Chapter 75: Results

After Li Mochen entered the state of Heavenly Mind Illumination, he held the dragon vein in his hand and carefully sensed its internal condition.

In the Heavenly Mind state, he possessed powerful sensory abilities, capable of covering an area of twenty meters around him without any magical tools. Now the area had increased to twenty-two meters.

But his spiritual perception, though broad and fine enough to penetrate obstacles to a certain extent, could hardly penetrate the bodies of creatures like the dragon vein, which themselves contained a large amount of magical power. Basically, the stronger the target's magic, the weaker his perception.

This was because his mental意念 was disturbed by the other's spiritual power.

However, besides this, he also had the power of thunder from the North and South Poles, which he could use. By leveraging the power of lightning, he could examine others' physical conditions.

If his ability in this area increased in the future, he could further temper his body with lightning. When he was in the Primordial Dome Realm, he had once created a technique called 'Zhou Tian Xuan Ling Lei Qi Zhou', which used star power and lightning to refine the body, allowing his physical quality to surpass that of cultivators at the same level by at least four times.

But in this world, both Eastern and Western cultivation circles were adept at using lightning to temper the body. In America, someone had even invented specialized theories and instruments to help magic professionals strengthen their physiques.

Li Mochen decided to learn from their strengths and further improve his 'Zhou Tian Xuan Ling Lei Qi Zhou', possibly even using the power of tools.

But that was for later; it was still too early to talk about it now.

After twenty seconds, Li Mochen showed a satisfied expression and put down the Flame Dragon, which had been numbed by his electricity.

This little creature indeed showed signs of being 'stuffed', but the situation was still within controllable limits. However, he needed to make the young dragon vein exercise more. The fitness equipment in the apartment could be utilized; he couldn't let it become a fat dragon.

Next, Li Mochen ate the breakfast delivered by the apartment management, fed the Flame Dragon half a pound of meat, then put the creature into his hood and went to school with his sword bag.

The school was less than three hundred meters away, so Li Mochen didn't drive but walked directly.

Things developed somewhat unexpectedly; up to now, no police had come to find him. This left Li Mochen puzzled—could those thugs be kind enough to cover for him? Or had some other change occurred? Or had the Nathan Group already stepped in to suppress the matter?

Just as he arrived at the classroom full of doubts, William Yark was already inside reviewing his lessons. The guy had arrived at school two hours early; it seemed he was truly turning over a new leaf, wanting to make a name in cold weapon combat, so he had gone to the gym at five in the morning to meditate and exercise.

"You've moved? Unicorn Apartments, right? Two full floors, and a Lotus 350 sports car? Wow, that's a car worth 140,000 gold shields."

William Yark was not at all surprised; he just felt that this friend was becoming more and more unreliable, talking nonsense, unsure if he was joking or delusional.

"I'll visit your apartment, and you can lend me your car for a spin. But I'm busy lately; that Inez guy made me a training plan that requires seven hours of practice daily. I also have to keep my grades from dropping. I get up at 4:30 every morning and don't sleep until 10 p.m., exhausted like a dog. Damn! For the few potions that lady promised, I'm practically killing myself."

Li Mochen could only shrug in response. He was quite relieved to see William in this state, and it even made him feel some goodwill toward Louise Lyndon. Although the lady's fundamental goal was to revive Lyndon Academy's reputation in magic cultivation, it was not easy for her to make such a great effort to cultivate William.

He knew the common practice of school combat clubs was to poach students from other schools. If one wanted quick results, this was the least risky and most feasible method.

"She's doing this for your own good."

Li Mochen pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, "If you have time, come to my apartment. The Nathan Group gave me many potions. Some I can't use, I can give to you."

He also decided to use the Nathan Sports Group as a pretext to give William a few bottles of the potions he had refined himself.

But before that, he needed to conduct a detailed physical examination of William Yark and tailor a plan for him.

In this world, magic potions, like the elixirs of the Primordial Dome Realm, could not be taken casually. They had to be used according to one's physical condition, otherwise the effect would be counterproductive. Especially those he refined himself, which had more impurities, required even more caution.

He was willing to contribute to William's future, but if good intentions led to bad outcomes, that was not what he wanted.

However, the school environment was obviously not suitable for him to examine William's internal condition.

"Extra potions? Are you serious?"

William Yark looked at Li Mochen speechlessly. "Come on, Amo, I know you're loyal. But you need magic potions more than I do, right? I appreciate it, you're my buddy!"

Without waiting for Li Mochen's explanation, he turned and went back to his seat, leaving the latter completely helpless.

Continuing to explain would seem beneath the dignity and style of a Immortal King, but if he didn't clarify, he could only watch this friend of the original owner continue to struggle in magic cultivation.

Li Mochen agonized for a while but ultimately decided to let things take their course. At that moment, a teacher walked into the classroom carrying a large stack of test papers.

Tuesday morning had consecutive unit tests in math and physics. As expected, Li Mochen got two A's after the tests.

This made some classmates look at him sideways, because today's test questions were quite difficult. Only two students in the class scored A's. And Li Mochen, who had spent a lot of energy on part-time work and missed classes continuously, was witnessed by everyone. Yet the result was surprising: in the elite B class, it was the least diligent Li Mochen who dominated.

It was worth mentioning that their grade advisor, Richard, had stayed outside the classroom almost the entire time, staring at Li Mochen with wolf-like eyes, as if he wanted to devour him.

Only after the test results came out did he smile with relief and stop paying attention to Li Mochen.

However, this also attracted several glances of jealousy and resentment toward Li Mochen.

Li Mochen roughly knew the reason but didn't care at all.

The school's full scholarship slots were limited; if he took one, others would have one less opportunity.

Moreover, Lyndon Academy had deep cooperation with major schools on the East Coast, with recommendation slots for Harvard, University of Pennsylvania, and Yale.

But these slots were also limited, only six in total for the entire grade. Most of the students in the 10th grade B class had acceptable grades but were weak in magic cultivation. When grades were similar, these prestigious schools would definitely prefer students with higher magic professions. This meant that Li Mochen, as a transfer student, had likely secured a recommendation slot. How could this not make his classmates envious and resentful?

But the esteemed Immortal King of the Primordial Dome Realm naturally would not care about such trivial matters, nor would he take the feelings of these ant-like beings to heart. After packing his textbooks, he headed directly to the school's hip-hop club. Unexpectedly, it was empty; Hancock and the others, who used it as their base, were nowhere to be seen.