Dragon Blood

“Mr. Yang!”

Zhuge Tao and the other three directors also called out respectfully.

This middle-aged man, Yang Hui, who appeared to be only in his thirties, was actually over fifty years old. He was an Intermediate Wargod, usually residing at the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo’s global headquarters. In terms of both combat prowess and status, Yang Hui was on par with Zhou Zhengyong, known as 'Iron Hand'.

“It has been eight years since we last met. Come, let’s find a place to have some tea first, then we can have lunch together. Oh, Zhuge, is your elder brother in the Base City? Call him to join us,” Yang Hui said.

“Yes, I’ll call my elder brother right away,” Zhuge Tao quickly replied.

Yang Hui was a Wargod, President Zhou Zhengyong was a Wargod, and Zhuge Tao’s elder brother, Zhuge Shan, was also a Wargod. Friendships often depended on status and position; without a certain background or standing, one simply couldn't enter this circle.

“Iron Hand, is the Inspector within the Base City?” Yang Hui asked.

“The Inspector went to City No. 003 in the Wilderness Area a few days ago to hone his marksmanship against Lord-level monsters,” Iron Hand Zhou Zhengyong replied. “When the Inspector returns, I’ll take you to meet him. Six months ago, when the Dojo Master visited our Jiangnan Base City, the Inspector was still in the Wilderness Area.”

Dojo Master!

The word, coming from Zhou Zhengyong’s mouth, immediately made the expressions of the three directors and even Yang Hui solemn.

Only one person could be referred to as ‘Dojo Master’ by the President of the Extreme Martial Arts Grand Hall in Jiangnan Base City—the undisputed strongest individual on Earth, Hong, the founder of the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo.

Hong!

A powerhouse of infinite charisma! The strongest among the human race!

“The Inspector’s rigorous training is also to break through the Wargod-level and become an existence beyond Wargods,” Yang Hui sighed. “The Dojo Master once said that Inspector Liu has immense potential.”

The Inspector…

Within the global system of the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo, their status was extremely high! Far superior to that of Zhou Zhengyong, Yang Hui, and others. They were individuals who frequently had close contact with the world’s strongest, Hong. They could be considered among the top-tier executives of the entire Extreme Martial Arts Dojo.

“Come, let’s go have tea. We can slowly verify Luo Feng’s matter later,” Wargod Yang Hui said with a smile.

Immediately, Special Envoy Yang Hui from the headquarters, along with the four titans of the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo in Jiangnan Base City, left the airport.

…

Early morning, February 28th.

After a simple half-hour warm-up in the Training Hall, Luo Feng entered the audio-visual room. The blackout curtains on the windows were tightly drawn, leaving the room almost pitch black, with only a sliver of morning light reflecting through the main door, providing a faint glow.

“Activate,” Luo Feng issued a voice command.

He leisurely brewed a steaming cup of tea, placing it on the coffee table in front of him. Luo Feng sat on the soft sofa, placing a wireless keyboard on his lap, and quickly logged into the ‘Warlord-level Warrior Forum’ on ‘Extreme Home’ to browse posts, occasionally replying to some.

This forum gathered Warlord-level Warriors from South America, Europe, Asia, and all other regions. Occasionally, Wargods would also drop in.

Through the forum, one could also engage in one-on-one video chats with other Warriors.

The functions were numerous.

“A portion of Water of Life is indeed rare.” Luo Feng had intentionally replied to three old posts about the ‘Water of Life’ that had long since sunk to the bottom, bringing them back to the homepage. In forum jargon, this was called ‘digging up old posts’.

With the posts back on the homepage, more Warlord-level Warriors worldwide saw them, naturally leading to many replies and discussions.

Through these discussions, Luo Feng learned more about the ‘Water of Life’. He occasionally replied himself, engaging in forum chats with other Warriors.

“The number of Warlord-level Warriors worldwide under the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo is astonishing. Yet, no one knows where to find ‘Water of Life’,” Luo Feng frowned. “Is it really as the posts say, that a rare portion of Water of Life appears and is then auctioned off?”

Even if there was Water of Life, he wouldn’t dare to buy it now!

After all, his strength wasn’t enough. If the Vulture and Scorpion couple found out, it would be a nightmare.

“Forget it, for now, the most important thing for me is to improve my strength!”

“My strongest asset is my psychic power! Currently, my physical fitness is at the Beginner Warlord-level. According to the rule that psychic power is two tiers higher than physical strength, my psychic power should be at the ‘Advanced Warlord-level’, meaning I can directly sweep aside Advanced Warlord Warriors,” Luo Feng thought, delighted.

His previous kills of the old man surnamed Liu and the white strongman were through surprise attacks from behind, catching them off guard!

If it were a frontal assault!

With Luo Feng’s strength at that time, he probably wouldn’t have been entirely confident. But the current Luo Feng, facing those two, could sweep them aside even in a direct confrontation! It’s a recognized fact in the Warrior circle that psychic masters can sweep aside Warriors of the same level and fight above their rank.

“Now, I can sweep aside Advanced Warlords and fight against ‘Beginner Wargods’!”

