Chapter 162: Bottomless Well
Every few years, a genius would appear in the Mystical Qilin Sect. It wasn’t unusual for the sect to select only the best candidates. Yet, once every few centuries, an unrivalled genius like Yan Ping would appear. Witnessing Anji at work was mind-blowing. Even if they already knew the child was their sect leader’s successor, Anji’s speed of growth astounded them. More importantly, those glowing eyes reminded them of something from a distant past.
’Was her eyes glowing?’ Researcher Xi asked telepathically.
Those molten golden pools of amber were a sign of spiritual cultivation unique to those with the gift of sight. However, Anji seemed unaware of the phenomenon. The defining criterion that sets apart talented individuals from their successors is their ability to peer into the future. There were few sages recorded in their history books. Every sage was different and weird in their ways. However, one thing was common about any sage. They could harness a different sort of cultivation. The monks from Shaolin produced the most sages, but they kept their methods a secret.
An otherworldly aura enveloped Anji while she studied and absorbed the new knowledge like a thirsty sponge. Although many researchers in the Academic Central rivalled her curiosity, many had a limit to how much information they could process. Learning was akin to eating. Everyone’s stomach had a limit and would require time to digest everything before filling it up again. However, there was no such limit for Anji. The girl’s aptitude was scary as her mind was like a bottomless well. If there was a limit to her knowledge threshold, it was way more than any senior researcher they knew. Some would even think it was an inhuman ability to continuously grow in understanding so continuously. It was like Anji’s mind constantly had one foot in the academic zone. Her ability to shift focus seamlessly was a skill like no other.
’Keep this a secret until the sect leader makes an announcement,’ Senior Researcher Mo replied telepathically.
Allowing Anji to develop her understanding further with a single hint, the short hour dragged on to three.
By the time Anji was finally finished, and the golden glow disappeared from her eyes, both researchers had already cleaned up most of the lab and prepared a decent space to eat lunch. Aunt Wine’s food was mostly cold, and the lunch hour was long past. Anji’s mind might be full of new knowledge, but her stomach was empty and unhappy.
Growl!
The loud sound startled Anji the most as the smell of reheated food wafted towards her.