Bai Pianyong and Zhuge Tao

Early on the morning of July 3, 2056, Bai Yang finished his nightly cultivation.

This time, he hadn't advanced quite so quickly, but he could feel his strength still improving noticeably.

At this rate, he would definitely become a Junior War General by tomorrow at the latest and earn another Earth Point.

The feeling of being able to sense such tremendous progress every day was wonderful!

Judging by the timing, the plot was about to reach that point.

Bai Yang lay down on the bed and closed his eyes, sensing what his puppet Zhang Haobai was experiencing.

Although they were very far apart, as long as Bai Yang focused his attention, he could clearly pick up the puppet's memories and thoughts.

Zhang Haobai had indeed lived up to expectations. Following the plot's momentum exactly, he had tried to pay someone to cripple Luo Feng.

After learning that Luo Feng was a warrior and realizing he'd gotten himself into serious trouble, he'd hurriedly turned to his uncle Zhang Zehu for help.

Bai Yang was quite satisfied. Zhang Haobai was no longer useful.

In the original story, Luo Feng hadn't actually done anything to him afterward.

But to keep his secret, Bai Yang had still ordered him to suffer a natural brain death one day.

Now, all he had to do was keep training and wait for the practical assessment.

He had no idea that someone far away was watching him.

In the main urban district of Jiangnan Base City, inside the Limit Dojo's headquarters skyscraper.

Bai Pianyong sat at the table eating breakfast. As he watched his son Bai Sheng silently eating nearby, a sense of peace filled his heart.

Had it been more than half a year? He couldn't remember the last time he'd eaten like this with his son.

As for Bai Yang, things had grown much more distant between them for some reason three years ago. They hardly spoke to each other anymore.

When Bai Sheng had suddenly come home last night, he'd been quite startled.

He'd thought something serious had happened with Bai Pianqing, but what Bai Sheng told him afterward was even more astonishing.

He knew about the way the main branch of the Bai Family in Kyoto operated.

That was why he'd wanted to send Bai Yang to Kyoto for an examination and treatment, while also hesitating to let him become a warrior. Deep down, he'd been putting it off.

But yesterday, Bai Sheng had told him that Bai Yang had not only become a warrior, but could also easily thrash Bai Zhangting and the other two.

It was so unbelievable that, if he hadn't known his son wouldn't lie, he would have scolded him for talking nonsense.

As the top business executive among the four major figures of the Limit Dojo in Jiangnan Base City, Bai Pianyong had dealt with countless young warriors.

Thanks to his long years on the job, he had an exceptionally clear understanding of how strong young people of that age could be.

He knew Bai Yang's physical condition very well.

There had certainly been plenty of cases of warriors catching up later, but he'd never seen any of the early signs of genetic origin energy talent in Bai Yang that ordinary people sometimes showed.

How could a warrior like that, even after advancing, easily defeat three Spirit Readers at the Beginner Warlord level?

Since when had Spirit Readers become so common?

Bai Sheng was quiet by nature and wasn't very eloquent.

As Bai Pianyong questioned him, he kept asking things Bai Sheng couldn't answer, which only strengthened his suspicion that his son had made a mistake.

Still, it was good news that Bai Yang wasn't sick anymore.

Bai Pianyong planned to visit Jiangnan First Military Academy himself in a few days and see how Bai Yang was doing.

Early the next morning, not long after Bai Pianyong arrived at work, he suddenly received a call from a colleague.

It was Jiang Nian, a subordinate at the Limit Dojo in Yangzhou City who handled a decent amount of business.

"Jiang Nian, what's up?" Bai Pianyong answered with a faint smile.

"Uncle Bai," Jiang Nian said excitedly, "I found a genius-level warrior here in Yi'an District. His first attempt at cultivating Genetic Origin Energy increased his punching power by two thousand kilograms. His speed reached 58 meters per second, and he even scored excellent marks on the Intermediate Warrior-level nerve reaction test! He's an absolute monster, a true genius!"

