Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1011: 630, Special Welfare of the Agricultural College_3

Sun Chu Ci laughed and said, “Hey, Liu Ming, want to come by my dorm tonight? Or I can come find you guys, and we can figure out where to go after this time travel.”

On the other end of the line, Liu Ming was full of laughter and said hesitantly, “Huh? Are we going to the wilderness? Maybe not this time. How about you see if anyone else wants to go? There are lots of students in the academy eager to explore the wild.”

Sun Chu Ci was silent for two seconds: “Alright.”

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A cheer erupted inside the dorm: “I redeemed it! The system notified me to go to the Extraordinary Institute to receive the First Breathing Technique!”

“I got it too! Hahaha, all my daily point running paid off!”

Final countdown day.

The first batch of students finally scrimped and saved enough points to redeem the God of Thunder’s First Breathing Technique, ‘Supreme Way’.

These days, everyone was so focused on accumulating points that even private cinemas became deserted.

Everyone turned into point slaves.

Sun Chu Ci and his group passed by the dorm from which the cheering came, managing only a bitter smile.

Their points weren’t enough yet.

Tuan Zi tugged at his hand: “It’s okay, if it takes a bit longer, so be it.”

“Mm,” Sun Chu Ci nodded, and walked into the War Fortress.

Inside the fortress, Qing Chen was like a truly detached and indifferent landlord, tirelessly working over the six Agricultural College students.

Until this morning, Nan Gong Yuan Yu finally hesitated long enough before he couldn’t help it anymore.

But instead of protesting, he cautiously walked over to Qing Chen and asked, “Dean, is there any extra way to earn points for our Agricultural College? Other colleges have options, like answering questions in class could earn points, or teachers rewarding students for diligence. Every teacher has a weekly budget of 100 points…”

“Ah, this,” Qing Chen opened his eyes to look at Nan Gong Yuan Yu: “Do we have that kind of privilege?”

He then looked at Zard, who appeared innocently at Qing Chen: “…Do we?”

The six students stopped their digging work, looking at Qing Chen and Zard in shock – a dean and a teacher who didn’t know about such things?

Qing Chen asked, “How many points does a dean have then?”

Nan Gong Yuan Yu respectfully replied, “The dean has 300 points weekly.”

Qing Chen thought for a moment: “Ah, I honestly didn’t know about this, I need to confirm with Dean Zheng. Once I know I have point privileges, I’ll consider rewarding you all!”

Jindai Kongyin said frankly: “Dean, we want to redeem the First Breathing Technique of the God of Thunder. We’ll need to learn the second one later too, so we hope you can give us a bit more points usually, since after finishing our work at Agricultural College, we don’t have the energy to run for points.”

Sun Chu Ci, Tuan Zi, Ma Jingjing, and the others looked at Qing Chen with hopeful expressions.

In the past few days, they had endured quite a bit of ridicule and side-eye, but they still persevered.

No one knew how many calluses had formed over the blisters on their hands, healing over and then blistering again until everyone had calluses.

Chicken Blood Sprout could indeed let them heal quickly, but it still hurt while being worked over.

Having come to the Agricultural College, switching colleges was no longer a consideration, and they only thought about working diligently.

Yet, while other students were intensely running for points, they seemed isolated from the world.

Ultimately, there was a touch of unwillingness.

After learning about the teachers and dean having point privileges, Sun Chu Ci and the others hoped their Agricultural College could occasionally reward them too.

But days passed without any response.

Disappointment gradually turned into despair.

“The God of Thunder’s First Breathing Technique?” Qing Chen asked.

“Mm,” Sun Chu Ci nodded.

Qing Chen broke into a smile: “Well… in our Agricultural College, there’s no need to redeem that thing with points. Come, I’ll teach you.”

The War Fortress within the Agricultural College fell silent.

The vast land seemed to be frozen, stifling all sound.

The words Qing Chen had spoken just now were like a needle suddenly dropping on a crisp marble floor in this extremely silent setting.

Clear, resonant.

No amount of thinking could clear the students’ thoughts, Sun Chu Ci and Tuan Zi exchanged a glance, wondering if they heard wrong.

This time, the shock brought by the mysterious dean to the students was far more intense than merely getting 50 points each.

The God of Thunder’s First Breathing Technique could be learned without spending points, for free?

Was the Agricultural College… so special?

Nan Gong Yuan Yu hesitated and asked, “Dean, everyone uses points to redeem it. Learning it directly, won’t that break academy rules?”

“No,” Qing Chen laughed: “You could secretly learn it, couldn’t you.”

As he spoke, he placed his right hand on Nan Gong Yuan Yu’s pulse.

The next moment, the blue veins in Nan Gong Yuan Yu’s arm began to shimmer, one by one, turning golden.

His breathing rate began to change involuntarily.

His own breathing started synchronizing with Qing Chen’s breathing.

Even the heartbeats began to converge.

Nan Gong Yuan Yu instinctively closed his eyes to perceive it, feeling as though his body was a dead piece of wood, but a clap of thunder in the depths of his soul revitalized the wood.

There was even a sound of thunder inside his body.

Everyone exchanged looks.

What was going on.

Weren’t these cultivation techniques said to be rare even in Kunlun, with many academy teachers just starting to practice them?

The Breathing Technique is hard to master, with a long and repetitive breathing pattern, where even slight mistakes, including different lengths of breaths, could lead to failure.

Thus, all formal cultivation methods are extremely difficult to grasp and require a teacher’s hands-on guidance for some time.

Yet, this dean merely placing his fingers on Nan Gong Yuan Yu’s wrist initiated the Breathing Technique naturally.

Wait, the thunderous sound from the dean’s body a few days ago, didn’t it sound just like the sound within Nan Gong Yuan Yu now.

The only difference was that the dean’s thunderous sound was richer, occasionally accompanied by the crackle of kindling.

In an instant, in the eyes of all the students, Qing Chen became mysterious and powerful!

Qing Chen guided Nan Gong Yuan Yu through the First Breathing Technique over a hundred times: “Memorized?”

Nan Gong Yuan Yu opened his eyes wide in astonishment, the breathing pattern seemed imprinted deep in his memory.

Until this moment, the students finally began to realize the uniqueness of the Agricultural College!

Qing Chen went on to ‘check the pulse’ for each student, hesitating a fraction of a second when it was Jindai Kongyin’s and Tuan Zi’s turn, he plucked a leaf from the Little Sapling on Zard’s head and placed it between his finger and their wrists.

Zard exclaimed, “A limited-edition skin can be used like that, that’s so cool!”

Sun Chu Ci was shocked, where is the coolness in that?

When Qing Chen passed on the First Breathing Technique to each student, they couldn’t help but want to sit cross-legged to cultivate right away.

But before they could sit down, Nan Gong Yuan Yu felt a strong force kick him on the butt, knocking him to the ground.

Qing Chen settled back into the deck chair: “If you want to cultivate, do it back in the dorm at night; this can replace sleep. During the day, you better work diligently; this is the Agricultural College, not the Extraordinary Institute.”

The students laughed and cried–the mysterious and unfathomable dean had seamlessly reverted to a miserly landlord!

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