I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

He said this as he walked toward the kitchen.

Ning Yuantai entered the house, cautiously looked around, and upon hearing this, was immediately flattered and said:

"May I?"

Xue Jing chuckled: "It's just a meal, what's wrong with that?"

"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer..." Ning Yuantai placed the box on the tea table and rubbed his hands together with a hint of anticipation.

After a while, Xue Jing brought three dishes and a soup to the dining table.

Although the number of dishes was not large, the portions were generous, with several large plates almost filling the entire table.

Xue Jing took a bowl and chopsticks, filled a bowl with rice, and handed it to Ning Yuantai: "Sit down, you can eat now."

Ning Yuantai reached out and took it, then sat down at the table and picked up a piece of braised beef brisket with his chopsticks.

Just as she put it in her mouth and chewed it a couple of times, her eyes widened instantly: "This..."

Not wanting to waste even a moment to speak, he immediately began frantically shoveling rice into his mouth.

By the time the meal was finished, almost all the dishes piled up on the table were gone, not even a drop of sauce remained, and the rice that filled the rice cooker had vanished without a trace.

"...It's so delicious, Brother Xue." Ning Yuantai patted his belly with satisfaction and sighed.

"This is the best meal I've ever had in my life."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "You're exaggerating. It's just everyday food."

“It’s true…” Ning Yuantai scratched his head, picked up the metal box on the table, operated the combination lock for a while, and then opened it.

Inside were a pair of ordinary-looking ice skates and an old, black-covered, thread-bound book.

"This is Zhige's reward for you," Ning Yuantai said.

Xue Jing curiously reached out and picked up the thread-bound book with no words written on the cover, and turned to a page.

Three large traditional Chinese characters came into view.

—The Yellow Woman's Skill.

Chapter 192 Huang Po Gong, Nourishing the Holy Embryo, Five Organs Gods in the Temple of the Five Organs, The Cheating Aspects of [Zhenwu] (4K)

"Huang Po Gong..."

Xue Jing looked surprised.

He never expected that the bonus from Zhi Ge would be this cultivation technique.

Master Li Qi once mentioned to him that in terms of "nourishing the internal organs," the Taoist Huang Po Gong is the most professional and is a unique internal martial art in the world.

The Hidden Dragon School follows an external approach, with rather ordinary methods for nourishing the internal organs. It can only indirectly train the five internal organs by using the Shaking Armor Technique to work from the outside in, while simultaneously exercising the skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and blood.

Therefore, Li Qi always deeply regretted not being able to obtain "Huang Po Gong" when he was young.

Unexpectedly, this cultivation technique that Li Qi had been longing for was now in his hands so easily.

Xue Jing's eyes flashed, and he flipped through a few more pages of the thread-bound book, giving a general overview of its contents.

They are all written in traditional Chinese characters, showing various energy circulation routes, accompanied by human figure illustrations, and some seemingly mysterious Taoist verses.

He didn't look at it much, but closed it and put it aside on the table, intending to have his master, Li Qi, identify whether it was really Huang Po Gong before making a decision.

"This is the [GOD-1062 Ice Skates]?"

As Xue Jing asked the question, he reached into the box and picked up the seemingly ordinary white ice skates.

The moment the hands touched, a prompt immediately popped up on the panel.

[Divine matter detected; absorbing divinity...]

"Yes." Ning Yuantai nodded.

Seeing Xue Jing studying it with curiosity, Ning Yuantai thought for a moment and then said:

"Brother Xue, just look at this, don't wear it."

“God’s relics always have side effects, without exception… GOD-1062’s side effects are quite severe. Once you put it on, it becomes one with the wearer, and the only way to remove it is through amputation.”

"And for some reason, it is impossible to cure the amputation through any medical means. Even the top doctors who can perform 'super surgery' cannot do it. It's as if... a part of the soul was also cut off along with it."

"The only way for anyone who has ever worn GOD-1062 to regain their legs is to get a xenograft."

Xue Jing nodded: "I understand."

He had already reviewed the information about ice skates, so he wouldn't risk his life.

After thinking for a moment, Xue Jing asked, "Yuan Tai, may I ask who this important person is who gave me this copy of 'Huang Po Gong'?"

The reward for catching the skinner was a divine relic, given at his own request, while the "Huang Po Gong" was a bonus.

Why include it as a bonus? Because he killed a pure-blooded dragon, and they wanted to recruit him because they saw he was a capable person.

Xue Jing had a vague intuition that this was not the only reason.

The "Huang Po Gong" exercise is such a perfect fit. It doesn't seem like a spur-of-the-moment attempt to recruit someone, but rather a choice made after careful consideration by an elder for their own descendant.

