Cosmic-Level Demon God
Chapter 153 - 153 114 Becoming an Idol Martial Arts Star Making First Update!

153: Chapter 114: Becoming an Idol, Martial Arts Star Making (First Update!) 153: Chapter 114: Becoming an Idol, Martial Arts Star Making (First Update!) As the first ray of dawn makes its way through the curtains into the room, Qin Shi’s body automatically wakes from Deep Sleep as if programmed.

He opens his eyes and lies still for three minutes, ensuring that the vitality flows throughout his body, gradually waking his dormant muscles.

Qi Sensitivity slowly circulates eighty-one times, warming his Mortal Body, radiating heat.

Only then does Qin Shi exhale a breath of impure air, prop up his body with his hands, and get out of bed to wash up.

This is a new Old Martial technique he learned, to preheat the body and nourish the organs.

According to Old Liang, this is a “little health tip.”

The mentor of Hong Sheng managed to live over four hundred years with his Health Cultivation Static Skill, outliving countless peers and disciples, laughing last.

Old Liang’s master was much less lucky, perishing early in the ring.

In the Great Cosmos Era, citizens of Dongxia have an average lifespan of ninety to one hundred and twenty years—of course, mainly those settled in the Urban Circle or Central City.

Professionals who step onto the Extraordinary Path, such as Martial Artists and Mechanics, though dedicated to developing their Life Force, do not show a significant increase in lifespan, adding only twenty to thirty years.

Specialized Level professionals, if avoiding intense overexertion, can probably live up to two hundred years, unless they truly achieve life level Sublimation to break the shackles.

Qin Shi heard that faraway top corporations and financial groups not only invest heavily annually in researching immortality projects but also gather abundant resources from the vast Star Sea for longevity.

“My path ahead is long, but advancing my health and boosting my vitality doesn’t hurt.

The Old Martial Arts Path is notorious for depleting potential; over-exploitation leads to ailments at seventy or eighty.”

Qin Shi steps into the bathroom for a shower, blow-dries his hair, and picks out a set of school uniforms from the wardrobe.

The style is fairly simple, a white short-sleeved T-shirt, gray-black long pants, with the embroidered emblem of the new First High School on the chest, a blue seagull ready to soar.

Today is the First High School’s opening day, and according to school rules, he needs to wear the uniform for the ceremony.

“Summer vacation passed, and my changes are truly drastic.”

Looking in the mirror, Qin Shi feels that his previously loose school uniform now fits snugly.

Fortunately, it’s not too exaggerated, merely outlining his shoulder and back contours clearly.

[An Jingchu: Mr.

Qin, today is the opening day of the First High School, we can arrange a special car to pick you up.]

Before stepping out the door, his terminal beeps with a message.

Qin Shi briefly replies:

“Yes, please.

Thanks.”

Originally, Lin Yunqing planned to take him to school today, but Qin Shi politely declined.

He always feels that the dog woman wants to take advantage of him, pretending to be a parent.

If it were normal treatment at the talent apartment, then there would be no issue.

[An Jingchu: Wait three minutes, the car is downstairs waiting for you.]

[Qin Shi: Okay.]

…

…

In the apartment lobby, Xu Mo and Zhao Yunzhu, dressed in their new First High School uniforms, meet.

They are both top students of the Elite Class, and it was through family connections that they barely secured spots in the talent project.

With a grin, Zhao Yunzhu says:

“It’s the start of school, Xu Mo, how do you feel?

This is our final year, and who knows what tricks Old Liu has prepared for us.”

Old Liu is their homeroom teacher.

He is known for his strictness, earning him the nickname “Liu Yama.”

Xu Mo shrugs:

“As long as your grades are good and don’t fall behind, Old Liu will cherish you like gold.”

Zhao Yunzhu pouts:

“That’s hard to say, Old Liu’s classic saying is, if you’re not progressing in your final year, it’s equivalent to regressing.

He’s hellbent on improving the admission rate to top academies, anyone dragging behind will face his wrath.”

Xu Mo, confident, says with his head held high:

“After the opening ceremony, there’s a rank assessment.

I’ve already reached the Seventh Rank threshold, with a little more effort, reaching the Sixth Rank, touching Heng University’s Martial Arts System threshold.

Definitely making Old Liu proud!”

Zhao Yunzhu looks enviously; her Life Force development ceiling isn’t very high, and if she wants to get into a top academy, she will likely have to settle for a relatively lower score line in another major.

“I just found out someone moved into the seventeenth-floor apartment, likely the mysterious talent who broke Lu Hui’s record.

Coincidentally, he’s named Qin Shi.”

Xu Mo is stunned, frowning:

“Qin Shi?

There seems to be a Qin Shi in our grade, in the downstairs Hongzhi Class?”

Zhao Yunzhu nods:

“The struggling student from Old Factory Street, he and Zhou Ning, middle to low-level performance.”

As top students of the Elite Class, they remember Qin Shi’s name more because of the Old Factory Street label.

After all, in the whole First High School, non-Tai’an Metropolitan Area students are few, making them rare creatures.

“It’s probably not the same person.”

Xu Mo finds it hard to believe, an ordinary Hongzhi Class student living in a talent apartment specifically approved by the Education Commission?

And with cultivation room data more impressive than that of Lu Hui the freak?

Sounds like fantasy.

“Maybe they just have the same name.

