Became a Big Boss in the World of Immortality, and Returned to High School as a Transfer Student

Jiang Chi, the former king of immortal cultivation, is now a transfer student in the second year of high school. On his first day back at school, he drew the Qingxin talisman on the ancient Chinese silent writing paper, and the Chinese teacher gave him a perfect score overnight. The next day in physical education class, he "accidentally" stepped on the track and cracked it. The construction team dug out a front-facing Feng Shui formation from the ground. On the third day, he used a wok in the cafeteria to make Bigu Pill. After that day, the school's average score on the monthly exam soared by twenty. The dean went crazy and chased him to ask for secrets. Jiang Chi looked at the math paper in his hand and fell into deep thought for the nth time - he could recite the ratio of the Foundation Establishment Pills by heart, but why didn't this analytic geometry follow the five elements? At the same time, Lin Zhiwei, the academic god who ranked second in the overall examination, blocked him for the umpteenth time. "Jiang Chi," she pushed up her glasses, which reflected the scientific light, "can you demonstrate the parabola formula you used to attach to the basketball with your 'spiritual power' last time? I suspect it broke aerodynamics." Jiang Chi: "... This is just an ordinary shot." "No," Lin Zhiwei opened his notebook, which was densely packed with observation data about him. "According to my calculations, an ordinary shot will not cause the basketball to rotate 720 degrees before landing, and it will accurately hit the newly purchased wig of the Dean of Academic Affairs." Jiang Chi fell silent. He suddenly felt that compared to the thunder tribulation, the problem of "how to cultivate immortality scientifically on a materialist campus" was a little more difficult.