Chapter 194: Rewards from the Sixth Organization, A Plethora of Divine Relics, and Grudges that Bloc

Chapter 194: Rewards from the Sixth Organization, A Plethora of Divine Relics, and Grudges that Block the Path (4K)



Xue Jing's eyes shone with an intense divine light, and with his impeccable control over the True Martial Physique, spiraling veins of power in the form of dragons emerged all over his body, each taking their rightful place as his flesh, muscles, tendons, and blood worked in perfect harmony. With this, he unleashed his five deadly moves in unison.

A terrifying dragon's roar echoed through the heavens and earth, and as the target of 'Point Strike', Meng Bo Shang felt his body go numb as if struck by lightning, immobilizing him momentarily.

Although he managed to break free from the 'hard control' with his strong mental will in just an instant, that fleeting moment was enough for Xue Jing to close the distance of several dozen meters and pounce on him.

A pale golden dragon energy emanated from Xue Jing's right arm, taking the form of a dragon that opened its jaws wide. With a spiraling force that seemed capable of piercing through anything, it rushed towards Meng Bo Shang.

Along the way, the air was set into motion, creating spiraling ripples that emitted sharp, piercing sounds.

For this particular 'Point Strike', Xue Jing chose to use his hand in a 'piercing hand' posture instead of a clenched fist.

With a smaller area of impact, the piercing force was significantly enhanced, but this also meant that the counterforce acting on his body was immensely increased.

Meng Bo Shang's eyes narrowed as he focused, his expression turning serious.

He extended his two hands, larger than fan palms, and brought them together to form a tiger's bite, aiming to counter Xue Jing's piercing hand.

Just as their attacks were about to connect, Meng Bo Shang's hands twisted against the spiraling motion of Xue Jing's hand, causing the air to twist like stirred sugar water, forming a viscous spiral ripple.

From a distance, Li Qi and the others witnessed a blinding golden light explode from the center of their clasped hands, obscuring their figures.

Soon after, countless thin, pale golden spiral air currents shot out from the golden light, resembling sparks that scattered in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the grassy terrain was riddled with deep pits, and several distant trees were pierced and shredded by the relentless barrage of air currents, turning them into sawdust.

Although Li Qi and the other two were standing at a distance of nearly a hundred meters, they were still within the range of the air currents.

Meng Qing Jiao's expression turned cold, and her figure flashed as she moved in front of Li Qi and Zong Shi Chan, her hands outstretched, legs slightly bent, assuming a boxing stance.

A pale golden spiral air current shot towards her, but with a deft movement of her hand, she deflected it aside with ease.

Countless air currents that followed were similarly redirected, displaying her profound skill in the application of gentle force.

As the tempest of air currents finally subsided, the golden light also faded, revealing the two combatants in the center.

Xue Jing remained frozen in the posture of having thrust out his piercing hand.

Meng Bo Shang, on the other hand, had used his massive hands to firmly grasp Xue Jing's wrists.

On Meng Bo Shang's chest, where Xue Jing's piercing hand had aimed, there was a spiral-shaped hole in his clothes, revealing his steel-like pecs.

If someone were standing behind him, they would notice a similar spiral-shaped hole in the back of his clothes, as if he had been pierced through, yet he remained uninjured.

"Indeed, Big Brother Meng," Xue Jing sighed in admiration.

After that strike, he had a much clearer understanding of the vast gap between his pure martial arts prowess and that of Meng Bo Shang.

'Point Strike' was currently his most powerful martial arts move, representing the pinnacle of his martial arts prowess.

Yet, Meng Bo Shang had effortlessly blocked it with his bare hands, resulting in nothing more than a hole in his clothes.

Although Xue Jing had not utilized the Twin Birth Power for a double output boost, he felt that even if he had, the outcome would not have been much different.

Meng Bo Shang excelled in the Five Major Techniques and stood on the verge of ascending to the rank of Grandmaster. Based on the Martial Arts Association's grading scale, his proficiency would equate to a Professional Nineth Degree Black Belt.

There was an immense gap in raw power between Xue Jing and Meng Bo Shang.

Only by unleashing all his divine skills, including Twin Shadow Flame Imprinting and Dragon Horn, would he have a chance of defeating Meng Bo Shang.

But that would defeat the purpose of this sparring match.

"... " Meng Bo Shang's expression remained unchanged, but he reached out and patted Xue Jing's shoulder in an apparent gesture of praise.

"Are you alright, Xiao Jing?" Li Qi asked as he wheeled his chair closer, examining Xue Jing for any signs of injury before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, Master. I'm fine," Xue Jing reassured him with a smile.

Li Qi's confusion grew. "That's strange... With your current physical strength, you should not have been able to withstand the 'Point Strike'."

"Did I misjudge your potential?" Zong Shi Chan added.

Meng Qingjiao and Meng Bo Shang also approached at that moment.

