I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Upon closer inspection, the cultivators with white bandages wrapped around their bodies had youthful faces and clear eyes, much like they looked when they first entered the academy.

"Are these the freshmen this year? What are they doing at the fencing arena?"

"I think so. The color of the signs they use to pick up their meals is the same as the color of this year's freshmen."

"That's not right. The college entrance exam just ended. I remember these freshmen went to military training yesterday."

"I just saw quite a few people coming out of the fencing range."

"That can't be right, their military training is at the fencing field."

July is the time for the final exams of the second and third year students of Wanjue Academy. This year, one of the final exams for the third year students will be taken in the Trial Tower, while the final exams for the second year students will be taken in the Sword Arena.

The second-year students of Wanjue Academy had only just met the first-year students this year when many new students arrived at the cafeteria with bandages wrapped around their wrists.

Judging from his appearance, he definitely came from the fencing field.

Jiang He looked at the student at the opposite table and knew from the school badge on his body that he was a sophomore.

These second-year students only arrived at the sword arena this month, and their cultivation levels are all above the Golden Core stage.

After a month here, they have the most experience with the fencing arena.

"The head instructor for this year's military training is really ruthless. I heard that the instructor for the sword training major is Ma Qian. Last year, he put our class through a lot of training, and this year he just brought us to the sword training ground? He doesn't care about the lives of these students at all."

"Indeed, they didn't enter the secret realm many times before coming directly to the sword arena. Ma Qian's ruthless methods remain the same, focusing on being vicious."

"Haha, I feel like there's going to be some excitement these next few days. So many new students have come to the sword arena. They're young and fearless, and I feel like I'll be seeing some arrogant new students with broken arms and legs every few days."

"Who can argue with that? I was one of those arrogant people back then. I hope they can hold out a little longer. The sword arena isn't a place you can just walk into. It'll take at least ten days to recover."

Jiang He listened to the conversation between the two people at the opposite table and silently sorted out the information they were saying.

Jiang He knew how powerful the sword arena was, but the statement that it would take ten days or so to recover after one visit was somewhat unclear.

Zhong Liyu was still chewing on scallions, while Bai Zhizhou and Long Aotian, who had eaten wolf-tooth potatoes, ate mechanically with no appetite.

Li Ling, who was close to Jiang He, took a bite of scallion and immediately spat it out:

"No, the food at your cultivation academy is really awful. It's even worse than sour fruit. No wonder I rarely see people eating and drinking nutrient solutions. Even if you gave me this food for free, I wouldn't eat it."

Li Ling put down the plate, looking disgusted.

Jiang He agreed, threw away the remaining scallions on the plate, and then returned to her military training accommodation.

It was called a dwelling, but it was actually just a sheltered place built in the wild.

Ma Qian is a rough-around-the-edges guy. In his understanding, military training is not for enjoyment but for improving strength, just like every time he goes to the secret realm or the battlefield.

In secret realms and battlefields, there are no rooms or beds where you can sleep well anywhere, let alone a refined lifestyle.

He treated all the new students majoring in sword cultivation the same as everyone else in front of Ma Qian.

Having a large dormitory bed to sleep in is already a blessing; there are no better conditions available.

Since coming into this world, Jiang He has rarely had a good night's sleep. That day at home was a rare moment of leisure.

She sat under the metal shed, cultivating silently. Outside the planting space, Jiang He's cultivation speed was slower, so she silently ate some pills to speed up her cultivation.

There's no other way; even with abundant innate spiritual roots, one still needs the added benefits of acquired elixirs.

Sitting next to Jiang He, Li Ling stared blankly as Jiang He swallowed a pill every now and then.

In the past five hours, Jiang He swallowed nearly a dozen pills, as if they were free.

Li Ling then realized that Jiang He was very rich.

As night passed and the sun rose, Jiang He finally understood what those senior students meant by what they had said the day before.

Jiang He's body ached terribly from meditating, and the wounds on her hands were especially painful.

Not only her, but the cultivators around Jiang He were already wailing in pain.

Zhong Liyu rubbed her feet:

"Ouch, this hurts so much! It's killing me!"

"You can't even handle this little bit of pain? Look at you, so pathetic."

Li Ling spoke up sarcastically.

Just as she was about to move, she felt a sharp pain in her body, and the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

"I just looked it up, and it turns out this is a side effect of entering a gravitational field and then going to the sword arena."

Jiang He searched online for a long time before finding a relevant post. Gravity field can stimulate a cultivator's limits while compressing them, and within the sword arena, various sword intents, each one an ultimate killing move, can also stimulate the human body's potential when facing death.

