High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

The alloy door slides open to both sides.

Feng Mo nodded slightly.

"Uncle Li."

Li Changqing strode in, carrying his signature thermos.

He looked around.

His gaze lingered on the corroded spirit-gathering array patterns for half a second.

My eyelid twitched slightly, then returned to normal.

On the way here, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth stirred again.

The meeting point was Feng Mo's room.

It seems that the last unusual event was also caused by this kid.

Cultivation alone can trigger extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth.

"It seems your cultivation has improved again," Li Changqing remarked.

Feng Mo smiled slightly.

"Some gains."

Li Changqing pulled up a chair and sat down, getting straight to the point and announcing the changes to the competition format.

Feng Mo raised an eyebrow slightly at this, but didn't say anything.

Let's change it; the result will be the same for him anyway.

Li Changqing, accustomed to Feng Moyun's nonchalant nature, continued:

"Yun Wanrou, a top professor at Shanghai Martial Arts University, has taken a liking to your talent."

He unscrewed the lid and blew on the steam.

"She wants to take you on as her last disciple, allowing you to skip the martial arts exam and be specially admitted to the Shanghai Martial Arts University. What do you think?"

Feng Mo pulled over another chair and sat opposite Li Changqing.

His expression was calm as he lightly tapped his fingertips on the table.

"Uncle Li," Feng Mo asked calmly, "how influential is this distinguished professor?"

Li Changqing pursed his lips and slammed the thermos down on the table.

"She was one of my old flames back then," he said bluntly, "but she's not qualified to be your mentor."

Li Changqing leaned forward and lowered his voice to explain.

"The martial arts university in Shanghai is a very complex place, full of powerful individuals and deeply entrenched families. A special-grade professor sounds impressive, but in that area, that's not the ceiling of combat power. With your talent, becoming her disciple would actually limit your potential."

He held up two fingers and tapped them on the table.

"My advice is, you can take the benefits, but don't become a disciple. Just participate in the national martial arts exam as usual. If you can crush all the geniuses in the country with your current performance and become the national martial arts champion, then you will be qualified to fight for better treatment."

Feng Mo nodded; these words were exactly what he wanted to hear.

With the benefits of breaking through defenses in the provincial league already so considerable, he would never miss the national martial arts examination, a hunting ground that gathers all the peerless geniuses of the Great Xia Kingdom.

At the same time, he glanced at Li Changqing in front of him.

He referred to a top professor at Wuhan University in Shanghai as his "old flame," and his words showed considerable disdain for the Shanghai leadership.

This Uncle Li's background is probably quite extraordinary.

"She'll be here to negotiate in a bit." Li Changqing revealed a cunning smile. "I'll play along with you. We must squeeze every last drop of benefit from the Shanghai Martial Arts University."

The seal and ink conveyed the meaning.

The two quickly finalized the details.

A moment later, footsteps sounded again outside the door.

Yun Wanrou pushed open the door and entered.

She wore a fitted purple robe, had a voluptuous figure, and exuded a powerful aura.

Her gaze toward Feng Mo was filled with fervor.

"Feng Mo." Yun Wanrou walked to the table, her attitude gentle. "I saw your performance. Without exaggeration, you are the most outstanding genius I have ever encountered since I started teaching, without exception! I suppose Principal Li has also spoken with you. As long as you agree to be specially recruited and become my disciple, I will give you the special privilege of being cleansed in the 'Awakening Pool' once."

Seeing that Feng Mo's expression remained unchanged, she patiently explained.

"Upon entering the third stage of the Awakening Soul Realm, a martial artist can awaken their martial soul."

The different grades of martial spirits determine the upper limit of future development and are the key watershed that widens the gap between martial artists.

Entering the Soul Awakening Pool to refine your spirit before reaching the third tier has a small chance of increasing the grade of your martial soul awakening.

This is a qualification that only core disciples of the Shanghai Martial Arts University can obtain by accumulating a massive amount of merit points. I'm giving it to you directly.

Moreover, as long as you accumulate enough merit points when you reach the second stage of perfection, I will give you another chance to refine.

Two rounds of Soul Awakening Pool tempering will surely put you far ahead of your peers.

Feng Mo leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped together, and remained silent.

Yun Wanrou frowned slightly and continued to increase the stakes.

She flicked a shimmering jade slip from her sleeve and pushed it in front of Feng Mo.

"Third-tier cultivation technique, SSS-level 'Spirit Awakening Technique'. The cultivation of the Soul Awakening Technique involves fusing true qi and spiritual power into martial soul power."

The higher the level of the Soul Awakening Technique, the stronger the quality and quantity of the condensed Martial Soul Power.

Starting from the third tier, martial artists mainly rely on their martial spirit to fight. The early body tempering and cultivation of true qi and spiritual power are all for the purpose of better controlling and manipulating the martial spirit.

Therefore, the method of awakening the soul is of utmost importance!

She placed her hands on the table, closing the distance between them.

"In addition, all the top-tier cultivation resources for your third-stage cultivation will be provided by Shanghai Martial Arts University."

