Chapter 2

A pungent smell spread throughout the classroom, and everyone in the room was stunned.

"What did that waste of space say? It was actually so accurate?"

"Wasn't he just spouting nonsense? Wasn't he just trying to be mysterious?"

"How is this even possible?"

Mukin rushed to Shen Lang's desk in three quick steps, picked up the paper on the desk, and saw three simple formulas written on it.

"Is this even possible?"

She picked up a pen and started calculating, extending from each formula on the paper. The paper was quickly filled, leaving only a small space.

"Swallow!" Mukin swallowed hard, looking at the paper in her hand and drawing a sharp breath. "It's actually so simple! Just three formulas clearly explain the entire process, solving all the problems without any flaws... Moreover, if this is followed, as long as there are no mistakes in the operation, it could very well be a third-grade spirit weapon! But, but I... I only wanted to make a first-grade spirit weapon before..."

"What!" The dozens of people who had just recovered from their shock stared with wide eyes.

After a long while, Mukin finally came to her senses, scanned the classroom, and asked, "Where is that bastard Shen Lang?"

"Ou... Out..." A young man on the side said timidly.

Mukin was furious: "He dares to skip my class? Who gave him the nerve!"

The group in the classroom was silent, no one dared to speak. Mukin, the mentor, had a good temper, but when she got angry, she was like a lioness, very frightening.

She coldly snorted, picked up the paper, and walked out, saying, "Class is dismissed. When that guy comes back, tell him to come see me! If he angers me, I'll throw him to the Xuanbing Cliff for seven days and seven nights!"

"Seven days and seven nights! Won't he freeze to death?" The students all shivered.

The Xuanbing Cliff had no ice, but the gale winds were fierce, and it was where Tayan Academy punished students who violated school rules.

Usually, even if someone committed a mistake, being thrown to the Xuanbing Cliff for a few hours was already severe. Three days meant they were almost expelled, and seven days... Apart from a madman who almost killed a mentor years ago, almost no one had been so unlucky.

If someone really stayed there for seven days, it would be a matter of certain death!

"Hey, what do you think is going on?" The fat and big-eared Hao Ran said.

A few people immediately got up from their seats and gathered around the class leader, Xu Qing, who had led the group in mocking Shen Lang.

"Boss, what's up with that waste of space? He got into Tayan Academy through connections, and for so many years, he's been sleeping all the time. I didn't expect him to be a genius in alchemy..."

"Hmph!" Xu Qing coldly snorted. "Genius my ass! I think he just got lucky, a waste of space with a Heavenly Pulse Sacred Body, without even a martial soul, living is a waste of food."

"Really?" Hao Ran's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "When he counted the steps outside, it was spot on, and those formulas even made the mentor..."

"Slap!"

Xu Qing slapped him on the head and said, "If I say it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible! Even if he got it right this time, it's just because he read a few more books! The requirements for an alchemist are much higher than for martial arts, and the mental demands exclude over 90% of those who want to become alchemists. A waste of space who yawns three times for every step, can he become an alchemist?"

"Yes, yes, boss is right!"

Everyone echoed, their eyes flickering with different expressions.

But even if some had different thoughts, they didn't dare to show it.

Who in this class would dare to oppose Xu Qing? They would be living tired of life.

"Hao Ran, go out and tell Shen Lang that the waste of space is gone... Hehe, not knowing when to die, he actually dares to go out. Does he not know that Shen Lang is always watching him? Does he think that the little devil Xue Dang can always protect him?" Xu Qing laughed sinisterly.

"Hehehe..." The people around him laughed sinisterly as well.

Some who didn't speak felt sorry, but they were afraid of Xu Qing's background and didn't dare to speak.

They just prayed that Shen Lang wouldn't be too unlucky.

At this moment, Shen Lang climbed to a large rock on the hillside and sat there, organizing his thoughts.

On his way to school this morning, he met a fortune-telling old man. The old man was mumbling and said some vague things.

Finally, he lightly touched Shen Lang's forehead. In the classroom, Shen Lang slept until now and had a strange dream, inexplicably gaining the memories of the War Emperor. If this had nothing to do with the fortune-telling old man, no one would believe it.

"The back mountain is rarely visited, and further in is considered Tayan Academy's restricted area. How could a fortune-telling old man come here? The old men of Tayan Academy are said to have reached the Xuanwu Mirror, a terrifying realm. How could they let such a strange person enter the back mountain?"

Just thinking about this, Shen Lang's mind immediately returned to the memories of the War Emperor. These memories contained countless powerful techniques and various secrets of alchemy and medicine.

However, these memories seemed to have many traces of human interference, with many details sealed or erased.

"Damn, the memories are even censored. I remember this is something only the Japanese like to do!" Shen Lang was a bit depressed.

However, the techniques, alchemy, and medicine in the memories were crystal clear, making Shen Lang feel as if he had just practiced them yesterday.

But all these techniques were based on the premise of normal cultivation, and Shen Lang, not only had a Heavenly Pulse Sacred Body but also lacked a martial soul.