The little girl threw herself into Xue Jing's arms, exclaiming, "Master, you're so amazing!"

Xue Jing ruffled her hair affectionately. "It's your Uncle Meng who's amazing."

Meng Qing Jiao moved to stand beside Xue Jing, reaching out to touch various parts of his body to check for any injuries.

Due to Meng Bo Shang's presence, Xue Jing instinctively evaded her touch on more sensitive areas, laughing, "I'm fine, Senior Sister."

"..." Meng Qingjiao withdrew her hand, her expression cold as she nodded slightly.

"...' Meng Bo Shang's face twitched slightly upon witnessing this interaction.

Li Qi spoke up, "Let's call it a day here. Xiao Jing just used Point Strike, and we can't rule out the possibility of any hidden injuries. It's best he gets some rest."

With Li Qi's decision, no one objected.

The group had arrived in a large black SUV, which belonged to the eldest senior brother, Meng Bo Shang.

However, the one driving was not him but Meng Qingjiao.

Perhaps due to her father, Meng Bo Shang, staring at her from the passenger seat, Meng Qingjiao didn't drive as wildly as she usually did in her dark red convertible. Instead, she drove steadily and cautiously, like a seasoned, careful driver, surprising Xue Jing.

"By the way, Master, I haven't seen Chen Shi Xiao in a while."

Xue Jing, sitting in the backseat, casually inquired about the fifth senior brother, Chen Fuguang, as he gently pressed on Zong Shi Chan's head to prevent her from climbing onto his lap.

The last time Xue Jing saw Chen Fuguang was when he had just returned to Qing Cheng.

Although Chen Fuguang was busy before, they would still meet every two or three days. This time, however, it had been too long.

"Old Five took on a commission from the official Qing Cheng government. He's currently working on something for them," Li Qi explained.

"There's a nondisclosure agreement in place, so even I can't tell you the details."

"It's not just him. Recently, all the notable martial artists and dojos in Qing Cheng have taken on official government commissions. It seems they're looking for something."

Xue Jing could guess what the officials were searching for and nodded, "I see."

"Master, I really get carsick. I won't feel dizzy if you hold me..." Zong Shi Chan pouted and tried to climb onto Xue Jing's lap.

Xue Jing pressed her forehead with a finger, preventing her from getting too close, "Behave."

At that moment, Meng Bo Shang's phone rang.

He took out his phone and glanced at it, his expression shifting slightly. Then, he reached out and tapped twice on the car's central control panel.

"...' Upon hearing this, Meng Qingjiao immediately stepped on the brakes, bringing the car to a gentle halt.

Xue Jing found this intriguing.

The father and daughter had their own unique way of communicating. Meng Qingjiao couldn't speak due to a childhood incident, and Meng Bo Shang chose to remain silent so his daughter wouldn't feel like he was different from her.

Xue Jing had initially thought this would be inconvenient, but now it seemed their method of communication was more efficient than speaking.

Meng Bo Shang opened the car door, bent down, and got out from the passenger seat. He walked to the rear window.

Li Qi lowered the window, confusion evident on his face, "What's going on?"

"...' Meng Bo Shang silently handed his phone to Li Qi.

After taking a look, Li Qi narrowed his eyes, "...They're spending a lot."

He waved his hand, "Go ahead."

Meng Bo Shang nodded and, with a slight blur, disappeared from sight.

"Master, where did Big Brother Meng go?" Xue Jing asked curiously.

Li Qi closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, "A ruling member of the Qing Cheng government just gave him a commission, the same one we were just talking about."

"Your Big Brother Meng charges a high price. The government doesn't usually seek him out for minor matters."

"But now, not only have they sought him out, but they've also offered double the usual price. It seems they're really desperate."

Xue Jing thought for a moment and asked, "How much is it?"

Li Qi smiled and held up his hand, showing six fingers.

"Six thousand?" Xue Jing was surprised.

Li Qi nodded, confirming his guess.

"Earning six thousand with one commission... Even without the double pay, it's still three thousand per commission." Xue Jing calculated.

"Master Meng must be very busy, then."

He recalled the last time he had received a commission at the Rui Zhu Hotel, where he had killed the cockroach monster. He had received a total of twenty million in thanks from the second-generation parents. But that had been unexpected income, and the actual commission fee had only been around one hundred thousand.

Yet, Master Meng earned in one commission what Xue Jing had earned during a stroke of good luck...

Li Qi smiled and waved his hand, "It's not as good as you think.

"At Big Brother Meng's level, the commissions he receives are extremely challenging. Sometimes, one commission can take him over a month to complete. So, it's not that easy to earn that money."

"Also, now you should understand the insane amount of resources we old martial artists consume, right?"

Xue Jing nodded.

Before, when he was cultivating the dirty stage, he had to take Long Lei San pills, which cost over thirty million Yuans per day. Even with the two hundred million he had received, it would only last him about two months.

