Passing

Upon arriving at the top floor of the spacecraft headquarters and passing through a corridor, Inspector Wang and the other man came to the door of a secret chamber. He said to the black-clad attendant beside them, "I want to see the Head of Martial Hall."

"I'll report it immediately." The black-clad attendant respectfully bowed to Inspector Wang and replied.

The black-clad attendant turned and entered the secret chamber, then came back out less than a minute later.

"The Head of Martial Hall has agreed to see you. Please follow me inside," the black-clad attendant said to them after coming out.

The secret chamber was quite spacious, but its furnishings were extremely simple, containing only a few meditation cushions.

In the middle of the chamber sat a young man cross-legged. He wore a black training robe, stood over six feet tall, and had a close-cropped haircut, looking to be in his twenties. Yet his aura made him impossible to ignore, like a long spear poised to pierce the heavens. The world around him seemed utterly distorted, as though heaven and earth revolved around him!

He was Hong, currently the strongest person on Earth, who had comprehended the legendary Light Domain.

"Head of Martial Hall." Inspector Wang and the other man both bowed upon seeing him.

"What is it?" Hong asked.

"It's like this..." The manager in charge of House of Extremes recounted everything and reported the full sequence of events to Hong.

"An orphan who became a Martial Artist half a year ago? Young people these days are truly extraordinary!" Even Hong was somewhat surprised. In only half a year, Bai Yue had not only improved his Martial Path cultivation at an astonishing rate, but had also created seven cultivation manuals. Hong knew that even he could not have done such a thing.

"After receiving Jiangnan Base City's recommendation, we made the decision to send Yang Hui over for an assessment. He'll set off within the next couple of days," Inspector Wang added from the side.

By then, Hong, seated in the middle of the secret chamber, had already finished reading Iron Body among the seven manuals. As a grandmaster who had forged his own path in the Martial Path, he instantly grasped its essence. The force in the muscles throughout his body shifted continuously, and he mastered the first and second levels of Iron Body in an instant. Feeling the changes in his body, he said, "It truly is exquisite." Hong did not hold back his praise.

He picked up the laptop again and continued browsing the manuals on it. After testing them one by one, he said, "Contact him immediately and find out what he thinks."

"Yes, Head of Martial Hall." The two immediately agreed.

The manager then sent Bai Yue a call request. Bai Yue had just bought some manuals and was preparing to train a little longer when he suddenly received it. Without thinking much of it, he accepted.

"Hello, Mr. Bai Yue. I'm a staff member from House of Extremes. May I ask whether you just uploaded seven cultivation manuals?" The voice from the other end came through as soon as the call connected.

"Yes, I uploaded them," Bai Yue replied.

"Our review has already been approved. We'd now like to confirm whether you wish to list all of them for sale?" the person on the other end continued.

"I plan to donate the Body Training Secret Manual to Limit Martial Hall and have it taught free of charge to all Martial Hall students. The other six can be sold normally." This was something he had considered carefully. Having grown up an orphan and benefited from society's support, it was time for him to give something back. Besides, the Body Training Secret Manual was most useful to those who had not cultivated Gene Energy, yet their financial means were far inferior to those of Martial Artists.

Hearing his words, Hong and the other two were taken aback for a moment, then silently approved.

"Mr. Bai, on behalf of Limit Martial Hall, I thank you for your selfless contribution. With your manual, humanity will produce more Martial Artists and grow stronger and stronger. One day, we will drive out the monsters and reclaim the land we lost!" Inspector Wang's voice came through the Communication Watch.

"I merely did what I should have done. Compared to the heroes who sacrificed themselves during the Great Nirvana Era, it is insignificant."

Bai Yue spoke sincerely. Those were his heartfelt words. Whether in this life or his previous one, he had always held genuine respect for those who contributed to humanity.

"Regardless, Mr. Bai, your merit is immeasurable. People will remember your selfless contribution!" Inspector Wang said.

"As for the other six manuals, we'll have professionals assess their prices and notify you by text message," the manager added from the side.

After hanging up, Hong finally said, "An interesting young man!"

"People with such a Pure Heart are rare indeed," Inspector Wang sighed.

"Don't take a commission from his manuals. Once he arrives at headquarters, let him choose any one set of manuals he wants. Prepare a dose of Dragon Blood as well. Have Yang Hui go pick him up tomorrow. I want to meet him then." Hong gave his final instructions. He never mentioned the assessment, only said to pick Bai Yue up, because he felt that anyone capable of creating such manuals was certain to pass.

"Yes, Head of Martial Hall," Inspector Wang replied respectfully.

Bai Yue still had no idea that Hong already knew about him, though he was surprised. He had not expected House of Extremes' staff to be so efficient. Less than two hours after uploading the manuals, the review had already been completed.

But he did not dwell on it and continued training as usual. As for the manuals he had just purchased, they would still take some time to be delivered.

In the blink of an eye, it was four in the afternoon. Bai Yue's villa doorbell rang—the people from House of Extremes had arrived with his manuals. After he opened the door, several staff members carried a large box into the villa and, after completing a series of verification procedures, successfully handed the manuals over to Bai Yue.

After seeing the staff off, Bai Yue eagerly carried the box containing the manuals to the second-floor training room. He opened it, browsed through the contents in order, and decided to begin with Nine Heavens Thunder Blade. Since it was one of only two ultimate manuals, it should offer many different techniques for exerting force.

After spending more than an hour reading through the four levels of Nine Heavens Thunder Blade he had bought several times, he took a practice battle saber from the weapon rack beside him and began training.

Having accumulated plenty of experience training Martial Skills, Bai Yue found the process quite natural. He soon immersed himself in it, training with complete focus.

By the time it was nine that evening, after several hours of training, he had already mastered the first level of Nine Heavens Thunder Blade and was now practicing the second. Inside the second-floor training room, several Bai Yues appeared to swing their blades forward in different stances. The blades flashed forth like sudden thunder, their bodies moving with the blades, as though even the air before them had been severed. A second later, the afterimages converged into one—the Bai Yue who stood there with his blade sheathed. The second level of Nine Heavens Thunder Blade was complete!

Every attack in the second level of Nine Heavens Thunder Blade could add two layers of Dark Force. Each layer carried 0.7 times the body's original strength, allowing him to unleash an attack equivalent to 2.8 times his original power. The reason he mastered the second level so quickly was that some of its force-exertion methods overlapped with World Destroyer.

Once I learn all these force-exertion methods, I should be able to continue deducing several more levels of World Destroyer! Or perhaps create a cultivation method that suits me, Bai Yue thought.

This was not overestimating himself, but planning his cultivation. During his training in World Destroyer, even after mastering every move and developing new variations, he had always felt that something was still lacking. This showed that his body and will had not been fully invested in the execution of the Martial Skills. Perhaps, after extensive practice and refinement, he could comprehend the Artistic Conception the author had possessed when creating it. But that clearly would not be perfect—no one could reproduce another person's work one hundred percent.

Although he was thinking about the future, the most urgent matter at present was food. Feeling his stomach protest, he could only get up and head to the kitchen to find something to eat.

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