Chapter 145: Notifying Father, Mentor, and Old Friends, I Was Admitted to Canaan Martial Arts University

Chapter 145: Informing Father, Mentor, Old Friend—I Got into Canaan Star Martial University! (First Update, Begging for Monthly Tickets)

His life force index was only 35 points.

And that green-skinned kid, judging by the instantaneous burst of strength and speed, had a life force index of at least 50 points, possibly even higher.

This was pure, numerical domination.

Before absolute power, any technique seemed pale and feeble.

"I must raise my life force index as quickly as possible."

Qin Feng’s gaze turned resolute beyond measure.

And the fastest way to boost his life force index was undoubtedly to continue opening and filling the "Solar Pores" within his body.

He began to meticulously review the resources consumed when he opened his first acupoint.

"To open the first acupoint, I spent a full three months constructing the ‘acupoint shell prototype.’ During that time, to sustain the high-intensity mental energy expenditure, I used up three superior mental recovery potions awarded from Qiming No.1 High School. And in the final ‘energy induction’ phase, to ensure absolute success and quickly replenish the spiritual energy consumed in building the shell, I gulped down three high-grade spiritual energy potions in one go."

His brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Calculating this way, just opening the first ‘Solar Pore’ halfway consumed so many resources. To fully fill that first acupoint, the resources needed would at least double the current amount."

As the number of acupoints opened later increased, the subsequent difficulty would only multiply geometrically.

The resources required would inevitably be an astronomical figure.

And those "generous" rewards he brought from Qiming No.1 High School, in this Canaan Star Martial University—the empire’s highest martial academy—were nothing but a drop in the bucket, utterly insignificant.

An extremely realistic and severe problem now stood before him.

No money.

Or rather, no contribution points.

"Hammer."

Qin Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the trace of anxiety in his heart, and calmly issued a command to his intelligent assistant.

"Based on my current physical condition and cultivation progress, help me re-formulate an optimal long-term cultivation plan centered on enhancing my own strength. And attach the detailed prices of all required resources in the ‘Imperial Trading House.’"

"Command received. Calculating and planning based on your life model..."

The computing power of an S-class intelligent assistant far exceeded human imagination.

In just a few dozen seconds, a meticulously detailed cultivation plan and a long, despair-inducing resource shopping list appeared before Qin Feng.

[Cultivation Plan]

[Core Objective: Increase hard power such as life force index and killing techniques in the shortest time possible.]

[Cultivation Module One: Acupoint Filling.]

[Recommended Resource: Special-grade Spiritual Energy Potion.]

[Details: This potion is mostly brewed from the essence of powerful alien corpses of level four or above, supplemented by dozens of rare spiritual energy plants, using a special formula. The spiritual energy it contains is not only surging but also gentle in nature, easily absorbed by martial artists. Its effect far surpasses ‘High-grade Spiritual Energy Potion,’ making it an essential consumable for daily cultivation and acupoint filling for martial artists above the fourth-level ‘Acupoint Opening Realm.’]

[Imperial Trading House Price: 10 Contribution Points / 1 Vial.]

[Cultivation Module Two: Mental Energy Nourishment.]

[Recommended Resource: Special-grade Mental Energy Recovery Potion.]

[Details: This potion is made primarily from the ‘spirit core’ of low-level demons from subspace, purified and refined. It can effectively alleviate mental fatigue caused by high-intensity meditation or the use of mental techniques, accelerating the recovery of mental energy. Long-term use also provides a slight permanent boost to the total amount and resilience of mental energy. Especially when your ‘Solar Contemplation Method’ breaks through to the ‘Minor Achievement’ realm or higher, this potion will become an indispensable aid.]

[Imperial Trading House Price: 10 Contribution Points / 1 Vial.]

[Cultivation Module Three: Physical Recovery and Strengthening.]

[Recommended Resource: Special-grade Deep Recovery Pack.]

[Details: This recovery agent is made from hundreds of precious spiritual energy herbs, refined into a paste, and sealed in bio-gel. When used, simply apply it to the skin; it penetrates through the skin to deeply relieve physical fatigue, repair micro-damage to muscle fibers and meridians caused by high-intensity training, and stabilize the martial foundation.]

[Imperial Trading House Price: 5 Contribution Points / 1 Pack.]

[Recommended Resource (Backup): Special-grade Combat Recovery Potion.]

