Juxing Club

Juxing Club, a club that had consistently placed in the top five of the Huaxia Glory War and had remained firmly in the top three these past few years—a powerhouse of the Glory Alliance!

Juxing, just as its name implied, had one purpose: to gather every top-tier star in the Glory Alliance.

Anyone who could join it had a boundless future ahead.

That was why Gao Hai was so excited.

Even though he knew the invitation was not for him, he could not help getting worked up.

After all, Yage was a friend he had grown up playing with. If she could join Juxing Club, he would have face whenever he spoke of it in the future. Who would dare provoke him then?

When one person attained the Dao, even the chickens and dogs ascended to heaven. If Yage joined Juxing Club, Gao Hai could benefit as well—for example, through combat techniques. The combat techniques taught by Juxing Club were no ordinary goods.

"Juxing Club?"

Wrapped in this sudden stroke of fortune, Yage looked equally excited. Her body trembled faintly, as though she could scarcely believe it.

Yet even so, the girl did not lose her composure. She clearly knew Juxing Club's reputation and asked doubtfully, "Why choose me?"

She was only sixteen this year and had merely reached Body Cultivation Stage Six. Her strength was above average among her peers, but she could not even be called outstandingly gifted, much less a genius.

At Jiangxin First High School, her grades did not even rank within the top thousand.

If not for her pretty appearance, she would have been just an ordinary girl at school.

Although she had refined the Eighth-grade Bewitching Butterfly today, it would take at least three years before the demon spirit truly matured enough to aid in battle. In other words, even if she participated in the National Collegiate Glory Battle, it would be three years from now. Previously, the many clubs and martial arts academies had valued her potential and intended to sign her to a long-term contract before training her.

But Juxing Club was one of the ten great clubs, a powerhouse of the Glory Alliance. They trained top geniuses or competitors who could directly take part in the Battle of Glory, and she seemingly was not qualified enough.

Juxing Club's representative was a woman who looked to be in her thirties. She wore a crimson-purple martial arts uniform, with a tall, well-proportioned figure and a silver-white longsword at her waist. She carried herself with a valiant, heroic air.

Seeing Yage's confusion, Zhang Ling smiled. "You would not be joining the Juxing Team, but Blue Sea Team, one of the ten major reserve teams. Blue Sea Team has performed very well these past few years. Last year, it even reached the top seven in the National Youth Glory Battle. The team currently lacks a Mental-type Demon Spirit Master, and I think the Bewitching Butterfly is very suitable."

"So that's how it is."

Yage nodded. Though it was only one of the ten major reserve teams, she was not disappointed. On the contrary, this felt right. If it had been the Juxing Team, she would not have dared believe it.

The Juxing Team was filled with monsters. Nearly all of them had refined Ninth-grade Demon Spirits or Earth Ranking Demon Spirits. Even their substitutes were beyond what she could hope for.

Even joining a reserve team had already exceeded Yage's expectations.

Those who could sign with Juxing, aside from refining high-grade demon spirits, certainly had their own exceptional qualities. Either they possessed extraordinary martial arts talent, rich practical combat experience, or perfect fusion with their demon spirits. They were not people she could compare herself to.

Just as Yage was immersed in her surprise, an image flashed through Lin Feng's mind.

"Bewitching Butterfly, Bewitching Banshee?"

At that moment, Lin Feng suddenly recalled something.

Although demon spirits were divided into grades, that did not mean low-grade demon spirits had no chance to evolve into high-grade ones. It was simply extraordinarily difficult.

Evolution required not only resources for nourishment, but more importantly, knowledge of the evolutionary route. If one blindly messed around, one could very well ruin the demon spirit. Not only could its strength regress, even its grade might fall. Such things were not impossible; they happened often.

The greatest benefit of joining a club was that it had specialized teams who designed and planned a demon spirit's growth direction, demon spirit skill combinations, and even advancement routes based on a person's strength, traits, and future career path.

In Lin Feng's memories, when he was in his third year of college, he had seen a Bewitching Banshee appear in the College Student Glory Battle.

And that Ninth-grade Bewitching Banshee had evolved from the Eighth-grade Demon Spirit, the Bewitching Butterfly.

It was not because Lin Feng had such a good memory, but because the news had caused too great a sensation.

That news had even ranked seventeenth among the nation's trending news searches that year.

The reason it had caused such an uproar was not because the Bewitching Banshee was overly precious, but because the person who refined it was named Han Tian.

Yes, there was no mistake—it was a man.

A man had refined a Bewitching Butterfly and even advanced it into a Bewitching Banshee. Han Tian himself was quite handsome, even somewhat effeminate. The breathtaking sight of the demon spirit possessing him still made Lin Feng feel a sour thrill whenever he thought about it.

