Chapter 128: Lingyun Academy's Killer Move

Song Qingfeng had been playing Counter-Strike recently and had discovered a pattern within it.

That was, after playing Counter-Strike for a period of time, his mind would enter a state of high concentration, and during this time, whether practicing internal cultivation or martial arts techniques, his efficiency would be vastly increased.

Coupled with the auxiliary herbs he had specially prepared for his cultivation these past few days, the results would absolutely be doubled with half the effort!

For An Huwei and the others, the weapons in Counter-Strike were worth becoming familiar with and studying, and tempering their mental strength also had some benefit, but for Song Qingfeng and his group, this temporary mental focus was the greatest advantage.

"Let's go, let's go! Back to the academy to cultivate properly, and strive to break through to the Martial Master Realm as soon as possible!"

Just as Song Qingfeng and the others were heading back to the academy, they suddenly received a message on their communication jades.

"Best to stay in the academy tomorrow?" Song Qingfeng looked at the message with doubt; it had been sent by Lanyan.

Not only Song Qingfeng, but Lin Shao and Xu Luo also received the message.

"Best to stay in the academy tomorrow?" The three looked at each other, "What does this mean?"

"She even asked us to forward it to Fatty Wang?"

"Is she seeing that this young master has been working too hard lately and fears being outperformed?" Xu Luo said, "So she's deliberately trying to intimidate us?"

"Stop joking." Song Qingfeng rolled his eyes at him, sinking into deep thought, "She actually reminded me of something. Think about it, does Old Ghost Qin seem like the type to let things slide easily?"

"Could Old Ghost Qin be planning some move? Did she get word of it?" Lin Shao asked.

"If that's truly the case..." Song Qingfeng frowned, "Anyway, send a message to Wang Tai. I remember that guy has a rather terrible communication jade?"

"Alright then..." Lin Shao nodded, "Tomorrow we'll stay and cultivate in the academy, to see whether Old Ghost Qin is trying to pull something, or if the two of them are playing tricks on us."

...

Meanwhile, Fang Qi was alone in the internet cafe, locking the door to play Diablo by himself, leveling up and farming gear until the early morning hours.

Leveling up skills in Diablo was not slow; one only needed to level up, allocate skill points, or obtain gear that boosted skill levels to stack them high.

However, with the game training room available, Fang Qi still had half of his cultivation time remaining. He planned to match his existing skills, mastering some useful ones that could complement the Sword Control Technique, making it convenient to learn in the training room when the time came.

By doing so, he would create a new trump card to use without relying on complete synchronization.

As for completely synchronizing with Li Xiaoyao, until the task for the Dustless Sword appeared, it was still a bit too far away. He only needed to achieve the other condition for completely synchronizing with Li Xiaoyao—a synchronization rate of over 20%.

As for learning the Heavenly Sword technique, there was absolutely no need to waste time on it. In the game, the Heavenly Sword was the advanced skill of the Myriad Sword Technique, but in reality, both served as large-scale, high-damage sword arts, making their roles highly redundant. In terms of power, the Myriad Sword Technique was slightly inferior but more agile, while the Heavenly Sword was stronger but far more difficult to learn and master.

Fang Qi naturally understood the principle that biting off more than one can chew is unwise, so at this stage, he only needed to practice the Myriad Sword Technique well.

And as for what could complement the Myriad Sword Technique...

Fang Qi decisively teleported in front of Akara in Act I, reset his points, and then heavily invested into Holy Shock and its related skills.

The function of this skill was to imbue his weapon with lightning damage on every strike through the energy within his body, and the consumption was almost negligible.

Theoretically, the higher the attack frequency, the more terrifying the damage.

Fang Qi thought about the attack frequency of the Myriad Sword Technique...

He stroked his chin: "It should be feasible..."

Most importantly, whether for melee or ranged attacks, as long as it was an attack unleashed by himself, this skill provided an identical bonus.

Other skills were either useless for melee or unsuitable for the Sword Control Technique, making them appear lacking in synergy.

In truth, there were many powerful skills in Diablo. To enter Hell and defeat Diablo with any of the seven classes, what one learned would naturally not be poor. It was just that cultivators and martial artists in this world would consider the Sword Control Technique first, and only then look at other options.