"Oh?" Bai Pianyong was taken aback. "His punching power went up by more than two thousand kilograms on his first try? How old is he?"

"Eighteen!" Jiang Nian replied quickly.

"What? He's only eighteen?" Bai Pianyong shot to his feet and barked, "Get that kid to headquarters right away! I'll arrange for people to assess him immediately."

"Okay, I'm on my way to headquarters now."

After ending the call, Bai Pianyong was thrilled. He hadn't seen a child with such good potential in nearly ten years.

No! A talent like this couldn't be allowed to go unnoticed!

I have to notify my superiors. Zhuge Tao is the supervisor on duty today, isn't he?

He's a gloomy fellow, but whether I tell him is up to me, and whether he comes to see the kid is up to him.

Jiang Nian brought Luo Feng across the city toward the dojo headquarters.

Zhuge Tao was also eager to see this genius, and decided to meet him in person. He arrived early to wait.

As expected, Luo Feng demonstrated Intermediate Warrior-level strength and decided to join the Limit Dojo ahead of schedule.

Everyone congratulated him. Zhuge Tao, dressed in a traditional Chinese tunic suit, was especially pleased. With a flourish of his pen, he approved a one-hundred-million-yuan allowance for martial arts manuals.

Everyone was satisfied, and Jiang Nian was especially delighted. This year's performance bonus was as good as guaranteed!

Looking at Luo Feng and Bai Pianyong, he couldn't help saying, "Luo Feng excels at Genetic Origin Energy, while Bai Yang excels at techniques. Our Jiangnan Base City has produced two great talents this year! What a flourishing scene!"

Hearing that, Luo Feng nodded. "Brother Yang's movement technique is perfect. I also need to thank him for helping my father before.

"Once I've passed the practical assessment, I'll definitely go visit him and thank him properly."

At this, Bai Pianyong and Zhuge Tao both paused.

Bai Yang?

Zhuge Tao suddenly grew interested and asked Jiang Nian, "Who's this genius you're talking about? Is he with our dojo too? How come I haven't heard of him?"

Jiang Nian regretted speaking. He realized he'd said the wrong thing.

If there really was something going on, why hadn't Uncle Bai mentioned it himself? What business did Jiang Nian have bringing it up?

Nervously, he instinctively looked toward Bai Pianyong.

Zhuge Tao's expression immediately darkened. Why was Jiang Nian looking at Bai Pianyong instead of him?

Could there be something going on here that they didn't want him to know?

He turned slightly, his expression half-smiling, half-mocking. "Elder Bai, is this Bai Yang related to you? We're all part of the same dojo. How come it feels like I'm the only one being kept in the dark?"

Bai Pianyong's mouth fell open. He had no idea what to say.

At that moment, he suddenly understood how his son Bai Sheng must have felt when people kept pressing him with questions: innocent, yet unable to get a word out.

Before Bai Pianyong could explain, a young woman in a white suit standing behind Zhuge Tao had already opened a three-dimensional screen on a handheld computer and started looking up Bai Yang's records.

Zhuge Tao looked over. Bai Yang's test results from a few days earlier appeared before him in vivid detail.

The more he read, the angrier he became. That kid had at least Perfect Level movement techniques!

And yet, with something this important, Wu Tong hadn't even reported it! What was he thinking?

After quickly reading through the data, he checked the family records.

Bai Pianyong's relationship to Bai Yang was immediately clear.

Luo Feng stood to the side, looking stunned. What a coincidence!

Brother Yang was this Uncle Bai's nephew?!

Zhuge Tao was furious. If Jiang Nian hadn't let it slip today, how would he have known that so many people throughout the dojo had dared to deceive him?

This was outrageous!

The woman quickly reached the final page of the records. Suddenly, the entire machine let out a shrill alarm:

"You do not have permission to access this information!

"Please use an 'Advanced War God' account to submit a formal paper application to the Huaxia Nation through the Limit Dojo headquarters and request access!"

The entire second floor of the villa fell silent.

Zhuge Tao's anger seemed to have faded.