Lin Feng clearly remembered that Han Tian's team had been Blue Sea Team.

Although Blue Sea Team had not entered the top three at the time and had stopped at fourth place, Han Tian himself had become famous. GG endorsement deals came one after another, and his income was even higher than that of the captain of Black Demon Team, the champions of the College Student Glory Battle.

"Three years from now?" Lin Feng murmured.

A demon spirit's growth was relatively easy, but advancement was extremely difficult, especially for higher-grade demon spirits.

For the Bewitching Butterfly to evolve into a Bewitching Banshee within three years was definitely not easy. This also showed that even if the advancement route and direction had not been completely mastered yet, they were close.

Since it had already been confirmed that someone had mastered the route for evolving a Bewitching Butterfly into a Bewitching Banshee, if Yage knew about it and made preparations, the terms of her contract would naturally be different.

There was only one grade of difference between refining an Eighth-grade Demon Spirit and refining a Ninth-grade Demon Spirit, but the treatment they received was worlds apart.

The gap could even be several times over, or tenfold!

Lin Feng no longer loved Yage. This girl's nature was not bad; she was merely rather realistic.

Besides, they had grown up together. Speaking of hatred was truly out of the question.

If he could give her a hand, Lin Feng would not refuse, so he decided to give her a reminder.

"Yage, go home and discuss it with your family. Listen to their opinion."

Just as Yage was about to agree, Lin Feng interjected.

"Hm?"

Hearing that, Yage turned to look at Lin Feng, confusion written across her face. She did not understand what he meant.

With such a good opportunity, what was there to discuss?

Her parents were both ordinary workers. Their experience was limited, and they could not offer any valuable advice.

But based on Yage's understanding of Lin Feng, although he had not become a Demon Spirit Master and might feel somewhat disappointed, he would not be so jealous of her that he would sabotage her good fortune. Moreover, Lin Feng had always been steady in his actions. Before an important figure like Juxing Club's representative, he would not interrupt for no reason. Since he had spoken, he surely had his reasons. She looked at Lin Feng, waiting for his answer.

At that moment, Zhang Ling also glanced at Lin Feng. Her brows furrowed slightly, her gaze calm and disdainful, though a faint, nearly imperceptible threat flickered in her eyes.

As a powerhouse, Juxing Club had a professional team of over a thousand people dedicated to demon spirit research.

Just as Lin Feng had guessed, the club had already mastered the evolutionary route of the Bewitching Butterfly. Though they did not yet know the strength or innate abilities the Bewitching Butterfly would possess after evolving, there were predictions that a successfully evolved Bewitching Butterfly might rival an Earth Ranking Demon Spirit.

That was precisely why she had recruited Yage.

To Zhang Ling, discovering Yage and signing her with a modest contract, thereby saving a large sum of money, would definitely count as a merit. Upon returning to the Upper Capital headquarters, not only would she receive a generous bonus, she might even be promoted by one rank.

Because Lin Feng had been ranked ahead of Yage, Zhang Ling naturally knew that he had not refined a demon spirit, and his Body Cultivation Seventh Stage strength did not make him a martial arts genius either.

As the person in charge of Juxing Club's River City branch this time, Zhang Ling did not consider Lin Feng worthy of her attention.

Therefore, even though Lin Feng had interrupted, she had no intention of paying him any mind.

She believed that no one would refuse Juxing Club's reputation.

"It's nothing. If you trust me, don't rush into making a decision," Lin Feng said without explaining. There was no way to explain this before everyone.

"Decide quickly. I'm returning to the Upper Capital today; I don't have that much time to wait for your reply."

Seeing Yage hesitate, Zhang Ling deliberately acted somewhat impatient. She lowered her head to glance at her watch, then waited for Yage's answer.

Although she was confident in the club at this moment, she was still somewhat anxious with all the major clubs around them.

"I'm willing."

Seeing Zhang Ling's brows knit slightly, as though she was dissatisfied, Yage feared that something might change and made her decision.

Yage nodded in agreement without even hearing the terms the other party promised.

Although she had refined the Bewitching Butterfly, as a powerhouse, Juxing Club's reputation meant she was not yet qualified to negotiate terms.

If she could join Blue Sea Team, the contract certainly would not be bad. There were unified standards for what contract one's talent and strength deserved, and joining itself was an honor. Even if she left after the contract expired, it would still be a credential when looking for another club or martial arts academy.

"Mm. This is a B-rank Contract."

Upon hearing Yage agree, Zhang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, though her expression remained unchanged. She took out a contract from her bag and handed it to Yage.

"Ah..."

Lin Feng shook his head but said nothing more.

Zhang Ling's urgency clearly confirmed his suspicions, but Yage had not noticed.

Yage looked at Lin Feng again, not understanding why he had sighed. But since she had made her decision, she had no intention of asking again.