[Details: This potion can rapidly restore a large amount of blood and stamina during battle. It is usually used as a life-saving measure when performing high-risk missions. Depending on the formula, it suits martial artists with different life force indices. The model Hammer recommends is suitable for martial artists with a life force index below 50 points.]

[Imperial Trading House Price: 10 Contribution Points / 1 Vial.]

[Cultivation Module Four: Killing Technique System Construction.]

[Current Analysis: You have cultivated ‘Thousand Army Spear’ and ‘Fierce Bird Fist’ to the ‘Mastery’ level, and created your own killing moves, initially forming your own combat style. However, your combat material library is too singular. The true power of the ‘Mastery’ level lies in embracing all rivers, turning thousands of different killing techniques into your own ‘materials,’ using them at will, combining them freely, and ultimately forming a constantly changing, unique, and perfect combat system.]

[Recommendation: Immediately begin learning and cultivating a large number of other first-level killing techniques to enrich your ‘material library.’]

[Based on your combat habits, Hammer has preliminarily selected the following five first-level killing techniques for priority purchase:]

[1. ‘Dragon Snake Spear’: Spear technique agile and cunning, like dragon and snake striking together, excelling at using skill to overcome force, tricky and deadly.]

[2. ‘Mountain-Breaking Fist’: Fist technique grand and forceful, each strike containing the power to shatter mountains and sever peaks.]

[3. ‘Phantom Trace Steps’: Top-tier body technique; when cultivated to depth, speed is astonishing, seeming to have smoke and shadows, confusing the enemy.]

[4. ‘Vajra Fist’: Grand and forceful, like a subduing demon vajra.]

[5. ‘Eagle Strike Claw’: Imitating the claw technique of ancient ferocious birds, fierce and venomous, targeting the enemy’s vital points and weaknesses.]

[Imperial Trading House Price: The above first-level killing techniques are standard manuals, uniform price: 50 Contribution Points / 1 Manual.]

[Cultivation Module Five: External Equipment Upgrade (Task-Oriented).]

[Analysis: To earn contribution points more efficiently, some high-reward off-campus tasks are options you must consider. To perform these tasks, suitable equipment is indispensable.]

[Recommended Purchases:]

[1. Level 4 Spiritual Energy Burst Gun: Imperial standard long-range high-power weapon. Uses high-compression spiritual energy as ammunition; each burst can cause fatal damage to unarmored targets with a life force index below 50 points. It is your best choice for certain elimination-type tasks.]

[Price: 50 Contribution Points / 1 Gun.]

[2. Level 4 Spiritual Energy Burst Gun Special Reactor: Core component providing energy for the spiritual energy burst gun, can slowly absorb free spiritual energy from the universe and convert it into ammunition.]

[Price: 10 Contribution Points / 1 Unit.]

[3. ‘Falcon-III Type’ Small Single-Person Aircraft: The empire’s latest model of civilian small aircraft. Possesses high-speed cruising capability and is equipped with a basic energy shield and stealth field. It is an essential means of transportation for performing tasks, traveling, or even escaping both on and off the planet.]

[Price: 100 Contribution Points per vessel.]

...

Gazing at this dizzying list, Qin Feng remained silent.

His fingertip slowly traced across the virtual screen, committing to memory those goods priced at dozens or even hundreds of contribution points.

After a long while, he let out a deep sigh, a hint of self-mocking smile curling on his lips.

He felt the weight of his poverty acutely.

Every single item listed here was something he needed.

The various premium potions required for cultivation were the foundation for sustaining and enhancing his strength efficiently.

The hundred-plus first-level killing techniques were the key to fully unleashing the potential of the "Mastery Realm."

Only when his "material library" truly swelled could his power achieve a real, explosive leap, like stepping on his own feet to soar.

Finally, the psionic bolt gun and the small aircraft were the "production tools" for efficiently earning contribution points.

To do a good job, one must first sharpen one's tools.

He had no doubt that if he had possessed a psionic bolt gun during the assessment, he could have easily soloed the swarm that had chased him into a frantic retreat.

"It seems... everything here is a must-buy."

"But right now, I don't even have a single contribution point."

Qin Feng leaned back on the sofa, letting out a bitter laugh.

No contribution points? Then earn them!

There are always more solutions than problems!

His eyes sharpened once more.

