civilization, right? Don't you want to go and see?" Gao Hongzhi said.

"Super Ancient Civilization's relics? Sure, let's go and see!" Gao Hongzhi's words piqued Chu Yunfan's interest.

When Chu Yunfan and Gao Hongzhi arrived at the exhibition area specially set up by the school, it was already crowded. Although Jinghai No. 13 High School was just one of many ordinary high schools in Jinghai City, the school had over ten thousand students and staff, making it a small town. It was easy to imagine how congested the exhibition area would be with so many people.

After the Great Catastrophe, the study and excavation of Super Ancient Civilization became a mainstream trend in society, and the government often exhibited less important relics of Super Ancient Civilization.

This time, only a small part of the Super Ancient Civilization's relics from the touring exhibition was displayed at No. 13 High School.

Chu Yunfan and Gao Hongzhi moved slowly with the crowd. Chu Yunfan's eyes were fixed on the exhibits locked in the steel-reinforced glass cases, including stone carvings and broken weapons from the Super Ancient Civilization. Although they were artifacts, their actual value was not very high.

At the front, there were explanations written in a complex and strange script, the language of the Super Ancient Civilization. However, this was not a problem for the students present.

Since human civilization entered the Kunlun Era, learning this language had become a required course from a young age, similar to how Chinese students learned English in the Gregorian Era.

Moreover, this language resembled the ancient Chinese seal script, which was also a pictographic language, making it easier to learn compared to English.

Due to the similarity in writing, the historical community had long held the view that the Super Ancient Civilization in the Kunlun Era must have some connection with ancient China, although this had not been proven.

Over the past few hundred years, thousands of commonly used ancient seal characters had been deciphered, although many rare and less used characters remained untranslated. However, the commonly used ancient seal characters could be understood without difficulty.

Chu Yunfan glanced at the exhibits, which, although artifacts, he had seen many times online. The images of artifacts in textbooks were similar, so they were not particularly rare, just that these were the real things.

Suddenly, he saw a large scroll floating above a simple ancient sword on one of the display stands.

The scroll depicted a landscape, with mountains and water, painted in a grand and bold style. Although it was a painting, it gave Chu Yunfan the feeling that it was like a real landscape had been imprinted.

This seemed almost unbelievable, as it was just a watercolor painting!

"Old Gao, is that painting also an exhibit?" Chu Yunfan pointed to the landscape painting on the display stand.

The Super Ancient Civilization had existed at least tens of thousands of years ago, and such a long time could erase all traces of existence. Yet, this landscape painting looked as if it had just been completed.

Although Chu Yunfan's cultivation was not high, he knew that during the excavation of the Super Ancient Civilization, such situations were common. It seemed that a special energy protected these items, allowing them to remain fresh after tens of thousands of years.

These items could generally be classified as magical artifacts, and even modern technology could only replicate them at a cost of millions or tens of millions. How much more valuable would an artifact from the Super Ancient Civilization, preserved for so long, be?

How could such a valuable item be casually displayed in a school? It was likely that all the other exhibits combined were not worth a fraction of this landscape painting.

"That painting? Are you seeing things?" Gao Hongzhi looked in the direction Chu Yunfan pointed but saw nothing, and he gave Chu Yunfan a suspicious glance.

"No painting?" Gao Hongzhi's reaction made Chu Yunfan even more surprised. How could he not see such a large painting?

"Of course not. You need to take your medicine!" Gao Hongzhi patted Chu Yunfan's shoulder, speaking in a serious tone. "Men need to take care of their health. Look, you're seeing things!"

"Shut up, get lost!" Chu Yunfan really wanted to kick Gao Hongzhi's fat face.

He looked again and saw the painting clearly floating above the ancient sword.

However, when he looked around, no one else seemed to notice anything unusual, as if only he had noticed.

"Am I really seeing things?" Chu Yunfan began to doubt himself, and he couldn't confirm it through the crowd.

Suddenly, the painting in his eyes transformed into a beam of light, flying toward him and instantly entering his mind.

"Boom!"

It felt as if something exploded in Chu Yunfan's mind, giving him no time to react.

He felt countless divine lights shining within his body, causing intense pain as if volcanoes were erupting in every cell, tearing them apart.

At the same time, many images flooded his mind.

It was like a dream, an incredibly vivid one. In the dream, he was someone else.

It was a glorious era, with emperors ruling, and the civilization was incredibly powerful, even expanding into different epochs, sweeping through various planes, and conquering numerous races.

He was a genius in alchemy, starting to learn at the age of five, familiar with pharmacology by ten, and already a renowned alchemy master by fifteen.

At twenty, he began to travel the world, becoming a sought-after alchemy king by twenty-five, and by thirty, he had reached the unparalleled realm of Alchemy Emperor.

In alchemy, he not only perfectly inherited the knowledge of the ancients but also continuously innovated, making alchemy one of the prominent studies of the era.

The elixirs he refined could make even emperors covetous, and any single one that was released would cause countless people to fight over it.

His life reached its peak, and he was successful from a young age, until he encountered a great battle. A scroll descended from the heavens, sparking a fierce competition among the emperors of the era.

The scroll contained a divine essence, a power that could make anyone a god and achieve immortality.

Thus, the Alchemy Emperor joined the battle, a terrifying conflict between gods and demons. Countless figures fought in the sky, each resembling a demon god, with unimaginable power, capable of capturing stars and moons, overturning rivers and seas, and doing anything.

On the battlefield, these figures were powerful like demon gods, but their faces were unclear. One figure, however, was exceptionally powerful, able to fight against hundreds of demon gods alone. His face was also unclear, but his golden eyes were deep like a universe, with the power to destroy heaven and earth.

As the battle intensified, most of these powerful figures died, and finally, it was the turn of the mighty figure with the golden eyes.

The scene was one of destruction, and although the Alchemy Emperor inadvertently obtained the divine essence with his unique landscape scroll, he was also targeted by the emperors. Not being skilled in martial arts, he quickly fell, and the memory ended abruptly.

Chu Yunfan suddenly woke up from the endless dream.

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