The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in with Sakura Dormitory

True spirit is a mark condensed by countless gods and immortals of the world after reaching the highest realm. It is immortal and indestructible, and unlike the soul, it is a higher-level aggregate.

Once a true spirit is formed, even if the soul is annihilated and the physical body is erased, the true spirit will not die completely. One day, the true spirit will be revived from the river of fate.

Jiang Jing was able to condense his true spirit back then because he relied on his innate soul abilities and a great opportunity.

Of course, the so-called immortality is only relative.

After all, even if you can live for millions or tens of millions of years, you are still in danger of perishing when you encounter a stronger being. You should know that even the universe will one day collapse and end, let alone the beings born in the universe.

Just as Jiang Jing finished feeding the cat and was about to go back to tidy up his room, he saw that Ueiso Misaki had not gone back but had returned to his room, turned on the TV, and put in a DVD.

"You still want to play games?" Jiang Jing suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Because he spent the entire summer playing games with Misaki Kazusa every night, his days and nights were reversed, and he often didn't fall asleep until the morning. Now, all he wants to do is lie down quietly.

"Seeing how annoyed you are, I'll let you off the hook today. Help me take a look at the samples," said Misaki Kamiigusa, turning on the TV to play.

"A new work? Okay, but don't expect me to have any good suggestions." Jiang Jing sat on the bed, slumping his shoulders and speaking listlessly.

Next came a five-second reading time, and then Misaki's original animation appeared on the TV screen. There was no recording yet, so there was no sound or sound effects.

From Jiang Jing's current perspective, the animation is very smooth and dynamic, with grand and powerful scenes. It also incorporates 3D backgrounds, and the characters and backgrounds are depicted in detail, plus the storyboarding...

In the current social environment, this animation has reached a top-tier level, and you can't tell at all that it was completed by a single girl.

"As expected of an elite art student from Water High School."

Besides regular subjects like river views, the school also offers music and art departments, which are designed to educate only a dozen or so elite students. These departments attract gifted students from all over Japan, resulting in an incredibly low acceptance rate.

Misaki is one of them, a third-year art student, and one of the best among those geniuses.

Thud! Thud! Clang! Crackling! Cha-~-cha-la-la-la. "Your fate ends here!..."

Misaki Kamiigusa was giving a very enthusiastic voiceover for the anime, but the two were completely unrelated. Jiang Jing thought she just thought it was fun.

Shaking his head, Jiang Jing didn't continue reading. Instead, he leaned back on the bed, resting his head on the blanket, feeling lazy and unwilling to move.

Smelling the faint fragrance on the blanket, Jiang Jing's blank mind was filled with the three great questions of the universe: Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?

Over the years, Jiang Jing had become accustomed to a sense of urgency, always having firm goals and tasks to carry out. Now, after relaxing for a while, the mental exhaustion made him want to just lie on the ground and sleep until the end of time.

However, having grown accustomed to a busy and stressful life, Jiang Jing felt a sense of boredom and emptiness in his heart. This feeling was quite peculiar, as if his mind was split into two, existing in two dimensions.

After spacing out for what seemed like an eternity, Misaki's anime had finished playing. Taking the disc out of the player, she was somewhat dejected: "The parts that need to be remade are more than I imagined."

"Isn't this great? You're constantly surpassing your past self, always fighting and improving." Jiang Jing said casually, looking at the ceiling. "Although from the perspective of an ordinary person like me, what you made is already good enough."

"Huh? Junior, how could you say something like that?" Misaki Kamiigusa stood up in shock, then nervously approached Jiang Jing, striking a Ultraman attack pose and shouting.

"Tell me, what kind of monster are you, daring to impersonate my junior?"

"Waaah... Junior, I will definitely avenge you. Rest in peace..."

"Hehehehe... You actually found out. Since that's the case, I'll just have to kill you too." Jiang Jing continued to stare blankly at the ceiling, speaking in perfect unison.

"I said, you two are still playing around? Isn't that childish?" Just then, a beautifully dressed, sexy woman appeared at the door, looking at the two with annoyance.

The beautiful woman is the supervisor of Sakura-sou and also the art teacher at Suiko High School, Sengoku Chihiro.

"Uh... such heavy makeup, teacher, are you planning to go out and scare people?" Jiang Jing, who was lying on the bed and didn't want to move, turned his head to look at Qian Shi Qian Xun and blurted out his habitual complaint.

"What do kids know? How could they understand the charm of adults?" Chihiro ignored Jiang Jing's retort and even winked at him, almost shaking off her mascara.

"Heh..." Jiang Jing forced a stiff smile, his lips twitching slightly. At this moment, he was behaving much like the old Kanda Sorata, perfectly embracing his new identity.

The perceptive Misaki noticed something was amiss, which surprised Jiang Jing as well.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of anything; he was just prepared to gradually change his habits and the impression he gave others, so as to save himself some trouble.

He's not some arrogant overlord who thinks he's second to the heavens. Whether before or after entering the Nightmare Space, Jiang Jing's personality is actually quite easygoing.

