This is a cultivation game, but the operation is bad

Chapter 56: Second Uncle: Do you want to be a provincial three-good student?
One minute later.

Jiang Liu retracted the Three Spirit Sword Formation, and the entire corridor was in ruins.

The windows of a long corridor were all shattered, with glass shards falling to the ground. There were dozens of sword marks on the walls, and blood was flowing from the sword marks.

More than a dozen monks were lying on the ground, their clothes were torn and in disarray, their bodies were covered with sword wounds, blood was flowing all over the ground, and they were wailing.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, and just looking at the tragic scene in this corridor was as terrifying as a picture scroll from hell.

A cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training caused serious injuries to more than a dozen people with just one move. This is the terrifying thing about cultivators.

For some reason, perhaps because he had killed Lingyun Sect's outer sect elders hundreds of times in the plot levels, Jiang Liu did not feel too nauseous when he smelled the blood in the air and saw the bloody picture in front of him. He even felt a little excited.

Fighting with NPCs in the game is completely different from fighting with real people in reality. He feels his male hormones are beating.

"No one should die, right?"

Jiang Liu walked over muttering to himself, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he found that no one was killed by the Three Spirit Sword Formation.

He acted with some restraint, controlling the Three Spirit Sword Formation and not stabbing these people in the fatal spots. Although they looked extremely miserable, most of them only had holes pierced in their limbs.

The one who was least injured was Boss Fule. He relied on defensive magic weapons to withstand several waves of attacks from the Three Spirit Sword Formation. In the end, there were only a few sword marks on his body.

The injury was not serious, but it hurt. When had he ever been injured so badly?
"Dao, fellow Daoist."

Boss Fule collapsed on the ground, his face pale and bloodless, gasping for breath as he watched Jiang Liu approach. He looked at him with a pleading look on his face and said weakly, "Please call 120 for me, please."

Jiang Liu squatted beside Boss Fule, turning a deaf ear to his words and asking the question he was most curious about: "Where did you get the spirit stone condensation technique?"

"120."

The boss of Fule gasped for breath: "Call 120 for me and I'll tell you, huhuhuhu."

Jiang Liu: “.”

How dare you think that I am your good brother?
If he doesn't want to say it, then forget it. Anyway, he has a fixed way to obtain spirit stones, and he doesn't care much about the method of condensing spirit stones. He is just a little curious.

Since you don’t want to say it, there’s no need to say it.

Jiang Liu shook his head, a golden light condensed in his palm, and he slapped Boss Fule's dantian.

"what!"

Boss Fule was hit hard again. He couldn't help but scream and looked at Jiang Liu in horror: "What do you want to do!"

Ok?
Why am I still at the seventh level of Qi training?

Jiang Liu frowned and slapped forward with another palm of golden spiritual energy.

"what!"

Still not broken? His realm and spiritual roots are strong enough!

Another palm strike was thrown out.

"Ah! No, no, no! Let's talk it over. I have spirit stones!"

With the fourth palm strike, finally, the aura of Boss Fule suddenly collapsed, his energy and spirit instantly became weak, and he looked like a dead man who couldn't even speak. He could only stare at Jiang Liu with resentment. If looks could kill, he would have cut Jiang Liu into pieces.

His realm, his top-grade spiritual roots, are gone!

Why is this so!
"It feels so good to get rid of harm for the people!"

After seeing the painful expression on Boss Fule's face, Jiang Liu couldn't help but feel refreshed and his mind became clear.

I got rid of my grandfather's anger, helped the city get rid of a big disaster, and picked up more than 5,000 spirit stones for free. It was really nice.

But the question is what to do next?
Jiang Liu looked at the ruined corridor, then at the criminals bleeding on the ground. After thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone and called the principal.

He's done, so let Second Uncle finish the job. "Student Jiang?"

The principal's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Where have you been? I was looking for you this afternoon."

Find me?

Jiang Liu asked doubtfully, "What do you want from me?"

The principal said, "I've applied for a spot for you as a city's three-good student. Come back and fill out the form."

Jiang Liu: “.”

Jiang Liu said speechlessly: "We have all started to cultivate immortality, what's the use of this three-good student? Does it give extra points in the college entrance examination?"

"Of course it works!"

The principal explained, "Becoming a Three Good Student is an honor, a testament to the school's confidence in you. Accumulating more honors will be extremely helpful for your future civil service exams."

Who would take the civil service exam if they are cultivating immortality?
Jiang Liu was about to refuse, but then he heard the principal say, "Especially in this era of immortal cultivation, official departments are more popular than before. Ordinary cultivators have to apply to go back to their hometowns for the New Year. As the cultivator realm continues to improve, the country's restrictions on cultivators' behavior are increasing. Having an official identity will be much more convenient."

"Being the city's number three student is just the first step. As long as you work hard, I can apply for several more honors for you before you graduate."

Jiang Liu: “!!!!”

After hearing the principal's explanation, Jiang Liu suddenly realized, yes, how could he have forgotten about this.

I have never heard of a Jindan boss from one district showing off across districts. This must be due to restrictions at the national level. If there were no official restrictions on powerful cultivators, this society would have been in chaos long ago.

From this perspective, official identity is really useful. At least I don’t have to report to go home for the New Year.

"Thank you, principal."

Jiang Liu said gratefully, "I will work hard and continue to compete for honors for No. 3 Middle School!"

"Well, come back and fill out the application."

The principal replied with satisfaction.

go back
Being interrupted by the principal, he almost forgot what he was doing and said hurriedly, "Oh, principal, I have something I don't know how to deal with."

Afterwards, he told the principal everything about the darkness of the welfare institution and what he had done in the nursing home.

Then, there was a silence on the other end of the phone, mixed with heavy breathing.

"headmaster?"

Seeing that the Second Master didn't reply, Jiang Liu couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and asked cautiously: "Did I cause trouble for the school?"

"No."

The principal remained silent and said, "I'm looking for the application channel for the Provincial Three Good Students Award. You are truly a lucky star for this school!"

He never imagined that Jiang Liu could do such a big thing quietly.

They directly overturned the Fule Institution, which had more than a dozen nursing homes and orphanages in the city, obtained evidence, and arrested the Fule owner himself.

Report it! It must be reported!
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No. 3 Middle School is going to be famous!

The principal suppressed his inner excitement and said to Jiang Liu, "There's a graduate of our school who works in the department that handles this kind of incident. I'll contact him. Please wait a moment."

"By the way, when your senior arrives, hand everything over to him. Don't worry about the rest. Just go back to school. Even if there are any troubles later, they won't be traced back to you."

Jiang Liu hung up the phone, with the Second Uncle's instructions echoing in his ears. He couldn't help but sigh that it was easier to get things done with someone supporting him from behind. He could just let go of such a big fuss and then he could do it. The Second Uncle was awesome!
Doesn’t the second uncle just want No. 3 Middle School to surpass No. 1 and No. 2 Middle Schools?

Leave it to me!

(End of this chapter)