"Then I'll leave the special admission in your hands, Teacher Wang."
Once Yu Xian confirmed he could accompany Nora to the exam, he nodded in agreement immediately.
The two stepped down from the platform. Yu Xian asked for further details about the special admission exam. After getting a clear grasp of the situation, he looked at Wang Xingnuo and couldn't resist asking, "Teacher Wang, what exactly is... martial intent?"
"Martial intent is actually a deep-seated conviction, whether right or wrong. Just as all of us can look up and see the sun, some people see a giant fireball, some see hope, and some see life. Different people have different feelings and understandings of the sun. When these feelings and understandings grow increasingly profound, to the point of touching the soul, that is roughly what we call martial intent." Wang Xingnuo had clearly been asked this by students many times. She smiled faintly and gave Yu Xian the answer she had given countless times before.
Hearing Wang Xingnuo's explanation, Yu Xian nodded naturally. In reality... he didn't understand it at all.
Although he understood the literal meaning of her words, how one actually cultivated "martial intent" remained a total question mark.
Of course, everyone had their own path to walk.
Possessing martial intent was ultimately about having the ability to kill enemies above one's rank. Yu Xian's spatial ability possessed that same lethal potential to cross ranks, and his Pangu Herculean Divine Ability was even more absurdly overpowered than martial intent.
Because of the Forbidden Fruit, there were far too many supernatural abilities in this world.
Immortal cultivation flew alongside magic, vampires danced with zombies, and different systems offered distinct powers. Understanding these diverse abilities was itself a way to strengthen oneself.
Yu Xian had no intention of cultivating the martial path; he had only asked out of curiosity.
After all, strength was divided into hard power and soft power, and knowledge was a form of soft power.
Just then, Wang Xingnuo glanced at the wall clock and noticed half the class period had already passed. She hurriedly said, "Alright, remember to come fill out the application form tomorrow. Now, hurry back to class."
"Okay. Goodbye, Teacher!"
Yu Xian and Nora nodded, bidding Wang Xingnuo farewell.
Leaving the combat training building, the two were in no rush to return to the classroom. This period was study hall anyway, and going back would just mean reading books.
Yu Xian sat inside his bubble, subconsciously letting it drift very slowly, enjoying the morning breeze and sunshine, as well as the sweet, comforting scent beside him.
"Yu Xian, are you confident about the special admission exam?" Nora asked then.
Yu Xian nodded. "It shouldn't be much of an issue. Didn't Teacher Wang say so? The special admission exam simply tests a student's power. As long as your hard power meets the standard, nothing else matters."
With his current capabilities, he could hold his own even against a Dragon-rank opponent. Unless the panel of teachers from Yanjing Vocational and Technical College were completely blind, he was guaranteed a spot.
"Then have you thought about what profession you want to apply for?" Nora asked next.
Yanjing Vocational and Technical College—true to its name—was an institution where one could learn various supernatural vocational skills. There were professions such as martial artist, Daoist priest, fangshi, mage, wizard, alchemist, and more.
"I'm quite interested in fangshi and alchemist," Yu Xian answered. "I'll probably try both first, then specialize in one."
Both of these were auxiliary professions that relied heavily on equipment.
Fangshi excelled at pill concoction, artifact crafting, talisman drawing, and array laying, while alchemists were adept at manufacturing all sorts of magical equipment.
Most importantly, neither profession required cultivating any messy, convoluted techniques; they focused primarily on acquiring knowledge.
Yu Xian already possessed three skill trees. The potential of both the Pangu skill tree and the perfect creature skill tree was bottomless, and even the vampire skill tree held infinite potential after merging with the innate abilities of the other two.
Blood Energy was the best example.
After merging with the Pangu Spirit Orb Divine Ability, its spatial properties had become absurdly strong, far beyond what the vast majority of spatial ability users could ever hope to rival.
As long as he continued basking in the sun, he would inevitably unlock more and more skills, perhaps even synthesizing abilities more ridiculous than Spatial Blood Energy.
Mastering these existing powers alone would consume a massive amount of his time and energy, so there was no need whatsoever to saddle himself with extra burdens.
Fangshi and alchemist, on the other hand, were knowledge-based professions. Once he activated his Super Brain, they would serve as perfect pastimes outside of training his abilities.
Moreover, he could craft even more powerful bombs to give his enemies a little surprise in tandem with his spatial abilities.
"What about you? What profession do you want to choose?"
After answering, Yu Xian glanced at Nora and asked.
Nora was still pondering the fangshi and alchemist options. Hearing Yu Xian's question, she hesitated. "What do you think about me becoming a martial artist?"
"A martial artist severely tests one's reaction speed. If you can banish all distracting thoughts, it shouldn't be a problem," Yu Xian analyzed seriously for her.
Nora's biggest flaw was having too many stray thoughts. Given preparation, she actually performed quite well. Just like on the array platform earlier, her marksmanship was remarkably accurate, forcing Zhou Qingmei to divert a flying sword to block her bullets.
The trouble was that when an unexpected event occurred, her ability to respond without prior preparation plummeted drastically, turning her straight into a bewildered, silly goose.
Nora was well aware of her own shortcoming. Hearing Yu Xian's words, she visibly drooped like a crestfallen goose.
"Still, your current line of thinking is great," Yu Xian continued with a smile. "If you can't react in time, make up for it with equipment. Zhou Qingmei is considered quite strong in school, right? But didn't you win?"
In truth, he also relied on equipment to cover his defensive shortcomings. Without the Dragon Shield, he really wouldn't have been able to defeat Teacher Wang on the platform.
"Do you mean the Magic Shield Bracelet? But it's only Eagle-rank equipment. High-grade defensive gear is so hard to buy..." Nora bared her fair wrist to show the bracelet to Yu Xian, speaking with a touch of helplessness.
In fact, it wasn't just hard to buy; it was practically impossible.
Supernatural defensive gear above Eagle rank had always been in short supply. The major factions kept it for internal use and would never put it up for sale.
"Then you could consider double-majoring as an alchemist. You're actually very smart. If you can't buy it, just make it yourself. Raw materials can always be bought, right?" Yu Xian suggested after a moment's thought.
Nora's eyes instantly lit up. That was a great idea! If she couldn't buy better defensive gear, she would simply craft it herself.
"Then I'll choose martial artist and alchemist," she said happily, looking at Yu Xian.
Yu Xian smiled faintly. "Great. Let's work hard together."
"You two, get over here!"
Right then, the dean of students of the Superpower Academy stood on the third floor of the academic building, directing a death glare at the two strolling outside during class time.
Uh-oh!
Yu Xian's expression shifted. He swiftly seized Nora's shoulder, and in the next instant, red energy enveloped her entirely. Both vanished into thin air.
On the third floor, the dean of students watched them disappear before his very eyes. It took him a good moment to process it. The problem was, he hadn't actually seen their faces clearly.
Still, those uniforms...
Regular class, yet Transcendents—it shouldn't be hard to pin them down.
But a second later, his expression froze. Yu Xian's face flashed through his mind: someone from Qilin, someone he couldn't afford to provoke. Then Nora's face flashed by: Marcus's daughter, also someone he couldn't afford to provoke.
Forget it, forget it.
Better to let sleeping dogs lie. Time for tea—back to drinking tea!
Chapter 109