This is equivalent to overdrawing one's energy in advance, and the aches and pains they experience today are all the aftereffects of overdrawing their potential over the past two days.

Zhong Liyu was so jealous she couldn't lift her hand:

"No wonder Ma Qian said we had two months to conquer the sword arena. Alas, it was a miscalculation. We shouldn't have gone down the mountain so far yesterday."

Jiang He and the others all earned points, but they were also under tremendous pressure.

Especially Jiang He, who was already weak, will need at least ten days to recover from this.

Seeing the students howling and crying in Dapeng, Ma Qian specially brought in a medical pod:

"Go inside, or you won't get better for the next ten days."

Ma Qian was clearly a common sight.

Exhausted, the monk grumbled as he lay down in the medical pod.

Jiang He also lay down inside. Thinking about the various healing techniques she had recorded on the stone tablet, she began to try them out on her own body.

Points are hard to come by, and she also has a wood spirit root, so she might as well take this opportunity to practice her healing techniques.

Jiang He explored the medical pod, and perhaps because she had a talent for treatment, her aches and pains were soon relieved.

Once the tension eased, Jiang He turned and entered the sword arena empty-handed.

Jiang He stepped into the sword arena again, not avoiding it, but facing the sword intent head-on.

Each time, Jiang He narrowly missed these sword moves.

Under the sharp sword moves, Jiang He kept memorizing their characteristics. When Jiang He finally mastered the sword intent he had first encountered, he found that he could easily dodge that sword move.

Apart from Jiang He, the other cultivators were all trying their best to dodge, and a few had already passed the first test and were moving towards the second test.

For example, Li Ling, Zhong Liyu, Ji Jia, and others.

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"General Qi, there are quite a few talented freshmen majoring in sword cultivation this year. For example, this Li Ling. I thought she was a demon cultivator and knew nothing about swordsmanship, but now she has passed the first test directly."

And this Zhong Liyu, according to his information he should be a sound cultivator, how come he's here as a sword cultivator? Although his swordsmanship isn't great, he still has some talent for sword cultivation."

Ma Qian showed no trace of his usual expressionless demeanor in front of Qi Xun; instead, he spoke eloquently.

"General Qi is a thing of the past. Now we're colleagues, just call me Qi Xun."

"Ugh, it makes me so angry. What are these people thinking? They haven't even assigned you a proper position yet..."

"Be careful what you say."

Upon hearing Qi Xun's words, Ma Qian immediately fell silent. After a moment, he handed the documents in his hand to Qi Xun.

"The current intensity of military training is completely unbearable for most students. Also, this year's student, Jiang He, I saw from her medical report that she is malnourished. I will instruct the cafeteria to prepare some nourishing medicinal plants for these students."

After Ma Qian finished speaking, he made a list of the students he thought should be given special attention.

Qi Xun glanced at some familiar names on the list, then casually picked up the electronic pen and added Jiang He's name:

"This is a promising talent."

"Jiang He? A month has passed, and she's still stuck on the first level. That's just average."

Ma Qian frowned. When he came down the mountain, he thought Jiang He had good talent, but when he arrived at the sword arena, while most of the students were moving from the first level to the second, Jiang He was still in the first level.

Qi Xun retrieved images of this year's students in the sword-fighting arena from his personal computer.

He quickly found Jiang He's video.

“Look, she’s here now. Actually, at this moment, she could have easily dodged all one hundred sword intents, but she didn’t choose to leave.”

Ma Qian listened to Qi Xun's words without understanding:

"They definitely dodged everything."

Qi Xun replayed the footage:

“Take a closer look at the sword moves she's using.”

"What's wrong with this sword move...?"

As soon as Ma Qian finished speaking, Jiang He twirled her sword, and the wood elemental energy on the sword rushed straight into the sword intent that was opposing her.

As their swords clashed, Ma Qian suddenly realized that the two sword intents were exactly the same.

Almost the same.

"She is..."

Ma Qian exclaimed excitedly.

Qi Xun nodded and smiled: "She is replicating the sword intent in the sword arena, and in the past month she has replicated about five sword moves, five different elements of sword moves."

Upon hearing this, Ma Qian's eyes widened. He remembered that when Qi Xun was still a student at Wanjue Academy, he first entered the sword arena and comprehended a lot of the sword intent of the wood element. Since that day, Qi Xun's sword cultivation talent has been fully revealed, and he has killed countless demons in the Black Nest with those sword moves.

