This was a document the secretary had just delivered. It showed that fourth-tier exotic beasts had appeared in the central region of Falling Leaf Forest.
There might even be a fifth-tier exotic beast there.
How was that possible?
Falling Leaf Forest generally had, at most, third-tier exotic beasts. Fourth-tier ones had never appeared before, much less fifth-tier ones.
Fourth-tier exotic beasts had already developed intelligence, and their strength was formidable, comparable to the Martial Ancestor Realm of human martial artists.
Fifth-tier ones were equivalent to the Martial King Realm.
In the entire Modu Base, the highest cultivation level belonged only to him, the chairman of the Martial Arts Association, who was in the Martial Ancestor Realm.
If they encountered a fourth-tier beast, they could still maneuver around it.
But if they faced a fifth-tier exotic beast, even if they mobilized every last one of them, they would be unable to kill it and might even be wiped out to the last man!
This was a very serious situation. The military had to be notified.
Just as he was pondering these matters, the door was rudely shoved open.
A figure stormed in like a gust of wind and rain.
Mo Wuqiong frowned deeply and looked unhappily toward the doorway.
Who was this?
So rude?
Not only had he entered without knocking, he had not even offered a greeting.
How did the association have someone with such poor manners? It seemed he needed to give them a proper dressing-down.
"Chairman, something terrible has happened!"
When Mo Wuqiong heard Zhang Xiaofeng's words, he nearly exploded.
What did he mean, something terrible had happened to the chairman?
Wasn't he sitting here perfectly fine? What could possibly have happened to him?
"Zhang Xiaofeng, speak properly, or I'll send you to guard the front gate!"
Zhang Xiaofeng also realized his words were ambiguous. With an embarrassed laugh, he said, "Chairman, please allow me to organize my thoughts and say it again!"
"A talent! I discovered a talent—the kind who can kill enemies across a major realm!"
"Oh?"
Mo Wuqiong's interest was immediately piqued. Even his tightly furrowed brows relaxed somewhat. This really was good news.
"Who is it? What exactly is the situation? Tell me in detail!"
"Chairman, his name is Hua Qiang. He just turned eighteen and is a senior at Eighth High School. The college entrance exams are less than a month away."
Mo Wuqiong's brow twitched slightly. This man was a little too long-winded. Was that what he wanted to hear?
Seeing the change in Mo Wuqiong's expression, Zhang Xiaofeng hurriedly slammed on the brakes.
"This kid was certified as a Low-Tier Martial Artist two days ago, and his vitality was only a little over 160."
"But just two days later, his vitality had soared past 600, already reaching the level of a Peak Martial Artist."
"Even more astonishingly, his punching force exceeded 5,000 kilograms, already reaching the standard of a High-Tier Martial Master."
"Chairman, at his age, with such combat power—wasn't he practically a monster capable of fighting above his level?"
"I think even those a whole major realm above him might not necessarily be his match."
"If this child grows up, I'm afraid another big shot will rise!"
When Mo Wuqiong heard the two sets of numbers Zhang Xiaofeng had given, his heart also burned with excitement.
This was talent discovered within his own jurisdiction, under his own command. If it was reported to the national level, he would benefit as well—and greatly!
"Zhang Xiaofeng, this news of yours truly is good news. I'll credit you with a merit!"
"However, do not spread it outside. Otherwise, it may attract the attention of hostile forces and bring this kid unnecessary trouble!"
"Yes, Chairman. I'll keep it confidential!"
"But Mei Ting..."
Mo Wuqiong glanced at Zhang Xiaofeng. This kid was quite slippery.
"I'll speak to her myself!"
"Alright. By the way, Chairman, regarding the changes to his martial artist certification information, as well as his cultivation technique rewards and benefits, how should those be distributed?"
"Our association seems to have a corresponding reward mechanism."
It had to be said, Zhang Xiaofeng was genuinely good to Hua Qiang and was helping him fight for his benefits.
"Yes. Although his realm is only at the peak of Martial Artist, his strength has reached High-Tier Martial Master level, so his benefits need to be adjusted."
Mo Wuqiong paced back and forth around the office twice.
