Then all my cultivation as an immortal has been for nothing?

Chapter 20 Approaching
Wang Yi, of course, had no idea that the demonic cultivators had already come knocking on his door.

He's now sprawled on the sofa in the gym's rest area like a lump of mud.

"You're really too weak." Old Shi—Instructor Shi—put his hands on his hips. "How did you even survive?"

"Of course, it's all about using cheat codes and a little bit of wit!" Wang Yi thought to himself.

Elsa: "Don't let his appearance fool you, his spiritual root has extremely strong resistance. On his first day as a cultivator, he faced a monster and experienced a highly stressful battle, yet he only suffered a little bit of contamination."

"In addition, he has a very strong mentality. He witnessed such a horrific massacre, but he didn't have any aftereffects."

Old Shi crossed his arms and said, "People with a strong affinity for the earth naturally have strong resistance, so it's not too strange."

Wang Yi propped himself up and asked Instructor Shi, "Do different spiritual roots have different characteristics?"

“Yes,” Instructor Shi and Elsa answered together.

Elsa: "Fire spirit roots are generally good at attacking. The same spell will be more powerful when used by someone with a high fire affinity. That's why cultivators with fire spirit roots used to be very sought after, and some were even the top enforcers of the Imperial Observatory."

Although Wang Yi was exhausted, his thinking speed was not slow: "It was true before, so it's not true now?"

“Yes, since the invention of gunpowder, the status of fire spirit root cultivators has been declining.” Elsa said, looking at the book “Introduction to Basic Cultivation Knowledge” in her hand and reading from it. “In modern times, in field missions with a danger level of C or below, cultivators generally use firearms and explosives to achieve the effects of the previous attack spells. Fire spirit root affinity has become the most useless affinity, and they will generally enter the Fire Engineering Department of the Bureau of Physics.”

Wang Yi: "Could you give me the book? I want to read it myself."

“No, how am I supposed to experience what it’s like to be a master?” Elsa said, taking a step back and moving the book away.

Instructor Shi: "Indeed, D-level squads rarely have fire elemental roots; metal, wood, water, and earth elements are all common. I am the earth elemental root of the squad, responsible for absorbing damage."

As Instructor Shi spoke, his expression turned somewhat disappointed: "Unfortunately, we only managed to withstand the invading demonic cultivators for a moment."

Wang Yi casually remarked, "It seems they're still relying on the new armor plates."

Instructor Shi scratched his head awkwardly: "Indeed... there is such a thing."

Wang Yi: "It seems like none of your Nightingale Squad members have water elemental roots? I haven't seen anyone use healing spells."

Instructor Shi: "We are composed of Earth, Wood, Wood and Metal elements. The Wood element is better at using aura-gazing and speed-up spells and supernatural abilities, making us more mobile."

Wang Yi: "Is Mu good at using Qi observation and acceleration?"

Elsa: "Yes, most people probably don't know that wind belongs to wood in the Five Elements."

Wang Yi wasn't too surprised: "I've played the games made by Xiao Rizi. In those games, wind belongs to wood and is restrained by metal. It's quite enjoyable to use metal-element magic to fight wind-attribute monsters like the Kamaitachi."

"They've done a good job with cognitive interference," Old Shi said, arms crossed. "They betrayed us and joined the demonic cultivators during the last great battle."

Wang Yi was shocked: "What do you mean? The world war was started by the demonic cultivators in preparation for destroying the Nine Cauldrons?"

"What else?" Elsa retorted.

Instructor Shi: "That's not accurate. Demonic cultivators are the main force, but there are also some people in the righteous path who believe that the Nine Cauldrons have shackled the development of cultivation, so they have rebelled. They are not demonic cultivators. Even though they have been completely expelled from the human path, many of them have not fallen into depravity."

“When our Nightingale Squad was on a reconnaissance mission in the Animal Realm, we encountered many people who had been exiled in the last great war. They had organized some communities in the Animal Realm, and the Imperial Observatory seemed to know about it, but they turned a blind eye as long as they did not return to the Human Realm.”

