Funds Received, Upgrading Equipment

Inside the Training Camp.

Fang Yi held his halberd, continuously honing his fundamental techniques. This was the 13th time he had repeated this set of basic halberd moves tonight.

With each repetition, Fang Yi became increasingly proficient with the weapon in his hands. After finishing another round, Fang Yi moved on to sword practice, marking the 12th time he had repeated that set of basic sword moves tonight.

Jiang Fang stood to the side.

She kept a close watch on the key points and mistakes in every move Fang Yi made, eventually pointing out issues to provide guidance and corrections.

Although she primarily practiced blade techniques, she still possessed a certain level of understanding and research regarding other weapons.

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As time ticked by, second by second.

A look of astonishment gradually appeared on Jiang Fang's calm face.

Every move Fang Yi made was extremely standard; there hadn't been many issues to begin with, but now, it was impossible to find any flaws or even a hint of unfamiliarity.

This level of proficiency...

If you said he had been practicing for several years, no one would doubt it.

"Alright, finish this round and then take a rest. Tomorrow is the day you officially begin your training in the Training Camp."

"Understood."

"Also, while I don't usually recommend a martial artist practice two types of weapons, the talent and proficiency you've displayed are quite special and very high... so you can give it a try. Of course, if you feel it isn't working out, don't force it."

"I understand."

Fang Yi nodded earnestly after hearing this.

Jiang Fang sighed with emotion, "While I was observing you, there was even a fleeting moment where I felt you could attempt to create your own martial arts... I'm just mentioning it, but you could try to comprehend a martial path of your own."

"Comprehend it myself?"

Fang Yi pondered this in his heart.

But it would be best to combine it with other martial arts, and only after conducting his own research and gaining experience in the future should he attempt it.

After finishing the final round of sword practice, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Fang Yi bid farewell to Jiang Fang and returned to his villa to rest.

In the villa.

After washing up, Fang Yi held a cup of warm tea and walked over to his computer desk.

He began checking the notifications he had missed.

The most eye-catching among them was a long string of bank deposit alerts—"Bank of Communications reminds you that 14.1 billion Huaxia currency has been deposited into your account..."

"Pfft... cough, cough."

Seeing this amount, Fang Yi nearly spat out his tea.

"How is it so much?"

Fang Yi thought for a moment before it dawned on him.

This amount was the total value of the materials from the two Lord Rank monsters he had dealt with in the Demon Cave, along with several other monsters.

Of course, the most expensive item sold was the Great Golden Black Crow; that alone sold for 8.8 billion!

The price for Low-level Lord Rank monsters ranges from 500 million to 3.9 billion.

The price for Mid-level Lord Rank monsters ranges from 1.5 billion to 9 billion.

The price for High-level Lord Rank monsters ranges from 5.3 billion to 20 billion.

This was even after going through the Limit Dojo channels, which involved the process of earning contribution points. If he had sold them to the HR Alliance, the amount received would have been even higher.

This single trip had earned him more than what some martial artists make in half a lifetime.

Fang Yi wiped his mouth and immediately entered the Limit Home mall, but upon seeing the items inside, he instantly felt poor again.

"I am already a Mid-level War God; my weapons and combat suit need to be at least Series 9 or higher. After all, my future opponents will all be Lord Rank monsters... although I have enough money, a single set costs billions."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, searching for other weapons.

He inadvertently discovered an unusual weapon in the mall, specifically crafted for a Psychic Master. It contained 18 flying needle fragments inside. The main sword blade was rated at Series 9, and the flying needle fragments were also rated at Series 9, capable of harming High-level Lord Rank monsters.

It was essentially a combination of a Psychic Master's weapon and a standard weapon.

It suited him perfectly. There were other weapons in this series, but unfortunately, there were no halberds, spears, or staves.

Furthermore, the production volume was low.

It seemed that because this weapon was too complex and not many Psychic Masters could control it perfectly, the sales were poor.

Thus, it remained obscure.

"Should I buy one to practice with?"

This weapon could be used to kill enemies, and it could also be used to practice object manipulation.

As for telekinetic weapons, Fang Yi preferred flying needles—small in size, yet still capable of dealing piercing damage.

The main reason was that his Creation Divine Light could perfectly coat these flying needles.

If he were to use flying knives, the larger surface area would require a greater consumption of his distributed divine light.

In terms of cost-effectiveness, flying needles were definitely more suitable for him.

Furthermore, since object manipulation was merely a supplementary tool for him, the cost-effectiveness of flying needles would be higher than that of flying knives, darts, and other such weapons.

"I'll just buy them; it's not like I'm short on these billion or so. As for a combat suit, I don't need to consider that yet. I should strive to reach level 5 of the Trial Tower as quickly as possible and get my hands on the Black God Set."

Fang Yi selected a series of equipment he could use, compiled them into a list, and sent the link to Wu Tong.

By purchasing through someone else's hands, he could maximize the price reduction.

Once everything was finished, Fang Yi returned to his bed to rest.

Morning.

6:37 AM.

A series of knocks sounded early in the morning. Fang Yi had already woken up and was washing up and getting dressed.

"Coming."

After finishing his wash and changing into his clothes, Fang Yi opened the door.

He saw a man and a woman standing in front of his door. The man had a solemn expression; though thin, he looked robust.

Fang Yi thought for a moment and recalled that this person should be one of the Huaxia students in the training camp, Shi Jiang.

"Hello, Fang Yi! If Teacher Yang hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have known that another new student had arrived from Huaxia!"

The woman had a smile on her face and quickly stepped forward to greet Fang Yi: "By the way, my name is Zhao Ruo. You can just call me Senior Sister Zhao."

"Hello to you both. I only arrived yesterday," Fang Yi greeted them.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Zhao Ruo suggested throwing a welcome banquet for Fang Yi.

Fang Yi smiled and declined, as such activities were too troublesome; he preferred to just be taken around to meet the other senior brothers and sisters.

"How can that be! It has to be done. Besides, at the banquet, you'll be able to meet everyone else. Since we are all Huaxia people in the training camp, it's essentially your self-introduction to the camp, letting everyone get to know you a little."

Zhao Ruo put on an expression that was both cute and impossible to refuse.

Standing to the side, Shi Jiang also added, "Your senior sister is right."

Seeing them like this, Fang Yi didn't refuse again. After all, they would be classmates who saw each other every day from now on.

He couldn't be like he was in his past life's university.

After finishing four years, he couldn't even name half of the students in his class.

"Then it's settled!"

Evening, 8:00 PM sharp.

Inside the second floor of Elite Training Camp Restaurant No. 1, 21 students from Huaxia gathered.

Everyone was incredibly enthusiastic.

Since Fang Yi didn't drink alcohol, he raised his teacup to clink glasses with everyone.

The banquet lasted for two hours.

Late at night, everyone bid farewell and left. Just as Fang Yi was preparing to return to his villa, Senior Brother Chu Qiang extended an olive branch, telling him that if he ever had thoughts of joining the military, he could contact him directly.

Fang Yi nodded, accepted the offer, and then bid farewell to Zhao Ruo, Chu Qiang, and the others before returning to his villa.

After a quick wash, he returned to his bed to begin his cultivation.

"It's time to prepare for the subsequent journey of cultivation..."