Home of Extremes, Hong's Gift

"Is this aura from the Other Shore Realm or the Dao Palace?"

Li Qingxu's eyes were bright; he seemed unaffected by the surrounding pressure, instead contemplating and comparing it within his mind.

Of course, one's personal aura does not necessarily represent their true strength, as it is influenced by a complex combination of various factors.

For instance, Luo Feng's performance when he was a World Lord was like a Dao-Severing King fighting a Great Sage—it was simply absurd.

"Oh?"

A flicker of surprise passed through Councilor Zhu's calm eyes.

As a Spiritual Reader who had surpassed the War God Level, the aura naturally emitted by his body should not have been unable to affect a mere Quasi-Martial Artist.

In this situation, there was only one possibility: this young man named Li Qingxu was also a Spiritual Reader, and his spiritual power was not weak at all!

Had the Dojo Master already guessed this, which was why he had him come in person to verify it?

Thinking about it carefully, it made sense; with the physical fitness of a Quasi-Martial Artist, how could one possibly reach the Perfect Level in movement techniques?

If he were a Spiritual Reader, then everything could be explained.

With a Perfect Level movement technique, his spiritual power must have reached the War General Level.

An 18-year-old War General Level Spiritual Reader—no wonder the Dojo Master valued him so highly.

Councilor Zhu became increasingly certain of his theory as he took out two contracts and handed them over.

"The Dojo Master also asked me to pass on a message: if you join the Limit Dojo, the Dojo Master has an additional gift for you."

Councilor Zhu's calm voice rang out.

"What!"

"The Chairman wants to give him a gift too?!"

Not to mention the personnel from other factions, even Zhuge Tao and his group from the Limit Dojo were shocked.

They knew Li Qingxu was a monster of a talent, but surely that didn't warrant a personal invitation from the world's number one person, let alone a gift.

"It seems I have no reason to refuse."

Li Qingxu smiled as he took the contracts. The terms were simple and clear, the most crucial one being five billion in startup capital.

As for the additional clause, upon completing the B-Grade Trial, he would be granted a spot in the Elite Training Camp.

Compared to the startup capital, the spot in the training camp didn't hold much attraction for him.

However, Hong's gift was something that truly piqued his interest.

As the world's number one person, whatever Hong sent shouldn't be worth less than those five billion, right?

"Do you have a pen?"

Li Qingxu asked.

"Yes, yes, I do!"

Zhuge Tao, standing to the side, hurried over.

Taking the ballpoint pen, Li Qingxu signed his name on both contracts.

His performance in Monster Town had certainly been worth it.

"Handle the rest of the arrangements."

Councilor Zhu glanced at Zhuge Tao and his group before turning to board his fighter jet and departing.

"Understood. Farewell, Councilor."

Zhuge Tao and the others said respectfully.

Once Councilor Zhu's fighter jet disappeared from sight, Zhuge Tao burst into laughter.

"Come, come, I'll take you back to our Extreme Pavilion in the Jiangnan Main District."

Ignoring the personnel from other factions, he stepped forward, grabbed Li Qingxu's arm, and headed in another direction.

Parked there was his private fighter jet for the Extreme Pavilion.

"Hmph!"

Lei Meng, the Inspector of the Thunder Dojo, let out a cold snort of extreme displeasure. His body seemed to transform into a bolt of lightning as he entered his own fighter jet and quickly departed.

Not only had he failed to recruit the genius, but he had also been overshadowed by the Limit Dojo, causing him to lose face.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a sonic boom, the Butterfly Fighter Jet landed on the tarmac.

The cabin door opened, and Zhuge Tao stepped off first, then said to Li Qingxu, "Come on down."

Hearing this, Li Qingxu jumped down from the fighter jet as well.

"You all go attend to your business; I'm going to take him to see his new home."

Zhuge Tao spoke a few words to the two people beside him, then led Li Qingxu toward a villa.

Along the way, Zhuge Tao explained the situation of the Extreme Pavilion to him.

This was a residential area for martial artists centered around the Extreme Pavilion, containing five hundred villas in total, with no shortage of War God Level powerhouses residing within.

As for Li Qingxu's villa, it was located on the edge of the complex, a choice he had already made while on the fighter jet.

A moment later, the two arrived in front of the villa.

"Once your martial artist status is processed in a moment, you will be able to access the Home of Extremes. I have other matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave."

As a director of the Extreme Pavilion, Zhuge Tao had a mountain of work on his hands.

"Many thanks."

Li Qingxu offered his thanks, then stepped into the villa.

On the other side, not long after Zhuge Tao had walked away, a figure appeared beside him.

"Uncle Bai, what is his specific background?"

"It has been thoroughly investigated."

"He was adopted by Yezi Orphanage in his early childhood and named Ye Fan. According to the director, he was very fond of reading books from before the Great Nirvana period, and the name Li Qingxu was one he chose for himself later on."

"Mm, as long as the identity is clean, that is fine. In the name of Li Qingxu, transfer three hundred million to the orphanage's account."

"Understood."

Villa 404, second-floor media room.

"Home of Extremes."

Li Qingxu leaned back on the sofa and spoke.

Instantly, a two-hundred-inch ultra-large screen appeared on one of the walls in the media room, automatically navigating to the 'Home of Extremes' webpage.

"Beep... Facial recognition successful."

Beautiful music, reminiscent of a flowing stream, drifted through the media room, and simultaneously, Li Qingxu's personal information appeared on the massive screen.

Name: Li Qingxu

Gender: Male

Address: Jiangnan Base City, Huaxia Nation

Martial Artist ID: 426123123123000013

Rank: Fighter (Junior)

Contribution Points: 0

Currency Balance: 2,000,000,000 Huaxia Credits

Looking at the balance, Li Qingxu raised an eyebrow.

He wondered how many resources these two billion could purchase, and whether it would be enough to break open the Bitter Sea of his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

A moment later, the page switched again.

In the bottom right corner of the screen, an envelope icon was blinking incessantly.

The first email contained a video, in which a sweet-looking woman appeared.

"Respected new martial artist 'Li Qingxu', hello. On behalf of the Limit Dojo, I welcome you to our big family."

"This is your first time accessing the internal network of the Limit Dojo, the Home of Extremes! Allow me to..."

Before the video finished playing, Li Qingxu closed it directly and opened the other email instead.

"Welcome to the Limit Dojo. You may choose any two items from the list."

A low voice rang out, devoid of any inflection.

The video instantly went black, and then a massive three-dimensional virtual projection appeared.

This 3D virtual projection was divided into four major categories: 'Secret Manuals', 'Battle Suits', 'Weapons', and 'Spirit Medicines'.

Under each category were numerous physical projections; all kinds of treasures appeared as vivid and lifelike as if they were real.

"Hong is quite generous."

Looking at the 3D virtual projection before him, a hint of surprise appeared in Li Qingxu's eyes.

He had originally expected Hong to give him at most a secret manual and a weapon, but he hadn't expected Hong to open up his small treasury and allow him to choose two items freely.

He took a rough glance and saw World Annihilation, Nine-Layered Thunder Blade, planetary-level secret techniques, Primordial Fighter Jet, and even the so-called Black God Set—everything was there.

These items were indeed excellent, but for him right now, they were not the most important things.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Qingxu clicked directly on the 'Spirit Medicines' tab.

With his Bitter Sea yet to be opened, he urgently needed a massive amount of resources to break through to the Bitter Sea.