Chapter 72: Making the News?

Chapter 72: Making the News?



"...!"

The trio in the dark alley was stunned by this sudden turn of events, staring dumbfounded at Xue Jing.

"So cool," Yun Qin murmured softly.

Ning Fengwan glared at him with her cat-like eyes widened. "Ah Jing...what are you doing here?"

Xue Jing cleared his throat and rubbed his chin. "Do you think I'd believe it if you said I just happened to be passing by?"

Ning Fengwan rolled her eyes at him. "Stop joking around. Go home. What are you doing wandering around at this late hour?"

Her tone carried a hint of urgency.

Mr. An glanced at her and then at Xue Jing, and a peculiar expression flashed in his crimson slit pupils.

"So that's how it is. The Leader has been staying at this young man's home temporarily."

He shook his head and turned to Ning Fengwan. "Leader, please come with me to the headquarters. There's no point in staying in Qingcheng anymore. Once we reach the headquarters, even the Kangde Corporation won't be able to touch us."

"Once you successfully receive the infinite divine grace of Ananta She Sha, given time, it won't be impossible to even eradicate the Kangde Corporation."

"...!"

Cat shook her head, her voice a soft, youthful feminine tone. "No, I don't want to go."

Mr. An paused, his hand halfway to his sleeve, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

He didn't understand. As the leader of the Dragon Sect, she should be a follower of Ananta She Sha. Now that she knew she could receive Ananta She Sha's blessing, why wouldn't she want to go?

Hmm?

Mr. An turned his head to look at the boy who had just descended from the sky. He paused for a moment, studying the boy's exceedingly handsome face, and then his eyes widened as realization dawned on him.

Ning Fengwan sighed and was about to say something when Mr. An spoke up.

"Leader, you wouldn't want anything to happen to this young man, would you?"

Ning Fengwan: "..."

Yun Qin: "..."

Xue Jing: "..."

Upon hearing this, the other three fell silent.

Yun Qin whispered, "...down there."

Ning Fengwan's cat-like face took on a chilling expression.

"Are you threatening me with him?"

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes and took two steps forward, a dangerous edge to his voice. "I can't pretend I didn't hear that."

Mr. An realized he had said something that could be easily misunderstood and quickly clarified, "It's not a threat. I'm saying that if you, the Leader, continue to stay in Qingcheng and live here with this young man, it's very likely that the Kangde Corporation will find out and implicate him. It's better to come with me to the headquarters."

"...!" This struck a chord with Ning Fengwan.

She scowled and snapped, "If you hadn't come, none of this would have happened! I told you not to look for me for the time being!"

"I never wanted to be the leader of the Dragon Sect in the first place. It was that old man's decision to make me the heir, and now, before he died, he caused such a huge problem!"

"Now you want me to go to the headquarters and receive some divine grace? Go ahead if you want to, but don't involve me!"

Yun Qin shrank back, her small face behind the sunglasses looking innocent and wronged.

Xue Jing had been listening to their conversation. As he didn't know what had happened between the Dragon Sect and Cat, he didn't say much.

After a long silence, Mr. An said, "...Alright, then. We'll leave it at that for today. Leader, if you change your mind, please contact me at any time."

Ning Fengwan remained silent.

Mr. An turned and left the alley. Yun Qin looked at Ning Fengwan, saw that she didn't say anything, and lowered her head in disappointment, following Mr. An dejectedly.

Only one person and one cat remained in the alley.

"...!"

Xue Jing smiled and said gently, "Let's go home, Miss Ning. I'll make some supper for you."

Cat blinked her emerald slit pupils, remained silent for a moment, and then softly replied, "Meow."

...

Early the next morning, Xue Jing woke up and checked his injuries first.

The situation was better than he had expected. All the wounds had scabbed over.

He had thought he would have to rest for a day and stop practicing martial arts, but now it seemed that it wouldn't affect his training.

He threw off the covers, stretched, and looked at the cat sleeping by his side.

He reached out and stroked her cheek.

After returning home yesterday, Xue Jing hadn't asked many questions, and Cat hadn't said much either. They interacted as they usually did.

However, Xue Jing could sense that Cat might be thinking of leaving.

She didn't want to drag him into her troubles.

Originally, because of the divine artifact, she had maintained her cat form, which was inconspicuous, so staying with him hadn't been a problem.

But now that people from the Dragon Sect had found them, her risk of exposure had increased significantly.

"Kangde Security Company..." Xue Jing rubbed his chin.

Security companies were very special entities, and this one had even subtly stepped out of the realm of a typical company.

In this world, for various reasons, high-powered individuals were rampant—martial artists, cyborgs, and even the 'blessed' that Xue Jing had heard about from Wu Youqing. All of these were unstable factors.

With great power came a tendency for violence. With a hammer in hand, everything looked like a nail. With so many powerful individuals roaming the streets, how could they not cause trouble?

Compared to the Earth Xue Jing knew from his previous life, the cost of maintaining order in this world was exorbitantly high.