Forced by fate, he had no choice but to raise the butcher's knife and plunge into darkness in order to survive. Now, with Kanda Sorata's personality, there is almost no difference.

"Alright, now it's time to start the remake." As if sensing that Sengoku Sensou had something to do, Ueiso Misaki also lost interest in playing and hurriedly ran upstairs with the disc.

Chihiro walked a few steps to the bedside, took out a photo from her bag, and handed it to Jiang Jing.

"What is this?" Jiang Jing sat up and took the photo.

The photo shows a fair-skinned little girl, about five or six years old, wearing a large straw hat, with long light yellow hair, and dressed in a pure white dress, sitting on a chair.

The little girl's face was expressionless, and she didn't smile at the camera. She had a broken, illusory, and empty aura about her, and her transparent eyes seemed to be looking at the river view through the lens.

Is this a picture of Mashiro when she was little? Is she going to ask me to pick her up? But in the anime, isn't picking someone up supposed to happen on the first day of school?

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Jing's eyes, but he quickly understood after a moment's thought. After all, the real world is not like an anime; even a slight change can alter the future.

Chihiro looked at Jiang Jing and said, "She's my cousin, and she'll be staying here starting today."

Jiang Jingdian nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Her name is Shiina Mashiro. I arranged to meet her at the station at six o'clock, so you should go pick her up now."

Jiang Jing thought to himself, "So that's what it is," and asked with a blank expression, "Uh... wait a minute, what does this have to do with me? Why aren't you going, Teacher?"

"Because I'm going to a social gathering later."

Chihiro's eyes lit up: "My friend said that person is a doctor! A doctor! That kind of person is very hard to catch."

Then, looking at Jiang Jing with an air of entitlement, she said, "Look, how can I leave such an important matter? For my teacher's lifelong happiness, do you think you should help me?"

"Besides, you seem to have a lot of free time, right? How can you lie in bed doing nothing? If you keep doing that, you'll develop a loser's mentality. Teacher, I'm trying to help you, you know?"

Based on Jiang Jing's usual personality, he should have started a verbal battle with Qian Shi Qian Xun at this point, making all sorts of excuses not to go out.

However, Jiang Jing was feeling bored at the moment, and the feeling of being immersed in the script seemed quite nice, so as Qian Shi Qian Xun was preparing to persuade him, he nodded and said, "Okay."

"Ha..." Jiang Jing's straightforward agreement made Qian Shi Qian Xun pause, feeling as if he had punched the air.

"For your sexual happiness, teacher, I'll take care of this for you." Jiang Jing shrugged. "But to be honest, teacher, your outfit... tsk tsk."

Jiang Jing shook his head, looking disgusted, which made Qian Shi Qian Xun say unhappily, "Is my outfit not good enough? It's very pretty and fashionable. It's just that you're a child and don't understand."

"I'm not talking about your clothes, teacher, but your makeup. Are you sure you really want to go on a blind date?" Jiang Jing shrugged, pointing at Qian Shi Qian Xun's face, which was covered with heavy makeup that completely obscured her beautiful charm.

Chihiro's eyes froze for a moment, then she snapped back to reality: "Tch, what do you know? Alright, I'll leave this to you." With that, Chihiro picked up her bag and strode out.

Watching Sengoku Chihiro's retreating figure, as if her thoughts had been read, Jiang Jing stretched and then prepared to set off as well.

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Chapter 3 Shiina Mashiro

It was already 5:30 when Jiang Jing set off. The shortest route from Sakura-sou to the station would take ten minutes, requiring a straight walk through a street called Red Brick Commercial Street.

In this world, when smartphones were just emerging, the red brick commercial street was lined with various shops from the 1980s, full of retro charm, and Kanda Sorata grew up on this street.

As soon as he stepped into the street, people from the shops on both sides kept greeting him, from fishmongers to vegetable vendors. After he crossed the long street, he was still holding a croquette given to him by an auntie.

While eating a croquette, Jiang Jing arrived at the station ahead of schedule.

The station is called Yidaqian Station, but it takes more than ten minutes to walk to Suiming University of the Arts after getting off the train. In addition, there is only one ticket gate at the station, and residents living on the opposite side have to cross the level crossing to get on the train.

Seeing that it was still early, Jiang Jing found a place to sit down outside the ticket gate, lazily leaning against the round iron railing and beginning to think about his current situation.

Jiang Jing looked listless, but he still kept an eye on his surroundings so as not to miss picking up the person, because he knew that the photos Qian Shi Qian Xun had given him were indeed fake.

Jiang Jing remained calm as he waited, and even though Shiina Mashiro was about to become his girlfriend according to the plot, he was not disturbed in the slightest.

After all, he is no longer himself. How could he be like an ordinary high school boy who gets excited at the sight of beautiful women? He has seen many stunningly beautiful and otherworldly fairies, light elf queens who are as perfect as if they were carefully sculpted by the Creator, saintesses from cultivation holy lands, goddesses, and so on.