In addition, there's a scholarship of 100 million Great Xia coins, guaranteeing you can focus on your cultivation without distractions.

With such generous terms, any top talent from any provincial capital would have already knelt down and become their disciple.

Yun Wanrou has this confidence.

Feng Mo picked up the jade slip and fiddled with it between his fingers for a moment.

He then casually tossed it back onto the table.

"The offer is indeed tempting," Feng Mo said calmly, "but I'd rather try my luck in the national martial arts exam, meet the best talents in the country, and get into a martial arts university with my own merits! There's no point in using connections or special admissions."

Yun Wanrou's expression changed slightly.

Her worst fears came true.

I'm not afraid of Feng Mo's big appetite, I'm afraid of his arrogance.

Once Feng Mo is fully exposed in the national martial arts examination, he will demonstrate his extraordinary comprehension and combat prowess.

The top universities in Beijing, Kunlun, and Shenzhen will definitely pounce on them like hungry wolves smelling blood.

The resources that Wuhan University in Shanghai can provide are the same as those offered by other universities.

If things get stuck in a "highest bidder wins" scenario, it's hard to say who will ultimately win.

She subconsciously turned her head and cast a pleading look at Li Changqing, who was sitting to the side pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Li Changqing coughed lightly at the opportune moment.

He picked up his thermos, took a sip, and began to perform a charade.

"Professor Yun, it's a good thing that the child is ambitious and wants to see the world's talents. We, as elders, can't stop him," Li Changqing said slowly. "How about this, let's compromise?"

He held up one finger.

"The benefits promised by Wuhan University in Shanghai will be fully honored."

Feng Mo did not pursue special admission; he participated in the martial arts exam as usual.

However, a contract can be signed in advance, promising that Wuhan University in Shanghai will be the final choice for university.

He raised his second finger.

"Once Feng Mo reveals his talent, he will definitely attract the scum of the Demon Worship Cult."

To prevent his premature death, the Shanghai Martial Arts University needs to send two fifth-tier experts to secretly protect his safety.

As for the matter of becoming an apprentice, we can discuss it after the martial arts exam. What does Professor Yun think of this plan?

Yun Wanrou pondered for a moment.

This requirement was somewhat different from what she had expected, but as long as Feng Mo was willing to come to Shanghai Martial Arts University, everything would be fine.

"Okay," Yun Wanrou readily agreed, then turned to Feng Mo, "What do you think?"

Feng Mo frowned slightly, but did not answer immediately.

He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table.

Tap, tap, tap.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Yun Wanrou's heart raced, fearing that the longer the night went by, the more unforeseen events might occur.

She bit her red lips and steeled her resolve.

"In addition to the above conditions."

Yun Wanrou raised her voice, "After you awaken your Martial Soul, I will personally fund and use my connections to have a 'Martial Soul Armor' custom-made for you, perfectly matching your Martial Soul attributes!"

Li Changqing, standing to the side, widened his eyes in perfect agreement.

"Martial Soul Armor, that's a treasure that money can't buy! Professor Yun is really generous and sincere!" he exclaimed.

Seeing that he had the upper hand, Feng Mo decisively stood up and extended his right hand.

"make a deal."

Yun Wanrou smiled, her tense body completely relaxing.

She reached out and shook hands with Feng Mo, then glanced at Li Changqing with tender affection.

That old fox, in the end, still sides with himself.

Although he was playing along with Feng Mo, he still spoke well of her quite a bit.

Being able to recruit a prodigy like Feng Mo into Shanghai Martial Arts University is already a huge win.

Tonight, he must be rewarded handsomely!

Li Changqing felt a soreness in his back and eyes from that gaze, and tactically looked away.

Yun Wanrou left behind the Spirit Awakening Technique, then gracefully left the room to arrange the subsequent resource allocation.

The alloy door closed again.

There were only two people left in the room.

Feng Mo and Li Changqing exchanged a smile.

Soon, his smile vanished, and Li Changqing's expression became extremely serious.

"Shanghai is full of powerful families, and the situation is unpredictable." He stared at Feng Mo. "There's very little I can do to help you."

The road is now paved, but there will be countless obstacles and venomous snakes lurking in the shadows ahead.

On the path of a martial artist, trust no one; only your own strength is the true foundation for your survival.

Feng Mo listened attentively and nodded.

"As long as you win first place in the national martial arts exam," Li Changqing promised, "I will give you a mysterious gift on the day the exam ends."

Feng Mo nodded slightly, standing ramrod straight.

"Whether it's the upcoming provincial league or the national martial arts exam," Feng Mo said calmly, exuding absolute confidence, "I will climb over all the geniuses and rise to the top. The name of Ning City No. 1 High School will resound throughout the Great Xia."

Li Changqing looked at the unruly young man in front of him.

That invincible aura that was just beginning to emerge far surpassed his own back then.

He picked up his thermos, rubbed his lower back, and turned to walk towards the door.

"Youth is wonderful."