Chapter 1: The Fighter in the Golden Spoon
There was always no shortage of people born with a golden spoon in this world, and Wang Ling was one of them. However, his origin was like a fighter jet with a golden spoon, almost subverting the civilization and order of the entire cultivation world.
In a rather plainly decorated family apartment, Mr. and Mrs. Wang rocked their baby carriage, revealing smiles full of love.
"I really didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, our family's baby would be so big."
"Yes, today is our family Ling Ling's birthday it ......"
"Honey, have you prepared any gifts?"
"That's for sure!"
Between the words, only to see the middle-aged man pulled out a long and thick big baby from his waist, immediately making the woman beside the side look uplifted.
The long hard body, which was bejeweled with all kinds of exotic gemstones, was a bit blinding when it was unveiled, and the woman gazed at the big treasure with a completely stunned look, her slightly opened mouth revealing her astonishment without any concealment.
"--This is!"
"Chanel's flying sword!" Wang Dad revealed a proud expression, "This is something I spent a full half a year of savings to specially prepare for our family, Ling Ling. Our Wang family, there has never been a person who has reached the Jindan stage ...... Dear, this flying sword is exactly what I hope for Lingling!"
In this world system where cultivation and modern science were perfectly merged into one, the realm system had completely replaced diplomas as the new standard for measuring one's level of culture. The poor Wangs hadn't even graduated from the Forging Stage since they were young, and were stuck in the preparatory class.
This Chanel flying sword, which belongs to a class of flying swords in the Jindan realm, is worth a lot of money.
Wang Dad is almost at the risk of eating dirt continuously in the next few days, gritting his teeth to buy it.
However, Wang Ling, who was still holding the pacifier in the stroller, only swept a glance with his afterglow, and was already showing an expression of disgust.
...... Such an ugly flying sword was really the first time he had seen it.
The most people feel speechless, this man even put such an ugly sword on his pillow, but also claimed that it is to ward off evil spirits?
The most important thing is that this man even put such an ugly sword on his pillow, and also claimed that it was to ward off evil spirits! The four old as early as two thousand years ago to eliminate the end of the good, now is the era of scientific cultivation, this Timo in the end where to come out of the feudal remnants!
So, a face of speechless Wang Ling, directly stretched out their own open less than a quarter of Mr. Wang's palm size of the small hand, click, directly will be this ugly flying sword to pinch off.
That year, Wang Ling just turned one year old ......
......
In the year when Wang Ling was one year old, after that time, he pinched and broke the great treasure sword with his empty hand. At that time, the Wangs directly complained to the Quality Supervision Bureau, denouncing the behavior of unscrupulous merchants who maliciously peddled fake and shoddy products. How could a mere infant possibly pinch off a Jindan Stage Class 1 flying sword with his bare hands?
At that time, Wang's father and mother had their heads slapped together and agreed that they had bought a fake Chanel flying sword.
Until in Wang Ling three years old that year, the couple witnessed their own son actually driving a children's small wooden sword in the room skilful sword flight, which only deeply realized that, in the beginning, it is not they buy a fake sword ......
It was clearly that they had given birth to a fake son!
As Muggles in the cultivation world who had been trapped in the Forging Stage for many years, the Wangs could not have imagined that it was actually they who had given birth to Wang Ling no matter what.
Was this a genetic mutation?
Or was there some crucial step that was skipped in the process of creating humans?
These were no longer important.
Compared to these, Mr. and Mrs. Wang were more convinced that Wang Ling was the Chosen One gifted to the Wang family by the heavens!
Thanks to the fact that Wang Parents' nerves were big enough, Wang Ling was able to pass through his 0 to 5 years old stage - the weakest stage.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, Wang Ling felt that he should have been sent to the Human Research Institute for human dissection.
Maybe even have a chance to be on the more well-known "Approaching Science" program.
Without any imagined waves, not to mention any exaggerated heaven and earth phenomena, Wang Ling realized that his realm was growing along with his age. On average, he would rise a notch at the age of two, and even he couldn't figure out what was the reason for this.
In order not to let his aura be exposed, Wang Ling himself drew a talisman seal according to the ancient records and hid it on his right arm, and for many years he had been relying on the talisman seal to conceal his aura, and it was fine.
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This year, Wang Ling was 16 years old.
High school life came a little faster than he expected. In order to make himself look relatively normal, Wang Ling always advocated a low-profile character in his daily life.
He didn't chase after any key city high schools, but chose to attend a public ordinary high school - Songhai City, Peiyuan District, the 60th Middle School.
Wang Ling came to the school wearing only an ordinary white shirt and jeans.
Looking around, except for the stone statue at the main entrance of the campus, which was no longer visible, and the few palm trees around, the whole school was even more ordinary than he had imagined.
To know, if it is a genuine city key, all the trees in the campus are clear color of spirit gathering trees, even the foundation of the teaching building, there is a huge spirit gathering array, so that students in the process of daily learning can always maintain attention, refresh their minds.
However, as far as these Spirit Gathering Arrays were concerned, they were of no use to Wang Ling. Because of the big difference in realms, not only could he not feel the tiny spiritual power brought by the Spirit Gathering Array, but he could also easily destroy the magnetic field of the entire Spirit Gathering Array because of himself.
Wang Ling didn't want to delay other people's future because of himself. That's why he chose to attend a relatively ordinary high school, although the environment was a bit more simple, but overall, Wang Ling still felt very satisfied. At least here, it was very conducive to hiding one's true realm.
On this day, it was the newcomer meeting of the 60th high school, and in fact, it was also a mapping meeting.
Before the new students were officially enrolled, the school authorities needed to collect the grades of every student, and then reasonably divide the classes based on the grades. Elite Classes, Middle Classes, Ordinary Classes, and Striving Classes.
Wang Ling stood in front of an LCD screen and followed the prompts on the screen to find the class he was interviewing for.
With Wang Ling's habitual style, he was absolutely not allowed to go to places like the elite class, which would greatly increase the risk of exposing his realm. And places like the Effort Class made Wang Ling feel a bit out of place.
Considering the overall situation, the middle and ordinary classes were the optimal choices.
"Excuse me, do you know how to get to the third senior class?"
Suddenly, a sweet voice penetrated from Wang Ling's back. Wang Ling's back was stunned, although he had sensed the other party's aura from afar as early as the moment this girl entered the school gates, it was obvious that Wang Ling didn't expect that this girl would seek to speak to him.
Wang Ling only used his afterglow to faintly sweep a glance, this was a pretty good looking girl.
"Are you also reporting here today?"
Seeing that Wang Ling didn't answer herself, this strange girl was rather self-conscious and continued to inquire. This girl was wearing a close-fitting white T-shirt, while her lower body was dressed in jeans with casual shoes. Her long hair was flowing and her complexion was fair. Wang Ling only used his spiritual power to faintly perceive it, and was immediately able to deduce the girl's true level. This person was definitely elite class material. It was destined that she would not be able to be a classmate with herself.
However, somewhat coincidentally, Wang Ling realized that his interview class was actually in the third senior class that this girl was talking about.
Still not saying a word, Wang Ling pointed to the classroom not far away, the third class of the first year of high school is there.
After that, he tucked himself into his pants pocket and walked over rather leisurely.
