Chapter 8: Women Will Only Hinder My Cultivation Speed

After Ivan said this, the loli voice didn't appear again.

"Let me make this clear. Your grandfather said that you're also under my care. If you don't want me to be cruel to you in the future..."

Just as Ivan was speaking, he felt a sudden dizziness.

In the next moment, he found himself in a corridor.

The place that came into view was very similar to an ancient-style inn. It was entirely made of wooden materials.

This was Ward One!

As expected, threats were the only way to deal with this mischievous little loli.

This also proved that this little loli could control this hospital.

"Each door in these wards corresponds to a different level of strength. You can only open it when you reach that stage. Also... my name is Lashay!"

After hearing Lashay's words, Ivan looked at the wards.

He saw that only one doorplate was emitting light. It said:

Ninth Stage of Tribulation Cultivator.

Ivan took a deep breath. He definitely had to enter this hospital ward at a time like this.

But the people inside were beyond his imagination.

Even those lunatics outside were considered to have mild symptoms.

What about the people inside then!?

Although he was very reluctant, this was definitely a necessary procedure.

So, Ivan reached out and opened the wooden door in front of him.

The scene inside made Ivan freeze.

He saw an old man wearing a white Daoist robe leaning against the bed, flipping through a book.

Other than a bed, there was also a desk in the room. The paintings and calligraphy on it seemed to be the old man's work.

"Hello," Ivan said tentatively.

"Fellow cultivator, greetings." The old man smiled faintly and returned his gaze to the book.

This seemed quite normal, but Ivan, who had been deceived before, didn't think he was normal.

At this moment, a line of words also appeared above the old man's head:

"Treatment Progress: 0%"

It seemed that he had to treat this old man, but how was he supposed to do that?

With doubts in his heart, Ivan asked tentatively, "Why are you in this place?"

After hearing this, the old man laughed as if it was a matter of course. "Of course, it's because I'm sick."

???

Three question marks appeared above Ivan's head.

Was this considered being sick? Didn't they say that lunatics wouldn't admit that they were sick?

"May I ask what illness you have?" Ivan thought for a moment and continued to ask.

"It's just a simple mental problem. I went astray while cultivating." The old man put down the book in his hand, stood up, and said.

"Why did you go astray?"

"Because... because when I was cultivating, I suddenly saw a pig flying in the sky. That pig dared to glare at me with an arrogant expression!!"

When he said this, Morgan's emotions suddenly became agitated. He clenched his fists with a gnashing sound, and his entire body trembled.

Ivan: "..."

A pig's expression was arrogant?

This person is really sick...

Ivan shook his head and began to think about how to treat this person.

"You don't believe me?" Suddenly, Morgan walked up to Ivan, staring straight at him.

"Uh... it's not that I don't believe you."

"You actually don't believe me!!!"

Morgan reached out and grabbed Ivan's black hoodie, shaking him violently.

At this moment, Ivan panicked. He reached out and pushed hard. Morgan didn't resist at all and fell to the ground.

Treatment progress: 1%.

This works!?

Suddenly, Ivan felt a pure spiritual energy enter his body.

This wasn't foreign spiritual energy, but it had directly transformed into his own spiritual energy.

He could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in his body had doubled!!

At this moment, he understood. As long as the treatment progress continued to increase, his spiritual energy would also increase accordingly.

And with only one percent treatment progress, it had already increased by so much!!

Ivan's eyes lit up with surprise.

Isn't this too awesome?

He could increase his strength without cultivating. All he needed to do was to continuously increase the treatment progress!!

Just then, Morgan shook his head. "Oh right, I seem to be mentally ill. I need to get treatment."

After saying this, Morgan stood up, lay back down on the bed, and picked up the book.

Ivan: "..."

It's better not to communicate rashly for now. I need to think of a way.

Otherwise, if he acts up like that again, it's really scary...

Thinking of this, Ivan had an idea and then exited the madman's asylum.

Back in his room, he was at a loss.

How to treat mental illness, this is a big problem. There doesn't seem to be any medicine in there...

Forget it, I'll go to the academy library tomorrow to go through some materials.

...

The next day, Ivan changed into his school uniform and went to school for class.

Leonard immediately approached Ivan.

"You really made a big splash yesterday!! I heard that Johnson, that guy, was lying down for half a day before he could barely stand up."

Ivan just nodded without saying anything.

He wasn't concerned about Johnson right now. The asylum was more troublesome.

"Hey, Ivan!! Why do you look so listless? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Leonard walked beside Ivan and asked curiously.

Sleep well?

He had been thinking about the asylum all night. How could he sleep well?

However, Ivan just shook his head lightly. "Nothing, I'm just thinking about something."

Now, the spiritual energy in his body had reached twice its original amount.

But he still didn't know what the cultivator's levels were.

He had to ask Lashay about this tomorrow.

However, Ivan had truly felt the benefits of being a cultivator.

Although ability users seemed to possess powerful abilities with different talents, they could only be proficient in one aspect.

But cultivators were completely different!!

As long as they had spiritual energy in their bodies, cultivators could do anything that ability users could do.

The only thing they couldn't do was use ability power.

Nowadays, many technologies relied on abilities. He wondered if spiritual energy would work.

However, in most people's minds, cultivators were just legendary beings from long ago. They didn't exist in reality at all.

Today was the day when the academy opened up club activities for selection.

Every year at this time, the number of students in the Wind and Rain Square would increase.

At this moment, Ivan followed Leonard to the Wind and Rain Square. When he looked over, it was packed with people!

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the rows of fair and tender thighs under the short skirts.

"Ivan!! Look, that club seems to have more girls. Let's join that club!!"

At this moment, Leonard quickly put his arm around Ivan's shoulder and wanted to walk towards the place where the girls were gathering.

This was Leonard's usual routine. If it were any other time, Ivan would be quite interested.

But now, he had more important things to do.

"Forget it, let's come back tomorrow. I'm going to the library now." Ivan frowned slightly and was about to leave.

"Are you sure you don't want to go?"

"No, women will only hinder my cultivation speed." Ivan righteously refused.

"Alright! Then I'll go by myself. If you follow me, you're a pig!"

Leonard walked towards the club.

Ivan curled his lips in disdain.

How could such things be more important than cultivation?

Just as he was about to leave, Ivan saw a sign next to the club Leonard had gone to: Psychology Club.

Psychology Club? Isn't that a way to treat mental illness?

"Hey!! Wait, I've discovered that women can increase my cultivation speed!!"