In Nanjiang Martial Arts University, there were quite a few instructors like Ning An.
And instructors who wanted to gain school contributions.
Then they needed to teach students or go to the Nanjiang battlefield to hunt.
Before, Ning An had been going back and forth between teaching and the battlefield.
He gathered enough resources for his cultivation and had some spare to contribute to his family.
Of course, on the battlefield, Ning An's cultivation level could only be considered a supporting role on the periphery.
Many times, Ning An would just sit and wait for opportunities!
Although this was slow and might not even yield results.
But it was safe!
This was also the reason why Ning An was quite famous in Nanjiang Martial Arts University.
Because Ning An was undoubtedly the most cautious existence on the Nanjiang Martial Arts University battlefield.
Even though some people didn't agree with this approach.
But many others imitated it!
Some even suggested that Ning An give a lecture on battlefield survival for low-level martial artists.
To this, Ning An actually recorded some key points about the battlefield periphery and shared them.
This significantly increased the survival rate of low-level martial artists at Nanjiang Martial Arts University.
Because of this, Ning An had a considerable reputation.
When Ning An asked for a month-long leave, it didn't attract much attention.
Many martial artists would enter seclusion after accumulating a large amount of resources.
In seclusion, Ning An continuously reviewed the path to the Second-Rank.
"Breaking through a thousand units of blood is necessary to reach the First-Rank of Martial Dao!"
"The First-Rank of Martial Dao requires using blood to nurture two hundred and six bones."
"And the Second-Rank of Martial Dao requires using blood to strengthen the five internal organs."
"To step into the Third-Rank, one needs to integrate all the body's strength."
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Ning An muttered softly, deepening his understanding under the talent of "Thick Accumulation and Thin Release."
His blood circulated throughout his entire body!
It flowed continuously through every bone and internal organ.
"Boom!"
As time passed, the blood in Ning An's body circulated more and more smoothly.
Finally, it formed a bloody storm.
At this moment, Ning An's cultivation was also undergoing a transformation.
Third-Rank of Martial Dao, officially reached!
And not only did he reach the Third-Rank, but Ning An's cultivation continued to rise.
It surged all the way to the mid-Third-Rank before finally slowing down.
Thick Accumulation and Thin Release!
Just like the name of his talent, Ning An experienced a cultivation explosion this time.
It only stopped when he reached the late-Third-Rank.
After breaking through, Ning An didn't immediately leave seclusion.
Instead, he used this hard-earned insight to quickly deepen his cultivation.
The Third-Rank of Martial Dao was a watershed!
Many martial artists stopped at the Second-Rank of Martial Dao.
Like Ning An before, it wasn't just him.
Even some talented martial artists were stuck at the Second-Rank.
Once they crossed the realm of the Second-Rank and entered the Third-Rank.
Then their strength would also experience a significant explosion!
Most importantly, the blood at the First-Rank and Second-Rank was very restrained.
However, at the Third-Rank, the blood could protect the body and even flow outward.
In Nanjiang Martial Arts University, only those at the Third-Rank could become instructors.
And truly enjoy the benefits offered by Nanjiang Martial Arts University.
After a full month, Ning An finally emerged from the seclusion chamber.
"Twenty years of cultivation!"
"Finally reached the Third-Rank of Martial Dao."
Ning An felt the sunlight again, and couldn't help but feel a sense of rebirth.
Especially with the arrival of his cheat.
Perhaps he could see some even higher landscapes.
The accumulation of decades in two lifetimes still made Ning An more grounded.
The first thing he did after leaving seclusion was to go to the Dean's office of the Pill Academy.
The competition for staying at the school was fierce.
Even the position of instructor, many people wanted it.
The school had three academies: Battle, Weapon, and Pill.
Just having a Second-Rank cultivation wasn't enough.
Ning An could only choose a different path.
In the end, he chose the Pill industry.
He had already obtained a First-Rank Pill Master license.
This was one of the reasons why he could become an instructor at Nanjiang University.
Now he was a Second-Rank Pill Master.
Unfortunately, Ning An focused most of his energy on cultivation.
Otherwise, becoming a Third-Rank Pill Master wouldn't be a problem.
As he was thinking, Ning An had arrived at the Dean's office.
Dean Jiang He Kang was in school, not having other vice-deans handle some affairs.
This dean was nearly eighty years old, though his hair was white, his face was ruddy.
This was mainly due to his Seventh-Rank Martial Dao cultivation, which provided strong vitality.
Even if he lived another hundred years, it wouldn't be a problem.
"Little An, you're here to report back from leave?!"
Jiang He Kang saw Ning An and spoke kindly with a smile.
Or perhaps he was like this to every junior.
"Dean, I am here to report back from leave!"
"But besides that, I'm also here to register my Third-Rank cultivation and become an instructor."
Ning An spoke respectfully to this dean.
"Third-Rank?!"
"That's great news!"
Jiang He Kang's eyes lit up slightly as he said.
Reaching the Third-Rank at thirty, in another thirty years he could have Fifth-Rank or Sixth-Rank cultivation.
Even the Seventh-Rank wasn't impossible.
He could be considered a pillar of the human race!
Even though he wasn't as good as many geniuses, he was still considered good.