I Have A Cultivation World

After arriving in class, there was still some time before the lesson started. Chen Mobai took a seat by the window, pulled out his phone and prepared to check the unread 99+ messages in his friend circle.

But before he could even start reading, two fellow students came over to him and congratulated him on his Foundation Establishment with an ancient ritual. Being left with no choice, Chen Mobai had to stand up and return the gesture. At that moment, he truly felt the burden heavy fame brings.

Just as he was about to sit down, another student who had just entered the classroom raced over enthusiastically upon noticing him.

It was only when class started that Chen Mobai finally got a break.

Dividing his attention, he was listening to the lecture given by Che Yucheng earnestly while also playing with his phone.

Since his Foundation Establishment was successful, his Divine Sense increased threefold. Even when he was multitasking, his learning efficiency was still far better than when he was in the Qi Cultivation phase.

When Chen Mobai usually checked his friend’s circle, many familiar contacts appeared.

Lu Hongsheng: [Lu Hongsheng boasted about their friendship: “Congrats to my best bud on his successful Foundation Establishment in the fourth year at the Dance Tool Dao Academy”] Chen Mobai was in a fake photo with him that was taken back in high school.

Chen Mobai was speechless at Lu Hongsheng’s blatant bragging, but he couldn’t help but like the post.

Mo Simin: [Impressive, don’t forget to treat us this year.]

Kong Feichen: [?]

Shi Yuanqing, Shi Jingjing, and other classmates from the same school all sent their congratulations.

His friends Shen Juanxiu, Luan Jingsheng, and others also sent congratulatory messages.

After going through the posts by family and friends, Chen Mobai finally found Yan Bingxuan’s response: “As expected, you’re the fastest.”

When they had gone their separate ways in the past, they had made a promise to have reached Foundation Establishment the next time they met.

Yan Bingxuan mentioned she’ll first need to promote her Ice Spirit Root, implying it may take up to ten years before they meet again.

Seeing Yan Bingxuan’s reply, Chen Mobai was reminded of the old joke and he couldn’t help but reminisce about his high school days, which felt beautifully simple and naive.

[Will you come back this year?]

At the thought of this, Chen Mobai could not help but send her a private message.

He realized their last conversation was nearly two years ago, when Yan Bingxuan returned to Danxia City and invited him out for grilled fish with Mo Simin.

Unfortunately, that year Chen Xinglan failed the Foundation Establishment, forcing Chen Mobai to stay.

Time seems to pass quickly in the world of Immortal Cultivation.

[I don’t know yet, I might.]

Yan Bingxuan replied with a very delicate statement. A small grin formed on Chen Mobai’s face.

When it came to matters he was interested in, his Emotional Intelligence (EQ) shot up.

[I’m going back this year. It’s been quite a while since we last met, let’s all get together.]

[Sounds good.]

After those simple exchanges, Chen Mobai’s happiness hit another high note. [Congratulations on your Foundation Establishment, Senior Chen. Do you remember me?]

At this time, a message popped up from a girl with a pink pig avatar.

Chen Mobai looked at the note, it was from Wanyu.

He immediately remembered the beautiful girl he had met on the train during his first year of school.

[Thank you, of course I remember you, Wanyu… It’s a beautiful name.] After responding, Chen Mobai went back to chatting with Yan Bingxuan. However, he was unaware that after receiving this message, Teacher Wanyu’s heart was pounding, her fair, cute face turned rosy, and she gripped her phone, not knowing what to do due to the surge of excitement.

He still remembers me!

After a while, she couldn’t help but compose and send another message.

Chen Mobai spent the whole morning’s puppet class constantly checking his messages and replying to them.

By the end, Qing Nu even chimed in, asking him to explain the specifics of Foundation Establishment.

Chen Mobai multitasked and fully disclosed the problems he encountered during his Foundation Establishment and the essential techniques of the Critical Law to Qjng Nu, who seemed very curious and asked in great detail.

“Class dismissed!”

Only when Che Yucheng yelled this heavy line from the podium did Chen Mobai snap back to reality. This teacher was supposed to give him a special lesson today.

Seeing that quite a few classmates were coming over to chat, Chen Mobai quickly grabbed his stuff and followed Che Yucheng off the podium under the excuse of asking for guidance, thus making his exit swiftly.

“No wonder I’ve attended classes at the Daoist Academy for four years and rarely seen senior students who have reached Foundation Establishment. If every class is this enthusiastic, it may become a bit unbearable.”

In Che Yucheng’s office, Chen Mobai placed the Faceless Puppet on the table and handily made some tea.

“The reason they don’t show up is not because they’re anti-social, but because they don’t want to miss the opportunities in the Treasure Trove.”

Treasure Trove?

What is that place?

If you don’t understand something, ask. Especially now that Che Yucheng is officially his mentor.

“It’s the core area of the spiritual vein of Crimson Mountain, also known as the ‘Back Mountain’ that you students refer to.”

“Within the Treasure Trove, there are over ten thousand Rank-2 or higher magical artifacts, formed from the donations of all the students who have graduated from Dance Tool Dao Academy over thousands of years after they passed away, making it the number one treasure house in the Immortal Cultivation World.”

“Aside from the Rank-2 ones, there are over a hundred Rank-3 ones, and even a few Rank-4 ones. The Academy Master’s Soulful Mirror was picked from the Treasure Trove. It was with the assistance of this tool that he achieved ‘The Union of Differences’, leading to Core Formation and Nascent Soul Formation.” Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

Back at the Divine Wood Sect, he wreaked havoc among the three thousand Qi

Cultivation disciples just by borrowing a Rank-2 flying sword.

There’s more than ten thousand of them in the back mountain of Dance Tool Dao Academy!

“Teacher, now that I’ve reached the Foundation Establishment, can I go to the

Treasure Trove to select a magic artifact?”

“The Daoist Academy has rules. If you meet three requirements, you can go in and choose one based on your luck.”

Chen Mobai quickly served the brewed tea to Che Yucheng. After taking a sip unhurriedly, he finally began to speak, seeing the anticipation on Chen Mobai’s face.

First, you need to be a student of the academy. Second, you need to have reached Foundation Establishment. And third, you need to have accumulated 100 credit points.”

Chen Mobai quickly calculated his own credit points. In the first semester, he accumulated 11 points; the courses he passed in the make-up exam didn’t count towards the points.

In the second and third semesters, thanks to the Soul Awakening Dao Pills he passed every course, accruing a total of 28 points, and he could reliably obtain 14 more points this semester.

In total, he only has 53 points, far from enough.

Teacher, can there be any leniency about this?”

Chen Mobai began to regret his laziness over the past two years, wishing he had taken a few more elective courses.

“Principles are principles. As the Head of Discipline, I absolutely cannot break them.”

Che Yucheng wore a helpless expression.

“Ah, I see now why most Daoist Academy students only reach the Foundation Establishment after their sixth year. It turns out the 100 credit point limitation is there.”

Chen Mobai sighed. Even if he took a dozen courses next year to earn credit points, he would have to wait until the end of the fifth grade, that is, during the sixth grade, to be able to enter the Treasure Trove.

“You fool, didn’t you realize that Zhongli Tianyu went to the back mountain last year?”

Che Yucheng saw that Chen Mobai was not catching on and glared at him while bringing this up.

“Eh, that’s right, teacher that’s not correct, how did he manage to get in? Did he earn 100 credit points in two semesters? That’s impossible!”