Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 27 - 28: Reversal of Fortune

Chapter 27: Chapter 28: Reversal of Fortune

"That kid is really lucky." Wu Tao’s gaze darkened; he had planned to discreetly swap slips with someone to face Lin Hao directly and beat him to a pulp, but unexpectedly, his opponent had advanced outright.

"Exactly, we from karate brought over twenty people just to teach him a lesson."

"Damn it, it doesn’t matter, he’ll get beaten sooner or later."

A group of karate practitioners were disgruntled; egged on by Wu Tao, they were filled with righteous indignation, eager to prove that karate was the supreme martial art.

Wu Tao pondered, casting a glance at Lin Shiran.

He was not only doing this for karate’s sake, but also to prove to Lin Shiran and the entire school—students and faculty alike—that Lin Hao was trash, a good-for-nothing, and only he, Wu Tao, was worthy of being the campus belle’s match.

This competition was extremely important to Wu Tao, not only to prove himself but also to gain entry into Binhai University. Once he got into Binhai University, his father would reward him with five million.

No matter what, he had to win.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the martial arts recruitment competition of Binhai University is about to start—have you all prepared?"

"I am the host of this competition, Zhang Molin!"

"Binhai University is a top university in Huaxia and absolutely number one in Binhai. Over the years, Binhai University has been producing talented individuals..."

A cheerful young woman in her mid-twenties emerged from the crowd; her opening words instantly lifted everyone’s spirits.

In the venue, every parent and student were filled with hope for this competition, and the atmosphere quickly reached its peak.

"Alright, without further ado, let us begin the first match—Zhang Hao from Class 3, Year 3, versus Lu Ming from Class 1, Year 3!"

"Please enter the stage, students!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, two tall boys took to the stage; after a cordial bow, they immediately launched into attack.

With their first move, the recruitment ceremony of Binhai University officially began.

At this moment.

In Binhai City, on a street known for traditional medicine, Lin Hao was wandering around with over ten kilograms of various medicinal herbs in his hands.

After a few steps, he darted into a medicine shop that claimed to have a hundred-year heritage. Upon entering, he was greeted by someone.

"Young man, what are you looking to buy?" asked a shop assistant wearing a retro-styled uniform, inquiring with a beaming smile.

"Do you have any ginseng that’s more than twenty years old?" Lin Hao asked.

"Handsome guy, you’ve come to the right place. Our century-old store naturally has what you need. How much would you like?"

...

Ten minutes later, Lin Hao walked out of the medicine shop with a pained expression, now holding several more ginseng roots. Despite their small size, these few ginseng roots had cost him his savings of several years.

Lin Hao finally realized that even for an almighty reborn Immortal Emperor, life could be difficult without money.

But money, after all, was something he could earn at any time.

"Now that I’ve gathered all the necessary herbs, it’s time to start concocting the Kaiyuan Pill." Lin Hao quickened his pace and headed home.

For an ordinary person to become a Cultivator, the first step is to develop Qi Sensing—to perceive the existence of Primordial Qi between heaven and earth.

However, there are those who could never experience this in their lifetime; in the Mortal World, they make up ninety-nine percent of the population.

Without a doubt, those who are naturally sensitive to Primordial Qi are considered geniuses.

Those who cannot perceive Primordial Qi might still become Cultivators; it’s just that the Mortal World hasn’t found the method yet.

If your own ability is lacking, external forces can compensate.

The Kaiyuan Pill is such an external force.

With the consumption of a Kaiyuan Pill and under Lin Hao’s guidance, even a pig could sense Primordial Qi.

If Lin Hao were stronger, he could even assist others in Cultivation without needing the Kaiyuan Pill. However, he has not reached that stage yet.

Lin Hao entered the kitchen, his palm curving into a claw, and in a flash, a golden aura emerged from the palm of his hand.

This is his Primordial Qi.

Golden Primordial Qi boils and burns like a flame; with a flick of his hand, a pot on the stove is drawn into his palm, and in an instant, it turns red-hot.

"Water!"

Lin Hao’s left hand flicks, and a stream of light splashes from it, turning on the faucet in reverse, with water flowing upwards into the pot.

At the same time, the medicinal herbs from his pocket are also drawn step by step into the pot by his Primordial Qi.

If someone saw Lin Hao’s method, they would be so shocked that they would not be able to speak. Isn’t this person more like a god?

Exuding Primordial Qi from one’s body, even those in Transcend Mortality Ninth Layer could definitely not achieve this feat. Lin Hao could do this for one reason.

He is very strong!

Although in Transcend Mortality Ninth Layer, he has the strength to kill across levels!

Alchemy is a desolate process.

Kaiyuan Pill, an elixir so easily made with a flick of the fingers in a former life, now requires a lengthy process after rebirth.

"Judging by this pace, it will probably take about four hours. I should be able to make it to the fight." Lin Hao knows what day it is, but he doesn’t place much importance on the fight, let alone Wu Tao.

To him, alchemy is currently the most important matter.

He simply sits cross-legged on the floor, with a pressure cooker suspended in midair, enveloped by golden Primordial Qi, occasionally emitting a thick fragrance.

As time ticks by, Binhai High School’s recruitment competition intensifies.

Some students demonstrate astounding talent in this fight.

Wu Tao is one of them.

His opponent is a muscular man standing at one meter ninety, strong and robust. Everyone sweated for Wu Tao.

But with just one punch, Wu Tao knocked the burly man to the ground, unable to get up.

That punch established Wu Tao’s empty-handed martial prowess, eliciting countless cheers.

His punch drew the attention of Binhai University’s authorities, even Yao Mengchen was slightly surprised.

To have such strength in the senior year of high school, one must be outstanding in the Martial Arts World.

Similarly, another named Zhang Santai, who practiced Tai Chi, performed softness-overcoming-hardness to perfection. Despite his short stature, he flung a trained fighter straight off the platform.

This preliminary competition attracted attention to a dozen or so people; they were all strong, with clearly well-practiced moves.

After more than a hundred bouts had ended, it was already noon. After lunch, the school announced the first round of advanced competitors and then immediately began the second round.

The upcoming second and third rounds are not finals. The real final will be in the fourth round. Lin Hao, who directly advanced to the finals, was lucky enough not to have to compete.

Of course, even if he did compete, he wouldn’t have time to go on stage.

Seeing such exciting fights, many people couldn’t help but start to pay attention to Lin Hao, the guy who never appeared but kept advancing.

"That guy’s got some serious luck, advancing directly, crazy awesome."

"Hey, that’s not necessarily a good thing. Each one who advances to the end is a master. If he’s a noob, he’s definitely going to get his ass kicked."

"Do you know about that day? This Lin Hao and Wu Tao agreed to a fight. Looks like he’s too chicken to show."

"That cowardly?"

"Yeah, how could the school beauty fall for him?"

In the crowd, people discussed fervently. At first, only a small number knew, but soon almost the entire school was aware of Lin Hao’s existence.

Anyone who knew of him was filled with disdain.

How could such a coward be so lucky?

And dating the school beauty, looking down on Karate.

Simply unbearable!

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