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Early the next morning, all 238 new and veteran students, including Feng Qingmo, gathered in the plaza in front of the central building.

Following a series of procedures, just as the opening ceremony was about to conclude, a sudden sonic boom echoed through the air.

The students looked up to see an aircraft flying at an incredible speed before hovering directly above the central building.

"A big shot has definitely arrived," a young man standing next to Feng Qingmo, also a new student, whispered. "They didn't even need to go through verification; they flew straight over the training camp. Their status must be extraordinary..."

The other new students couldn't help but discuss it, while the veteran students, who generally knew what was happening, immediately straightened their posture, standing as rigid as pines.

"Silence!"

The head of the training camp, standing at the front, shouted in a low voice. Though not loud, the sound exploded directly in every student's ears, clearly demonstrating that this person's strength was far from ordinary.

All the students immediately fell deathly silent.

"Whoosh..."

The hatch of the hovering aircraft opened, and a lean, middle-aged man wearing a black Zhongshan suit stepped out, stopping steadily in mid-air as if standing on an invisible platform.

Planetary Level! Could it be Jia Yi? Feng Qingmo looked up at the man in the suit standing in the void, guessing to himself.

Jia Yi looked down at the students below, slowly descending until he hovered three meters above the ground.

Though he was not tall and had a lean build, he radiated an incredibly powerful aura. That sense of gravity, akin to a deity, made everyone feel an involuntary sense of awe.

"I am Jia Yi," he said, standing in the air, his gaze peaceful as he looked at the students. "Every time the Huashan Training Camp opens, I come to see you if I have the time. In my heart, you represent the best-performing martial artists from every practical combat assessment or the past six months to a year..."

He descended further, landing lightly on the stage in front of all the students.

"I am very gratified that you chose to join the military! In the era before the Great Nirvana, the duty of a soldier was to protect the home and defend the country. Today, our duty remains to protect the people, only the enemies have changed into those monsters..."

His tone shifted from calm to somewhat impassioned.

"Since the Great Nirvana, countless soldiers of our nation have shed their blood and sacrificed their lives, disregarding death. Together with other martial artists, we were able to establish the Six Great Base Cities and allow over a billion people to continue living in peace..."

"Now, the monsters we face are more numerous and powerful than ever! But the martial artists of our nation are also becoming more numerous and stronger. One day, we will completely eradicate all the monsters!"

"To eradicate all the monsters, we cannot rely on us alone!" He raised his right hand to pat his chest, then pointed at the head of the training camp. "We must rely on them!"

He pointed his hand toward all the students: "And even more, we must rely on you!"

All the students felt their blood boiling.

"Eradicate the monsters!" The student representative standing at the very front clenched his fist, swung his arm, and shouted loudly.

"Eradicate the monsters!" Driven by the momentum, the other students raised their arms and shouted in unison.

After the students had called out a few times, Jia Yi said in a deep voice, "Very good. Remember your goal. To achieve this goal, you need to put in ten or a hundred times the effort, sweat, and even blood!"

"Flowers in a greenhouse cannot withstand the wind and rain. The training camp is not a greenhouse; it is a furnace. Whether you are a common stone or a precious jade, as long as you endure the tempering of the furnace, you will surely transform into a brilliant diamond to pierce through that endless tide of monsters!"

Inspired by Jia Yi's words, the students were filled with enthusiasm and surging emotions!

Afterward, Jia Yi announced the end of the opening ceremony, declaring today a day of rest and that the life of cultivation would officially begin tomorrow.

As the students dispersed, Feng Qingmo was about to return to continue his training when his watch suddenly received a message: Come to room 201 of the central building.

The message was from Li Ping, so Feng Qingmo had to turn around and head toward the central building.

Central building, outside room 201.

Feng Qingmo raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

He pushed the door open and couldn't help but freeze. He hadn't expected that it wouldn't just be Li Ping; Jia Yi was there as well—out of politeness, he hadn't probed the room with his spiritual energy from outside.

Having learned his lesson from Dr. Long, he understood that some people were naturally sensitive to spiritual energy detection, and anyone above the War God Level would inevitably sense close-range spiritual energy probes.

"Chief, Teacher Li." Feng Qingmo quickly stood still and greeted them.

Jia Yi looked him over and said with a smile, "You must be Feng Qingmo. Very good!"

"Yes, Chief, I am Feng Qingmo."

"Come, sit. Don't just stand there." Jia Yi walked to the sofa and sat down first, then added, "Li Ping, you sit too."

Feng Qingmo and Li Ping sat on either side of Jia Yi.

"I heard from Li Ping that you arrived at the training camp early and have been training very diligently for the past half-month. That is very good."

Jia Yi's voice was calm, lacking the aloofness of a Planetary Level powerhouse, making one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze.

"However, cultivation is not just about burying your head in hard work. That is why you need teachers to guide you, teammates to spar with, and the need to go to the wilderness for experience..."

"Chief, I understand." Feng Qingmo nodded.

"I read the feedback after Dr. Long examined you," Jia Yi looked into his eyes. "The data says the potential of the spiritual core in your sea of consciousness is between an entry-level War God and a mid-level War God. As long as your spiritual core completely dissolves, your vision problem should be solved. I don't have a way to help with that; it can only depend on you..."

He paused, then added, "Though it wouldn't be accurate to say there is no way at all. While I am not a spirit reader, I have come into contact with some and know that the core in a spirit reader's sea of consciousness exists because their physical fitness is not up to par, making them unable to carry all their spiritual energy, so..."

"As long as your physical fitness can reach the Advanced War General level in a short time, the spiritual energy core in your sea of consciousness will automatically dissolve!"

"There are some treasures in the training camp that accelerate physical evolution, but none are particularly high-grade. If you want the one with the best effect, that would be the 'Dragon Blood' from the Limit Dojo. Unfortunately, I don't have any..."

Feng Qingmo resisted the urge to roll his eyes—If you don't have it, why are you even bringing it up!

"Haha," seeing his expression, Jia Yi couldn't help but chuckle. "Although I don't have any on hand right now, I do have channels to obtain it. Besides, you have mastered the first layer of the Wind-Washing Sword, but I'm afraid you don't have the money to buy the manual for the second layer, do you?"

"That's right." Feng Qingmo nodded straightforwardly. "That's why I previously applied to the training camp to go to the wilderness area to hunt monsters..."

"Haha," Jia Yi laughed again. "Even if you master the first layer, your explosive power is only 1.8 times. At most, you can only exert the strength of an entry-level War General. Combined with your spiritual energy, you'd only be a mid-level War General. If you want to rely on hunting monsters to save up for the second layer's manual, it would take forever..."

"Indeed," Li Ping also laughed. "The second layer of the Wind-Washing Sword costs 1.5 billion, and even at half price, it's 750 million. Relying solely on hunting beast-soldier and beast-general level monsters, you might not even save enough in a year..."