Rugged Splendor

In a villa in the high-end dormitory district.

A secured metal case opened with a beep.

Chu Wen studied the rows of bottles and jars inside with great interest, then looked over the man before him. "You're the only one who came to apologize to me."

"Wasn't it supposed to be like calling me in to answer for my crimes and make amends? Why did you come first instead?"

Chu Wen crossed his legs and sat back down.

"The rules at Martial University mean they generally won't interfere in conflicts between students as long as no one dies. But... there are exceptions to everything." Chang Yun, dressed in a black suit, forced a smile. "When some descendants of great clans beat people up, I'm afraid it's the victims who have to apologize."

Chu Wen nodded to himself. Lin Haisheng's uncle truly was no simple man. This world really was not much different from "gangsters cultivating immortality."

Coupled with the identity he had used to enter this place, it was only natural when he thought about it. Chu Wen, too, had supposedly been sent here to study by a top-tier force. Put simply, he had someone backing him.

If Chang Yun slapped Chaos Martial Arts Hall in the face, he truly would have no way to keep doing business.

Sure enough, as a businessman, he had keenly sensed this and had been the first to come offer compensation and an apology.

"These blood-energy source supplements surely won't catch your eye. They're merely extras. This jar of Mystic Turtle blood is the true good stuff—the blood of a demon king from the East Sea. It can greatly improve one's physique. Just rub a little on your body, and even a landlubber who can't swim will instantly learn how..."

A demon king's entire body was treasure! This item alone probably carried a price tag of over a hundred million!

"If you have the time, please remember to stop by the first pavilion in Dragonspine Corridor and sit for a while."

"We've prepared a dedicated seat for you. If you want anything to eat, simply give the word."

Only then did Chu Wen understand. Chang Yun truly deserved to be called a businessman—he was already trying to win him over and have him lend his presence to Dragonspine Corridor.

Still, considering how good the other man's attitude was, there was really no need for him to change Dragonspine Corridor's business landscape. He had acted only to clear away some hidden dangers for Jiangnan Society.

If he accepted these things, he would also get a place to rest for free. Why not?

Chu Wen gave a slight nod, indicating that he accepted.

Chang Yun felt as though he had been granted a pardon. With oil beneath his feet, he slipped away at once. "You carry on, then. I'll be leaving first."

Only after cleaning up this mess for his nephew did Chang Yun finally feel at ease. Otherwise, Dragonspine Corridor's business might not have been able to continue.

After Chang Yun left, Chu Wen first absorbed the blood-energy supplements.

The excess blood-energy value was directly converted into potential points.

Potential points: 36

The quality of these blood-energy source supplements was somewhat better than the ones Liu Shouren had given him.

As for that jar of Mystic Turtle blood, he left it in his room. He had other matters to attend to today and had no time to study it carefully.

Timing it precisely, Chu Wen arrived at an open field fifteen minutes later.

Xinhang Martial University used an elective course system. Large lectures with a thousand students were optional.

Thus, he had chosen several martial arts courses that interested him. He would first observe the teachers' martial techniques, then decide whether they suited him, saving himself plenty of time.

After all, Chu Wen could directly use potential points to grind proficiency. If he chose the wrong one, that would be a crushing loss.

What Chu Wen had chosen was precisely the offensive martial technique he currently lacked most. It was said that this class was taught by a teacher sent by Chaos Martial Arts Hall as well.

Some top-tier powers would send martial artists here to socialize, conveniently picking up the title of teacher and teaching a class or two.

Chu Wen had chosen a teacher named Rox. From the photo, he looked like an exceedingly young man. It was hard to believe that he was already a War God-level powerhouse!

Naturally, Xinhang Martial University's students would not miss a class taught by a War God-level powerhouse!

Chu Wen had arrived right on time, yet the place was already packed to the brim.

Several girls were even staring dreamily at the man in the very center of the field—

Rox.

The man had blond hair and blue eyes, wore a clean martial arts uniform, and carried a battle saber on his back. He possessed the air of a Western painter.

The bell rang. Rox did not waste any words, though his gaze casually swept over Chu Wen, who stood in the distance.

There was also a trace of puzzlement in Chu Wen's eyes. He had the distinct feeling that this man knew him... Perhaps he knew about what had happened at Chaos Martial Arts Hall.

"This move is called Lodging Blade. It is a saber technique at Xinhang Martial University that is relatively easy to learn."

The muscles on Rox's body began to pulse in rhythm with his saber technique as he explained, "When gripping the saber with your right hand, pay attention to the point where you exert force. This saber technique emphasizes hidden force. Force Lodging Blade is also another name for it. How much hidden force it can unleash..."

As the saber technique became increasingly exquisite, different cries of amazement rose from the crowd around Rox.

A War God-level martial artist personally teaching in such a simple, accessible manner—perhaps only students of the nine Martial Universities had access to something like this.

Yet Chu Wen was experiencing every single slash of Rox's blade—

There was a spirit in his saber!

Could this be "martial sense"?

He became so engrossed that, before he knew it, class had ended.

Rox slowly sheathed his saber and gave the students a deep, gentlemanly bow. It was difficult to imagine that he was the same person who had just sent cold flashes gleaming from his blade.

"So handsome..."

"I'm seriously going to be charmed senseless..."

"They say Teacher Rox is the youngest War God, only eighteen years old... He's a genius of the Yatu Family."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Don't talk nonsense. The Yatu Family is..."

A group of students whispered among themselves, while Rox merely smiled faintly. "All right, see you next week."

As he spoke, his gaze casually fell upon Chu Wen.

Only then was Chu Wen certain that the other man truly had been looking at him.

A few minutes later, the students dispersed. Rox walked over, the faint smile never leaving his face.

"Looks like you've adapted rather well to life here."

"When Deputy Hall Master Yang recommended that you come to the university, I strongly opposed it."

Bang!

Chu Wen was sent flying backward. He clawed at the ground with both hands before stabilizing himself, staring in alarm at his already split right palm.

"Your reactions are indeed quick."

Rox revealed a pair of seemingly innocent large eyes. "But I hope you can make it into the top ten."

"Otherwise, you won't be qualified to learn what they want you to learn."

"Climbing into the top ten in two years—I'm looking forward to it."

Just as Chu Wen was about to reply, Rox had already vanished without a trace, leaving him alone as he slowly rose to his feet.

"Opposed to me entering the university... Heh."

This was merely a minor interlude. Most of the courses Chu Wen had chosen were scheduled within the same day. In the afternoon, he met Chen Dai again and had dinner before heading to another large lecture hall that seated a thousand people.

This was a major course. Only geniuses from great clans would skip it.

Because this class covered the history of martial artists and their theoretical framework.

Every class here could be compiled into a book and uploaded to the optical brain for the world to learn from.

Yet this was Xinhang Martial University. Things ordinary people could never learn in their entire lives were discussed here at any time.

Some great clan geniuses might have absorbed such knowledge from childhood and already known the martial arts history and theoretical framework of all Blue Star.

But Chu Wen was different. As his strength rose, his understanding of martial arts was clearly beginning to fall behind. He definitely could not miss this kind of class.