"What is this aura? Other Shore Realm or Dao Palace?"
Li Qingxu's eyes shone brightly. He didn't seem affected by the aura around him; instead, he was comparing the possibilities in his mind.
Of course, one's aura didn't necessarily reflect one's true strength. It was influenced by a variety of factors.
Luo Feng, for example, had performed like a Dao-Severing King fighting a Great Sage when he was a World Lord. It was simply outrageous.
"Oh?"
A flicker of surprise crossed Councilor Zhu's calm eyes.
He was a Spiritual Reader Beyond War God-level, yet the aura his body instinctively gave off hadn't affected a Quasi-Martial Artist at all.
There was only one possible explanation: the young man named Li Qingxu was also a Spiritual Reader, and his Spiritual Force was no weakling's!
Had the Dojo Master already guessed as much? Was that why he'd sent him here in person to confirm it?
Come to think of it, with a Quasi-Martial Artist's physical abilities, how could his movement technique have reached Perfect Level?
If he was a Spiritual Reader, then it all made sense.
With movement technique at Perfect Level, his Spiritual Force should have reached War General Level.
An eighteen-year-old War General Level Spiritual Reader. No wonder the Dojo Master valued him so highly.
Councilor Zhu grew even more certain of his guess. He took out two contracts and handed them over.
"The Dojo Master also asked me to tell you that if you join the Limit Dojo, he has another gift for you."
Councilor Zhu's calm voice rang out.
"What!"
"The Chairman is going to give him a gift too?!"
The people from the other organizations weren't the only ones stunned. Even Zhuge Tao and the others from the Limit Dojo were shocked.
They knew Li Qingxu was a once-in-a-generation talent, but surely that wasn't enough for the world's number-one expert to personally invite him—and give him a gift on top of that.
"Looks like I have no reason to turn this down."
Li Qingxu smiled as he accepted the contracts. The terms were simple and clear. The most important clause offered fifty billion in startup funds.
As for the additional clause, passing the B-Grade Trial would earn him a spot at the Elite Training Camp.
Compared to the startup funds, the training camp spot wasn't all that appealing to him.
Hong's gift, though, had certainly caught his interest.
As the world's number-one expert, surely Hong's gift would be worth at least as much as those fifty billion.
"Do you have a pen?"
Li Qingxu asked.
"Yes, yes!"
Zhuge Tao hurried over from the side.
Taking the ballpoint pen, Li Qingxu signed his name on both contracts.
All that time spent putting on a show in Monster Town hadn't been wasted.
"I'll leave the rest to you."
Councilor Zhu glanced at Zhuge Tao and the others, then turned and boarded his fighter jet, leaving.
"Understood. Farewell, Councilor."
Zhuge Tao and the others replied respectfully.
As soon as Councilor Zhu's fighter jet disappeared from sight, Zhuge Tao burst out laughing.
"Come on, let's go! I'll take you to the Limit Pavilion in Jiangnan Main District."
Ignoring the people from the other organizations, he stepped forward, grabbed Li Qingxu by the arm, and headed in another direction.
His Limit Pavilion's fighter jet was parked there.
"Hmph!"
Lei Meng, the Inspector from the Thunder Dojo, let out an extremely displeased snort. His body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning as he boarded his fighter jet and swiftly left.
He hadn't managed to recruit the genius, and on top of that, he'd been outshone by the Limit Dojo. He'd lost face.
"Whoosh!"
Amid a rush of sound, the Butterfly Fighter Jet landed on the tarmac.
The cabin door opened, and Zhuge Tao stepped out first. He then turned to Li Qingxu.
"Come on down."
Li Qingxu jumped down from the fighter jet.
"You two go take care of your business. I'll show him his new home."
Zhuge Tao spoke to the two people beside him, then led Li Qingxu toward a villa.
Along the way, Zhuge Tao explained how the Limit Pavilion worked.
The Warrior Residential Area was centered around the Limit Pavilion. It contained five hundred villas, and quite a few War God Level experts lived there.
Li Qingxu's villa was on the edge of the residential area. He had chosen it while they were still on the fighter jet.
A short while later, they arrived at the villa.
"Once your Warrior identity has been registered, you'll be able to access Home of Extremes. I've got things to take care of, so I'll be going."
As the manager of the Limit Pavilion, Zhuge Tao had a pile of work waiting for him.
"Thank you."
Li Qingxu thanked him, then stepped into the villa.
Meanwhile, Zhuge Tao had barely gone far when a figure appeared beside him.
"Uncle Bai, what have you found out about him?"
"I've finished investigating."
"He was adopted by Yezi Orphanage when he was young and given the name Ye Fan. According to the director, he loved reading books from before the Great Nirvana Period. He chose the name Li Qingxu himself later on."
"Good. As long as there's no problem with his identity. Transfer three hundred million to the orphanage's account in Li Qingxu's name."
"Understood."
Villa 404, second-floor media room.
"Home of Extremes."
Li Qingxu leaned back on the sofa and spoke.
In an instant, a gigantic, two-hundred-inch screen appeared on one wall of the media room. It opened automatically to the Home of Extremes website.
"Beep... Facial recognition successful."
Beautiful music, like a gentle stream, flowed through the media room. At the same time, Li Qingxu's personal information appeared on the giant screen.
Name: Li Qingxu Gender: Male Address: Jiangnan Base City, Huaxia Nation Warrior ID Number: 426123123123000013 Level: Warrior Level (Beginner) Contribution Points: 0 Currency Balance: 2,000,000,000 Huaxia Currency
Seeing the balance, Li Qingxu raised an eyebrow.
He wondered how many resources twenty billion could buy—and whether they'd be enough to open the Bitter Sea of his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.
A moment later, the page changed again.
In the lower-right corner of the screen, an envelope icon blinked repeatedly.
The first email contained a video. A sweet-looking woman appeared.
"Welcome, new warrior Li Qingxu. On behalf of the Limit Dojo, I welcome you to our big family."
"This is your first time accessing the Limit Dojo's internal network, Home of Extremes! I'll be showing you..."
Before the video finished playing, Li Qingxu closed it and opened another email instead.
"Welcome to the Limit Dojo. You may choose any two items from the list."
A deep voice spoke, completely devoid of inflection.
The video went black, then a massive three-dimensional projection appeared.
The projection was divided into four categories: "manuals," "battle suits," "weapons," and "spiritual medicines."
Each category contained countless physical projections. The various treasures looked so lifelike they seemed real.
"Hong is generous."
Li Qingxu looked at the three-dimensional projection before him, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He'd thought Hong would give him no more than a manual and a weapon. He hadn't expected Hong to open his little treasure trove and let him choose two items.
He only took a quick look, but World Annihilation, Nine-Layered Thunder Blade, Planetary-level secret techniques, the Primordial Fighter Jet, and even the so-called Black God Set were all there.
These items were certainly impressive, but none of them was what he needed most right now.
Without hesitation, Li Qingxu opened the "spiritual medicines" category.
His Bitter Sea remained unopened, and he urgently needed a great deal of resources to break through it.
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