Since the day Silver Plaza officially opened, several years had passed; to Fang Jueyu, over thirty years of life was a long period, but to the eternal universe, it seed like just a fleeting mont.
Silver Plaza brought Fang Jueyu enormous academic credit earnings every day, and the surrounding land was fully developed for housing. Nowadays, the housing prices here had soared to more than five tis the usual rate in Founder City!
Of course, most of the residents nearby were new martial artists who joined the Ming Sect.
Since the benefits of the Ming Sect were advertised, countless martial artists were eager to join, and so small gangs even disbanded themselves just to beco part of the Ming Sect.
Now, aside from Fang Jueyu and his group of founders, the Ming Sect boasted 24 King-level Transcenders, 177 Venerable-level Transcenders, and 1,325 ordinary Transcenders, with countless Controllers.
Faintly, the newly established Ming Sect even had the montum to rival the three major organizations.
Of course, those organizations had developed over millions of years; while Fang Jueyu’s Ming Sect was not necessarily weaker in terms of wealth, it was slightly lacking in characteristics like heritage and loyalty, which required ti to build.
However, Fang Jueyu was not in a rush. The unlocking of the third stage of permissions was enough for his strength to reach the Peak of Controller. At his current cultivation speed, it would take at least a hundred and eighty years, so he had plenty of ti to develop the Ming Sect.
Thanks to the nearly endless academic credits, Fang Jueyu enjoyed the best cultivation resources in all of Founder City. Moreover, the Life Crystal Cores that Jin Gang had helped him acquire in the Root Universe were far from used up.
With energy shared by Mohe and his incredible cultivation speed, Fang Jueyu’s strength skyrocketed to the eighth rank of Divine Ability User in just five or six years!
Of course, Fang Jueyu didn’t neglect the vast knowledge offered by the Ten Thousand Gods Academy. Gradually, he even constructed a prototype of the Root Universe in his mind. Unfortunately, though the Ten Thousand Gods Academy had plenty of resources, it contained no historical records, leaving him to explore and imagine on his own.
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In a room within the training chamber of Founder City, two figures were entangled in intense combat: a young man and a robot that seed stiff and dull. The aftermath of their every battle could easily destroy a large city on Earth.
But thanks to the special materials of the room, none of the battle’s aftermath spilled out. The dense energy in this room made the temperature and pressure reach incredibly high levels, even turning the carbon in the rocks into transparent diamonds under the heat and pressure.
"Hug-and-Slay!"
"Bang!" A combat chanical puppet with the strength of a first-rank Controller had its head and limbs twisted off and smashed to the ground, joints sparking with tiny flas.
"Host, why did you damage the school’s equipnt again? These need to be compensated for!"
"Heh, not durable at all," Fang Jueyu said, wiping sweat off his body with a towel as his wounds visibly healed. "Transfer the credits to the school for . This is small change; I’m a man who deals with millions of credits in minutes. Do I care about these credits?"
"Nouveau riche ntality!" Xiao Yi muttered, "Host, your growth has far exceeded my expectations. According to my plan, at most, you would be at around the third rank of Divine Ability User by now. You’ve indeed surprised ."
Xiao Yi’s tone had a hint of excitent. "Perhaps you can accomplish what they never did..."
"Huh? What did you say?" Fang Jueyu asked casually.
"Nothing," Xiao Yi almost let it slip, "Oh, right, the school sent an email just now; it’s best you check it out."
"Oh? What does the school want? It’s not that scoundrel Wang Genji looking for , is it?" Ever since Wang Genji borrowed his excavator—oh no, his Ancient God Chariot—he vanished as if he’d evaporated; he was probably on the run.
"Hahaha, Host, I heard that Wang Genji recently appeared in the farthest civilization in the Northern Universe, driving that Ancient God Chariot to dig up ancestral graves. Last year, he was chased by hundreds of Transcenders, and not long after, the ancestral graves of those hundreds of Transcender families were all flattened by him, and it was reported to the principal."
"Hahaha, only that guy could pull sothing like this," Fang Jueyu didn’t know whether to scold or laugh. Given Wang Genji’s capability, even the principal might not be able to catch him.
To be honest, Fang Jueyu understood Wang Genji. In just a few years of cultivation in Founder City, he already felt lonely, not to ntion that Wang Genji had wandered the universe for over hundreds of millions of years. Such loneliness would drive anyone to do outrageous things just to keep from going mad.
"Ah, poor civilizations," Fang Jueyu prayed for them in his heart, "Right, so what does the school actually want from ?"
"Host, here’s the thing. You Divine-level Martial Artists have a mandatory mission issued by the school every ten years, Controllers every 100 years, and Transcenders every 1,000 years."
Xiao Yi explained, "The school probably doesn’t want you to beco hothouse flowers. These missions are said to have a certain death rate, and the higher the martial artist’s strength, the more dangerous it is. They are basically issued according to the martial artist’s comprehensive strength. Host, you should be prepared ntally."
"Finally, sothing fun!" For ordinary martial artists, the re ntion of mandatory tasks would cause headaches. Even the simplest missions ca with a certain death rate, and sotis there would be high-difficulty tasks that were almost certain death. Comparatively, life in Founder City and the school was much more peaceful and secure.
But for Fang Jueyu, this was like going out for a breath of fresh air. After years of staying here, he was almost bored to death.
"Xiao Yi, help claim the mission."
"Okay," Xiao Yi promptly assisted Fang Jueyu in activating the mandatory mission for this year, "The reward is 50,000 credits; that’s quite a lot, so it probably won’t be a simple mission."
The reward Fang Jueyu received for taking first place in the Cosmic Federation School exam was only 10,000 credits, so it was easy to imagine that the difficulty of this task wouldn’t be much lower.
"What kind of mission is it?"
"It’s long-winded; see for yourself." Xiao Yi directly transmitted the mission details to Fang Jueyu’s mind.
Where there is light, there is also darkness. In this universe, the Cosmic Federation is the most powerful force on the surface, but there are always forces in the universe that aim to challenge the Cosmic Federation.
These forces are quite diverse, led by various martial artists. So aim to overthrow the Cosmic Federation, so refuse to comply with its managent, spreading wars everywhere, while others invade Federation-affiliated planets, engaging in intergalactic slave trading.
billion light-years away from the Guna La Civilization, the Okai Civilization was undergoing a calamity. A group of intergalactic slave traders was delivering a devastating blow to this civilization. Desperate, they appealed to the Cosmic Federation School for help.
"How boring, I thought it would be a task full of challenges," Fang Jueyu was slightly disappointed.
"Host, I heard that the Okai Civilization is a native civilization, and their young won are known for their stunning figures and fiery passion. I..."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!" Fang Jueyu instantly collected his belongings. "I am the embodint of justice, the envoy of spreading love; wherever there is injustice, there I am!"
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