Translator: CinderTL
Jiang Ye remained completely unaware of Chen Zilu's situation.
He spent the entire night immersed in the Martial Dao Heavenly Ladder.
The following morning, Jiang Ye rode in Zhang Jianwu's sedan, leaving Qingyang City.
During the journey, the car's display screen suddenly broadcast Ancheng's morning news:
"Breaking News! Jiang Ye, a Third-Year High School student from our city, has achieved exceptionally outstanding results in the recent Reserve Star Professional Assessment."
Hearing this news, a flicker of surprise crossed Jiang Ye's eyes. "So fast?"
The assessment had only concluded yesterday, yet it was already making headlines today!
This was just the car's news broadcast; it was likely already being reported on the internet and television as well.
Beside him, Zhang Jianwu chuckled. "You're a Second-Tier Reserve Star Professional Position, you know. Ancheng hasn't seen one of those in years."
"Ancheng?" Jiang Ye asked, slightly surprised.
Zhang Jianwu had specified Ancheng, not Ancheng Third High School.
This meant Jiang Ye was the first such case in the entire city in years!
A hint of anticipation flashed in Jiang Ye's eyes. "Will there be any rewards?"
"You rascal," Zhang Jianwu said with a laugh, then nodded. "Don't worry, the school and the city won't skimp on you."
"This time, you've not only brought honor to our school but also glory to the entire city of Ancheng," Zhang Jianwu said with a sigh. "Ancheng's educational standards have always lagged behind neighboring cities. But now, a Second-Tier Reserve Star Professional Position has emerged—the surrounding schools will be stunned."
Jiang Ye was genuinely surprised. He hadn't realized his Star Profession Assessment would have such a significant impact.
"Oh, right," Zhang Jianwu continued. "In the coming days, many martial dao universities will likely extend offers to you. Don't rush to respond; report to me first."
"Understood," Jiang Ye nodded.
Zhang Jianwu glanced at the young man beside him but refrained from mentioning yesterday's incident. After all, Penglai University's official stance remained unclear.
Qingyang City, Shadow Hunting Bureau.
Security Room.
Jiang Dahai returned to his room after his shift, and several news alerts popped up on his phone.
"Hmm?"
After a long night on duty, Jiang Dahai wasn't in the mood for news. But as he was about to dismiss the alerts, he suddenly froze.
"Jiang Ye?"
"Is this news about Xiao Ye?"
Jiang Dahai quickly tapped on the news article.
A second later, his face lit up with excitement. "Hahaha! It's really my son!"
"What's up, Old Jiang?"
Just then, a stubble-faced middle-aged man in a security uniform approached.
"Old Xia," Jiang Dahai turned to him, grinning. "You haven't heard yet, have you? My son's now in the Elite Class!"
Old Xia was his colleague from the Ancheng Hunter Bureau. They had traveled together on this business trip.
"Elite Class?" Old Xia scoffed. "Don't try to impress me. I know your son has a Primitive innate talent."
"Old Xia, you're thinking too small," Jiang Dahai said, shaking his head. "Who says someone with a Primitive talent can't get into the Elite Class?"
Old Xia sneered. "Only exceptional geniuses can do that. Is your son a genius?"
"Well..." Jiang Dahai grinned. "My son really is a genius!"
"Have you seen the news? He's made the headlines!"
"Jiang Ye, my son!" Jiang Dahai exclaimed proudly, holding up his phone.
"Probably just clickbait," Old Xia scoffed, grabbing the phone with a skeptical look.
But the next moment, his pupils widened in shock.
"Ancheng's official account?"
"Second-Tier Reserve Star Professional Position? Once-in-a-decade prodigy? Unparalleled genius?"
"Holy shit! How is this possible? How did you produce such an incredible son?!" Old Xia stared at the phone in disbelief.
Meanwhile, several news headlines were trending across Ancheng and the entire West Mountain Province:
Third-Year High School Student from Ancheng Becomes Second-Tier Reserve Star Practitioner!
Shocking! Once-in-a-Decade Prodigy Emerges at Ancheng Third High School!
