Given to Lin Ye alone, what about the others?

The conference room was spacious and bright, with holographic projection screens embedded in the surrounding walls, displaying real-time school enrollment data and potential assessment charts for new students. In the center sat an oval-shaped floating conference table, the air permeated with a faint star-scent; this was the result of combining star beast remains with modern biopharmaceuticals, designed to refresh the mind while sharpening cognitive acuity.

Sitting at the head of the table was the principal, Ye Wanjun. Though his temples were frosted with age, his eyes were startlingly bright, with flickers of electricity seemingly swirling within them whenever he blinked. He sat there casually, yet a heavy, mountain-like aura that contained an underlying explosive force naturally radiated from him—a hallmark of having cultivated a core Wind-Thunder style technique to an extremely profound realm.

As a Martial Dao Master who had once achieved illustrious battle merits on the Star Realm battlefield and now presided over the school, his authority required no deliberate display.

Seated around the floating conference table were over a dozen senior officials: the Director of Admissions, Xu Mingde; the Vice Dean in charge of admissions, Liu Lei; and various representatives from the practical combat departments.

"Let's begin." Ye Wanjun's voice was not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying an unquestionable weight. "Report the recruitment results for this year's talent. Director Xu, you go first."

Xu Mingde nodded and rose to his feet. A projection appeared in the center of the floating table, displaying a list on the screen. He cleared his throat and said, "Principal, fellow leaders, the results this time are quite good. After observing them for a period, we have selected four special recruits."

He then pulled up the light screen in front of him and began his report.

He tapped on the first projection, revealing the profile of a handsome youth with sword-like brows and starry eyes, holding an ancient sword.

"The first: Xiao Yun, from a sword-cultivation family in Qiongyun Province. During the college entrance exam, his Blood-Qi had already broken 500, reaching the Blood-Qi Realm. His sword momentum has already taken initial form, and his practical combat performance was perfect. He has only one request for joining us: once he breaks through to the Mortal Shedding Realm, he hopes to enter our school's Wind-Thunder Secret Realm to contemplate sword momentum. The Wind-Thunder Secret Realm is rich in Wind-Thunder intent, which has a miraculous effect on comprehending attribute-based sword momentum. This is the reason he chose us over other schools."

Hearing this, several department heads furrowed their brows. The "Wind-Thunder Secret Realm" was one of the core foundations of Wind-Thunder Martial University; entry slots were extremely precious and were usually only awarded to teachers or students who had made significant contributions to the university, or to geniuses who achieved brilliant results in the University Cup.

The conference room fell silent for two seconds.

Ye Wanjun raised an eyebrow. "A seedling from a sword-cultivation family... Although the slots for the Wind-Thunder Secret Realm are limited, this request is not unreasonable. Does anyone have any objections?"

The group exchanged glances, but no one spoke.

Nowadays, Wind-Thunder Martial University was no longer what it once was; securing Xiao Yun was already a pleasant surprise.

"Then it is approved," Ye Wanjun decided.

Xu Mingde nodded and moved to the second projection, which showed a sharp-eyed youth with faint lightning patterns visible on his palms.

"The second: Li Zhen, a direct descendant of the Li Family in Ningchuan City. His college entrance exam Blood-Qi was 480. His family inherits the Wind-Thunder Palm. The Li Family is a silent shareholder of our school, and his ancestors participated in the construction of the Wind-Thunder Secret Realm. This child coming to Wind-Thunder is also the family's intention, though he similarly requests to enter the secret realm to contemplate Wind-Thunder intent after reaching the Mortal Shedding Realm."

Ye Wanjun gave a hum of acknowledgment. "A direct descendant of the Li Family, then follow the old rules. Approved."

The third was the profile of a delicate-looking young girl.

