Chapter Fourteen: The Soul-Stirring Bell Rings

  The next morning, he woke up again from his cultivation, and Jiang Le spat out a mouthful of turbid air, feeling refreshed and invigorated. He couldn't help but stretch his waist.

  "So refreshing, full of energy all over the body, feeling like I can knock out a cow with one punch! This is what it means to be full of vitality, I was wrong to think I was strong before."

  He got up and exercised his body. Jiang Le felt the vital energy in his Dan furnace, and suddenly more than 300 threads of vital energy responded, constantly surging in the Dan furnace.

  "Haha, it seems that the saying 'a slow bird flies first' is indeed reasonable. In just one day, I've already grasped half of the essence. Give me another day and I'll definitely be able to control all the essence in my body, then I can merge with the Condensation Method."

  Jiang Le was overjoyed and couldn't close his mouth.

  Master said that if one can't condense their spiritual power within three days, they're useless. But brother was able to do it in just three days, looks like he's not useless after all, still worth cultivating.

  A look of radiant satisfaction on his face.

  He continued to practice the Tianxia Small Eight Steps in the courtyard, and after hundreds of repetitions a day, Jiang Le finally felt a profound taste, as if he could really take the ninth step and complete the sixteen steps.

  But this taste is still very weak, and it's only during practice that there are occasionally some inexpressible epiphanies and a desire to take action.

  But this impulse couldn't find a place to vent, and it felt stifling in my heart.

  It seems like I still lack something, need to continue practicing hard.

  After completing the hundredth round of the Tianxia Small Eight Steps, Jiang Le was covered in sweat, but his spirit was high and his eyes shone with a bright light, which was a manifestation of being full of energy.

  Unfortunately, my vacation is over and I have to go back to school now.

  Jiang Le cannot give up his studies, not to mention how much knowledge he can gain, mainly to fulfill his mother's wish, get into university and make her proud of her own child.

  Now I've greatly improved on the problem of forgetting things overnight, and there's basically no difference with ordinary people. Plus the accumulation from usual times, as long as I work hard a bit, it should still be hopeful to get into university.

  Jiang Le locked up the antique shop and headed to school.

  Seeing that familiar lively class again, Jiang Le couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, even if he didn't like the people in this class.

  "Jiang Le, where have you been these past few days?" Jiang Le's return hadn't caught much attention, but his deskmate couldn't help but ask.

  His name is Liu Jun, a pretty handsome young man who likes to pretend to be cool, has long hair, doesn't talk much, and has a bit of an arrogant temperament, very popular among the girls.

  In fact, he is also a popular student in Qingyang Middle School, and his ranking seems to be quite high.

  Jiang Le has been sitting with Liu Jun since he entered the class, and he had long discovered that he was actually a cold and arrogant person on the surface but warm inside. However, he is very smart and doesn't have the usual arrogance of bad students, which makes Jiang Le not particularly disgusted with him.

  Of course, the most important thing is that Liu Jun is also one of Jiang Le's bosses.

  As a rich family's handsome young master, he spends his free time chasing after little girls, so he outsources his homework to Jiang Le, who charges 10 yuan per assignment, making 300 yuan a month.

  This is comparable to the treatment of a part-time job. Every time Jiang Le saw Liu Jun, it was as if he was looking at the God of Wealth.

  Nowadays, Jiang Le wouldn't care about this amount of money. He had spent tens of thousands, and being so petty over a few hundred yuan would make even the stingy him feel ashamed.

  "Something happened at home and I took a few days off, what's up, Young Master Liu doesn't have me around, so no one can help you with your homework?" Jiang Le smiled and replied.

  Liu Jun curled his lip and said: "Who can't get along with money, but a new guy I just found to kill the black, one task wants me to pay 15 yuan, feels uncomfortable in my heart."

  Jiang Le was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh: "I'd like to meet this person, when you asked me to do your homework for you, my mouth was dry from quoting prices, and I only got 10 yuan. It's hard to imagine someone can get a price increase of half from the eloquent Liu Dashi."

  "Hmph, it's because you weren't here that Xiao Qing urged me several times. I really had no choice, but now that you're back, I won't have to look for him." Liu Jun said happily.

  From this point of view, although he is from a wealthy family, he is not too extravagant and knows how to be frugal.

  "I may not be able to help you with your homework for the time being. You also know my goal, I want to go to university, and the college entrance exam is approaching, I need to work hard."

  "Then I won't force it either. Alas, I spent a lot of money on this writing assignment just to get close to Xiao Qing, but she doesn't seem to want to interact with me at all, still so cold and distant. Looks like I'll be making a loss on this deal."

  Jiang Le was speechless with laughter.

  This guy's father is a businessman, and he also inherited the genes of a businessman. However, using business tactics to chase girls will only end in failure unless he finds a woman who loves vanity.

  But this matter has nothing to do with him, so there's no need to say anything. Without another word, Jiang Le took out his textbook and began to make up for the classes he had missed over the past few days.

  In a substitute class, there is no teacher who will care about whether you are present or absent. They just go through the motions and won't pay attention to your exam scores at all.

  However, Jiang Le has been accustomed to self-study since childhood due to his habit of forgetting overnight, and he is extremely proficient in the procedures and methods of self-study. Even without a teacher's guidance, he can still understand about 70-80% on his own.

  It wasn't until Jiang Le finished reviewing the few main topics he had missed and felt that he had a good grasp of them that he realized class was already in session.

  There is a middle-aged man sitting on the podium reading a book, ignoring the students below.

  This teacher seems to be teaching music.

  Jiang Le asked Liu Jun beside him, only to realize that it was already the third class. In this music class, the teacher just let everyone study freely as soon as he came in, and they could look at whatever song they liked. Damn, this teaching method is even more annoying than physical education class.

  It's just an off-beat, completely abandoned rhythm.

  Jiang Le couldn't help but smile wryly and continued to study on his own.

  "Ding ding ding! Ding ding ding."

  Suddenly, a ringing sound started.

  "Oh, class is over." The music teacher on the platform reacted the fastest and stood up to leave.

  But just after walking two steps, he reacted again, seemingly having just started class, how could it be over already.

  Listening carefully, the ringing sound came from the students' place.

  At this moment, the music teacher's face was not pleasant. Is this a blatant provocation? Originally, everyone minded their own business, you are ignorant, and I also got to be idle, but dare to do so, this is unforgivable.

  His sharp eyes scanned the church, wanting to find out which of his own students was so brazen.

  At this time, Jiang Le's face also became strange, his hands covering the backpack, pressing it tightly. He clearly felt the vibration of the soul-stirring bell inside the backpack.

  What the heck is going on? It's broad daylight, what are you yelling about?

  Liu Jun beside Jiang Le was tongue-tied, staring at Jiang Le. After a while, he suddenly showed a face of admiration and whispered: "Jiang Le, you're too awesome, daring to **teacher, I admire you."

  I admire your sister, brother, this is not intentional, okay? Only a ghost can make the wind chime ring.

  What the ghost! Ghost!

  Jiang Le suddenly sat up with a start.

  Dangguiling is specially used to dispel pathogenic cold and evil, otherwise it will not make a loud noise.

  This is terrible!

  "Hey, you..."

  Jiang Le's sudden stand-up revealed the source of the ringing sound, and instantly drew the music teacher's murderous gaze.

  But before the music teacher could finish speaking, Jiang Le suddenly pointed outside the door and exclaimed: "Someone has fainted!"

  The music teacher subconsciously looked over and indeed saw a student wearing school uniform lying at the classroom door.