I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

After leaving the Hidden Dragon Dojo, Xue Jing first bought some cakes and other snacks, then hailed a taxi and headed towards Qingfu Middle School.

Upon arrival, Xue Jing went straight to the library on the Qingcheng University campus, swiping his card along the way to reach the seventh floor.

As always, the old and deserted pavilion was quiet and deserted. As soon as Xue Jing entered, he saw that familiar figure.

She sat alone on a wooden chair in the rest area, her high ponytail swaying slightly, her enviable hair flowing like a black waterfall.

Even when she was alone, she maintained an impeccable posture, and her elegant and refined appearance was approachable, as if she were your childhood sweetheart living next door.

But the quiet, mysterious aura surrounding her subtly revealed her extraordinary nature.

Wu Youqing put down the book titled "The Sword of the Reverse Cross" and turned to look at Xue Jing, a smile appearing in her beautiful pale purple eyes.

"You're here, please have a seat."

She stood up, walked to the wall, reached into a hidden cabinet, took out a tea set and tea leaves, and placed them on the table.

Xue Jing sat down in the chair opposite her, placed the bag of snacks on the table, and said with a soft smile, "BOSS, I'm back."

Wu Youqing hummed in agreement, but did not speak. Instead, she silently began the tea-making process.

After both cups of steaming hot tea were brewed, she opened the bag Xue Jing had brought, took out the cake, and placed it on the table.

He then sat down, picked up his teacup, and took a small sip.

Xue Jing also picked up a teacup and took a sip of the tea brewed by the [Sweet Water Kettle]. It still had that strange, indescribable sweetness.

But perhaps because he was used to it, he actually thought it tasted alright.

At this moment, Wu Youqing rummaged through her small bag on the chair next to her, took out a black ID card, and handed it to Xue Jing.

"Give me your containment pass; you can use this one from now on."

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing took out the Class C containment certificate from his pocket, handed it to Wu Youqing, and took the new one from her hand.

He looked at the new detention warrant.

It still uses a similar obsidian material, with the word "Death of God" outlined in white on the front. However, compared to a Class C containment warrant, it has some purple accents in a few places, making it look even better.

The back has two lines of text written on it.

Wu's Relics Containment and Research Co., Ltd.

[Specially Hired B-Rank Divine Relic Container - Xue Jing]

"Huh? How did I suddenly get promoted, Boss?"

Xue Jing was somewhat puzzled.

Wu Youqing said slowly, "You solved a mirror world... and it was a mirror world that reflected and merged with the border area. You killed a juvenile pureblood dragon in it. After I reported to the higher-ups, they directly granted you permission to be promoted to B-level containment officer without any assessment."

"From now on, you will be able to carry out B-level containment requests, and your authority will be higher, allowing you to view more information about divine relics."

Xue Jing rubbed the Class B containment warrant in his hand, a sense of accomplishment after his promotion welling up inside him. He raised an eyebrow and said:

"So, did my salary increase?"

Wu Youqing nodded: "Of course it will increase. The basic salary is two million, and the bonus for successful containment will also be increased accordingly."

"That's a good feeling."

Xue Jing smiled and nodded.

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Boss, don't you have anything you want to ask?"

Wu Youqing asked casually, "What do you want to ask?"

Xue Jing thought for a moment and said, "For example, how did I become the chosen one of God?"

Wu Youqing took a sip of tea, her pale purple eyes fixed intently on Xue Jing.

Only after Xue Jing became somewhat uncomfortable did she finally smile.

"you are lying."

She crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and crossed her long legs in jeans, striking a queen-like pose.

"You are not God's chosen one."

“You are far more special than the chosen one…”

Faced with those all-seeing eyes, Xue Jing's heart skipped a beat.

However, his expression remained unchanged, and he calmly asked with a puzzled look, "Oh? Why do you say that?"

Wu Youqing smiled and casually said:

"Because I am God's chosen one."

"And you... just don't have that vibe~"

Xue Jing tapped the table with his finger.

