North City Mall!

The grading system in this world is reversed: many exist, but power is immense.

Martial Warriors are graded from Nine Grades, with Grade 1 being the lowest and Grade 9 the highest!

Nine is considered an extreme number, representing the greatest, most, highest, furthest, and so on. Since ancient times, there's been the saying that the ultimate numbers of heaven and earth begin with one and end with nine. Among odd numbers, nine is also the largest, the pinnacle of yang.

It is said that the badges of Nine Grades Grandmasters have nine stars, forged from meteorite crystals from beyond the heavens. If a Grandmaster is born in the country, according to regulations, the entire Federation's Artifact Refining Guild and Inscription Guild will jointly forge a unique badge for them, inputting the corresponding Star Essence attributes. It can be used as divine equipment itself, extremely powerful!

Of course, above the Grandmaster realm are the pillars of the nation, Martial Saints! But such individuals are few and far between, not part of the regular Nine Grades.

"Alright, thank you."

After some pleasantries with the staff here, they personally escorted Chen Xia out the door, very warmly.

Arriving outside the Martial Arts Alliance square, he also prepared to head back. Suddenly, he caught sight of a towering skyscraper several hundred meters away.

Chen Xia stared at it for a long time because that place was also the Patrol Inspection Office, specifically the headquarters for the central district of Yijiang City.

It is said that the Director of the Yijiang City Patrol Inspection Headquarters is a very young woman with immense strength.

Chen Xia knew that in this world, there were many people from privileged backgrounds who, from a young age, took elixirs and nutrient solutions, possessed exceptional talent, and advanced by leaps and bounds.

Such individuals are usually given important positions after graduation, and the Chief Director, that woman, was rumored to be one of them.

Chen Xia was working in the Patrol Inspection Office. If he wanted to climb higher, gain status and influence, he would have to deal with the Headquarters in the future. However, he was not yet skilled enough. Although he had become a Martial Warrior, he still needed to improve; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to reach that level.

Fortunately, Chen Xia was not overly ambitious. Becoming a Grade 1 Martial Warrior right now already made him stand out from the crowd.

Chen Xia hailed a taxi and went straight home.

During the time he was cultivating, there were no anomalies regarding the Yuangu Pill, and no one from the Gathering Justice Mercenary Group came looking for him.

This also meant that they likely didn't know, which was the best possible outcome for Chen Xia.

Upon returning home, it was almost noon, and his mother had prepared a delicious meal. Seeing his mother's haggard face, Chen Xia felt a pang of heartache. Thinking about the fifty thousand yuan bonus he received for becoming a Martial Warrior, he transferred it to his mother.

He didn't want his mother to worry about money. Although he had given her some last time, his grandfather's medical expenses were considerable. Giving her more to alleviate the burden was always good.

This money had a legitimate source, so there was no need to worry. His mother, looking at the transferred money, was somewhat surprised: "Xia'er, where did you get fifty thousand yuan? Where did the money come from?"

"Mom, I have good news for you. I'm a Martial Warrior now. This is the bonus from the Martial Warrior Alliance!"

Chen Xia shared the good news with his mother. Wang Xin was immediately stunned, naturally finding it hard to believe. After repeated questioning, fearing Chen Xia had done something illegal, she only understood that her son wasn't lying when she saw the Martial Warrior badge and certificate in her hand, bearing Chen Xia's name and photo.

This made Wang Xin overjoyed.

She didn't understand the significance of Chen Xia breaking through to become a Martial Warrior in such a short time; she only knew that her son had truly become a Martial Warrior.

This was great news. Wang Xin immediately called her husband and father-in-law to inform them of this momentous event.

Actually, Chen Xia initially didn't want to reveal it, preferring to wait until he was promoted to Captain. But to give his mother money, he had no choice but to tell her.

"My son broke through to become a Martial Warrior?" Chen Jianshu, who was taking care of his father in the hospital, thought he misheard. After all, becoming a Martial Warrior wasn't that easy. However, Wang Xin never spoke carelessly, so if she said it, it must be true.

