Han Jing could be considered a childhood sweetheart of the original body's owner. Their parents had been good friends and served in the same Guards unit. Back then, they had even jokingly arranged a childhood engagement between the two.
Later on, both of Su Yang's parents died in battle.
However, Han Jing's father took that joke as a promise, treating Su Yang with even greater care and looking upon him as his own son.
As for Han Jing herself, she seemed never to have given the original owner a pleasant look. Yet the original owner actually seemed to hold a torch for her. Even when facing her sneers and sarcasm, he remained devoted and stuck by her side—the quintessential simp.
But now?
Su Yang saw right through it all with a single glance, watching Han Jing coldly as he waited for her to speak.
"Su Yang, are you trying to put on a show for me on purpose?"
"Can you grow up?"
"Acting like this only makes me look down on you even more."
Su Yang shrugged, feeling quite helpless.
Realistically speaking, he had transmigrated to this world three months ago. Over these past three months, aside from necessary contact, he hadn't initiative-takingly bothered her once, had he?
What on earth made this woman keep harboring such misunderstandings?
"Right, I know."
Upon hearing this, Han Jing grew somewhat angry. She felt that Su Yang was merely brushing her off and lacked any sincerity. Although the fellow had been pretty much like this for the past six months, Han Jing was convinced that he must have read some sort of romance manual again and was trying to play hard-to-get.
"I'm telling you, you'd better actually know."
"My dad is coming back in the next couple of days. If you dare complain to him, I won't let you off."
Hearing that Uncle Han was returning, Su Yang's footsteps paused for a moment.
If there was still anyone who hadn't given up on him over the past half-year, it was only Uncle Han. Over the past six months, the man had already run back and forth several times on his account. This time, who knew what he might have managed to find.
This was also the main reason why Su Yang hadn't spoken harshly to Han Jing.
***
The commotion here had also attracted the attention of other classmates. Han Jing's close friend, Liu Xiaoxiao, hurriedly pulled her back.
"Jingjing, you're just too kind, always thinking of him."
"Once he gets a taste of hardship tomorrow, he'll naturally realize the gap between you two."
Han Jing nodded silently. It wasn't that she genuinely cared about Su Yang's life or death; she simply didn't want her father getting worked up over Su Yang's affairs.
At that moment, Liu Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her phone with a mysterious look on her face.
"Jingjing, do you know who the school team is sending to mentor our class?"
"Who?" Han Jing frowned slightly.
Although Liu Xiaoxiao's blood-energy level was slightly lower than her own, her social circle was much broader, and she could talk with some of the talented students on the school team. The news she managed to dig up should be fairly reliable.
"Big Bear Li Tianpao. I heard that in his most recent strength test, he hit 250 kilograms."
"Even the other school team members wouldn't dare trade blows with him head-on. When the time comes and he crosses paths with Su Yang..."
"Would you like me to pass along a word for you later?"
"Knowing how Li Tianpao feels about you, he'll definitely listen to whatever you say..." Liu Xiaoxiao blinked.
Han Jing frowned slightly.
No one knew what had gotten into this Li Tianpao; some time ago, he had publicly declared that he liked her. Yet the guy had zero self-awareness. Even though he was a member of the school team, he was just a bottom-feeder, and his looks were completely indescribable. How could she possibly take a fancy to him?
However, clever as she was, her primary strategy was neither to refuse nor to accept. Since she had a fishpond, she might as well keep feeding the fish.
Now, upon hearing this news, her thoughts became somewhat active.
What if she defeated Li Tianpao, while Su Yang got beaten up miserably by him? That way, Su Yang should finally understand his own standing and stop harboring any unrealistic fantasies about her.
***
About a mile or so south of First High School, there was a mid-tier residential complex called Fenghua Garden. Su Yang's home was located right there.
Upon returning home, he immediately began researching the system. This time, he brought up the main panel:
**Name:** Su Yang
**Cultivation:** None
**Talents:** S-Rank Animal Husbandry, SSS-Rank Chaos Force (Upgradable 0/—)
**Blood Energy:** 81/150
**Martial Techniques:** Chasing Wind Saber Technique (Consummate) (Upgradable 0/500), Mountain-Splitting Fist (Initiate) (Upgradable 0/1000)
**Nurture Points:** 50
The Chasing Wind Saber Technique was a foundational martial technique promoted by the school. The original Su Yang had originally cultivated it to the Great Accomplishment realm. After his comprehension blossomed, it had gone straight to the Consummate realm.
As for the newly added talent, Chaos Force, it was evidently a feedback gift from the Jade Qilin. Not only was it a terrifying SSS-rank, but even more horrifyingly, it was actually upgradable.
Only, in his understanding, SSS-rank was already the highest-tier talent. What kind of grade lay beyond this after upgrading?
Of course, the most important thing was that Nurture Points could be used to increase blood energy—this came as a massive surprise. This meant that as long as he had enough Nurture Points, leveling up would become as easy as pie. Especially reaching the higher tiers, when astronomical amounts of blood energy were required to advance, the function of Nurture Points was an uncrackable bug.
After calming himself down slightly, Su Yang decided to test the power of this new talent.
Back when his parents were still around, they had specially built a training room in the house for Su Yang to use for his cultivation. The room wasn't large, around a hundred square meters, but it was fully equipped with all the common apparatuses.
Su Yang walked up to a strength tester and took a deep breath.
In his predecessor's prime, he had once punched out with a force of 200 kilograms. One had to know that an ordinary person's maximum punch force was no more than 150 kilograms. For a teenager who wasn't even a martial artist, 200 kilograms was already terrifying.
Su Yang took a deep breath and threw out a Mountain-Splitting Fist.
The entire testing machine violently trembled in response, and the red numbers on the screen jumped rapidly. When everything returned to normal, Su Yang's eyes widened in shock.
"400 kilograms?"
Su Yang suspected he had misread. Ordinary First-Tier Martial Artists maxed out at 600 kilograms with a single punch, and his casual punch had reached 400? Once he stepped into the rank of a Quasi-Martial Artist, or even a true Martial Artist, the force of a single punch...
Just thinking about it was terrifying.
However, Su Yang immediately noticed a problem: throwing that single punch had enveloped his entire body in a wave of exhaustion.
As the ancients said, the body is the capital of revolution. If your physical vessel is weak, no matter how formidable the cultivation technique, you won't be able to unleash it.
After weighing things slightly, he arrived at a conclusion: if he went all out, he could probably punch with a force of six to seven hundred kilograms, but he would be completely exhausted after throwing at most two punches.
*Sigh*, his physique was still too frail.
With this thought, he re-entered his Consciousness Sea and brought up the main panel. Without much hesitation, he poured all his Nurture Points directly into his blood energy value.
In an instant, he felt his entire body surge with strength. Bringing up the panel once more, his blood energy value had already reached 86.
Su Yang shook his head. It was a bit too slow.
As for his current methods to rapidly increase blood energy, there were basically two:
One was to generate a massive amount of emotional value and let the Jade Qilin feed it back to him.
The other was to find more fans for the Jade Qilin so everyone could provide feedback together.
Since he couldn't hunt monster beasts, he had to settle for the next best thing. If all else failed, he would go check out the slaughterhouse tomorrow. Chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep were still beasts of a sort, weren't they? Squeezing out some Nurture Points from them should be only natural.
That night, Su Yang didn't cultivate. After properly digesting the knowledge in his mind, he fell fast asleep.
There was a friendly exchange match tomorrow anyway. If he played his cards right, he could harvest another wave of emotional value—wasn't that much better than slaughtering chickens and ducks?