It can be said that the Sword Arena is a valuable resource left by our ancestors during the Great Cataclysm era. Of the more than nine million sword intents, only about a thousand have been collected and actually used for teaching by the Wanjue Academy.

First, the sword moves that can be presented by sword intent are limited. If a cultivator who enters the sword arena wants to truly replicate sword intent, he can only fill in the gaps himself based on the sword moves that are displayed. And the relationship between each of these moves is special.

Many of the sword intents conquered by Wanjue Academy were supplemented by the Dean and Qi Xun.

Jiang He, on the other hand, completed all five sword techniques in just one month.

This is not ordinary or mediocre at all; it is clearly a gifted individual!

As Ma Qian watched Jiang He wielding his sword in the arena, he automatically bestowed upon Jiang He the aura of a genius.

Ma Qian returned to the military training site without stopping. He did not reveal his discovery, but quietly watched Jiang He's performance in the fencing arena.

We need to find time to order a batch of spiritual food from the cafeteria. Malnutrition won't do; we need to supplement our diet properly.

There are many sword intents in the sword arena. Jiang He has entered and exited the first level repeatedly.

Such high pressure naturally has its advantages.

Almost all the new students who entered the fencing arena had gone from being naive at the beginning to having a resolute look on their faces.

In particular, they discovered that after entering the sword arena for a month, their cultivation levels, which had not improved for a long time, began to rise steadily.

Most of the new students this year are in the Golden Core stage. Every bit of progress they make requires entering secret realms or using resources to advance. The most obvious benefit of entering the Sword Arena is that they advance in their cultivation level. Some advance one level, while others advance two levels.

Jiang He, who was mixed in with a group of cultivators, jumped from the mid-stage peak of Foundation Establishment to the late-stage peak of Foundation Establishment.

At first glance, it seems like she has only advanced one level, but the problem is that Jiang He not only has a seven-elemental root, but her cultivation speed is also extremely slow. Moreover, she did not receive any enhancement from the planting space during her time in the sword arena.

Jiang He was somewhat surprised by the speed at which her cultivation had increased, but among the new students advancing in their cultivation, hardly anyone paid attention to her level.

I guessed it might be because of the hundred sword intents in the first level of the sword arena. Compared to points, academy points are indeed very attractive, but points are for exchanging resources, and resources are for cultivation.

Jiang He, of course, chose to stay at the first checkpoint and not leave.

She even had a vague feeling that she was about to break through again.

From the late Foundation Establishment stage to the Golden Core stage.

It can be said that the levels below Golden Core and above Golden Core represent a watershed in cultivation.

Thinking of the crystal cores in the mustard seed pouch, Jiang He absorbed several A-grade crystal cores in one go without hesitation.

As for crystal cores below Grade A, Jiang He absorbed them without even blinking.

With the military training in progress for the remaining month, the second-year students had basically finished their final exams, and they watched the first-year students come and go.

Counting the days, today is the last day of military training.

Linghu Yan, who was speaking in the cafeteria that day, glanced at the sword arena:

"The intensity of this year's military training is really high. I feel that this year's freshmen are not as amazing as the forum says. It is said that there is not a single Nascent Soul stage student in the sword cultivation major this year. Even the only top scorer in the college entrance examination is only at the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Jiang He? The Wanjue Academy's forum is buzzing with rumors about her. I've even seen posts from other academies mocking our school."

"Sigh, the Foundation Establishment stage is a bit weak. I wonder if they'll select freshmen for this year's university competition."

"Probably not. This year's freshmen don't seem very strong either. Let alone them, even our year can't compete with the juniors and seniors who have experience in matches. They definitely can't."

"Right."

As they chatted and laughed, Linghu Yan suddenly sensed something was amiss. He looked towards the sword arena:

"Something's not right. Can you sense the change in the spiritual energy in the air?"

"What kind of spiritual energy change is this?"

"I can't say for sure, but I feel like the spiritual energy has decreased."

Linghu Yan frowned.

Ma Qian, who was observing the injuries of students in various parts of the sword arena, turned his gaze and saw Jiang He sitting cross-legged inside the sword arena.

His eyes widened again at that moment.

Jiang He's posture looks like she's advancing in a level, but this is the sword arena, so why is she advancing in the sword arena?

Advancing is one thing, but advancing to the Golden Core stage requires enduring a lightning tribulation, and the environment of the Sword Arena is simply not suitable for advancement.

Moreover, there are over a hundred sword intents within, and one could easily be injured if one is not careful.

Ma Qian was immediately terrified and rushed into the sword arena.