Ancheng Third High School—A Prestigious Key High School with a Rich History and Exceptional Faculty—Welcomes Your Applications!
The news reports were often exaggerated, but the significance of a Second-Tier Reserve Star Professional Position was undeniable.
Each year, only a few dozen Reserve Star Professional Cadres were selected across West Mountain Province.
Second-Tier? Even rarer!
Jiang Ye's sudden emergence thrust Ancheng, and particularly Ancheng Third High School, into the eye of a storm.
For the moment, Jiang Ye remained unaware of this.
After several hours of travel, he finally returned to Ancheng.
Ancheng Third High School.
When Jiang Ye entered the Senior Class One classroom,
Instantly,
Nearly everyone in the room simultaneously stopped their cultivation.
Dozens of pairs of eyes turned to stare at Jiang Ye.
The vast classroom fell into an eerie silence.
The next moment, a wave of commotion erupted.
"Jiang Ye's back!"
"A Second-Tier Reserve Star Professional Position? A peerless genius?"
"Is it really him? Could it be someone with the same name?"
"Jiang Ye's only been absent for a few days. Who else could it be?"
"Awesome!!"
"Jiang Ye, you're so cool!"
The hundred-plus students in the class stared at Jiang Ye with fervent excitement.
Jiang Ye had never experienced such a scene before, but his Martial Dao Will was exceptionally firm. He showed no sign of fluster, his face remaining calm as he strode toward his seat.
"Even the way he walks is so cool!"
A few girls started swooning, their eyes glued to him.
Jiang Ye's face darkened. Seriously? Isn't this a bit much?
In that moment, he finally understood the true meaning of "strength is supreme."
He had always had the same face. The only difference now was his status as a Reserve Star Practitioner.
With this title, every move he made seemed to radiate charisma.
Once you achieve fame, great scholars will argue your case.
"Brother Jiang!"
Wang Zi'ang strode over, his voice booming with awe. "I knew it! You really are a fucking dragon!"
Zhao Qingli, her snow-white legs and towering chest on full display, approached Jiang Ye with a smile.
"Congratulations, Jiang Ye," she said. "You've really made a name for yourself this time."
Jiang Ye chuckled. "I owe it all to the class monitor and Brother Wang. Without your support these past few months, I wouldn't be where I am today."
"Hahaha!" Wang Zi'ang laughed. "You still know how to sweet-talk your way out of anything, huh?"
Zhao Qingli asked curiously, "I heard even Lin Yushu didn't succeed this time. How did you manage it?"
"Well..." Jiang Ye scratched his head. "Maybe I just got lucky."
"Bullshit luck!" Wang Zi'ang laughed, scolding him. "You little rascal, you're getting addicted to playing the fool and pulling off surprises, aren't you? You wouldn't suddenly skyrocket to first place on the next monthly exam, would you?"
Zhao Qingli chimed in unexpectedly, "Yeah, who knows? Maybe he'll surpass me next time?"
Jiang Ye shook his head. "I'd love to surpass the class monitor, but I'm still miles away from that."
"You actually want to surpass me?" Zhao Qingli's beautiful eyes widened.
Penglai University.
The core campus consisted of anti-gravity suspended buildings crafted from cosmic alloy, hovering mid-air with a futuristic aura.
Inside one of these white-gold structures, a group of men and women in white robes sat around a conference table.
"The results of this year's Reserve Star Professional Assessments from various provinces and cities have been released," the silver-haired elder at the head of the table announced slowly. "Our primary targets are the high school students who achieved third-tier or higher."
"Third-tier: 232 individuals."
"Fourth-tier: 52 individuals."
"Fifth-tier: 11 individuals."
"Make arrangements immediately. We must secure the fourth-tier and fifth-tier candidates at all costs."
"As for the 232 Third-Tier Reserve Star Practitioners, we must prioritize recruiting the most promising candidates before other universities do," the elder instructed.
The group nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, a red-haired elder at the table raised his hand. "Elder Bai, I have a special request."
(End of the Chapter)
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