Wang Yi looked at Elsa: "Why didn't you tell me these things?"

"Huh? I thought you'd find this annoying, since young people don't like listening to old people lecturing." Elsa shrugged.

Damn it, you're clearly not interested in these things and too lazy to check them out on the spot!

Elsa squinted at Wang Yi: "Hey, you wouldn't happen to be one of those weirdos who's interested in these things, would you? The kind who goes on dates with girls and talks about history for four hours straight?"

Wang Yi glanced away.

Elsa leaned closer to him: "Hmm?"

Wang Yi changed the subject: "So, in the Nightingale Squad, the sniper and—and Skinny Monkey—have a wood affinity?"

"Yes, the last one has a higher affinity for gold, so using a spirit-locking array will be more effective."

Wang Yi: "What attribute does that demonic cultivator have? Is it because he's also metal, making it easier for him to target Skinny Monkey?"

Old Shi: "Actually, affinity only affects the effect of spells more, not as strong a restraining relationship as you imagine. Earth clearly restrains water, but I will still be easily manipulated in a spell battle with someone who has high affinity with water, after all, I am not good at spells."

I see. You can think of spiritual affinity as a kind of buff. People with high affinity will have better results when using specific spells, techniques, and supernatural powers.

But whether the actual fighting goes on depends on the actual execution.

"Wait a minute." Wang Yi suddenly noticed something. "You mean tactical warfare?"

Elsa: "Yes, to prevent everyone from becoming too reliant on modern weapons, the company regularly holds spell battles. After each battle, the company provides free replenishment to restore your depleted energy. If you rank highly in the spell battles, you'll receive a points reward."

Points rewards!

Wang Yi took out his phone and glanced at the class schedule. He would have a basic magic class tomorrow afternoon!
He couldn't help but ask Elsa, "What will the basics of magic teach me tomorrow?"

“A newbie like you should only be able to teach the most basic telekinesis,” replied Instructor Shi, “things like making a goose feather float with your mind.”

Goose feathers?

Elsa: "You'll probably be struggling with the feather for months. Let me warn you, once you've successfully floated up the feather, don't start eyeing girls' skirts on the street. The Court of Judgments is watching."

Huh? Someone was actually killed by a powerful figure from the Judgment Division for using telekinesis to levitate a girl's skirt on the street?
At this moment, Instructor Shi said, "Have you rested enough? Here, drink the supplements I redeemed with points and keep training!"

As he spoke, he threw a soda can at me.

Wang Yi glanced at the words on the can: Spiritual Qi Sparkling Water, let your immortal journey pulse.

Do you think Pulse knows about this advertising slogan? Or are you implying that this is a Pulse product? Your product line is quite extensive.

Wang Yi complained as he opened the soda can.

The instructor treated us to a meal using points, so we can't let it go to waste. Let me try it and see how it's different from regular sparkling water!
Thinking this, Wang Yi gulped it down, and then he regretted it.

He was only let go by Instructor Shi after two hours of training when his skeletal muscles were almost dissolving.

Elsa just laughed on the sidelines, without stopping at all.

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After the basic physical training class, on the way to the cafeteria, Elsa asked, "Should we borrow the shooting range again tonight? Or rent some more bats for 10 points?"

Wang Yi shook his head: "No, I'm tired of it. Anyway, I can't hit it."

In fact, we have already gained benefits, so it seems that continuing to fight bats is not very meaningful at present.

In comparison, it's better to use the training machine to reach the first level as soon as possible, so you can enjoy double the energy and charge the battery faster.

After all, they didn't know when the demonic cultivators would return, so they needed to have a trump card up their sleeve.

Besides, practicing as soon as possible has other benefits; we have a basic spell class tomorrow. According to Elsa, all spells require qi, and even making a goose feather float consumes a tiny amount of qi.