Zhang Xiaofeng continued, "His rewards, cultivation techniques, and combat techniques also need to be reassessed and distributed anew."
"Previously, certification as a Low-Tier Martial Artist came with one low-grade Yellow Grade cultivation technique and one low-grade Yellow Grade combat technique."
"Now that his strength has reached Martial Master level, they need to be replaced with higher-grade ones. Otherwise, it will affect his combat power!"
Zhang Xiaofeng wanted to say more, but Mo Wuqiong cut him off with a wave of his hand.
"Come, take me to meet this favored son of heaven!"
Mo Wuqiong could no longer sit still. He stood and headed outside.
People capable of fighting across an entire major realm were far too rare among their kind. They were as scarce as phoenix feathers and qilin horns, with limitless prospects ahead!
Hua Qiang and Ye Bingxue were drinking the tea Mei Ting had brewed for them, while Mei Ting kept talking to Hua Qiang about her family's martial arts school. She hoped he could become an instructor there, or even an honorary instructor would do.
He could set his own hours, and she would pay him 100,000 yuan a month.
The moment Ye Bingxue heard about the 100,000 yuan, her eyes immediately lit up, and she pinched Hua Qiang.
"Ow!"
Hua Qiang suddenly felt pain at his waist and bared his teeth in a miserable cry.
Seeing Hua Qiang cry out so miserably, Ye Bingxue hurriedly rubbed his waist with her little hand.
"Does it... hurt a lot?"
Seeing Ye Bingxue's gentle expression as she gritted her teeth, he decisively swallowed his cry back down.
If he dared make another sound, the flesh around his waist would probably suffer another round of torment—and an even worse one!
Seeing such intimate interaction between the siblings, Mei Ting immediately covered her mouth and laughed sweetly.
She already had a good idea of the situation. The conditions she had just offered had moved this little girl.
Hua Qiang becoming an honorary instructor at her family's martial arts school was basically a done deal.
Sure enough, Ye Bingxue spoke the next moment.
"Sister Mei Ting, I'll agree on my brother's behalf. As for when he'll start working, we can discuss it by phone."
"Great!"
Mei Ting's face blossomed into a smile. She added Ye Bingxue on WeChat and immediately transferred 100,000 yuan to Ye Bingxue's phone.
Then she looked at Hua Qiang and said, "Instructor Hua, this is your payment for this month. From now on, on the first of every month, I'll transfer the money to Sister Bingxue's phone on time."
"Fine."
Hua Qiang had no choice but to agree. Ye Bingxue, this little money-grubber, had not only accepted the money, but her eyes had curved into invisible crescents as she stared at the number on her phone.
What else could he do?
Did he dare say no?
Thud, thud, thud... A burst of hurried footsteps came from the stairwell.
The group turned their heads and saw a refined middle-aged man walking toward Hua Qiang under Zhang Xiaofeng's escort.
Why did this middle-aged man seem somewhat familiar?
Fragments of memories about this middle-aged man vaguely flashed through Hua Qiang's mind.
But they were very blurry.
"Hahaha..." The middle-aged man let out a hearty laugh, strode over, grabbed Hua Qiang's hand, and shook it vigorously twice.
"A true hero emerges from youth!"
"You're Hua Qiang, right? Welcome to the Martial Artists Alliance of Modu Base!"
"Only when more young people like you emerge will our base become safer!"
"Only then will the day we defeat the exotic beasts, reclaim our homes, and restore normal order to life be brought closer!"
"Student Hua Qiang, based on your rank assessment, we have decided to reward you with a high-grade Yellow Grade cultivation technique and combat technique!"
"You can go to the cultivation technique hall later and choose them yourself!"
"Furthermore, since your combat power has reached the level of a High-Tier Martial Master, your monthly subsidy will be raised to 200,000 yuan from now on!"
"To reward the results you have achieved through diligent cultivation, we will grant you 2 million yuan and a standalone luxury villa in Xuanwu Villa!"
"I hope Student Hua Qiang will continue striving and grow stronger as quickly as possible, contributing your strength to protecting Modu Base and all of China!"
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