Yang Fan hurriedly bowed. "It is all thanks to Father's guidance."
Gu Xuanting waved a hand.
"Cut it out."
"I thought you would only break through to Godhood near your senior year."
"I never expected you to reach this stage in the first semester of your junior year. Your potential is even greater than I imagined."
At this point, Gu Xuanting's expression gradually turned serious.
"Under Federation law, every citizen must serve at Frontline for ten years after graduating from university."
"Your transfer order will arrive soon."
As he spoke, Gu Xuanting took out a pitch-black token and placed it in Yang Fan's hand.
"This is identification for the Ninth Legion at Frontline."
"From now on, you will be under that brat Jiuheng's command."
Yang Fan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.
Naturally, Yang Fan knew Gu Jiuheng. Along with Gu Le, he even had to address him as cousin.
"I have already planned everything out for you."
Gu Xuanting continued:
"After you reach Frontline, no one will assign you any mandatory missions. You only need to remain at the rear garrison during ordinary times."
"Unless a large-scale Divine Kingdom War breaks out, your physical body in reality will not face any danger."
"As for military merits, Jiuheng will find a way to handle them for you."
At this point, Gu Xuanting's tone suddenly grew heavier.
"Remember this. When you go to Frontline this time—"
"Your core purpose is not to kill enemies, but to gild yourself."
A flicker of surprise passed through Yang Fan's eyes.
"Father, ten years of gilding?"
"Isn't that a little too long?"
Gu Xuanting glanced at him.
"What? Think it's too long?"
"If this had been ten thousand years ago, there might have been room to work around it."
"But now, the Federation's Supreme