After allocating the skills, Fang Qi glanced at them and stepped up his time to level up. Within the next two days, he should be able to complete the quest for flying on a sword.

...

A considerable amount of time had passed, and the first batch of the official Diablo novels was finally ready.

On a street not too far from the Dongguan Book Forest, the lingering glow of the setting sun fell upon the clean and orderly little street, where pedestrians were sparse.

"Zixin, thank you for your help today." By the roadside stood a small bookstore decorated rather simply, though the interior was quite elegant. Shen Qingqing stood before the shop, tucking her wind-blown hair behind her ear. She looked a bit tired; having just finished classes today, the two of them had rushed over here to organize these books immediately.

"What's there to thank?" Xu Zixin waved her hand carelessly, "This young lady came to read. If it's not well-written, I'll hold you solely responsible!"

"Rest assured!"

The world was just like this: literature was for the poor, while martial arts were for the wealthy. If one possessed both martial and literary talent, it was well and good, but if one was purely a scholar... even with an official position, if their descendants could not produce martial artists or cultivators, their prosperity would last at most one generation, and their status would generally not be too high.

Furthermore, if a civil official was dismissed due to a crime, regardless of the severity of the offense or the reason, their descendants would face a ban from entering officialdom.

The owner of this shop was a quiet and refined woman. She was clearly in such a situation; after her family fortune declined, she could only rely on a small bookstore to make a living.

She held a rather exquisitely crafted scroll in her hands, sitting upright on a wooden chair. At this moment, she had already turned to the final page, yet she still seemed to want more: "Is there no more?"

"Zhiwei, how is it?" Shen Qingqing asked, "Is this biographical novel acceptable to your taste?"

"More than acceptable!" Yu Zhiwei exclaimed in admiration, "How on earth did this person think of this, to actually imagine such a wondrous and novel world! If we speak in terms of the sects and factions you martial artists mention, this has simply created an entirely new genre!"

Yu Zhiwei found it a bit strange, then smiled bitterly: "A biographical novel like this should logically be given preferential treatment if placed in a large bookstore like the Dongguan Book Forest. With them helping you promote it, sales would open up much faster. Why did you bother putting it in my place, Qingqing..."

Shen Qingqing had no choice but to recount her encounter: "The shopkeeper of the Dongguan Book Forest has been promoting 'The Martial Immortal' lately, so..."

Before she could even finish her sentence, Shen Qingqing suddenly noticed her communication jade lighting up, as if someone had sent her a message.

Shen Qingqing pulled out her communication jade, and her expression suddenly turned rather strange.

"What's wrong, Qingqing?" The two looked at Shen Qingqing with curiosity.

"Academy instructors are checking the dormitories, return quickly?"

"Checking dormitories?!" Shen Qingqing and Xu Zixin looked at each other in dismay.

At the same time, at the Lingyun Academy.

"Will doing this really work?" Behind Qin Bing, the burly instructor asked in a deep voice.

Qin Bing narrowed his eyes slightly: "This old man has already investigated. The disciples who go to the Origin Internet Cafe mostly like to venture out near nightfall, as it is easier to avoid eyes and ears. Yesterday at this exact time, a large group of people went missing from the academy!"

The disciples of Lingyun Academy were already diligent in their cultivation. Aside from those out for training, not many usually left the academy, so a large group disappearing all at once was extremely obvious!

"This is the easiest time to catch them all in one net!" Qin Bing looked at the time, "It's past seven o'clock, almost time. Check! Check them for me! For those not in the academy, question them clearly on where they went. If they can't answer, as for where they went, this old man doesn't need to say more, right?"

Qin Bing snorted coldly: "No matter what expert backs that shop, this old man doesn't believe he would dare interfere with the internal affairs of our Lingyun Academy!"

"Elder Qin is brilliant! This time we will definitely teach these ignorant disciples a harsh lesson!"

Still in the internet cafe, Xi Qi touched her communication jade: "Brother, the academy is checking the dorms, hurry back!"

Not just Xi Qi, but a large number of players in the internet cafe received messages at this moment: "Academy instructors are checking the dormitories, return quickly!"

"Good heavens!"

"Could they be checking for those playing games?!"

"How could it happen right at this time?!"

"Quick! Quick, back to the academy!" Within the internet cafe, a vast expanse of faces turned dark instantly!