High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

"This sense of power... is wonderful!" Su Jie slowly clenched his fist, his knuckles emitting a booming sound like muffled thunder.

"However, it's still not safe enough." Su Jie quickly calmed down. "After all, the Zhou family has been entrenched for many years, and they might have some trump cards up their sleeves."

Moreover, the Zhao family of Jinling behind Zhao Bingyun doesn't sound like someone to be trifled with. I must upgrade the remaining thirty-nine martial acupoints to level ten as soon as possible!

Only when all ninety-nine acupoints are at level ten perfection can I truly stand at the pinnacle of the Martial Acupoint stage!

With this in mind, he immediately contacted the Federation's internal network to check the contribution point exchange list. He needed to find a way to quickly and massively acquire Qi and Blood Essence.

The list was overflowing with a dazzling array of items, including all sorts of rare and precious materials, divine weapons, and advanced cultivation techniques, but all of them were ridiculously expensive.

[Pure Blood Qi: 1 Contribution Point can be exchanged for 10 points.]

[Centennial Blood Ginseng: Contains abundant Qi and Blood, estimated to yield 5000 Qi and Blood points, requires 600 contribution points to exchange.]

[General-level Monster Core: 0.01% chance to learn Martial Heart; requires 1 contribution points to exchange.]

【…】

Su Jie frowned slightly as he looked at the options. Exchanging for Qi and Blood was a no-go; it would be too much of a loss.

The century-old blood ginseng looks good, but extracting it into ordinary blood essence wouldn't be of much use to him. It would be more worthwhile if it could be directly refined into a pure essence.

I didn't expect that a monster core would cost 1 contribution points. It seems that Uncle Yang also spent a lot of money last time. I'll repay him when I have the chance.

"The efficiency is still not high enough." Su Jie stroked his chin. "It seems the best way is still to hunt high-level demonic beasts personally, or enter the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace instance!"

Just as he was pondering his next plan, deep within the Zhou family mansion on the other side of Linjiang City.

As the head of the family listened to his subordinates' report, his face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

"What did you say? The vanguard of the beast tide at Outpost 77 has been repelled?"

"And it's because a young man single-handedly killed dozens of general-level demonic beasts behind the beast tide, including a Golden Thunder Eagle?!" Zhou Tianfang's voice trembled with disbelief.

"Master, it's absolutely true! The news came from within the military. Although the specific details are being suppressed, the general situation is correct. That young man is Su Jie!" The man in black who reported this lowered his head, his tone filled with fear.

boom!

Zhou Tianfang smashed the solid wood coffee table next to him to pieces with a single palm strike, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

"Su Jie! It's him again! How could he have become so strong?! How long has it been?!"

He originally thought that Su Jie had just had some kind of fortuitous encounter, which led to his rapid increase in combat power, but his foundation might not be solid.

To be able to venture deep into the beast tide alone and kill dozens of generals, including elites, is no ordinary genius; it's a prodigy! A monster!

"Father, we must think of something as soon as possible!" Zhou Kun stood to the side, his face pale, his voice filled with fear. "He's already this terrifying; if we let him grow any more, our Zhou family..."

Zhou Tianfang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock and killing intent in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "This boy has become a force to be reckoned with, and we can no longer deal with him by ordinary means."

"Immediately issue this order: all members of the Zhou family are forbidden from provokeing Su Jie again in the near future! Anyone who disobeys will be expelled from the family!"

"Father!" Zhou Kun cried out anxiously.

"Shut up!" Zhou Tianfang shouted sternly. "Do you think I don't want to kill him? But the potential and strength he has shown have already attracted the attention of the military and the martial arts association's higher-ups!"

That old bastard Yang Baichuan is definitely watching us! If we make any rash moves, we'll be courting disaster!

A shrewd, calculating glint flashed in his eyes: "Temporary hibernation doesn't mean giving up. The martial arts exam is a perfect opportunity! When that time comes, geniuses from all sides will gather, and on the arena, fists and kicks will have no eyes..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Kun's eyes lit up: "What does Father mean?"

"Contact the Zhao family," Zhou Tianfang said coldly. "Inadvertently reveal Su Jie's situation, especially the secret that he might possess high-level martial arts skills and be able to improve rapidly, to Zhao Bingyun and the real genius of the Zhao family."

"I understand!" Zhou Kun's face revealed a sinister smile. "Using someone else to do the dirty work! During the martial arts exam, someone will naturally eliminate this major threat for us!"

……

Inside the rented room, Su Jie was completely unaware of all this. He had just made his decision.

"I'll save the contribution points for now, just in case. The most urgent thing is to contact Uncle Yang and get into the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace! That's where the real opportunity I need lies!"

He tried dialing Yang Baichuan's encrypted communication code again.

This time, the communication was quickly established.

Yang Baichuan's refined face appeared on the screen. He looked at Su Jie, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, which then turned into a gratified smile.

"Su Jie, it seems you've made quite a bit of progress lately," Yang Baichuan said meaningfully.

Su Jie felt a slight chill, knowing that his changes probably couldn't be hidden from this unfathomable vice president. He bowed respectfully, "I've made some progress, thankfully. Uncle Yang, I've made up my mind. I want to enter the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace!"

Yang Baichuan didn't seem surprised and nodded: "Very good. Your foundation is much stronger than I imagined. You are indeed qualified to make contact ahead of time."

He then changed the subject: "There is a dungeon world in the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace called the [Ancient Trial Grounds]. Defeating the monsters inside will reward you with health points, which should be of great benefit to you."

Ancient Trial Grounds?

Su Jie's eyes lit up instantly! This was practically tailor-made for him!

"I'll go!" he said without hesitation.

"Okay." Yang Baichuan nodded. "Meet me at the usual place at eight o'clock the day after tomorrow. I'll take you to the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace then."

Communication ended.

Su Jie clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"The Ancient Trial Grounds, wait for me! When I emerge from there, I will have achieved ninety-nine acupoints and reached level ten perfection!"

Time flies.

The day after waking up, Su Jie didn't go anywhere. He stayed in his rented room, familiarizing himself with his surging power while practicing the "Sky-Stepping Step" and "Shadow Flowing Sword Technique" to a higher level of proficiency.

As for the "Penetrating Void Finger," it consumes too much energy and can only be used as a trump card; it's not very useful for regular practice.

During this time, the old bracelet on his wrist kept receiving various messages.

There were inquiries from teachers like Li Heng, and even some unfamiliar communication requests, which were probably extended by certain forces or were trying to gather information.

Su Jie ignored them all. His eyes were now only on the Qi and Blood Essence and the level ten martial acupoint.

Early on the third day, Su Jie arrived at the abandoned No. 7 mine in the east of the city on time. Yang Baichuan was already waiting there, still dressed in his elegant blue robe.

"Uncle Yang." Su Jie stepped forward and bowed.

Yang Baichuan's gaze swept over Su Jie, his eyes filled with even more admiration: "Your foundation has become increasingly solid, not bad. It seems you gained a great deal from your trip to Outpost No. 77."

Su Jie chuckled and did not deny it.

"Let's go." Yang Baichuan said no more and led Su Jie onto the black aircraft.