"The third: Su Wan, from an ordinary family. Her college entrance exam Blood-Qi was 420. She reached the seventh round of the Ranking Tournament. She is skilled in both literature and martial arts, with high academic scores. She excels in Cloud Shadow Step and Butterfly Palm. She originally planned to go to Nanming Martial University, but we intercepted her. After a comprehensive discussion by the admissions office, we offered her special recruitment terms: free access to D-grade martial arts, her choice of breathing techniques after reaching the Blood-Qi Realm, and access to the B-grade Star Power quenching pool upon breaking through to the Mortal Shedding Realm."

The group pondered for a moment and had no objections.

Su Wan's benefits were not top-tier, but her potential seemed decent.

Ye Wanjun nodded. "Approved."

The final profile was that of Lin Ye. A screenshot from his college entrance exam footage appeared, the heavy momentum of that punch faintly visible.

Xu Mingde paused and looked at Zhou Ting. "This one, Zhou Ting, you explain it."

Zhou Ting nodded, stood up, and took over. As the discoverer and point of contact for this special recruit, it was his responsibility to provide a detailed statement: "Lin Ye, from an ordinary family, a new student at Linjiang No. 3 High School. His college entrance exam Blood-Qi was around 330, but he was able to hold his own against seed-level players from other schools in the sixth round of the Ranking Tournament, and his performance score was also perfect. Furthermore, his fist technique, like that of Xiao Yun and Li Zhen, contains the embryonic form of momentum. Therefore, although his Blood-Qi is low, I believe his potential is extremely high. Thus, I suggest that in addition to the same special recruitment benefits as Su Wan, we add one Foundation-Building Blood-Qi Pill per week for his first academic year as an incentive to attract him to join."

The conference room suddenly went quiet.

At this moment, Xu Mingde was the first to stand up in support. "I agree with Zhou Ting's proposal. This child has a clear shortcoming in Blood-Qi; one Foundation-Building Blood-Qi Pill per week can quickly make up for it. The share is not large, but it is worth it."

Vice Dean Liu Lei, who was in charge of admissions, also nodded in agreement, feeling that it was appropriate for Lin Ye, as seedlings with the "embryonic form of momentum" were rare indeed.

But just as Xu Mingde finished speaking, a department representative in charge of resources stood up to refute him. "Director Xu, you should know that the quota for 'Foundation-Building Blood-Qi Pills' has always been tight. The share you speak of is not large, but one per week means four per month, and for a full academic year, that is thirty-six pills."

"Our total supply of Foundation-Building Blood-Qi Pills is only about 400 per academic year. This would account for ten percent of our total quota for new students this year. Furthermore, if we give it to Lin Ye, what about the others? Xiao Yun and Li Zhen might not care, but what about other commoner geniuses? For example, Su Wan, who was just approved—should she also be given one?"

His words resonated with many. Resources were always limited; tilting them toward one person meant less for others. Moreover, the Foundation-Building Blood-Qi Pill was a benefit for the general student body, and a reduction in that benefit meant a reduction in the quotas for their respective departments, lowering the chances of producing talent.

"Indeed, Director Xu, should we reconsider? The 'embryonic form of momentum' is, after all, only an embryo. Whether he can condense 'True Momentum' upon reaching the Mortal Shedding Realm remains an unknown. Such a high investment in pills carries significant risk."

"It would be better to align Lin Ye's benefits with Su Wan's and focus on observing him for one semester. If he truly shows astonishing performance, it wouldn't be too late to add corresponding resources then."

Several department representatives proposed different suggestions in succession, and for a time, the atmosphere in the conference room grew stagnant.

Zhou Ting's heart tightened. He knew the value of the "Foundation-Building Blood-Qi Pill"—it could gently and efficiently consolidate one's foundation and solidify Blood-Qi roots, making it most suitable for a physique like Lin Ye's, which relied on hard training and harbored subtle hidden dangers. He hadn't expected the opposition to be so direct.

But thinking about it, it made sense. The production of Foundation-Building Blood-Qi Pills was limited; if they gave them to Lin Ye alone, what would happen to the others?