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Chapter 119: Chapter 88: Dragons have reverse scales, touch them and you shall die!_3
"Immortal Cultivation Club? This is hilarious, Imperial Capital University has truly become a joke! Huaqing University next door must be laughing their heads off in their sleep!"
"I can’t stop laughing! Can anyone believe it? The highest academic institution in Huaxia actually started an Immortal Cultivation Club. Isn’t this like adding a category for feudal superstitions in the Nobel Prize awards?"
"..."
Just as Hao Jianhua had feared and predicted from the beginning.
All online comments about this matter were unanimously negative. They were all about denying, attacking, questioning, and laughing at the idea.
And the one who caused all this.
Lin Beichen was in his dorm, sitting in front of his computer, organizing the application forms.
At that moment, amidst a flurry of hasty and chaotic footsteps.
His roommates, who had finished their evening classes, rushed into the dormitory.
Han Yuan leaned over next to Lin Beichen and clicked his tongue in amazement. "Beichen, haven’t you seen the comments online, or is your mental resilience that strong? When we called you, we thought you were just pretending to be strong. Who would’ve thought you were actually fine and even started an Immortal Cultivation Club!"
Lin Beichen said indifferently, "Those people online have nothing to do with me. Let them say whatever they want."
"Impressive!"
Han Yuan gave a thumbs-up, then teased, "But I think you rushed into creating this Immortal Cultivation Club. Who else but us would support you? Do you really expect others to sign up?"
"..."
Lin Beichen looked at him with an expression as if he were staring at a clown, then pointed at the computer screen. "See for yourself."
As he spoke, he scrolled the mouse wheel.
On the computer screen was a list of personal information: names, student ID numbers, majors, and so on.
Han Yuan was dumbfounded. He couldn’t believe it. "Are these... are these all people who’ve signed up for your Immortal Cultivation Club?"
"Yes."
Lin Beichen nodded. "There are already nearly eighty people signed up."
Among these people, many were curious students who had observed Lin Beichen in the gymnasium all day. Unable to figure out what he was up to, they decided to sign up so they could see for themselves the next day. Others were simply curious about how he would teach Immortal Techniques.
The number of applicants continued to rise...
Steadily increasing!
Early the next morning.
Lin Beichen came to the gymnasium with the Thunderstruck Wood in his arms.
Although it was still over ten minutes before the agreed time of seven o’clock, there were already twenty to thirty people at the gym’s entrance.
"Here he comes, here he comes."
"Look, Lin Beichen is here."
"..."
Amidst the chatter.
Lin Beichen invited them into the gym.
After another ten minutes, it was seven o’clock, and during that time, about ten more people had arrived.
By now, around fifty people were sitting in the gymnasium.
What had looked empty the previous day now seemed quite crowded.
Lin Beichen took a quick headcount, a bit surprised.
Almost two hundred people had registered for the club.
Considering that some people might have signed up impulsively without intending to participate in the activities and that others might have classes to attend.
He had expected only a dozen or so to show up.
"I’m glad to see you all."
Lin Beichen greeted them, then said, "Since you all came here early in the morning, I assume you’re interested in seeing what I’ll be teaching about Immortal Cultivation, right?"
"Right!"
Everyone replied with laughter and in unison.
Lin Beichen nodded. "In that case, I won’t waste time with unnecessary words. Let me prepare, and we’ll get started."
With that, he placed the Thunderstruck Wood at a central spot among the crowd.
To help them better experience the Electric Element, he specifically brought the Thunderstruck Wood.
At that moment, a voice from the crowd asked, "Lin, oh, I mean, President, is that Thunderstruck Wood?"
Upon hearing this, everyone perked up. Yesterday, they had seen this black, gnarly piece of wood and had been curious about it, discussing it for a long time without any conclusions.
Lin Beichen put the Thunderstruck Wood on the ground and walked around, saying, "Yes, this is Thunderstruck Wood."
Hearing this.
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the Thunderstruck Wood.
"It really is Thunderstruck Wood!"
"First time seeing it. It looks just like the descriptions in the legends."
"..."
At this point, another voice rose from the murmuring crowd, "President, what’s the use of Thunderstruck Wood?"
"It will aid your upcoming Immortal Cultivation."
Lin Beichen didn’t go into detail; even if he did, they wouldn’t understand, and it would be a waste of breath.
After speaking, he raised his hand to quiet everyone down and then said, "Alright, next I’ll teach you the first step in Immortal Cultivation: Visualization. What is Visualization? It’s to imagine as clearly as possible an unknown energy appearing within your body..."
While Lin Beichen explained the key points and his experiences in mastering the Visualization Realm, others started to mimic his actions.
Soon, everyone was trying hard to visualize, and Lin Beichen himself entered a state of cultivating the Thunder Skill.
One minute...
Two minutes...
...
Time ticked by second by second.
Who knows how long had passed.
Finally, someone couldn’t take it anymore.
"What is this? I can’t feel anything."
"Yeah, we can all imagine, but nothing happens in our bodies. Isn’t this just a scam?"
"I bet he’s always meditating because he’s just sitting there daydreaming."
"This is frustrating! If I knew all we had to do was daydream, I’d have stayed in bed!"
"Okay, I’m convinced. This whole Immortal Cultivation thing is a scam."
"..."
Voices of dissatisfaction and disappointment echoed one after another.
They were just in it for the novelty and curiosity.
As time went on, the sense of novelty and curiosity wore off...
One by one, they left the gym.
Even though Lin Beichen was deep in cultivation, he was aware of what was happening in the gym. However, he didn’t intervene.
Those who left either lacked determination and followed others out or didn’t have enough comprehension and mistook daydreaming for visualization.
Even if they stayed, it wouldn’t accomplish anything.
As time passed, more people left.
Of course, not everyone left. Throughout the day, some club members trickled in, either after finishing their classes or because they were bored and decided to check it out since they had signed up.
In and out they went...
Lin Beichen remained unaffected, methodically doing his own thing—cultivating, and during breaks, explaining the visualization process to new members and answering questions for those who hadn’t left.
Repeating...
From morning until evening.
Other than Lin Beichen, three people stayed in the gym until then. Although they had been sitting there all day, trying to visualize, they hadn’t felt anything.
Seeing the time, Lin Beichen said to them, "Alright, let’s call it a day. Cultivation isn’t achieved overnight. Keep a calm mindset; you might suddenly have an enlightenment one day."
He saw them off.
Then he tidied up the gym.
As he was about to leave.
His phone rang.
"Ring ring... ring ring..."
Lin Beichen glanced at the screen. It was his mom!
Without thinking, he answered the call.
"Hi, mom."
"I am not your mom, Lin Beichen."
A raspy laugh came from the other end of the line, like sandpaper scraping the ground, making it unpleasant to hear. The voice continued, "However, your parents are in my hands."
