**Title: The Fury of Aishwarya and Aryan's Breakthrough**
Inside Rudrapur Academy, there was a luxurious area where approximately 100 houses stood, each resembling a grand palace. This opulent enclave was reserved exclusively for fourth-year students, who were all exceptionally powerful. Even the weakest among these students had reached the peak of Martial Spirit Gathering Level 2, while the strongest stood at the pinnacle of Martial Spirit Gathering Level 3. Only the top geniuses among the fourth-year students were granted the privilege of residing in these magnificent homes. At this moment, in the most lavish house within this prestigious area, a girl was visibly seething with rage.
The girl, Aishwarya, was trying repeatedly to calm herself, but her anger refused to subside. In a fit of fury, she shouted, "How dare that boy disturb me during my studies? I'll make sure he pays for this!" Overcome with rage, she hurled a flower vase onto the floor, shattering it into pieces. The sight of the broken vase only fueled her anger further, and she stomped on the fragments in frustration. Her fury was so intense that it seemed she wouldn't spare the student who had disrupted her studies. That student was none other than Aryan, who was completely unaware that he had incurred Aishwarya's wrath.
Eventually, Aishwarya managed to rein in her anger and went to the washroom in her house to freshen up. However, even after emerging, the anger was still evident on her face. Just then, her house's door suddenly swung open, and a 16-year-old girl appeared before her. The younger girl said, "Aishwarya, you look absolutely furious today! Who's the unfortunate soul that dared to anger you? Whoever it is, they're doomed! You have to tell me about this person so I can teach them a lesson myself!"
Hearing the girl's words, Aishwarya greeted her respectfully, saying, "Oh, Young Miss, what brings you here?" The younger girl, visibly annoyed, snapped, "Aishwarya, how many times have I told you not to call me 'Young Miss'? You're not only older than me but also one of the most talented youths in this country. It doesn't suit you to address someone younger like that. Call me by my name, understood?"
Aishwarya nodded and said, "Alright, Lavanya." Lavanya Rathore was the only daughter of the Rathore family's leader. Raised with immense love and indulgence since childhood, she had grown up to be quite stubborn, often making impulsive and misguided decisions—a trait that would become evident later in the story.
Lavanya pressed Aishwarya, "So, tell me, what ruined your mood?" Aishwarya explained, "You know I went to the student library to study today. While I was focused, a boy kept interrupting me, and that's why I'm so angry. I don't know his name or where he lives, or I'd have already taught him a lesson!"
Lavanya burst into laughter and said, "Aishwarya Di, why do you get so upset over such small things? You shouldn't let these trivial matters bother you, got it?" Aishwarya nodded, but her anger showed no signs of abating. Seeing this, Lavanya continued, "Alright, I get that the boy made you mad, but you can't find him on your own. Why don't we team up, track him down, and give him a proper lesson?"
Aishwarya's face lit up with a dangerous glint, revealing her excitement at the prospect. Meanwhile, oblivious to Aishwarya and Lavanya's plotting, Aryan had calmed himself and decided to begin practicing the techniques for Martial Spirit Gathering Level 1. With this thought, he entered the space of his Heavenly Library and picked up the book containing the perfect techniques for Martial Spirit Gathering Level 1. He opened the book and began reading intently.
"The human body is a temple, and it must be strengthened with the energy of heaven and earth. As the body grows stronger, so does the person," the book stated. As Aryan read this line, something extraordinary happened. All the spiritual energy in the surrounding environment began converging toward his room. The energy swirled rapidly around his body, but Aryan, engrossed in the book, remained unaware of it.
"Cultivation is the path to immortality. If one cannot achieve immortality, they shouldn't cultivate at all," the book continued. As Aryan read on, the spiritual energy outside his body spun at an incredible speed, covering a radius of one kilometer. Eventually, the energy began seeping into his body through his pores, strengthening his skin, muscles, blood, and bones.
Soon, a rumbling sound emanated from Aryan's body, as if thunder were crackling within him. The sound grew louder, and after a while, a noise like an egg cracking rang out. Aryan felt as though he had shattered some invisible shackle within his body. With that, he officially stepped into the realm of cultivation, becoming a cultivator at the first stage of Martial Spirit Gathering Level 1.
His progress didn't stop there. Within moments, he advanced to the second stage, then the third, and continued until he reached the peak of Martial Spirit Gathering Level 1. Still within the Heavenly Library, Aryan realized he had become a cultivator and was overjoyed. He opened his eyes and shouted in excitement, but his room was in such an isolated location that no one—not even an ant—could hear him. His enthusiasm soon waned, as there was no one to share his triumph with.
Looking at his body, Aryan was shocked to see a black layer coating his skin. Initially confused, he soon realized it was the impurities expelled from his body during his breakthrough. Disgusted, he rushed to the washroom and scrubbed himself clean. After dressing, Aryan, thrilled at reaching Martial Spirit Gathering Level 1, decided to treat himself but quickly realized he had no gold coins. Disappointed, he glanced outside and noticed it was already 8:00 PM. Feeling hungry, he left his room and headed toward the academy's mess hall, knowing an empty stomach wouldn't let his mind work properly.
On his way, Aryan spotted a wall he had seen the previous day, where students were punching it to test their strength, reacting with joy or disappointment based on the displayed number. Curious, Aryan decided to try it himself. Approaching the wall, he examined it but realized his current strength wasn't enough to gauge its properties. Undeterred, he threw a powerful punch, expecting a number to appear. To his shock, nothing happened. Confused, he wondered how his punch, now backed by his cultivator strength, could yield no result.
Determined, Aryan decided to use his spiritual energy. He circulated the energy within his body, channeling it into his right hand, and struck the wall with a punch infused with spiritual power. The wall trembled violently, vibrating for a long time before finally stabilizing. When a number appeared, Aryan was stunned. He had never imagined that his peak Martial Spirit Gathering Level 1 strength could produce such a terrifying result.
When Aryan saw that number, he was truly astonished. The numbers displayed on the wall in front of him were extraordinary. The wall showed a figure of four tons. For Aryan, this was no ordinary matter because, just that day, he had read books related to cultivation. From those books, he had learned that when a person reaches Level 1, their strength is only 10 kilograms, and even if they reach the peak of Level 1, their strength only amounts to 40 kilograms. When a cultivator advances to Martial Spirit Level 2, their strength at the initial stage is merely 60 kilograms, and upon reaching the final stage, it becomes 90 kilograms. As for Level 3, the strength reaches 200 kilograms; Level 4, 300 kilograms; and Level 5, 400 kilograms. At Level 6, the strength becomes one ton, and at Level 7, it reaches an astounding 100 tons. Other details could be discussed later, but here, his strength had directly reached four tons! This was truly an unbelievable phenomenon, something no one could easily believe. Even Aryan himself was reluctant to believe it, but since it had happened right before his eyes, he had no choice but to accept it, albeit unwillingly.
Aryan even suspected that the wall in front of him might be faulty. However, the chances of the wall being defective seemed negligible to him because it wasn't some technical device that could malfunction. Therefore, Aryan finally chose to believe the numbers shining before his eyes, as he had no other option.
Now that Aryan had witnessed the peak strength of his Martial Spirit Level 1, he began walking toward the mess because, after all, he still needed to eat. He also knew he had to dive back into cultivation afterward. With these thoughts in mind, he steadily made his way toward the mess. At the same time, he couldn't stop wondering whether the numbers displayed on the wall were true or false. He still hadn't fully come to terms with what he had seen. Nevertheless, he decided not to dwell on it too much for now.
What will happen next in Aryan's life? Stay tuned with *I Can Learn Anything* to find out!