He immediately opened the private forum of Canaan Star Martial Arts University.

As expected, the forum was buzzing with activity.

Among the top tens of thousands of posts, several hot threads were about him.

"In-Depth Analysis! What Does the 'Embryonic Stage Star Beast' Level Flesh Potential Really Mean?"

"Monster-Level Physique! This Year's Freshman King Is Already a Foregone Conclusion!"

"Rational Discussion: Can Qin Feng's Strength Break into the Top Ten in the 'Canaan Freshman Cup'?"

Beneath these discussion threads were a flood of recruitment posts.

Some were recruiting teammates for missions;

Some were student war groups seeking new members;

A few wealthy seniors posted private commissions, though these were barter-based.

Qin Feng thought for a moment, then followed suit, editing and posting his own thread.

[Title: Looking for a Team.]

[Poster: Qin Feng]

[Personal Strength Overview:]

[Killing Techniques: "Thousand Army Spear" (Mastery), "Fierce Bird Fist Art" (Mastery)]

[Life Force Index: 35.0]

[Requirement: Seeking strong, well-coordinated teammates for high-reward missions. Interested parties, please DM.]

He didn't boast about his achievements, simply listing his core strengths.

He believed that for those truly in need of a powerful teammate, the word "Mastery" alone said it all.

After posting, the thread sank like a stone, quickly buried under countless new posts.

Qin Feng didn't mind.

He knew that at Canaan Star Martial Arts University, everyone had smart assistants.

If any team truly wanted to recruit a powerhouse of his caliber, his thread would naturally be filtered out by their assistants.

Having done this, he didn't wait for a windfall. Instead, he immediately had Hammer pull up the list of "Daily Missions."

Since he couldn't tackle the big ones, he'd start small, accumulating bit by bit.

A row of trivial tasks appeared before him.

[Daily Mission List:]

[Mission One: Clean Public Training Ground No. 7 at 'Tianshu Peak.']

[Requirements: Thoroughly remove residual energy traces and battle marks from the training ground.]

[Reward: Contribution Points x 1.]

[Mission Two: Instruct students of Class 3, Grade 2, Canaan Affiliated High School, in practicing the 'Intermediate Empire Body-Tempering Method.']

[Requirements: One-day session, ensuring every student masters correct force application techniques.]

[Reward: Contribution Points x 2.]

[Mission Three: Travel to the Arctic Ocean region of 'Canaan Star' to collect the specialty 'Spirit-Patterned Starfish Grass.']

[Requirements: Collect 100 plants. Requires diving to depths of over 3,000 meters.]

[Reward: Contribution Points x 3.]

[Mission Four: Deliver a batch of 'Flame Crystal Ore' for Mentor Gongshu from the 'Artifact Refining Department.']

[Requirements: Long journey, takes three days.]

[Reward: Contribution Points x 2.]

...

Seeing these tasks, with their pitifully low rewards and increasingly tedious demands, Qin Feng's mouth twitched involuntarily.

But he didn't hesitate.

Like a starving wolf, he snatched up all the daily missions he could currently take after filtering.

"Cleaning... tutoring... diving for seaweed... being a courier..."

Qin Feng calculated carefully.

After completing all these miscellaneous dozen or so tasks, he would earn a total of... 30 contribution points.

And completing them would take him at least nearly two months, maybe more.

Two months, 30 contribution points.

Compared to his long shopping list, this was a drop in the bucket.

But it was the starting point for his first earnings.

30 contribution points were enough for him to take the first step.

Before officially embarking on that journey of trivial and laborious "daily missions," Qin Feng dialed his father's number.

Beep… Beep…

After a brief ringtone, a familiar face, somewhat weathered yet brimming with vitality, appeared on the virtual screen.

It was none other than his father, Qin Dahai.

On the other side of the screen, Qin Dahai seemed to be sitting in a well-lit office, with a few familiar emblems visible in the background.

The moment he realized it was his son’s face on the screen, a brilliant, uncontainable smile instantly erupted across a countenance that had grown stern and unyielding over long years in the military.

"Ah Feng!"

"Dad."

Looking at his father’s familiar face and feeling that entirely undisguised affection, the slight unease and pressure Qin Feng had felt upon entering this new environment dissolved in an instant, vanishing without a trace.

He smiled, bypassing any excessive pleasantries to directly deliver the monumental good news he had long prepared to his father on the other end of the line.