After making this decision, Wang Yi said, "Let's use the Qi-circulation machine tonight. I need to observe the flow of Qi as soon as possible."

“These things can’t be rushed. But compared to firing blanks at the bats yesterday, at least using the teleportation machine yielded some results.” Elsa sighed. “Thinking about it, the 10 points I spent renting the bats yesterday were a complete waste.”

No way! That number is incredibly profitable with only ten points! Ten points get you a single supernatural power, and one that will greatly help me understand the world of cultivation—it's an absolute steal!
The two chatted as they entered the cafeteria, where they ran into Pang Jianming and his master.

"Are you going to borrow the training machine to continue tonight?" Pang Jianming actually overheard Wang Yi and Elsa's conversation outside. "Work hard, although no matter how hard you try, you can't catch up with me. With a spiritual root of 22, by the time you reach Foundation Establishment, I should already be..."

Wang Yi interrupted him: "You've already become a demonic cultivator. Have you noticed that your behavior is just like that of a minor villain in an online novel, suppressing the protagonist for no reason—So what if I have 22 spiritual roots? Did I offend you? Why do you come here every day to remind me?"

Elsa chimed in, "He's under a lot of pressure, and he's using this method to build confidence. I'm not just saying this, but as a senior HR staff member, I can access most of the new employees' evaluation reports. Pang Jianming, that's what's written on your psychological assessment."

Pang Jianming was speechless: "...Is that how it's written?"

His master stepped forward: "There is indeed such a report, but Sister Elsa, this is not something you should be telling my disciple. Jianming, your master has arranged some psychological counseling for you tonight. Let's go over after we finish eating."

Wang Yi teased, "Go quickly and strengthen your anchor point. Don't go astray and become a demonic cultivator, or it will be too late."

"Hmph." Pang Jianming turned and left.

Elsa glanced at Wang Yi sideways: "So you've learned to use the terms 'anchor point' and 'anomie' now."

"It's because my master taught me well," Wang Yi replied.

After saying goodbye to Pang Jianming, the master and apprentice had a meal and, as planned, set up a separate training room. Wang Yi sat on the training machine for four hours straight.

Wang Yicai returned to his apartment around 11 p.m.

While climbing the stairs, Elsa asked, "Do you feel lighter?"

Wang Yi checked himself: "No, I shouldn't feel lighter."

"After all, you've trained to the point of rhabdomyolysis, you should be able to move around a bit more easily, right?" Elsa, who had transformed into a large white cat, shook her head and said, "I'm a great demon and have never trained in physical fitness, so I don't know."

Just as Wang Yi was about to say something, he suddenly smelled a rotten odor.

“Wait a minute, can you smell it?” He stopped and called out to Elsa.

The big white cat stopped: "Smell it? I can't smell anything! As a wolf demon, I can't smell it, so you just can't!"

Wang Yi then realized that the stench was a hallucination caused by synesthesia. His brain had not yet fully adapted to the new senses, so it used other existing senses to receive information from the new senses.

For example, Wang Yi had always been able to "see" the Qi.

Now, Wang Yi "smelled" something unusual.

The moment he realized this, Wang Yi "saw" the source of the smell—an extremely faint black "mist" drifting in the air like a wisp of smoke, eventually entering Room 701.

Unlike yesterday, there was no sound of running water coming from room 701; instead, music could be faintly heard.

It seems to be Hakimi music, which is very popular recently.

Under Wang Yi's new sensory gaze, the wisp of black mist swayed with the music.

Wang Yi: "Master, if a demonic cultivator gets close to you, you can sense it, right?"

Elsa: "Not necessarily."

uncertain??

Big White Cat: "I'm not good at these things. I'm only good at smashing the heads of demonic cultivators."

You're so unreliable!

The big white cat said, "But remember, there are many people watching you right now, including the Judgment Division. They are very good at detecting demonic cultivators."

Wang Yi responded with an "Oh".

He stared at the door of 701 with his new senses, thinking: I don't think so.

(End of this chapter)