Chapter 30 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

030 A thousand years is too long, seize the day When Luo Qingchuan stepped into the gymnasium, the aptitude assessment was about to begin. Everyone turned their heads and looked at Luo Qingchuan, who was walking towards them under the brilliant sunlight. "Sorry for keeping you all waiting, I'm a little late." Lu Wu was taken aback when he saw that the boy's forehead was covered in sweat, and he couldn't help but smile. "Luo, right? Actually, you don't have to be in such a hurry. If you have the heart to seek the Dao, we will always open the door for you." Tap, tap, tap. At this moment, under the amazed, admiring, and joyful gazes of the students, Su Yingxue hurriedly ran towards Luo Qingchuan and embraced him. Su Yingxue fearlessly nestled into Luo Qingchuan's arms. Her heart was pounding rapidly, her delicate cheek pressed against his, and she muttered with a hint of complaint, "You made me worry so much." Luo Qingchuan gently brushed Su Yingxue's black hair with his fingers. "As long as you're waiting, I'll come to you." Su Yingxue playfully smiled and said, "I don't need you to go to such lengths, I just don't want you to worry me." "Cough." Lu Wu's eyes contained a gentle warmth as he smiled, "Everyone, please stand apart. Let's begin." Luo Qingchuan nodded. Su Yingxue reluctantly broke free from Luo Qingchuan's embrace, but suddenly she looked at him and whispered, "Didn't you say not to let Zuo Tian join the Dao search class? Did you change your mind?" Actually, Su Yingxue wasn't too concerned about that. After all, Zuo Tian is at the 9th level of Qi cultivation, and he is qualified to join. But Luo Qingchuan foolishly told the truth, "I lied to you. My family has some spare money, but we don't have the power to control the Dao search class..." Su Yingxue blushed and lightly pinched Luo Qingchuan's arm, her eyes filled with tenderness as she said, "You really... easily fooled me with your words." Luo Qingchuan just smiled without saying anything. "I don't regret it," Su Yingxue said before leaving. Soon, under the direction of Lu Wu and two other teachers by his side, the aptitude assessment began. Since it was an "assessment", there were "assessment" points. The crystal ball was called Soul Searching, used for testing. The bronze mirror was called False Breaking, the true assessment. In fact, Luo Qingchuan had already determined his spiritual root through means at home, a Grade C Level 2. There were three grades for spiritual roots: A, B, and C, each with three sub-levels. Luo Qingchuan's talent was once again confirmed, and he would have to find a class to attend in the future. The first test was a weak-looking boy, with a fire spiritual root, Grade B Level 1, looking quite happy. After receiving their results, everyone either felt excited or disappointed. It was as if they were waiting for their college entrance exam scores, feeling anxious. The only calm ones were Luo Qingchuan, Su Yingxue, and Zuo Tian. Su Yingxue and Zuo Tian had their destinies predetermined since they were born with unique constitutions, so they weren't worried at all. As for Luo Qingchuan... Since his C Level 2 result was already known, everyone knew. So, when Su Yingxue obtained her result of an A Level 1 Wind spiritual root, everyone's eyes were filled with envy as they looked at the elegant and stunning girl. Even the two other teachers, apart from Lu Wu, couldn't help but be somewhat shocked. When it was Luo Qingchuan's turn, he also attracted a lot of attention. This young master had appeared calm just now, with no expression, no anticipation or anxiety. Could it be that he was very confident? The students eagerly awaited, their breaths held. Luo Qingchuan touched the crystal ball. After a few seconds of stillness, a faint starlight finally lazily emerged. Su Yingxue was stunned, she bit her lip, and looked at Luo Qingchuan with a hint of distress in her eyes. Lu Wu's eyebrows twitched, feeling that something was not right. He smiled and said to Luo Qingchuan, "Perhaps it is broken, let's try again." "Alright." Luo Qingchuan's expression seemed a little disappointed as he reached out to touch it again. The faint starlight in the crystal ball dimmed and flickered, as if saying there was no hope. Lu Wu scanned Luo Qingchuan with his