"Dad, I made it. I’ve passed all the assessments, and I'm officially a student of the Canaan Starry Skies Martial Arts University."

The words were like a heavy bombshell exploding right beside Qin Dahai's ears.

The smile on his face grew even wider.

Slapping his thigh with a resounding crack, Qin Dahai stood up abruptly from his chair.

"Good! Good! Magnificent!"

He uttered the word "good" three times in a row.

"I… I’m going to tell your uncle right now! You wait right there! Let him share in this joy too! Our family has truly produced an extraordinary figure!"

Qin Dahai was so excited that his words became somewhat incoherent. Clutching the communicator, he paced back and forth across the office, that pure, heartfelt pride and joy nearly bursting through the screen.

Watching his father in such a state, a warm current rushed through Qin Feng’s heart as well.

He knew that all his hard work and every struggle were not just for his own martial path, but also to live up to the expectations of his family, like his father and uncle, who supported him without reservation.

The father and son chatted for a little while longer. Qin Dahai asked in great detail about Qin Feng’s living conditions at the Canaan Starry Skies Martial Arts University. Upon learning that the dormitory assigned by the school was as luxurious as a small satellite, he gasped repeatedly, marvelling at how the Empire truly spared no expense when it came to nurturing top-tier geniuses.

Finally, Qin Feng said, "Dad, the cultivation and missions here at school are tightly scheduled. I might not be able to come back for a long time. But don't worry, I will definitely return in three or four years at most."

Hearing this, Qin Dahai waved his hand dismissively, an incredibly broad and open smile appearing on his face.

"Silly boy, what are you telling your old man that for!"

He squared his chest, and the power belonging to a Tier 3 martial artist flashed and vanished in an instant.

"I am now a Tier 3 martial artist free of any latent old injuries! Calculated by the Empire's standard life cycle, I can live for at least another hundred years or more! You have plenty of time to come back and see this old man."

His smile was full of encouragement and trust.

"Son, just let loose and pursue your own path! Don't have any misgivings, and don't be bound by family matters like us! The higher you fly, the further you go, the happier I’ll be!"

"Alright!"

Qin Feng nodded heavily, a thousand words ultimately condensing into this single syllable.

He hung up the call.

Thereafter, he delayed no further, quickly sending a concise message to Qian Duoduo, Shi Potian, Tie Lin, Sun He… as well as Teacher Wu Shangfeng, Teacher Lin Yue, and Professor Gu Yue—those friends and mentors who had granted him immense help along his path of growth.

"I have been admitted to Canaan Starry Skies Martial Arts University. All is well, do not worry."

Having finished all this, he stood up, stretched lazily, and the bones across his entire body let out a series of crisp, crackling pops.

He glanced out the window at that deep, magnificent starry sky, leaving nothing in his eyes but the purest, soaring fighting spirit.

"Alright, time to… head to work."

He laughed mockingly at himself, then turned and walked out of his palace-like dormitory, plunging without hesitation into the tedious yet grounded daily missions.

No sooner said than done.

Qin Feng's execution was, as always, efficient and resolute.

…

Over the next few days, for this "Morning Star of Enlightenment" who had just displayed a "monstrous" disposition among the freshmen, the tone of life became somewhat… peculiar.

The first day.

Tianshu Peak, Public Cultivation Ground No. 7.

A high-intensity battle-regiment confrontation drill had just concluded here, leaving the entire cultivation ground in a complete shambles.

The ground was scored with deep ravines carved by swords and sabers, and the walls were still marred by the charred, mottled traces left behind by various energy attacks.

The air was thick with a pungent, violent, and chaotic aura, born from a mixture of multiple energies.

Qin Feng's figure appeared here.

He wore no power armor, nor did he hold a long spear; instead, he had changed into a simple gray jumpsuit, holding a specialized, energy-absorbing "psionic broom" in his hands.

He began to sweep the area, with utmost seriousness.

He carefully channeled his psionic energy into the broom, activating the runes upon it to draw in and neutralize the violent residual energy from the ground, strand by strand.

Then, using physical means, he swept away the debris and dust.

The process was dull and tedious.

Yet Qin Feng performed it meticulously.

He even treated this process as a brand-new form of cultivation for the micro-manipulation of his own power.

By the time he had swept the entire tens of thousands of square meters of the cultivation ground until it was spotless and gleaming like new, a crisp notification tone chimed from his personal terminal.