“If I use cunning tactics, relying on the strangeness of psychic power, killing a Beginner Wargod wouldn’t be too difficult.”

Luo Feng’s progress was indeed astonishing. From his awakening until now, only eight months had passed. His true strength was already comparable to a Beginner Wargod!

This wasn’t surprising. Firstly, Luo Feng was an extremely rare psychic master among Warriors. It’s known that every psychic master is incredibly precious; they are born with extremely powerful psychic energy. When they are born, their physical body is weak, and their psychic power naturally condenses and lies dormant in their sea of consciousness.

Those with less innate psychic power exist as a liquid.

Those with more innate psychic power exist as a mixture of liquid and solid, with a higher solid proportion indicating more psychic power.

And those with astonishing innate psychic power exist entirely as a solid!

Luo Feng was one of the most talented types of psychic masters, so his own rate of improvement should naturally be astonishing. Coupled with the incredible effects of cultivating the ultimate secret technique, the ‘Nine-Layer Thunder Blade’, and Luo Feng’s own diligence… these three factors combined naturally allowed Luo Feng’s progress to reach an astonishing level.

In just eight months, he was comparable to a ‘Beginner Wargod’!

However, compared to Hong and Lei Shen in their prime, there was still a gap. Hong and Lei Shen had become existences beyond Wargods during the Great Nirvana period. Their progress was terrifyingly fast!

“The dark golden sphere in my sea of consciousness contains an enormous amount of psychic power. It’s only because my body isn’t strong enough to bear it that this vast psychic power can only exist in the form of a dark golden sphere.” Luo Feng held his teacup, taking a small sip, the aroma lingering in his mouth. “Therefore, the stronger my body becomes, the stronger my psychic power will be.”

“Right now, I should improve my physical fitness as quickly as possible!”

Luo Feng typed ‘methods to improve physical fitness’ and searched the forum. Soon, a large number of posts appeared in the Warlord-level forum. Clearly, this was a much-discussed topic.

He clicked on a few posts with very high views and replies.

“Methods, what methods are there?”

“Gene fluid? The price isn’t too expensive. Through a captain’s friend, one can buy a portion for 200 million. However, this gene fluid is quite damaging to the body. Generally, after taking it and improving one’s strength, it becomes difficult to improve further in the future.” Luo Feng shook his head slightly. Gene fluid essentially cut off future potential.

That’s why people like Wei Tie, Wei Qing, and Chen Gu, who hadn’t made any breakthroughs for many years and had no confidence in their future progress, would be willing to take gene fluid.

But for someone like Luo Feng?

With unlimited potential, taking gene fluid would be an idiotic act.

“The second method is good. If used, strength can generally double! Not only are there no side effects, but it can also increase cultivation speed.” Luo Feng looked at the second method, only to shake his head helplessly. “Unfortunately, the price is too high.” This second method involved applying Dragon Blood to the body, which would naturally strengthen it upon absorption!

However, the requirements for Dragon Blood were very strict. Firstly, it had to be from a King-level Dragon!

Secondly, it had to be the heart blood of the Dragon. A King-level Divine Dragon, once hunted, could generally only produce one portion of ‘Dragon Blood’.

How many King-level monsters were there globally?

And among King-level monsters, how many were Dragons?

One could imagine how high the price of a single portion of Dragon Blood would be!

“A portion of Dragon Blood, even at the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo’s half-price, costs as much as 80 billion! And that’s the half-price, which requires Four-Star Tier contribution points.” Luo Feng could only stare blankly. This was truly a legendary divine medicine, boosting strength without side effects and even increasing future cultivation speed! How wonderful.

Unfortunately, how many could afford it?

“The third method? Rely on hard training!” Luo Feng shook his head. He could only diligently train himself, which was the path chosen by almost all Warriors.

“With my cultivation speed…”

“In another six months, my physical fitness should reach Intermediate Warlord-level!”

“After Intermediate Warlord-level, in another year, my physical fitness should reach Advanced Warlord-level.”

Luo Feng nodded: “That means, in a year and a half, my psychic power will reach ‘Intermediate Wargod-level’, allowing me to sweep aside those of the same tier and fight Advanced Wargods! In three years, my psychic power will reach ‘Advanced Wargod-level’. I’ll be almost invincible among Advanced Wargods! By then, why would I fear the Vulture and Scorpion? Two flying daggers would be enough to deal with them.”

Of course…

His thoughts were optimistic, but all of this depended on a major prerequisite!

That dark golden sphere must be able to supply his psychic power until it reaches ‘Advanced Wargod-level’. If, midway, the dark golden sphere is depleted and vanishes.

His period of rapid strength improvement would end!

Every psychic master has a ‘rapid improvement phase’, which relies on absorbing the innate psychic power they possess. Once it’s all absorbed, the rapid improvement phase ends!

“As long as the dark golden sphere exists, my strength will rapidly improve! I hope my rapid improvement phase can last until my psychic power reaches ‘Advanced Wargod-level’.” Luo Feng yearned. An Advanced Wargod-level psychic master… could be called the most terrifying existence below the Beyond Wargod-level.

And his dark golden sphere…

How long would it last before being depleted?