divine sense. "You've cultivated to the 2nd level of Qi?" "Yes." Luo Qingchuan concealed his cultivation level and pretended to be at the 2nd level of Qi as portrayed in the "Swallowing Qi into the Body Technique." The "Calamity and Chaos Immortal Manual" was of a high grade, seemingly surpassing everything in this generation. Lu Wu couldn't detect anything strange and sighed lightly as he stared at Luo Qingchuan. "You've been too impatient. You should know that even if our talent is average, with diligent cultivation, we can still..." Luo Qingchuan smiled. "A thousand years is too long, seize the day." Lu Wu's words came to a halt, his gaze locked onto Luo Qingchuan's smile. He fell silent, feeling that it was the spirit of a young man, not wanting to argue. But these words fell into Zuo Tian's ears, causing the young man to abruptly open his icy pupils and stare at Luo Qingchuan. A thousand years is too long... seize the day? You're right, well said. But you are destined to not be the one who competes with me for this seizing the day. Having the intention but lacking the ability is simply overestimating oneself. So... it was because of my achievement of reaching the 9th level in one night that forced you to take the pill in order to advance, right? I feel a little sorry for you, Luo Qingchuan. The same words have different meanings to different people. Su Yingxue's delicate shoulders trembled, her expression filled with sadness... she understood, she had already understood. It was her innate talent that put too much pressure on Luo Qingchuan. From now on, she would definitely watch over him carefully and never let him forcibly advance by taking pills again. Slowly, everything would be fine, she believed. Next. After a few more students, it was Zuo Tian's turn. Zuo Tian didn't hide his cultivation at the 9th level of Qi, so Lu Wu looked at him with astonishment and admiration. "Come," Lu Wu smiled. "Let me see what makes you a genius." Zuo Tian smiled in acceptance but said, "I don't need talent to confine and determine my path. I will walk my own path, one that shouldn't have a predetermined end." Lu Wu blinked, suddenly feeling very happy. Alright, he thought, the students in this class are all interesting. "Very well." Lu Wu raised his hands in celebration and said kindly, "Then let's assess the true will. This stage won't be easy, oh." Zuo Tian added, "I'll take this stage." His untarnished Dao heart had already shown signs of wear and tear, and now was the time to repair it. So Lu Wu pulled Zuo Tian along, and with closed eyes, they stood before the bronze mirror. "Open your eyes," Lu Wu said. Zuo Tian completely opened his pupils, as if they contained the brilliance of the sun and the moon, encompassing the vastness of the heavens and the earth. The world transformed, and all things were renewed! The False Breaking Mirror was actually a Mirror of Illusion, delving into the depths of a person's heart and excavating the most terrifying enigmas. It had to be shattered by the person's will. And so. Zuo Tian saw. He saw the vastness of the heavens, endless and boundless, impossible to contain within his confident eyes. And at this moment. On the vast land, suddenly a dazzling and immense white line leaped out! A sword light! Su Yingxue's sword light! That white line rolled in from a distance, the sky became dim and lightless, the earth crumbled and fell, boundless waves emerged from all directions, and the world tilted and fell. It seemed to be no longer a white line. But a gateway. A gateway to destruction. Zuo Tian's pupils trembled violently, his face turned pale, transparent even, transparent enough to see the blood vessels beneath his skin! An incomparable fear rendered his mind blank, as if he were as weak as an ant. In front of Su Yingxue, who had already cultivated to the 9th level of Qi, he was indeed as small as an ant. That fear was deeply rooted in his heart. So everyone saw. In front of the bronze mirror, Zuo Tian's body wobbled and suddenly fell to the ground. Zuo Tian's face, a forced calmness, gasped for breath, like a stranded fish, his pupils trembling incessantly, like a flickering candle flame in the wind. Lu Wu opened his mouth, silently looking at the ancient characters that appeared on the bronze mirror, his expression suddenly dull. "Not fit to be of great use."