His grandfather in the hospital bed was also very happy and told Chen Jianshu to go home and celebrate. Chen Jianshu then rushed back from the hospital. He looked his son up and down, confirmed the certificate and badge, and then hugged Chen Xia, weeping with joy.

In generations of their family, he was the only one to become a Martial Warrior. Chen Jianshu was naturally very gratified. He pulled Chen Xia along, asked his mother to add a few more dishes, and insisted on drinking with Chen Xia to celebrate.

Seeing his family so happy, Chen Xia felt it was all worth it.

Additionally, with Chen Xia's recent subsidies, his younger sister's tuition and his grandfather's medical expenses were significantly eased.

After clinking glasses with his father, Chen Xia said, "Dad, remember that compensation we never received a few years ago? Don't worry about this matter. When the time is right, I'll get that money back for you."

Hearing this, Chen Jianshu also remembered that after a work injury years ago, he was laid off by the factory, and a sum of compensation was long overdue.

Chen Jianshu was quite honest. The other party had power. Although his older brother Chen Wu had gone to make a fuss, that factory was local with deep connections, not something their family could easily contend with. Even if they went to court, the outcome wasn't very ideal.

Chen Xia remembered that the hardware factory had asked his father to work overtime. Due to old equipment, a malfunction occurred, trapping his father's leg. Although his leg was saved, he walked with a slight limp, ultimately suffering.

It was originally the factory's responsibility, but the boss insisted it was his father's operational error. In short, they made all sorts of excuses. Even the court only awarded a few tens of thousands in compensation, but their family's leg treatment cost over two hundred thousand, and it delayed their ability to work and earn for one to two years. They were seeking overall compensation of three hundred thousand, just to break even, not asking for more, but the other party refused. They wanted to appeal, but it dragged on for years with no resolution.

They couldn't fight back, and the family was helpless. They couldn't confront them head-on; they would be the ones to suffer in the end.

"Xia'er, you've just been promoted to Martial Warrior. Forget it for now. As long as our family is safe and sound, that's good enough. I'm worried you'll clash with them and get hurt, especially since we've finally produced a Martial Warrior like you. And that factory is a subsidiary of a listed company; they're not to be trifled with."

"Dad, you don't need to worry about this matter. I have my own plans and won't cause any major trouble. Rest assured," Chen Xia raised his wine glass and clinked it with his father's. His father saw that Chen Xia had become much more composed, seemingly changed from before, so he nodded and said no more.

But the tears of emotion in his eyes couldn't be hidden: "It's all my fault for being useless and not building any family fortune for you. Now your older brother is unmarried, and you're not young either. We have nothing. I'm ashamed. Fortunately, you've become successful, stronger than your older brother, becoming a Martial Warrior. It can be considered that our Chen family has ancestral virtue."

Chen Xia and his father drank a lot of wine. The only regret was not being able to contact his older brother, otherwise, the family could have celebrated together.

Now that Chen Xia had become a Martial Warrior, his future was boundless. His older brother wouldn't have to take risks outside anymore. Thinking of this, he sent a text message to Chen Wu, asking him to come back.

However, it was like a stone sinking into the sea; Chen Wu didn't reply.

After his father finished drinking, Chen Xia and his father bought some fruit and went to the hospital to visit his grandfather.

They also had an eldest uncle, a third uncle, and an aunt. Because Chen Xia's family had poorer conditions, his grandfather often looked after him. However, with old age, illness was inevitable.

For the past two years, the family had contributed money for his grandfather's medical treatment, but it had never been cured. They all made a living elsewhere and left him in the hospital here for his father to take care of.

Furthermore, Chen Xia asked his father not to tell other relatives about his Martial Warrior status. He had only just been promoted to Martial Warrior, and his job hadn't changed. Announcing it would be meaningless except for showing off; changing the family's environment was the most important thing.

The two went to the hospital and paid their respects.

After leaving the hospital, Chen Xia did not go home.

He had brought the pills with him and was preparing to find a place to exchange them.

The Yuangu Pill was a Grade 4 elixir, worth 610,000.

Chen Xia was going to the Yijiang City trading market, on the third floor of a shopping mall in the northern part of the city.