The Money-Bringer Has Arrived!

[In September, Limit Martial Hall issued a public announcement declaring Luo Feng dead.]

[After that, Luo Feng's family was inexplicably harassed. You secretly gathered evidence and personally stepped in to stop it.]

[Three months later, Luo Feng emerged from the Ancient Civilization Ruins. After learning the reason and seeing the evidence you had collected, he flew into a rage, stormed their door, and killed the Vulture Couple on the spot.]

[Luo Feng's sudden display of Councilor-level strength shocked not only you, but the entire world...]

[In January 2059, you were invited to attend Luo Feng's inauguration ceremony as Inspector General. After the ceremony, Luo Feng introduced you to a special person.]

[You met Hong for the first time and received guidance from the world's strongest man. Upon returning, you immediately secluded yourself in the gravity room, intending to turn every insight you had gained into the Extinction Spear Technique into actual strength.]

[Three months later, you emerged from seclusion with a helpless expression and learned of the earth-shattering opportunity that had appeared on Mist Island. You cried that you had suffered a huge loss, but after Luo Feng learned you had come out, he sent you a gift.]

[It was a translucent crystal that gave off the fragrance of rice... Luo Feng told you that this treasure, known as Mu Ya Crystals, could directly raise a High War God-level martial artist to the Councilor level.]

[Two months later, you broke through to the Councilor level...]

[Simulation complete!]

"Eh? That Wang Yu guy came too?"

After reviewing the simulation, Yang Wu was somewhat puzzled. He had already guessed Wang Yu's identity after their second transaction ended.

Among those with such status in the HR Alliance, only the Wang Family, one of the nine core families, had that kind of wealth and authority.

Could it be that Elite Training Camp slot Zhou Zhengyong had asked Yang Hui for in the original story—

was meant for him?

Yang Wu shook his head and stopped dwelling on it, turning his attention to the withdrawal selection screen.

[Simulation complete. Please choose.]

[1. Martial arts insights from the past three years.]

[2. Cultivation experiences from the past three years.]

[3. Opportunities from the past three years (random).]

"Option one."

There was no need to think about it. Yang Wu immediately withdrew the martial arts insights.

In an instant, spear technique insights at the artistic conception level surged into him like a raging river.

Artistic conception meant understanding the world and everything within it, then comprehending and integrating that understanding into the techniques one had learned or created.

When executing one's moves, it allowed the mind, will, and body to harmonize, greatly enhancing the power of those moves.

Artistic conception was boundless; it depended on one's personal enlightenment.

If one accumulated enough insight, even seeing a flower bloom, a leaf dance in the wind, or a raindrop splash down...

could spark enlightenment!

Inside the gravity room.

Yang Wu held his spear and practiced the Extinction Spear Technique move by move.

An artistic conception that seemed capable of burning the world to ashes spread continuously through the gravity room with every spear technique he executed.

After finishing the Extinction Spear Technique, Yang Wu left the gravity room drenched in sweat. He replenished his depleted energy, then took a shower.

Just as he was about to return to the gravity room, an elegant ringtone sounded from his phone.

Yang Wu checked his phone and found another unfamiliar spam call.

"Hello? Who is this?" Out of courtesy, Yang Wu still answered it.

"Yang Wu, it's me. You finally answered." Yang Hui's familiar voice came from the other end of the call.

"I'm almost downstairs at your place. Hurry up and open the door for me." With that, Yang Hui hung up.

Yang Wu paused. From Yang Hui's anxious tone, it sounded as though something major had happened.

He went downstairs to open the door for Yang Hui and ushered him into the first-floor reception room.

"What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Yang Wu poured Yang Hui a cup of tea and handed it over. Yang Hui took the cup and drained it in one gulp. After catching his breath, he finally said slowly,

"Someone wants to challenge you!"

"That's it?" Yang Wu was stunned. Did a mere challenge really warrant a dignified Mid-level War God like him being this anxious?

"It's different this time. The one challenging you is Ragnar Gafriel, number one on the Black Dragon Rankings."

Yang Hui shook his head, set down his teacup, and began explaining patiently.

"He's a genius from Su Country. He came to the Elite Training Camp in 2053 and has now held the number one spot on the Black Dragon Rankings for three consecutive months."

"That guy is specifically calling you out for a challenge right now."

"Not interested! I still need to cultivate!" The moment Yang Wu heard that, he lost all interest.

When he had come from Jiangnan Base City to headquarters, especially after signing in for the contract, he had been prepared to face a blizzard.

But he had not expected this classic, overused scenario to happen to him so soon.

Yang Hui was speechless.

Brother, aside from you, was there really anyone who did not know just how famous you had become?

The first time Yang Wu entered the Trial Tower, he achieved a terrifying score of 4.0. The news had quickly spread.

Afterward, driven by curiosity, people investigated Yang Wu's growth history from beginning to end.

Now, Yang Wu had become completely famous.

Not only were major upper-echelon forces discussing Yang Wu, but even the students of the Elite Training Camp and Basic Training Camp were talking about him.

Some even wanted to drag Yang Wu down and rise to the top in one stroke, gaining both fame and fortune.

Yang Hui found Yang Wu's reaction absurd, but he also greatly admired him.

What most people pursued in life was nothing more than fame and fortune.

Yet Yang Wu was not tempted by either. He could endure solitude and spend every day cultivating in the training room. He was talented and still worked this hard; it truly made Yang Hui ashamed of himself.

If it were him, he definitely would not be able to restrain himself at all.

Sure enough, ordinary people were all more or less the same. Geniuses were different.

"Don't take this lightly. That Ragnar Gafriel is not someone to be underestimated."

"I heard he broke through to the fifth level of the Nine Heavy Thunder Blade a few months ago. His body exertion has reached 4.2 times, and he also possesses artistic conception-level movement technique."

"With such strength, I don't know why he hasn't challenged the Trial Tower, but achieving a score of 4.3 should be entirely possible for him!"

"Artistic conception-level movement technique?"

Yang Wu's eyes lit up. His spear technique had only just reached the artistic conception level, while his movement technique was still some distance away from that level.

If he fought Ragnar Gafriel, perhaps he could draw parallels and gain some insight into movement techniques.

However, even if he accepted the challenge, he absolutely could not agree too easily. If the other party did not pay some price, then wouldn't anyone be able to challenge him whenever they wanted—

and leave whenever they wanted?

Besides, Yang Wu felt that things were not that simple. Someone was probably trying to make trouble for him!

"Ten billion Hua Xia currency!"

"Tell him that if he wants to challenge me, he needs to put up ten billion."

"If he wins, the ten billion will be returned to him intact. But if he loses, then the ten billion belongs to me."