And although he had activated the Dragon Horn and no longer needed Long Lei San, he had started cultivating the Yellow Granny Technique, which meant his stash of money was being spent again.

This time, the cost was even higher as he needed to build the Five Zang Shrines to nurture the Sacred Fetus, and the types of medicines required were diverse and changed with each stage.

Now, it could still be managed with just a few hundred thousand yuan a day, but in the future, the required medicines will become rarer and the expenses will be even more outrageous...

If it weren't for Xu Ren selling the body of the Sky Thief leader and transferring the money to him a few days ago, Xue Jing would probably be scrambling for ways to make money by now.

Currently, his little stash had a balance of a little over 30 million yuan.

"One of the main reasons why us old martial artists are declining is because of this." Li Qi sighed.

"The really powerful old martial artists basically spent a fortune to get to where they are, the cost-effectiveness is just too low... Spending the same amount of money on Exotics or Neo-martial artists would yield at least twenty to thirty times the pure combat strength."

"Take your eldest senior brother here as an example, don't look at how much he earns, he actually spends more than he makes, he can't even save any money..."

...

Upon returning to the Hidden Dragon Dojo, Xue Jing went straight to the training room and practiced the Yellow Granny Technique for a few more hours.

[You practiced the Yellow Granny Technique once, Health Experience +688]



[You practiced the Yellow Granny Technique once, True Martial Experience +671]



[Health Lv10 (6778/?) ]



[True Martial Lv1 (3368/10000)]



After taking a look at his panel, Xue Jing slowly exhaled.

"The experience points for Health are almost maxed out, but there's still no trigger for the skill enhancement conditions."

"It can't be that this skill can't be enhanced, right...?"

Xue Jing scratched his head, stood up, changed out of his training clothes, and left the training room to head home.

It was already past 5 pm at this point, and the sky was growing dark.

He walked out of the dojo and onto the street, intending to hail a taxi.

But after checking his panel, he realized that his Running experience was at (7911/8000) and only a little bit away from leveling up.

After thinking about it, Xue Jing took a step forward and nimbly began to run across the rooftops, easily navigating the buildings with just a few leaps and bounds, moving much faster than he would have on the road.

After about twenty minutes, Xue Jing returned to his apartment in the western district of the city, having run all the way from the eastern district.

[Running upgraded to Lv10 (117/ ?)]



"Done, another Lv10 skill." Xue Jing nodded, feeling a sense of satisfaction, as if he were collecting stamps in a passport.

Before he could fully appreciate the changes that came with Lv10 Running, his phone started ringing in his pocket.

Xue Jing took it out and saw that it was Xu Ren calling.

He answered the call with a tap.

"Hello, Captain Xu Ren?" Xue Jing said with a smile.

"Don't call me that, Captain Xue, your rank is much higher than mine now." Xu Ren's calm voice came through the receiver.

"Ah, come on, I told you not to be so formal. Only call me that in front of others, just be like we used to be when we're alone." Xue Jing said.

"Alright, enough of that. I have a good piece of news and a bad piece of news for you, which one do you want to hear first?" Xu Ren said.

"Oh?" Xue Jing thought for a moment, then said, "Then I'll hear the good news first."

"The rewards from the Organization have been decided."

Xue Jing's spirit was immediately lifted. "Divine Relics?"

"Yes... and a lot of them." Xu Ren said.

"【GOD-652: Five Emperor Coins】【GOD-662: Clean Freak's Treasure】【GOD-1399: Cauldron of Boiled Happiness】【GOD-1474: Eraser】..."

Xu Ren recited eight Divine Relic serial numbers and names one after another.

Xue Jing grew more and more excited as he listened.

Eight Divine Relics... that's 4,000 Divinity!

"Since your request was simply to study them for a period of time, and your contribution was significant, the Organization did their best to gather all the Divine Relics they could spare in a short period of time."

Xue Jing calmed his fluctuating emotions and asked, "Then, what's the bad news?"

Xu Ren's tone turned strange. "During the final approval process, someone from the Logistics Department refused to stamp the paperwork, saying that they 'had not received notification of a large-scale Divine Relic deployment.' As a result, those Divine Relics are stuck in limbo."

Xue Jing's expression remained calm.

"Even if he doesn't stamp it, as long as it's reviewed again, I'll eventually get the reward... but it'll take time."

"It could be as quick as a dozen or twenty days, or as long as several months... These Divine Relics are on loan with a time limit, and if it takes too long, by the time they reach me, there might not be much time left to study them."

Xue Jing's voice was devoid of emotion. "Who is that person?"

Xu Ren paused before replying, "His surname is Zhu, and his name is Zhu Xuanli."

"He's a direct descendant of the Zhu family, one of the Thirteen Great Houses."

Xue Jing slowly closed his eyes.

Divinity was the foundation of his growth—an essential element for his panel.

By hindering his access to Divinity, they were striking at his roots.

This was a grudge that blocked his path.

...

(End of Chapter)

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