[Ding! Daily mission 'Clean the Cultivation Ground' completed.]

[Mission Reward: Contribution Points +1.]

The fifth day.

During a martial arts class for Class Three, Grade Two at the Canaan Attached Senior High School.

A group of adolescents in the midst of puberty, bursting with rebellion and vitality, were waiting for their substitute teacher with some impatience.

When Qin Feng walked into the classroom, everyone froze.

They had thought a highly respected teacher appointed by the school would arrive, but they never expected that the newcomer would be a young man who looked barely older than themselves.

An undisguised murmur of skepticism and doubt rippled through the classroom.

Qin Feng ignored them.

He merely walked calmly to the center of the podium, and then, before the eyes of all the students, began to demonstrate the "Intermediate Imperial Body Tempering Method."

His movements were precise to the absolute extreme.

His every exertion, his every breath, harmonized perfectly with the rhythm of the technique. An invisible aura emanated from his body, causing the rowdy classroom to fall instantly into a dead silence.

Those students who had previously worn expressions of disdain now stared with wide eyes and slightly parted mouths, as if witnessing something completely inconceivable.

For they discovered that the very same body tempering method, when executed by this young "substitute teacher," actually brought them a sense of beauty fraught with power and cadence… akin to admiring a peerless work of art!

A day later, when the class concluded, all the students of Class Three, Grade Two watched Qin Feng depart with gazes that bordered on fervent adoration.

And within Qin Feng's account, another 2 contribution points had been added.

Day fifteen.

Canaan Star, Arctic Ocean, three thousand meters beneath the deep sea.

Here, an absolute life-forbidden zone, shrouded in endless darkness and terrifying water pressure.

A tiny figure trudged with difficulty through this silent world.

It was Qin Feng.

His terrifying physique, comparable to a cosmic beast, played a crucial role at this moment.

The dreadful water pressure, enough to crush a small submarine into a pancake, only gave him a slight sense of heavy restraint.

Following the mission guidance, he searched carefully through the pitch-black submarine mountain range.

Finally, he found a patch of strange plants, emitting a faint blue light, swaying like seaweed.

Spirit-Pattern Starweed.

He began to collect them cautiously.

...

Two months passed in a flash, in such a fulfilling and busy rhythm.

When Qin Feng, dragging his weary body, returned to his palace-like dormitory in the "Star Gazing" area, a satisfied smile lingered on his face.

He opened his personal terminal and glanced at his account balance.

[Contribution Points: 30]

In these two months, all the daily missions within his ability range that he could take had been cleared.

The remaining ones either required higher strength that he couldn't yet achieve,

or were missions he had already completed, needing at least a year's refresh before he could take them again.

These hard-earned 30 contribution points were the entire "first pot of gold" he had earned through two months of arduous "work."

So, the question arose.

How should this "fortune" be used?

Should he buy a few first-level killing techniques to enrich his combat system?

Or save up and buy a psionic burst gun to improve his mission efficiency? Save for a small flying vehicle to solve his "transportation" problem?

All these choices were rejected in his mind.

For him at this moment, there was only one answer.

Strength!

Only one's own strength was the foundation of everything!

Especially at this stage, the most direct and effective way to boost his hard power—the Life Force Index!

Only when his Life Force Index was raised could he challenge higher-difficulty missions, venture into the unfathomable Canaan Tower, compete in the Canaan Newcomer Cup, advance to the disciple tier, and truly increase his efficiency in earning contribution points!

Qin Feng hesitated not a moment.

He immediately opened the interface of the "Imperial Exchange" and found the item he had long coveted.

[Superior Psionic Potion]

[Price: 10 Contribution Points / 1 Vial]

He glanced at his balance, a "whopping" 30 points, and then entered a number in the purchase quantity that made his heart ache.

"3".

[Ding!]

[You have successfully purchased 'Superior Psionic Potion' x 3, consuming 30 Contribution Points.]

[The item has been sent to your subspace network storage unit. Please check and receive.]

With the transaction complete, his account balance instantly dropped to zero.

With a thought, three vials of Superior Psionic Potion appeared in Qin Feng's hands.

The fruits of two months of hard labor had turned into three small vials of potion, radiating surging psionic fluctuations.

His account balance was once again 0 Contribution Points.

(End of chapter)