"This body's qualities are average. Its physical strength is similar to that of an ordinary high school student. However, its mental strength is about three times stronger than that of an ordinary person due to the stimulation of the awakening of the true spirit."

“There is a thin layer of energy floating in the world, suggesting that there must be extraordinary power beneath the surface of this society. However, even if there is such power, it is probably not very strong because the cultivation environment is too poor.”

"However, the harsh cultivation environment also hindered my recovery of strength. I tried several immortal martial arts techniques before, and although I could cultivate the cultivation techniques, the effect was several times lower than expected."

"Even with the few Great Dao-level cultivation techniques I have, it would take about ten years to reach the peak of the extraordinary stage, let alone advance to the Immortal God level."

After waking up, Jiang Jing was sorting through his memories and was distracted by observing and studying his surroundings. He even chatted with Misaki Kamijigo while testing several powerful cultivation techniques he knew.

What's troubling him now is choosing which cultivation system to follow. Whether it's due to external circumstances or his own reasons, he's not used to the feeling of emptiness and powerlessness within his body.

Moreover, Japan's modern peaceful society appears very safe, but many people die each year in earthquakes, tsunamis, and car accidents, not to mention the unknown forces hidden beneath the surface of society.

Jiang Jing didn't want to be hit by a drunk driver or encounter a ghost that day, causing him to panic. Otherwise, wouldn't that be a laughing stock?

So he's already thinking about how to quickly cultivate the ability to protect himself in the event of accidents or extraordinary incidents.

"This environment isn't suitable for meditating and cultivating magical elements... It seems I'll have to stick to my old ways." After pondering for a while, Jiang Jing decided to take the path he knew best and use his bloodline power to transcend the mortal realm.

Jiang Jing, who had once reached the pinnacle with the power of bloodline, had long since grasped the fundamental secrets of bloodline power and could conjure up all kinds of bloodlines he knew out of thin air.

"As for bloodline power, let me think about which bloodline suits my current situation, allowing me to quickly gain powerful strength without affecting my future potential, regardless of the different external environment and world rules."

"Witch Clan bloodline! No, the concentration of spiritual energy in this world is insufficient to condense even the lowest level of Witch Clan bloodline imprint, and there is no innate evil energy to absorb to quickly improve strength."

Next, Jiang Jing rejected many other Heavenly Dao-level bloodlines and pondered, "What about the Star Titan? After fusion, its body absorbs the power of endless stars in the universe to increase its strength. The young Star Titan is already ten thousand feet tall and possesses the power of an ordinary god."

“However, to condense the Star Titan bloodline imprint, a piece of Star Refined Gold is needed to draw upon the power of the stars, and the degree of fusion with human bloodlines is low.” Jiang Jing frowned and rejected the plan.

“Speaking of absorbing the power of stars…” Jiang Jing smiled as he looked at the sparse crowd at the station.

"I remember that Superman's Kryptonian bloodline characteristic is that his body can evolve infinitely, and ordinary Kryptonians are no different from ordinary people before absorbing the power of the Yellow Sun, so the requirements for condensing the bloodline imprint are not high."

"In addition, since Kryptonians' genes are more than 90% similar to humans, the speed at which the bloodline transforms from the ethereal to the tangible when the mark is condensed and integrated into the body should also be very fast."

The Kryptonian bloodline is a magical bloodline with an upper limit so high that it can create a golden superhuman with the power of the multiverse and a superhuman mind, and a lower limit so low that it is similar to that of an ordinary person.

When he was almost at the peak of his power, he descended upon the DC Universe and encountered a Golden Superman who had been staying in a supergiant star for an unknown period of time.

That Golden Superman was so powerful that he could shatter a galaxy with a single punch, freeze time with a thought, and extinguish supergiant stars. Even when Jiang Jing unleashed his hidden strength, he could only fight him to a draw.

In the end, Jiang Jing paid a heavy price to make a deal with that Golden Superman in order to obtain the other party's blood essence for research.

With this in mind, Jiang Jing decided to condense the Superman bloodline mark as a means to improve his strength in the early stages. It just so happened that his true body had once fused with the essence of Golden Superman's blood, so he was no stranger to the Superman bloodline.

As for Superman's early-game weaknesses of being vulnerable to kryptonite and having low magic defense, Jiang Jing has many ways to address them.

Just as Jiang Jing made his decision, a tram pulled into the station. Because it was the Spring Festival holiday, there weren't many people getting on and off, and people got off the tram in twos and threes.

While searching for someone, Jiang Jing saw a familiar face. The person also saw Jiang Jing sitting outside the station and walked over with a look of surprise on their face.

What are you doing here? Waiting for me?

As he spoke, Mitaka Jin laughed, but before Jiang Jing could even begin, he shook his head in self-doubt, saying, "No, how could that be?"

Jin Mitaka lives in room 103 of Sakura-sou. He is a senior high school student in the general course at Sui-gao High School and is a well-known "stay-at-home king" at the school. He spends six days a week staying at the homes of several women he is involved with.