Seducing Goddesses With My Infinite Wealth
Chapter 56: Asian Scholarship Recipients Face Crisis as School Board Threatens to Cancel Their Sponsorship If Their GPA is Lower Than 5. The Highest GPA is 4.

Chapter 56: Asian Scholarship Recipients Face Crisis as School Board Threatens to Cancel Their Sponsorship If Their GPA is Lower Than 5. The Highest GPA is 4.

Chapter 56 - Asian Scholarship Recipients Face Crisis as School Board Threatens to Cancel Their Sponsorship If Their GPA is Lower Than 5. The Highest GPA is 4.

Fu Tong checked the scrolls and parchments that Huli Jiubai had given him. Most were combat and scouting reports from Jin Yanxiong, who slaughtered every stray immortal he found. He also sent a delegate to various noble clans in the area to trade with them.

Jin Yu’s letter, however, came with an envelope containing five storage rings. Upon examining the rings, Fu Tong found rare herbs, dried food, and pill recipes that she sent for him. As Huli Jiubai had said, she worried about him.

As Fu Tong believed that his wives might be watching him, he wrote a reply on the back of the scroll and flipped it up, facing the ceiling.

"I’ll be in seclusion for a month. I’ll visit you after this!"

After showing the written text to the sky, he continued skimming through the items, wondering if anything else might be useful. He then spotted a heaven-grade cooking pot, which could not be used in alchemy. Still, he could make fine soup, stew, and various dishes by just throwing raw ingredients into the pot and letting it do all the work.

Fu Tong laughed, finding Jin Yu cute.

"You silly fox. I can’t use a cooking pot to make pills. Well, I can’t disrespect her goodwill."

He put the pot in the kitchen and cooked himself a meal while he was at it.

—

A month passed by. The elixir’s effect expired.

Fu Tong stopped cultivating. After getting rid of dust in the house, he examined the status menu to check his progress.

Name: Fu Tong

Age: 18

Cultivation Base: Qi Condensation Level 57

Primary Cultivation Methods

Mind: Eight Thousand Drops of Purity (Saint Grade) (Max Mastery)

- Increase Maximum Mind Points by 1,000,000

- Automatically activate a Free Training Mode during sleep. Existing heart demons and heart demon seeds spawn in the training space. You cannot leave the free training mode until all heart demons are conquered. Defeating heart demons increases your maximum mind point bonus.

- Grant Immunity to brainwashing spells, mind control spells, memory reading spells, and charm curses.

- Automatically reflects 75% of soul attack damage to the caster if attacked.

Status Attributes

Health: 264,075 / 264,075

Mind: 99,990 / 1,151,415

Qi: 570 / 570

Strength: 10,103 + 7,500

Vitality: 10,106 + 7,500

Dexterity: 10,107 + 7,000

Agility: 10,116 + 7,000

Intelligence: 10,133

Wisdom: 10,085

Charisma: 100

Luck: 0 (100)

Everything progressed smoothly. At this pace, he should reach level 100 a month before the deadline.

However, not everything was under his control. Because of the rushed cultivation method, he already spent five million spirit stones. He had enough supply to last for another month.

In addition, after reaching level 50, the difficulty rose sharply. Instead of the required 100,000 Qi essence drops, his sea of consciousness demanded a million drops per level.

Every time he leveled up, the sea of consciousness spawned a random immortal master’s shadow, who was the author of a book in the library. Fu Tong was forced to fight such masters to stabilize his sea of consciousness and increase his combat experience.

Because of such a tedious training regime, Fu Tong needed a break. At night, he secretly left the sect to return home and see his wives.

After three days of loving reunion and relaxation, he replenished some supplies, created more elixirs, and got back to the sect.

As soon as Fu Tong returned to the elite residence in the middle of the night, he found a pamphlet under his door. He entered the house and picked up the paper to read.

Quarter Evaluation Exam Notice.

Although contributions to the sect are encouraged, swordsmanship training should remain a priority. Mock combat exams for outer disciples will be held quarterly to check the progress of our disciples. Bring your sword and visit the lecture area on the first day of the month of Tiger.

All disciples from the elite village are expected to participate. Failure to comply can result in demotion.

"Ah, crap. Not the random exam."

In the game, random events are sometimes triggered while players are busy with the scenario’s story and quests, making each run unique and unpredictable. Quarter Exam Events were among them as they often dragged side characters into the mix and caused mayhem. At a rare chance, messing with the event could alter the game plots and change the stories entirely.

In this case, it tested Fu Tong’s skills. Had he been slacking in the past month, he would have gotten demoted to the peasant club, and Long Hao might suddenly replace him.

He looked at the calendar and date in the game.

Month of Ox, 30th Day

The months followed the Zodiac signs. Thus, the next month would be the Month of Tiger.

"Haiya. Too short notice. I almost missed it."

Without a choice, Fu Tong halted the seclusion plan and set a schedule for tomorrow’s event.

—

The next day, Fu Tong and 500 outer disciples gathered at the open theater to attend the mock exam event. Elite members occupied all the front rows while the rest sat wherever they could find.

Fu Tong arrived early. He claimed the middle seat of the 1st row to get the best view. When he sat down, a group of female disciples arrived, and their leader found him.

The poison princess quickly shoved her butt on the same bench as Fu Tong and nudged him. Her left arm hooked on his right arm as though she owned him.

"Senior Brother Fu, nice to see you here. Is this your first time in this mock exam?"

Fu Tong rolled his eyes and sighed. He was relieved she wore concealing robes, preventing the FBI from misinterpreting him.

Showing no interest in the girl, Fu Tong groaned and half-heartedly replied.

"Yeah, so?"

Tang Youyan peeked at his back and waist. Finding no weapon on him, she got curious.

"Where is your sword, senior brother? You’re supposed to bring a sword here to show your skills."

Fu Tong snorted and ejected a wooden stick from his storage ring.

"Here is my sword."

"Hah?!"

Tang Youyan wryly smiled, surprised by Fu Tong’s ignorance. She coughed and explained.

"Brother Fu, you’re supposed to bring your REAL sword here. You will fight an instructor in a sparring match. You can’t just bring a wooden stick here and expect the instructor to go easy on you. They will be pissed!"

Fu Tong knew, but he didn’t care. He came here to alter the story.

"Girly. The true weapon of a swordmaster is his mind. In the hands of a master, even a handkerchief can become a heaven-grade weapon."

"Hah?" Tang Youyan’s expression turned into a ridicule.

"You’ll see."