What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Cangyun Prefecture, the official residence of the prefect.

"My Lord! If our Cangyun Prefecture loses again in this year's Youth Martial Arts Competition, we'll be at the bottom for ten consecutive years!!"

"These are all promising players recommended by various martial arts universities in our prefecture. Would you consider allocating more resources to them?"

On the top floor of the lord's residence, a middle-aged woman dressed in a gray business suit, looking like a secretary, slammed a stack of folders onto a large desk.

In front of her stood a thin, white-bearded old man, only about 160 cm tall, who was curled up in a large, comfortable office chair, with his legs crossed, chewing bubble gum.

A bubble that had been blown up was almost the size of an old man's head.

As the folder slammed onto the table with a "thud," the bubble burst with a "pop."

The broken bubbles stuck to the old man's beard and were all over his face.

"Ahhh, Ling Shu! You scared me to death!"

"Little girl, don't you know how to respect the elderly and care for the young?!"

The old man jumped up with a "whoosh," using his fingers to clean the chewing gum crumbs stuck to his beard, wincing in pain.

"..."

The female secretary, named Ling Shu, stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the old man speechlessly.

It's hard to imagine that the gaunt old man in front of you is actually the Lord of Cangyun Prefecture—Xiao Qiong.

A human hero who, single-handedly, withstood tens of thousands of alien armies on the battlefield of the heavens and saved hundreds of millions of lives in Cangyun Prefecture.

He is also one of the few humans who has reached the Fusion Realm.

You think someone at the Fusion Realm would be scared by me?

Ling Shu had a "see if I believe you" look on her face.

"Our Cangyun Prefecture's last place in the youth martial arts competition was due to the former prefectural lord—your grandfather—it has nothing to do with me!"

Xiao Qiong spread her hands, completely absolving herself of responsibility, with an expression that said, "Don't try to extort me."

"We'll see."

Xiao Qiong picked up the folder, muttered something, flipped through it a few times, then threw it back onto her desk and shrugged.

"Let the little ones handle their own affairs."

"What are we old guys getting involved in?"

Looking at Xiao Qiong, who was pushed around like a shovel, Ling Shu's forehead veins bulged visibly.

She had absolutely no way to deal with her godfather, the head of the manor, who was still acting like a playful old man despite his advanced age.

With a "smack," Ling Shu slammed both hands on Xiao Qiong's desk, leaning forward like an angry homeroom teacher who had caught a student secretly playing on their phone during class.

"Master of the Palace!!"

"Didn't you say you wanted to build our Cangyun Prefecture into the premier prefecture for the human race?"

"These children are seeds, the hope of our Cangyun Prefecture!!"

"Only by cultivating the younger generation can our Cangyun Prefecture truly..."

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Seeing that Ling Shu was about to launch into a long speech, Xiao Qiong raised her hand in surrender, reluctantly picked up the folder again, and muttered to herself.

"Even the dumbest person can't break through to the Thousand-Pound Realm by their teens!"

"How much more resource allocation do you want from us?"

"Are you suggesting I, this old man, go to the battlefield of the heavens and kill hundreds of alien races, then bathe them with my own blood essence?"

Ling Shu remained silent.

Listen to what you're saying, are you even speaking human language?

Breaking through the Thousand-Jin Realm in one's teens?

Not everyone is like you, cultivating like you're cheating!

No matter how much Ling Shu looked down on her godfather, who wasn't very competent as the head of the manor, she absolutely acknowledged that Xiao Qiong was a cultivation genius that the human race saw only once in a century.

He began his cultivation journey at the age of three, and his breakthroughs in realms were like a rocket.

He broke through to the Rock Realm in one year and the Thousand-Pound Realm in three years. Before he was even old enough to go to school, he directly reached the level of a typical martial arts college graduate.

He then achieved the Flying Heaven Realm in 5 years, the Nine Heavens Realm in 7 years, the Heavenly Sea Realm in 9 years, and the Qiankun Realm in 11 years.

