The Magic Cultivation Department’s discipline was noticeably higher than that of other majors.
Even before the instructors arrived, everyone had already formed into ranks under the class monitor’s organization.
Although it wasn’t very neat, compared to the scattered formations of nearby majors, it looked much better.
“Hey, classmate, are you from the Magic Cultivation Department too?”
The lead student arranging the formation at the front of the line saw Lin Jiaxin standing off to the side and immediately asked.
Lin Jiaxin nodded upon hearing this, secretly sizing him up.
He wasn’t very tall, but his back was straight, and his voice was full of energy, giving off an indescribable tough-guy vibe.
Especially those resolute eyes—they made you subconsciously want to obey his orders.
“I’m Wu Jing. The teacher sent a message in the group today and asked me to be the acting class monitor. You should’ve seen it, right?”
He smiled at Lin Jiaxin, introduced himself, then pointed to an empty spot in the front row. “There’s a spot right here. You can stand here.”
“No rush.”
Lin Jiaxin shook her head lightly.
She glanced at her watch and then murmured to herself, “Sigh, it’s still too early. The temperature hasn’t even warmed up yet. I wonder if the intensity later will be enough…”
“By the way, monitor, do we have any weight-training gear? I’d like to add twenty kilograms of extra load for myself. Otherwise, I won’t feel anything.”
As she spoke, Lin Jiaxin’s face remained as indifferent as ever.
It was as if adding extra weight was as simple and ordinary as having an extra chicken leg for lunch.
Wu Jing: “……”
Other students standing near Lin Jiaxin: “……”
They were standing close enough to hear her muttering clearly.
That’s insane!
They’d seen people show off, but never this much—and from a girl at that!
‘Wait… this is it, this is exactly that feeling… so good!’
Lin Jiaxin felt the warmth in her lower abdomen surge, excitement bubbling inside her.
Sure enough, the clarity of the Dao Heart gained from an offline manifestation was far superior to an online one.
She felt that posting ten selfies online couldn’t compare to the thrill of putting on a public display of transcendence in front of so many people.
‘Who says this Jiahao is no good? This Jiahao is amazing!’
“…I don’t know.”
Wu Jing was taken aback by Lin Jiaxin’s response, a bit speechless. It took him a moment to recover before he reflexively asked, “University military training is nothing like high school. It’s really tiring. Twenty kilos… can a girl like you really handle it?”
“It’s fine. In high school, my best friend and I used to walk home together all the time. Even when there was a Category 8 typhoon, we’d still run outside. We’d run for more than ten kilometers and only stop when we got home.”
Lin Jiaxin chuckled softly, explaining in a calm tone, as if she had really experienced such storms.
The heat in her Dantian grew stronger, and her public display of transcendence became smoother.
“Pfft…”
“Hahahaha, Category 8 typhoon!”
“Are you serious? Hahaha! You ran outside in a Category 8 typhoon?”
“Wait, don’t you think this girl looks like someone?”
“…?”
The surrounding classmates couldn’t hold it together.
This girl really knew how to bluff!
What did a Category 8 typhoon even mean? With a frame that didn’t weigh a hundred pounds, standing steady would already be a miracle. And she talked about running!
But the class monitor, Wu Jing, managed to keep a straight face.
In his twelve years of school life, he had attended military summer camps every single summer.
One camp, a lifetime of military passion.
And he’d gone twelve times—twelve lifetimes of military passion.
In that time, he’d met all kinds of people, and he’d seen plenty of show-offs.
But a girl who could show off this much? That was a first.
Still, such people usually quieted down once training started.
Wu Jing’s face betrayed nothing, but inwardly he smirked.
He had already decided to go along with Lin Jiaxin for now, set her up so she couldn’t back down, and then enjoy her embarrassment.
‘I was going to look out for you since you’re pretty, try to score some goodwill. But since you want to embarrass yourself, don’t blame me!’
Just as Wu Jing was scheming, he suddenly heard someone yell in surprise.
“Holy crap, I remember! Isn’t this the girl who posted a selfie in the group earlier?”
That person held up their phone high, showing a screenshot—it was the chat where Lin Jiaxin had ‘accidentally’ sent her selfie earlier.
The others, ignoring the formation, hurried over to take a look.
“Yeah, the eyes look exactly the same.”
“I feel like the level of divine lunacy is exactly the same too, you know?”
“Holy crap, it really is! She wasn’t wearing a mask, so I almost didn’t recognize her!”
“There can’t be another divine lunatic like her in our school, right?”
‘You damn brat, why did you have to screenshot that!’
Lin Jiaxin’s face remained calm, but inwardly she glared viciously at that person.
She had already added him to her blacklist!
‘Bastard! Why bring that up in front of so many people? Everyone had almost forgotten! So annoying!’
Her toes were practically digging through her rubber shoes!
But her face still didn’t show the embarrassment or shyness they expected. Instead, she looked confused, as if she didn’t understand why they were reacting so strongly.
She stepped forward to take a look, then nodded and admitted,
“Oh, you mean this? That’s me. Didn’t you recognize me before?”
Lin Jiaxin put on a helpless expression, spreading her hands and continuing,
“I’d love to keep wearing the mask, but the school doesn’t allow anything other than the training uniform. What can you do?”
She even added with a question, “You guys think I looked great in that photo, right? Want me to send you the link to the same outfit?”
Wu Jing and the others imagined themselves wearing that black hoodie and black mask and couldn’t help but shiver, quickly shaking their heads and waving their hands.
“No, no, we don’t have that kind of confidence…”
Lin Jiaxin shrugged upon hearing this, looking a bit regretful. “Alright. I thought I’d found classmates who share my interests… guess I was too excited for nothing.”
“Such a great outfit, and no one appreciates it… Sigh, really a case of ‘alone in my admiration.’”
As she spoke, she slowly tilted her head up at a 45-degree angle toward the sky.
Her entire aura suddenly shifted, and a faint melancholy filled the air around her.
She was truly the most melancholic person of the entire Southwest United Academy of Cultivation…
“……”
But as soon as she said that, everyone couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“Bro… uh, girl, where’s the ‘great’ in that?”
“Why doesn’t anyone appreciate it? Do you really not know? That divine-lunatic outfit—how could a human being even come up with that? Are you an extraterrestrial demon or something?”
“No, seriously, ‘alone in my admiration’… That kind of outfit would make my elementary school classmates laugh. Who in the world would like it?”
‘Heh… others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at them for not seeing through things! My thoughts are becoming clearer by the moment… I’ll just go train like crazy in secret later and crush all you mortals! Then we’ll see who’s laughing!’
Lin Jiaxin sneered inwardly, her face still wearing that indifferent expression, as if the mockery was automatically filtered out and couldn’t even reach her ears.