Official law enforcement was limited. So, what could be done?

It was inevitable that they would seek to make up for it in other ways.

And so, during a particular chaotic period, the official government outsourced a portion of its 'law enforcement' authority to various security companies.

These companies were allowed to organize and develop their own armed forces to assist in maintaining public order.

It's easy to see how frightening it would be to legally possess one's own armed forces, let alone a share of 'law enforcement' powers.

The term 'law enforcement' was almost equivalent to 'governing power'! Even if it was limited, it was still governing power.

During that period, the major security giants began to grow wildly, gradually transforming into enormous entities that sank their roots deep into the nation.

Now, they had become too big to fail.

The thought of having such formidable companies as enemies was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Xue Jing shook his head.

"Forget it, no use thinking about it."

"Training and cultivation, there will always be a way to solve all problems. And if not all, then at least the people causing them."

Xue Jing hardened his heart.

"Damn it, I'll punch these companies to smithereens!"

...

At the Dragon Fist Dojo, in the training room.

Xue Jing was practicing the Shake Armor Technique.

According to the sequence, the move he was practicing today was the 'Blood Training', the most difficult and physically demanding of the five sets of moves.

Like the other Shake Armor moves, the end of each movement culminated in a full-body tremor, known as the True Dragon Shake Armor, causing the blood to boil.

However, today, the feeling he got from practicing was completely different from before.

After transforming his power into the Dragon Concealment Technique, his body seemed to house a dragon, and this 'dragon' felt like another incarnation of himself, making it extremely smooth and fluid to control.

As the power surged within him, his blood was tempered and forged, becoming cleaner and thicker, like liquid mercury.

With each tremor, Xue could feel the 'dragon' growing bigger.

After a long while, having completed all the moves, Xue Jing calmed his boiling blood, his entire body radiating steam that was almost visible to the naked eye, the temperature frighteningly high.

"Huuu—"

He threw a straight punch into the air.

The power, like a dragon, naturally surged into his fist, concentrating at a single point and exploding forth.

The air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistle, with faint dragon roars echoing within. Not far away, the curtains seemed to have been struck by an air punch, denting into a round shape before returning to normal a few seconds later.

"This Blood Training move corresponds to the Shaking Star Fire technique among the Five Great Killing Moves of the Dragon Concealment Fist."

Xue Jing thought.

"By spreading the power from a point to an area, the activated power is injected into the opponent's body and then exploded, breaking their defense. It's a technique specifically used to deal with hardy opponents who have tough membranes."

He threw another punch.

"Huuu—"

The power burst forth, whipping up a strong wind.

"Using the 'Dragon Concealment Power' to strike with this Shaking Star Fire move feels like sending a dragon into the opponent's body to bite them—"

Xue Jing made a strange association.

[You have performed a Shake Armor Technique practice. Fitness Experience +331]



[You have performed a Shake Armor Technique practice. Dragon Concealment Power Experience +367]



After checking his gains by opening the panel, Xue Jing picked up the mist inhaler and began absorbing the medicinal mist.

After a while, footsteps could be heard approaching the training room.

"Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Brother."

Chen Fuguang's voice called out from the corridor.

Xue Jing opened his eyes, removed the mist inhaler, and stepped out of the training room.

In the corridor, Chen Fuguang walked up to him, draped an arm around his shoulder, and said with a mischievous grin:

"Little Junior Brother, you've struck gold."

Xue Jing asked curiously, "How so?"

"Yesterday, you fought and killed that monster at the Ruizhu Hotel and saved that group of second-gens, didn't you?"

Chen Fuguang said, a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Today, our Dragon Fist Dojo received a lot of donations. I checked, and they all came from the parents of those second-gens."

"Master said that this money is your reward and will be credited to your account."

Xue Jing's eyes lit up.

These people were quite considerate, and they knew how to show their gratitude.

"How much is it?" he asked curiously.

Chen Fuguang took out his phone from his pocket and checked.

"Hmm... basically each donation is over a million, and we've received about a dozen so far, totaling over 20 million."

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing's eyebrows rose.

Am I rich now?

Chen Fuguang ruffled his hair and laughed,

"Don't get complacent just because you've made some money. Martial arts training is a huge undertaking, and even a mountain of gold and silver can be spent in no time. Your two thousand may not last long."

"As you progress further into the Five Great Training methods, you'll need medicines for 'nourishing the organs', 'nourishing the essence', and even 'nourishing the mind', and each of them is ridiculously expensive."

"Prepare to bid farewell to your two thousand soon."

Xue Jing's jaw dropped.

The rich practiced martial arts, while the poor...

"By the way, Little Junior Brother, there's one more thing."

Chen Fuguang swiped his phone and then handed it to Xue Jing.

"Take a look at this."

Xue Jing took the phone and looked at the screen.

On the interface was a news article.

[Qingcheng Morning Post]



[17-year-old High School Student Defeats Non-Human Monster with Bare Hands, a Martial Arts Prodigy of Qingda High?]



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(End of Chapter)

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