Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Class 8, east corridor.

Jiang Ning led the haughty Xue Yuantong away from the spot, leaving Li Shi looking in their disappearing direction with an unhappy expression.

Lin Zida noticed Li Shi's expression and suddenly thought of a saying, 'He who insults others will be insulted in turn.'

He glanced at Zhuang Jianhui, implying that this girl didn't seem to have much wit!

Zhuang Jianhui was indifferent. From the beginning to the end, he never regarded Li Shi highly; she was just a playmate in Yuzhou, nothing more. Her intelligence and emotional quotient, what did they have to do with him?

He always watched coldly.

Whether it was Jiang Ning or Li Shi, in his eyes, they were merely larger ants compared to ordinary students. The path he intended to tread in the future was the strongest one domestically, not the path of the common folks.

Li Shi turned around, extremely infuriated, but the doubt in her heart couldn't be dispelled for a long time, 'Where did he get the invitation?'

'Could it be... Ding Shuyan gave it to him?'

After all, Ding Shuyan seemed to have some connection with Jiang Ning. Yet, this conclusion was soon overturned by her.

Absolutely impossible, because even Lin Zida and the others didn't get the invitation. They just saw the photos Ding Shuyan posted, so this point was ruled out.

Li Shi took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know how the seating arrangement for the Evergreen Liquid concert is?"

She had attended many concerts before; though many people watched live, the price differed vastly due to different seating.

Lin Zida, with his level of understanding, saw through her thinking at a glance.

He smiled innocently, "No idea."

Li Shi contemplated, planning to ask Shuyan later.

Li Shi thought angrily, 'Although you got the invitation, once you enter the venue, you'll face a bigger blow, making you fully realize yourself, Jiang Ning!'

...

The last class, a big self-study, Xin Youling was supervising from the podium.

Cui Yu wasn't watching videos; he clutched his phone, fingers tapping the screen, showing a sleazy expression, as he was enthusiastically chatting with a pretty girl avatar he added from nearby.

Meng Gui was beside him, strategizing. The two of them were combining forces to win over a girl. As for how to divide the credit afterward, that wasn't considered yet; they decided to first work together to get the girl.

Behind them, Zhang Chi was holding his phone, hidden behind a thick mountain of books, playing One Dollar Treasure. This time, the prize was an iPhone 6, 64g; it was launched at 6088 yuan, and the platform set a total of 8000 chances.

One yuan per try, until all 8000 tries were used, then the prize would be drawn.

If the platform adhered to fairness and didn't resort to tricks, awarding prizes to those with good luck, it could only profit around 2000 yuan. But the key issue was, would such an unregulated platform adhere to rules?

Its wickedness surpassed even the app-based lenders of the later era.

Therefore, such platforms were entirely banned in the later era.

Zhang Chi was previously lucky enough to win once and was now completely absorbed, immediately spending 10 yuan for 10 chances, waiting for the result.

Duan Shigang couldn't join Zhang Chi or sneak a peek at Cui Yu's class livestream, so he could only stay bored at his desk.

However, at least he was free.

By comparison, the dark, terrifying, evil Demon God surrounding Liu Chuandao was true hell; the desks in front and behind trapped him so much that he couldn't breathe.

He wished he could use the Lightning Five-Chain Whip, defy the heavens, and break through this underworld!

But, he knew his cultivation wasn't enough. Currently, he could only perform a three-strike combo in a second; until his martial arts were fully developed and he could execute a five-strike combo in one second, it would be the end for Pang Jiao and the others.

'Endure!' Liu Chuandao advised himself.

Though his arms were restrained from practicing Ancient Martial Arts, Liu Chuandao started cultivating another technique. This was the Inner Breath Skill taught by a master, aimed at strengthening his physique through breathing.

Liu Chuandao took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling high. After absorbing the essence in the air, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. After a perfect cycle, Liu Chuandao felt himself becoming stronger.

He continued his ascetic cultivation, aiming to reach the legendary realm.

At this moment, Pang Jiao turned and spoke with Wang Yan Yan, a formless aura enveloping the surrounding area as she spoke.

Liu Chuandao originally intended to take a deep breath to cultivate, but the world seemed to have mutated; a smell made his expression painful, instantly making the world unsuitable for cultivation.

"Yanyan, the guy I've been dealing with recently, he's really too much!" Pang Jiao said angrily.

"Oh, Jiaojiao, what's wrong?" Wang Yan Yan cared for her good friend. Nowadays, Pang Jiao was under observation for a schooling infraction, much more restrained than before.

Pang Jiao placed her massive fist on Wang Yan Yan's desk, "He actually asked me today if I knew any rich women, and if I could introduce him to one."

Due to her anger, the surrounding air became even more chaotic.

Ascetic Liu Chuandao only took a single breath and felt the change in the world's energy, now not just unsuitable for cultivation, but the violent energy might even threaten his cultivation!

Pang Jiao, like a Demon God, corrupted everything around.

Fortunately, Wang Yan Yan consoled, "Oh Jiaojiao, think from another angle; he loves you so much. He definitely just wants to get money from the rich woman and spend it on you."

Pang Jiao's expression returned to normal immediately, and she laughed heartily, "Yanyan, you always understand best."

Liu Chuandao could barely take it anymore; he took this chance to examine Pang Jiao's physique, analyzing her combat power.

Pang Jiao claimed two days ago that she weighed 200 pounds.

Liu Chuandao was oppressed by Pang Jiao's 200 pounds in a small alley the other day and couldn't struggle. To avoid such a situation from happening again, he just needed to withstand 200 pounds of pressure and pair it with the Lightning Five-Chain Whip to engage in a fight with her.