They turned what others could never complete in a lifetime into an arithmetic sequence.

It is said that if it weren't for an accident in the S-level area of ​​the Battlefield of the Heavens, Xiao Qiong, who is 155 years old now, would very likely have become another top-level expert of the Human Race in the Dao Integration Realm!

"My Lord, I have a suggestion—"

Ling Shu spoke up.

She knew that the skinny old man in front of her was a cultivation genius, but definitely not a qualified teacher.

If you asked him for advice, he'd definitely send this year's top students from Cangyun Prefecture to the core area of ​​the Heavenly Battlefield to have passionate one-on-one battles with alien races.

"My Lord, I think it would be appropriate to combine the outstanding students from Cangyun Martial Arts University and various municipal martial arts universities into a special training class..."

"By concentrating all of Wuhan University's teaching resources, we can..."

"Ring ring ring—"

Before Ling Shu could finish speaking, a slightly jarring sound rang out. A red communication device on Xiao Qiong's desk went off.

When Xiao Qiong and Ling Shu saw the source of the sound, their expressions simultaneously turned serious.

Ling Shu wisely stopped talking.

This is the highest-level emergency communication from Cangyun Prefecture.

Unless a serious incident occurs that affects the stability of the entire Cangyun Prefecture, its use is strictly prohibited!

Xiao Qiong's expression also became unusually serious.

After answering the call and giving a brief reply, he got up and walked out.

"Liu Yunjin of Cangyun Martial Arts University has been attacked and seriously injured. I want to see which blind alien dares to infiltrate our territory!"

At this moment, the gaunt old man stood ramrod straight, and a murderous aura soared to the sky, causing the temperature in the vast lord's mansion to plummet to freezing point.

The chilling killing intent was almost tangible, making him almost unrecognizable from the old man chewing bubble gum earlier.

"We'll proceed with the Youth Martial Arts Tournament as you suggested."

After giving a brief explanation, Xiao Qiong disappeared directly from the lord's manor.

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Meanwhile, the administration building of Cangyun Martial Arts University was in complete chaos.

The university's security detail surrounded the entire administration building, so much so that even a mosquito passing by would be caught and its identity verified.

Liu Yunjin's office was packed with senior executives from Cangyun Martial Arts University.

"Minister Xu, how is the teacher? Is it serious?"

In front of Liu Yunjin, a middle-aged man dressed in white slowly withdrew his hand from Liu Yunjin's forehead, and Qin Xu immediately asked a question.

"The backlash to his soul caused serious injury."

The middle-aged man, referred to as Minister Xu, sighed and said with a solemn expression.

"Logically speaking, Principal Liu, with his peak Heavenly Sea Realm strength, although not primarily cultivating soul techniques, should have had his soul power become exceptionally solid as his strength increased. How could he be so severely injured?"

"I've done my best, and I've even taken the Soul-Nourishing Pill treasured by the academy, but—"

"Just what?"

"However—his soul's origin has been damaged. Even if Principal Liu's soul power can be restored, I'm afraid he will be stuck at the Heavenly Sea Realm for the rest of his life."

Minister Xu of the Medical Department of Wuhan University in Cangyun spoke his judgment in a low voice, his tone full of regret.

"How could this happen?!"

Qin Xu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His abundant martial arts energy seemed to evaporate in an instant, and his face was as pale as Liu Yunjin's, who was lying on a makeshift hospital bed.

"Did I... ruin the teacher's life?"

Qin Xu felt extremely guilty. If he hadn't insisted on bringing out the Heavenly Jar, his teacher's soul wouldn't have been damaged.

Just as Qin Xu was filled with regret, a cold voice came.

"Qin Xu, you are suspected of colluding with foreign races to murder the principal!"

"Now, in my capacity as the Vice Principal of Cangyun Martial Arts University, I hereby dismiss you from your position as Dean of Students!"