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The White Room Academy Dining Hall.
During lunchtime, the Dining Hall was bustling with noise as the formal students arrived one after another.
It must be said that these students enjoyed very generous treatment.
The rice was cultivated from spiritual soil, the vegetables were nourished by vital energy, and the meat came from wild beasts, rich in nutrition and vitality. With every meal, their vital energy and physical quality would increase a little. Accumulating small amounts would lead to significant changes, and their cultivation would grow day by day.
"I'd like a bowl of rice, one meat dish, and one vegetable dish."
Lin Qiubai repeated what the senior before him had said and then quietly stood at the window waiting. For some reason, he felt extremely hungry today, so hungry that his eyes were starting to blur.
"You haven't reached the Origin Realm... how did you get in here?
Our Dining Hall only serves elders and formal students. Come back when you reach the Origin Realm."
The elder waved his hand, signaling Lin Qiubai to leave. The Dining Hall was not a place for freeloading.
This was not a charity organization.
"Uh... I just want to eat."
"This is not a place for you to eat," the elder said without any hint of kindness.
"Hmph! Although I'm not at the Origin Realm, I can definitely take down someone from the Origin Realm."
Lin Qiubai's words were sharp and drew hostile glances from all around him.
That statement was too provocative, completely disregarding all the formal students in the Dining Hall. Even those with a bit of temper could not tolerate it.
The elder raised an eyebrow; such arrogant students were rare. The last one like this had been beaten into submission by his seniors and never dared to act so arrogantly again.
Not long after, another unruly character emerged.
Did he think that by throwing his weight around among the preparatory students, he could act with impunity in the Origin Realm? What a self-centered frog in a well.
"You young man, your personality will lead you to great losses. The Origin Realm is not something that can be compared to the Body Refinement Stage. With the Vitality Dragons present in the Origin Realm, even suppressing a peak Body Refinement Stage practitioner is a piece of cake, let alone you, a mere seventh layer of Body Refinement."
The elder earnestly advised. As a teacher, he was clearly a qualified mentor.
But Lin Qiubai was very hungry; all he wanted was a good meal.
"The Origin Realm is not a capital for arrogance. I'm not targeting anyone; I think all of you here are trash. I can take you all down."
"Ha!"
Finally, someone in the Dining Hall couldn't hold back any longer and stood up in anger.
"This junior brother, I, Zhao Mu, am the first to disagree with your words!"
Lin Qiubai glanced at him lightly and couldn't help but curse inwardly: Eating a meal is such a hassle.
"Whether you agree or not is not for you to decide; we’ll find out after we fight. You throw one punch, I throw one punch, and we'll see who’s stronger."
Lin Qiubai spoke succinctly, his momentum suddenly rising as fifteen thousand pounds of strength surged within him. In contrast, Zhao Mu, although at the second layer of the Origin Realm and surrounded by two Vitality Dragons, only had twelve thousand pounds of strength at most.
Though it looked impressive, it was utterly insufficient before Lin Qiubai. When their fists collided, Zhao Mu's Vitality Dragons instantly collapsed, twisting wildly like a snake thrown into hot oil before quickly wilting away.
With one punch, the outcome was clear.
In the blink of an eye, victory and defeat were determined; Zhao Mu, who was five realms higher than Lin Qiubai, was almost defeated in an instant...
The entire venue fell silent.
The sound of a needle dropping could be heard.
"With such strength, can we have a meal now, Elder?"
Lin Qiubai turned and asked while casually adjusting his clothes.
The Elder was still in a state of shock, mouth agape, unable to comprehend how someone could leap from the Seventh Layer of Body Refinement to the Second Layer of Origin Realm and win with a single punch...
This was... unbelievable!
"Elder?"
Lin Qiubai waved his hand in front of the Elder's eyes, prompting him to snap back to reality, though his face was still filled with astonishment.
"You... you... well, go ahead and eat."
The Elder had no words left. There are always a few individuals whose existence is meant to shatter common sense.
For instance, while everyone believes that those in Body Refinement cannot compete with Origin Realm practitioners, he managed to brutally defeat an Origin Realm warrior with his Body Refinement cultivation.
Lin Qiubai was one of those rare individuals; given that, what more could the Elder say?
"Thank you, Elder."
Lin Qiubai chuckled and took a seat at a good spot with a plate full of sumptuous dishes. He then began to eat voraciously. The food was delicious, especially the meat dishes.
Everything chosen was purely natural, uncontaminated, and included venison rich in vitality. The meat was tender and flavorful, exuding a natural aroma. As he swallowed the tender meat, it felt as if strands of vitality were seeping out and nourishing his body.
Perhaps even an ordinary person eating such delicacies would strengthen their body and prolong their life.
"Chomp chomp."
Soon, a plate of food was completely devoured by Lin Qiubai, and then he shamelessly approached the elder again.
"Please serve me some more meat, Elder."
The elder shot Lin Qiubai an annoyed glare but still did not refuse, scooping a large spoonful of meat onto Lin Qiubai's plate.
"Thank you, Elder."
Lin Qiubai returned to his seat and began to eat ravenously. He had swallowed a Seventh-Rank Marrow Cleansing Pill; although its effects were not immediately visible, the pill significantly increased the speed at which his marrow produced vital energy.
With his marrow operating at high capacity, it naturally consumed a large amount of energy. Thus, Lin Qiubai went back and forth to the elder five times before finally putting down his chopsticks in satisfaction.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Suddenly, the noisy Dining Hall fell silent because the eight crisp sounds were too abrupt, catching everyone off guard.
Someone had broken through, and it was a breakthrough to the Eighth Layer of Body Refinement.
Even with just a little thought, one could guess who the person was—the arrogant junior disciple who had just boasted in the Dining Hall and defeated Zhao Mu with a single punch.
He had broken through!
At this moment, he sat upright at the table, his hands slightly lowered, eyes closed, with surging blood energy coursing through his body. Moreover, aside from the blood energy, the Origin Realm seniors sensed a familiar force erupting within Lin Qiubai.
That was vital energy.
And its quantity was immense; it was comparable to that of someone at the First Layer of Origin Realm.
"How is it possible that someone at the Eighth Layer of Body Refinement can cultivate such immense Vital Energy?"
"The higher the talent, the greater the Vital Energy that can be cultivated. It can even rival that of the Third or Fourth Layer of the Origin Realm!"
The peculiar breakthrough of Lin Qiubai sparked a flurry of discussions among his senior brothers. Some, well-versed in knowledge, boasted loudly, drawing admiring glances from those around.
"I don't have enough Vital Energy."
Lin Qiubai flipped his hand and took out all the Peiyuan Saliva, stuffing it into his mouth. At this moment, he felt that his body was depleted of Vital Energy; every cell seemed to be on the verge of dehydration and urgently needed nourishment.
"Whoosh!"
The Peiyuan Saliva transformed into a torrent within his body, but when it encountered Lin Qiubai's cells, it was absorbed quickly and completely, like water being soaked up by a sponge.
Steady!
Lin Qiubai opened his eyes, feeling a surge of power coursing through his limbs. He clenched his fists; his strength should now be around two hundred thousand pounds.
With two hundred thousand pounds of might, defeating someone at the Fourth Layer of the Origin Realm would be a piece of cake. Thinking of this, Lin Qiubai's lips curled into an extremely charming smile.
"Please forgive me for my earlier display, brothers."
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