Considering that Wu Youqing had mentioned that someone was protecting him when his homeroom teacher called to ask him to be an examiner for the martial arts exam, Xue Jing felt that the two things might be related...

"I'm not entirely clear on the specifics either," Ning Yuantai said in a low voice.

“When my team leader notified me, he said it was ‘a big shot’… I was curious and asked around, but even my superior didn’t know the details. He also heard it from his superiors as ‘a big shot’.”

Xue Jing shook his head: "I don't know what they're up to, they're being so mysterious."

Since he couldn't figure it out for the time being, Xue Jing didn't dwell on it.

Anyway, he only benefited from it, not from it.

As for the price secretly marked on the gifts of fate... we'll talk about that later.

Xue Jing and Ning Yuantai chatted for quite a while.

Ning Yuantai has a powerful background, coming from one of the thirteen powerful families. Although he is not a direct descendant, he knows many things that ordinary people do not.

Xue Jing learned a lot of inside information and gossip about the Sixth Agency from him, such as which thirteen families were the Thirteen Giant Houses, and gained a lot of knowledge.

More than an hour later, Ning Yuantai tactfully said goodbye and left, saying he would come back in three days to retrieve [GOD-1062].

After he left, Xue Jing glanced at the panel.

[Divinity absorption complete]

[Possessing Divinity: 1663]

Xue Jing put down his ice skates and nodded in satisfaction.

"A little over 500 points, not bad."

He looked at the panel, his gaze shifting to the [Dragon Horn] skill in the Divine Skills section.

Dragon Horn Lv4 (Divinity required for upgrade: 1663/800)

After thinking for a moment, he clicked on the upgrade.

Dragon Horn Lv5 (Divinity required for upgrade: 863/1200)

With the acquisition of the extraordinary skill [True Martial Arts], his body structure underwent a fundamental change, and the intensity of training he could withstand was now incomparable to what it had been before.

The Lv4 dragon horn can withstand 15 times the maximum gravity, which his True Martial Body can fully bear, and even has spare strength. He doesn't feel like he's almost dying from exhaustion after extreme training.

If it can be used to accelerate growth, then spending any amount of divinity is worthwhile.

Xue Jing stood up, and lightning dragon horns appeared above his head amidst crackling sounds, while silver-white dragon lightning wrapped around his body like feather ribbons.

Compared to Lv4, the Dragon Thunder Feather is now thicker and brighter.

With a single thought, gravity strikes.

"Crackling crackling—"

The silvery-white lightning feathers grew thicker and shimmered even more.

Fifteen times, sixteen times, seventeen times...

When it reached twenty times the limit, Xue Jing felt that this was the limit of [Dragon Horn Lv5].

The maximum amount of gravity he can currently withstand during training is approximately seventeen times the normal gravity.

“Lv5 is enough for now.” Xue Jing clenched his fist and let the dragon horns on his head fall away.

Just then, the door opened, and the cat, still sleepy-eyed, walked out with elegant feline steps.

She yawned, revealing a few small tiger teeth, and jumped onto the dining table.

Then he raised an eyebrow: "Huh? Where's my lunch?"

She looked at the empty dining table, a question mark appearing above her head.

Xue Jing stroked his chin: "Hmm... are you interested in instant noodles?"

……

I cooked a pot of instant noodles for the cat using my Lv7 cooking skills. At first, she was very dissatisfied and vowed to make that person with the same surname, Ning, who ate all her lunch pay.

But after taking the first bite, the incredibly smooth, chewy, and perfectly delicious instant noodles won over her taste buds, leaving her with nothing but the exclamation, "How come you can even make instant noodles this delicious!" before she started raving about it.

Xue Jing took the book "Huang Po Gong" and went out, hailed a taxi, and headed towards Canglong Dojo.

Upon arrival, he took the elevator, walked straight to the Yangxin Room, and pushed open the door to enter.

Li Qi was reclining in his wheelchair with his eyes closed, resting. Seeing Xue Jing enter, he spoke:

"What's wrong, Xiao Jing?"

"Master." Xue Jing greeted him respectfully, then stepped forward and handed the old thread-bound book to Li Qi.

"What's this?" Li Qi asked, reaching out to take it and turning it over.

Upon seeing the three characters "Huang Po Gong", his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Huang Po's Kung Fu?! Where did that come from?!"

"A few days ago at Master Zong's birthday banquet, I did something for an official organization..." Xue Jing recounted the process of capturing the Skinner and the cause and effect.

"This book, 'Huang Po Gong,' was a reward given by a high-ranking official."