Qin Zheng is a common surname, there are many in Heng Province.”

Zhao Yunzhu agrees:

“I checked the class communications group, Qin Shi and Zhou Ning took on summer jobs; how could they pass the talent project?”

Xu Mo secretly breathes a sigh of relief; the Elite Class is fierce enough.

Besides him and Zhao Yunzhu, several others are vying for scholarships.

If another genius who surpasses Lu Hui appeared out of nowhere, his application for the educational fund would be doomed.

“Let’s go, Yunzhu, my dad just rewarded me with a new Crescent.

If I get into Heng University, he promised to pay for my ticket to Hai Province for a graduation trip.”

Xu Mo pulls out the key, a water-blue sports car full of dynamism and energy parked outside the apartment.

Its streamlined body and eye-catching design are quite attractive.

“Crescent 7 just launched not long ago.”

Zhao Yunzhu’s eyes sparkle; girls usually can’t resist high-appeal items, but she doesn’t get in, shaking her head:

“I’ll drive my own Cool Cat mini.

See you later!”

“Alright, see who gets to school first.”

Rejected, Xu Mo isn’t discouraged.

He indeed has a crush on Zhao Yunzhu, but mainly because of her family background.

Zhao Yunzhu’s parents run a well-known pharmaceutical company in Tai’an, powerful agents with business dealings with United Pharmaceutical and Nanling Group.

Getting this connection would greatly benefit his academic and future plans.

Sitting in his new car, Xu Mo sees An Jingchu, the actual manager of the talent apartment, driving the elegant Ya Feng out of the underground garage, with a blurry figure in the passenger seat.

“That must be the newcomer living on the seventeenth floor?

Having Miss An as a driver, talk about treatment.”

Xu Mo grips the steering wheel and sighs:

“The more I strive, the more geniuses seem to tower above.

First, Lu Hui, now another unknown challenger arises.”

He steps on the gas, roaring forward, trying to catch up with An Jingchu’s dignified black Ya Feng, which is regarded as the top choice for a ceremonial vehicle.

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…

“I heard Mr.

Qin passed the educational fund assessment and received strong support from the Martial Arts Association.”

As the driver, An Jingchu quietly turns her head, gazing at the sharp-featured young man.

“Miss An’s information is well-timed.”

Qin Shi is surprised, it’s only been a day since he returned from Golden Radiance Mansion.

Yet Miss An, who manages the talent apartment, already knows about it.

“I have connections with both the Education Commission and the Martial Arts Association.”

With considerable intellectual charm, An Jingchu smiles gently:

“Mr.

Qin, are you interested in accepting other group investments?

Someone like you is bound to compete in the Star Cup and reach Specialized Level eventually.

Relying only on Martial Arts Association sponsorship and Education Commission resources might not be sufficient.”

Qin Shi is momentarily stunned; he did not expect An Jingchu to actively woo him and be so straightforward.

“I haven’t considered it at the moment.”

He answers honestly.

No matter how quickly 1.5 billion runs out, it’s enough to support him in completing a secondary rebirth.

“Mr.

Qin, don’t misunderstand.

This is normal commercial investment.

With the increasing popularity of the Star Cup yearly, big companies and groups are often willing to invest heavily in contestants for advertising effects.

Especially the new generation after the Ten Pioneers, basically all have ties with giant corporations and consortia.”

An Jingchu’s tone is very gentle, devoid of any pressure:

“The new generation Martial Artists, like Yu Li, known as ‘Supernova!’ Very much pursued by Tomorrow Group, with great public opinion and an excellent image, partly because of the media giant behind him.

Also, the highly-followed Long Danzi, even more popular than the top stream, signed with Ziwei Giant Corporation and sent to Taiyin Ancient Star’s Martial God Dojo for training.

Not to mention, the Zu siblings, Zhu Yun and Zhu Xu, who emerged in the last two years, signed as the image spokespersons of United Pharmaceutical.

Young Martial Artists are at the golden stage of Life Force development; with sponsorship from massive corporations and consortia, they soar high.”

Sounds like idol debut.

Qin Shi silently mocks, smiling:

“That’s too distant for me, I haven’t even passed the rank assessment.”

Seeing Qin Shi is not interested, An Jingchu stops talking and nods gently:

“I think Mr.

Qin will break out of Heng Province sooner or later and journey into a broader world.

In recent years, the Star Cup is increasingly called ‘the rich’s game.’

Teen Martial Artists from humble backgrounds are dwindling.

Even if a few stand out, they quickly face elimination when faced with giant enterprises and consortia’s signed genius competitors.

I believe everyone hopes to see a scorching sun in Martial Arts representing most ‘ordinary people,’ rising strongly.”

Qin Shi feels unmoved; if it were any other high schooler, they might be fired up by such words.

But having lived two lives, Mr.

Qin is no longer swayed by empty promises.

After a few casual responses, the car returns to tranquility.

A few minutes later, the black Ya Feng stops at the school gate.

“Here’s my business card.

If Mr.

Qin has any ideas, feel free to contact me anytime.”

An Jingchu hands Qin Shi her delicate card, seemingly unintentionally touching his palm with her fingers.

Indeed, different status brings people employing beauty traps just for me.

Qin Shi reflects, An Jingchu’s teasing technique might make a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy blush and daydream.

He glances down at the card.

Yuan Energy Company.