Damn, I turned into a monster

Chapter 267 265 is about to break through
Wang Wu wasn't arrogant enough to be that arrogant. After all, no matter how much face the teachers give you, they won't give you a good look if you don't give them face.

Wang Wu actually has a pretty good reputation among most teachers because he is always very sensible.

Take cultural classes, for example. Yes, cultivators also have to attend cultural classes, but most cultivators are not interested in these kinds of classes, so most choose to skip them or slack off during class.

If we look at it from the perspective of our hometown, the cultivators here are actually 'specialized students', because they basically only learn things related to cultivation. Although some advanced knowledge is involved, this knowledge is only for the purpose of better cultivation.

Understanding the origins of the universe, things like quantum mechanics, existence, and perception are just ordinary elective courses.

Of course, it is an elective course that must be taken.

However, back home is different from here. Here, those who spend all day researching the mysteries of the universe are the 'specialists,' while we are the ones properly mentoring students.

As for which of the two has more value or social status, there is no inherent order of importance.

In the world of cultivation, strength reigns supreme, and the same applies to the scientific research industry. Only the more powerful cultivators can obtain more research funding and have more time to research what they want to study.

Of course, there's also a more developed brain.

Cultivators discover a multitude of unknown things; cultivators lead technological revolutions; cultivators…

In short, if you don't have the ability, you definitely can't do scientific research.

Just like the teacher in this class, although he teaches an elective course, and a relatively basic one at that, such as quantum mechanics and some philosophy, his level of expertise is quite high.

He seems to be a half-step Immortal Emperor? He's only one step away from the Emperor realm.

Among the teachers Wang Wu has met so far, there are few who are stronger than him at this level.

After all, most cultivators don't need a Celestial Emperor-level expert as their teacher; a Star Lord, no, a Celestial Lord is already quite good. As for Celestial Emperors, that's a privilege only true prodigies like Wang Wu, those who have stood out from a group of prodigies, can enjoy.

As for others, I'm sorry, they don't have this experience and can't experience it.

A class lasts forty-eight hours. Although Wang Wu was often touched and provocative by his deskmate, he generally absorbed what the teacher was saying.

Of course, they only heard it and stored it in their minds. As for whether they would actually apply it, that's highly unlikely, and they also wouldn't think about or absorb what the teacher said.

Just like those huge MP4 or other format files quietly sitting in a corner of a computer's hard drive, sometimes they are MOV, but most of the time they just lie there quietly.

The quantity is enormous, but only a very small fraction of them are fortunate enough to be opened occasionally.

As for the others, they will just lie there until they are deleted due to insufficient space, making room for new knowledge.

However, after arriving here, Wang Wu was more of a photographer than a viewer, because he used to need to satisfy someone's special fetishes.

Of course, that's no longer necessary now, because the other party has directly participated in it.

"Master, how have you been lately?"

After class, back in his dormitory, he punched the annoying, sweet female nun from class in the lower abdomen, causing her face and body to spasm and twitch violently from the pain.

Then, amidst her agonizing screams and violent roars that were completely at odds with her appearance and voice, Wang Wu continued to beat her while chatting casually with Yin Shenli. "Don't fucking ask me," came Yin Shenli's impatient voice from the other end of the phone. "But what about you? How's your strength going?"

"I've made a lot of progress over the years, but how the hell are you still not breaking through to the first rank? How long are you going to stay at this level?"

"What are you doing? Are you playing house?"

"Uh, this." Wang Wu, who had been so aggressive and violent, suddenly lost his composure after hearing his master's words, and all his indomitable spirit vanished without a trace.

"No, Master, no, it's not that I have limited talent... Besides, I also need to learn the power body techniques here..."

"What the hell are you talking about? Do you think I don't know?" Yin Shenli interrupted Wang Wu without any politeness. "The cultivation method you practice was improved by that old bastard, the First Martial Arts Master. It's essentially the same as the one you used to practice. It's just that those stupid dogs can't see it."

"Also, turn on the video now, I want to watch it."

"Huh? What are you looking at?"

"What do you say?"

Yin Shenli had a very bad attitude towards Wang Wu; she had always been like that and was never polite with her words.

Of course, she also knew that Wang Wu's current talent could only allow her to cultivate at this speed, which had even exceeded her expectations.

As for going any faster, that would be too difficult for him.

As for participating in a real life-or-death battle, Yin Shenli has warned Wang Wu many times to just fight others in the training ground here. If she finds out that he has run away to fight to the death on his own, then he is doomed.

Of course, Tianwu severely reprimanded Yin Shenli for this behavior, feeling that it was a form of spoiling.

At this moment, Yin Shenli would become extremely angry, and as if in a stress reaction, she would lash out at Tianyi Wu, while also lashing out at Wang Wu, to prove that she was cold-blooded and ruthless and never had any 'pampering'.

Of course, everyone knows and understands this kind of thing, so no one takes it seriously.

As for Wang Wu, he is a very filial disciple and would only agree with this.

Elective courses last for 48 hours, with 24 hours of rest time.

Of course, Wang Wu only rested for four hours, and spent the remaining twenty hours cultivating diligently and exchanging feelings with his fellow disciples.

Time passed peacefully. Qiongyuan and Qionglan Sect were very peaceful places. Although true disasters often broke out, they were not difficult for these high-level cultivators to deal with.

It wasn't until fifteen years later.

Wang Wu's realm is still at the first rank, but his strength is still steadily increasing. Today, he has reached his true limit.

They are only one step away from breaking through to that realm.

(End of this chapter)