An Intermediate War God Level Spirit Reader!

The Headquarters Building of Limit Hall, in Northwest City's Main Urban District.

In a conference room on the twenty-seventh floor, silence reigned. The only sound was Yang Zheng leafing through the contract.

The terms of the contract were extraordinarily generous.

The plant spirit Verdant Grass Dew, a King-Level Intelligent Fighter, Fundamentals of Psychokinesis, ownership of a Black God Set, and ownership of an Ancient Civilization Gravity Chamber.

"Inspector, may I sign the contract now?"

Such generous terms were hard to refuse, especially the manual Fundamentals of Psychokinesis. Yang Zheng was truly itching to learn the spiritual force attack techniques recorded within it.

"If you've checked everything, go ahead and sign!"

Inspector Liu nodded, then handed him another identical contract. "Sign this one too. You'll keep one copy, and our martial arts school will keep the other."

"All right!"

Yang Zheng nodded and signed the contracts at once.

"Besides what's listed in the contract, I've also brought a portion of dragon blood on the school master's orders. Consider it a reward for challenging the Trial Tower!"

Inspector Liu put away the contracts, then took an even smaller combination case out of the silver one and handed it to Yang Zheng.

"Dragon blood!"

Yang Zheng's eyes lit up. What did he need most right now? Treasures that could improve his physical fitness.

Dragon blood could double a person's strength and accelerate their future cultivation. Though its effects fell short of a plant spirit's, it was exactly what he needed most at present.

The stronger Yang Zheng's body became, the stronger his spiritual force would naturally become.

As soon as he received the dragon blood, Yang Zheng returned to the underground chamber beneath his villa.

Light illuminated the entire chamber.

Yang Zheng set the combination case in a corner and slid his finger across the fingerprint scanner. With a click, the case opened.

Inside was a test tube secured in foam. Golden blood filled a little over a third of the tube.

So this was dragon blood worth eighty billion?

Yang Zheng removed the foam and carefully picked up the test tube. Beneath the fluorescent light, the golden blood within it made his heart tremble.

There was an instruction sheet too!

Beneath the compartment holding the dragon blood lay an instruction sheet. Yang Zheng picked it up and read it carefully.

According to the instructions, he only needed to apply the dragon blood to his skin. There was no need to cover his whole body; applied to a single spot, it would naturally permeate his entire body.

"Let's do this!"

"I hope this gives my physical fitness a more comprehensive boost!"

Yang Zheng took off his shirt and lay flat on the floor. Then he pulled the stopper from the test tube, poured the mercury-like dragon blood onto his chest, and spread it over his entire upper body.

Before long, he felt his chest and arms begin to heat up. Streams of heat rapidly sank into his body, coursing through every part of him.

As those currents passed through him, Yang Zheng's whole body began to tremble faintly. It felt as though countless ants were biting him, and the pain kept intensifying.

"Ugh!"

Yang Zheng's muscles twitched involuntarily. Along with the pain that pierced deep into his marrow, every cell in his body devoured the dragon blood's energy and began a frenzied transformation.

At the same time, the Pyramid in Yang Zheng's sea of consciousness released vast amounts of mist, filling that space and steadily increasing the mist's density.

After an unknown amount of time, the mist that had originally filled his sea of consciousness had become a mixture of mist and liquid.

Meanwhile, as the dragon blood's energy washed through his body, a layer of grime coated him from head to toe.

What incredible strength. Compared to my previous punching power, this was probably more than a two- or threefold increase. Excitement spread across Yang Zheng's face as he felt the astonishing power within him.

The weaker a person was, the more pronounced the effects of dragon blood became.

Although dragon blood was said to double a person's strength, that was only a rough estimate. For weaker fighters, such as Warrior Level martial artists, the increase was greater than twofold.

"I'll test it in a moment!"

Yang Zheng hurried out of the underground chamber, washed all the grime off in the bathroom, then quickly entered the Martial Arts Training Hall.

When I tested myself yesterday, my punching power was 15,702 kilograms, only approaching Intermediate War General Level. Now that I've used dragon blood, how much has my physical fitness improved?

Filled with anticipation, Yang Zheng walked to the corner and switched on the Punch Strength Tester.

After a deep breath, his right fist slammed into the punching target like a cannonball, accompanied by a sonic boom.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A succession of dull impacts rang out, and a string of numbers flashed across the Punch Strength Tester's screen-

.㎏39324,gk99324,gk59324

He had used no special method of exerting force, simply unleashing all his body's raw strength. Yet the readings on the screen filled Yang Zheng with delight.

Advanced General Level punching power began at 32,000 kilograms, while a Beginner War God's began at 64,000 kilograms.

That single tube of dragon blood had increased his physical fitness to 2.7 times its previous level, taking him from nearly Intermediate War General Level to Advanced General Level.

Though Yang Zheng had not tested his speed, with his physical fitness improved this much, his speed could hardly be poor. His reaction speed went without saying.

A Spirit Reader's reaction speed was likewise at least two levels higher.

An increase to 2.7 times my previous strength. Besides the dragon blood, my spiritual force also contributed to improving my physical fitness.

When his spiritual force had first awakened ten days ago, Yang Zheng's physical fitness had improved only slightly. Now that his spiritual force had suddenly increased so much, it naturally strengthened his body as well.

My physical fitness has reached Advanced General Level. Since spiritual force is usually two levels above physical fitness, does that make me an Intermediate War God Level Spirit Reader now?

Yang Zheng calculated inwardly. Intermediate War God Level ranged from 128,000 to 256,000 kilograms.

Even a Spirit Reader who had only just entered Intermediate War God Level could easily kill an ordinary martial artist of that level.

"Let's see how strong my spiritual force has become!"

At a thought from Yang Zheng, a throwing knife rose from the weapons rack against another wall. Its handle pointed toward the Punch Strength Tester, and it instantly streaked across the roughly twenty-meter gap like a ray of light.

Boom!

The punching target shook violently, and a number immediately appeared on the display-

"192,515 kg."

Seeing this number, Yang

Zheng could not help marveling. At the Apprentice Level stage, especially in a remote region like Earth, Spirit Readers truly held an absolute advantage.

A Spirit Reader's combat prowess did not lie in strength alone. Their attacks could travel at ten times the speed of sound or even faster, and change direction instantly. Unless their opponent hid inside a turtle shell, death was inevitable.

"I need to raise my force amplitude to fivefold as soon as possible, then exchange for a plant spirit to improve my physical fitness."

"Then I'll push toward High-level War God, or even..."

"Planetary Level!"