Even in the memories of the War Emperor, there was no solution for the Heavenly Pulse Sacred Body.

He vaguely understood that warriors with such a constitution needed various secret methods or materials to stimulate their bodies to awaken the Heavenly Pulse Sacred Body.

Now, Shen Lang, having obtained the memories of such a powerful person, was like getting a huge treasure trove.

But if he couldn't cultivate, it was extremely frustrating, like a eunuch going to a brothel.

Shen Lang, not only unable to cultivate, could hardly feel the spiritual energy in the world and, more importantly, had no martial soul!

So, after ten years of effort, he was only at the Second Heaven of the Force Martial Realm, not even as strong as a porter or a vendor on the street.

The martial arts cultivation on the Starry Continent is divided into many realms: Force Martial Mirror, Qi Martial Mirror, Spirit Martial Realm, Xuanwu Mirror, etc...

Each realm is divided into nine heavens.

The Force Martial Mirror mainly focuses on physical training, although it can absorb spiritual energy to enhance cultivation, the main focus is on physical training.

Hands can break rock walls, and one can tear apart tigers and leopards.

The Qi Martial Mirror focuses on cultivating qi. Qi Martial Realm warriors can store all the absorbed spiritual energy in the dantian, where the spiritual energy liquefies, and the dantian begins to form, allowing the release of large-scale spells and the use of spiritual energy to refine the body.

One can hear the struggle of ants, and the dantian solidifies.

The Spirit Martial Mirror is a step above the Qi Martial Realm, allowing the external release of spiritual energy to form dragons, tigers, and other fierce beasts, even wings of various shapes.

One can step on water, glide through the air, and cross the sky.

The Xuanwu Realm, where spiritual energy solidifies into a pill, and spiritual energy forms wings, transforming from the ethereal to the tangible, allowing one to ascend to the heavens and descend to the earth, with the power to cause mountains to crumble and the earth to split. Many sect protectors are at this level.

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The Force Martial Realm mainly focuses on physical training, while the Qi Martial Realm and above mainly rely on the spiritual energy in the world to refine the body.

And the crucial point for Shen Lang is that he is the legendary Heavenly Pulse Sacred Body, a constitution that could shake the heavens and the earth in ancient times but is now a waste, with no suitable techniques to cultivate and difficulty in absorbing the spiritual energy in the world.

This constitution, like that of ancient gods and demons, follows the path of "flesh becoming a saint," which is already a myth from the legendary era.

Even with the memories of the War Emperor, there are no suitable techniques for the Heavenly Pulse Sacred Body in these memories.

He doesn't even know how to awaken this Heavenly Pulse Sacred Body.

A martial soul is a natural talent of the people of the Starry Continent, closely related to a warrior's achievements in martial arts.

There are countless types of martial souls: natural martial souls like fire, ice, hurricane, and lightning;

weapon martial souls like swords, spears, and halberds;

beast martial souls like the Vermilion Bird, Azure Dragon, and White Tiger;

and many powerful mutant martial souls like dark and light martial souls.

Martial souls can evolve and strengthen as the warrior's strength increases. Most importantly, when forming the dantian at the Qi Martial Realm, the main reliance is on the martial soul. Without a martial soul, it's impossible to form the dantian.

Without a dantian, how can one continue to cultivate?

If one breaks through to the Qi Martial Realm, it means entering the innate realm, with a significant increase in strength, the formation of the dantian, faster and purer absorption of spiritual energy, which begins to liquefy, making one a target for various forces.

But Shen Lang, a waste without a martial soul.

The Heavenly Pulse Sacred Body is already terrifying enough, and without a martial soul, he is seen as the most useless person by others.

"What is that human face? The War Emperor, the master of the War God Temple, is a supreme existence in the human world. How could he fall so easily, and now there is no information about his fall on the entire continent? This bastard erased many key memories..."

Shen Lang frowned, trying to recall and connect various events in the memories, and then analyze them.

However, the War Emperor, who claimed to be one with him, seemed to have thought of various possibilities and erased many key points, making the memories very fragmented and scattered.

The cultivation techniques are very complete.

But what happened to the War God Temple and what major events occurred in the human world, Shen Lang knows nothing about, as all these memories are missing.

It's as if the War Emperor, as himself, played a joke on him, making him guess these mysteries.

"According to legend, the War God Temple is the holy land of the human race, leading the human race, with a status above legendary forces, extremely mysterious. But where the War God Temple is, few people on the Starry Continent know. Some say it is hidden deep underground, rarely appearing and not interfering in the human world; others say it wanders in other dimensions, and without a specific coordinate, it is hard to find... From the memories, the latter seems more likely..."

"Hmm, my head is a bit confused. Why should I go and research the War God Temple now? If I really find it, can I just walk up to them and say I am your great War Emperor?"

Shen Lang stood up from the rock, his eyes unusually bright: "I am Shen Lang, and my fate will be determined by myself! The fate of the War Emperor will not happen again! I need to become stronger, and I will reach the peak of martial arts in the entire human world!"

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