Wu Youqing noticed his slight embarrassment, but with a smile, she said softly:

"Don't worry, I won't force you to say anything if you don't want to."

Xue Jing sighed softly.

"I just can't beat you, dear sister."

……

Chapter 179 The Ceiling of Individual Human Combat Power! Official Protection (4K)

"How do you know everything, dear sister? Is there really nothing you don't know?"

Xue Jing couldn't help but say.

Wu Youqing picked up her cup, took a sip of tea, and casually said:

"I don't know everything, I just happen to know."

Then the conversation changed.

"Alright, I happen to have something to discuss with you, so your arrival is quite timely."

Xue Jing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she cooperated and stopped talking about the matter.

If Wu Youqing really wanted to pursue the matter, he would find himself in a difficult position, unsure of what excuse to come up with.

There was no way he could talk about Aban's matter. Without any prior preparation, no matter how fast he thought, he couldn't find a suitable, flawless reason.

'A terrible woman...'

Xue Jing sighed inwardly.

Wu Youqing is the only person who has made him feel troublesome in every aspect so far, as if he has always been controlled by her in some way.

Yet, she couldn't muster any ill will or defensiveness... because she had perfectly controlled her actions.

"You've officially 'debuted' now and have come into the sights of many interested people."

Wu Youqing hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"In the eyes of outsiders, your current identity is that of a 'gifted one' or a 'chosen one'... This is a good identity, although I don't know if you put this label on yourself after careful consideration or if it was an accidental stroke of luck."

"In short, this identity is enough to explain most of the abnormal phenomena in you. There are almost no flaws. Only someone like me, who is also a chosen one of the gods, can detect something is wrong."

She picked up a plastic fork, scooped out a piece of the cream cake Xue Jing had bought, put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times without showing her teeth, swallowed it, pointed at Xue Jing with the fork, and continued:

"However, this identity is not without its advantages and disadvantages."

Xue Jing asked in confusion, "What disadvantages?"

Wu Youqing pressed the plastic fork in her hand to her thin lips, thought for a moment, and said, "Have you ever heard of the 'Secret Martial Arts Club'?"

Xue Jing's eyes flickered: "I've heard of it... but I only know the name."

His agent, Jiang Siwei, had mentioned this organization to him before. It was said to be very powerful and capable of overthrowing a country... although it was hard to believe.

Wu Youqing said, "Well... then I'll just give you a brief explanation."

She paused for a moment, then said, "This is an organization that has existed for over a hundred years. Its founder was a man known as the 'Extreme Martial King'."

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes slightly: "The Supreme Martial King..."

He had heard of that name before.

Previously, when they were at the border, the person in the mirror had mentioned this name to him unintentionally, but when he asked about it out of curiosity, the person in the mirror was very evasive and abruptly changed the subject.

"You don't need to know who the Supreme Martial King is right now; you only need to know one thing."

Wu Youqing's pale purple eyes revealed a sense of caution.

"At this moment, he is one of the people residing in 'Cangting'."

Xue Jing's eyes widened slightly.

Cangting!

The very center of China, the true ruler and controller of the nine major metropolitan areas, the place that controls the entire state apparatus.

Its status is equivalent to that of the country itself!

In this light, the claim that the 'Secret Martial Arts Society' possesses the ability to overthrow this country is probably not unfounded.

The mere fact that the founder, the Supreme Martial King, was the one who took control of the Azure Court is already convincing enough.

"And now, the Secret Martial Arts Society has become your enemy."

Wu Youqing said it casually.

Xue Jing's lips twitched: "...Please explain in detail."

"When he was young, the Supreme Martial King was a little... extreme," Wu Youqing said tactfully.

"As you know, since the death of God and the beginning of the new era, we humans have obtained many power systems that enable us to elevate our individual strength."

"But most of these systems require the involvement of external forces."

“Things like ‘being granted an ascension’, ‘the implantation of a foreign body’, and even ‘new weapons’ that mutate the body are essentially ‘impure things’ that rely on external forces.”

"Among all systems, there is only one 'path that belongs entirely to humankind'."

Xue Jing murmured, "...Old martial arts?"