Huang Yilong held a cigarette between his lips and looked at Xu Zhiming.
"Your academic grades are pretty good. You should know the relationship between the Starry Myriad Races and Great Xia."
"Some races are mortal enemies, while others have relationships of cooperation and competition."
"But that isn't absolute either. Between races, interests usually came first."
"As the best university in Great Xia, Divine Martial University naturally came into contact with Foreign Races. From time to time, Foreign Races even went to Divine Martial University for exchanges."
"They called it an exchange, but in reality, it was combat—sounding out the potential of each side's new generation."
Xu Zhiming nodded and asked another question.
"Is there anything else?"
Li Tianjian shook his head.
"There are also some perfectly ordinary rules. For example, you can't join forces that conflict with Wind Thunder Martial Hall. If you see anyone from the Wheel Turning Cult, kill them on sight."
"Our True King Wind Thunder has a deep blood feud with the Wheel Turning Cult!"
Xu Zhiming gave a hum and did not continue asking.
According to the textbooks, the Wheel Turning Cult was no good, much like certain evil cults on Blue Star.
But what the Wheel Turning Cult did was far more frenzied than those cults.
They had once sacrificed the people of an entire city to some so-called god.
Some geniuses had also been assassinated by the Wheel Turning Cult and used as sacrifices.
"Do you have the agreement? Let me take a look first."
Li Tianjian nodded. He had prepared this thing long ago.
He said somewhat awkwardly,
"We know that your strength is already not far from that of a King-level Heavenly Talent."
"The higher-ups asked me to ask you: was the Thunderbolt you used to supplement the Martial Dao