"Hey, buddy, have you heard?"
"Heard what?"
"That ssage from Huaxia’s official Martial Artist organization!"
"Oh, you an the Martial Prohibition Order, I know. Anyway, I haven’t fought any ordinary people, so it’s none of my business."
"No, I an the Martial Arts Conference!"
With the two ssages jointly released by the Hongng Pavilion and several major sects and noble families, martial artists all over Huaxia began to beco increasingly active.
Martial artists, after all, have co from the Enchanted World, so their feelings about the outside world are not as profound as those who originally lived there. But those who originally lived outside or have been outside for so ti have noticeably discovered that the spiritual energy has thickened.
Unconsciously, these people started linking the changes in the world with this news.
"The rewards seem really generous..."
"What, you have thoughts about it?"
"Of course! Isn’t this Martial Arts Conference open to the whole world? Anyone can participate!"
"Tch, they say so, but the spots are limited. First are those noble families and sects, while the loose cultivators have to line up slowly."
"Damn, why didn’t you say so earlier!"
"Where are you going?"
"Where do you think? To sign up, of course!"
In streets and alleys, martial artists with special communication channels began to gather and discuss, and the topic was invariably about this Martial Arts Conference.
What does a martial artist rely on for cultivation? Talent, effort, and opportunities!
Even if one’s talent is lacking, effort and opportunities can make up for it. And what is this Martial Arts Conference? It’s an opportunity!
Think about it, would the rewards offered by the official Hongng Pavilion and those hugely influential sects and noble families be lacking?
Many people were eager to try their luck. However, since there were too many loose cultivators and the places for them were limited, so people started to think of other ideas.
So who considered themselves capable chose to join a sect or noble family as a guest elder, while others spontaneously tead up to form small sects or the like.
Where there is policy, there are counterasures; the wisdom of the people is endless.
The Palace of the Nether King, being one of the most powerful forces in Linchuan and the surrounding areas, naturally attracted a lot of attention.
Many martial artists began to flock toward the Palace of the Nether King.
Even ordinary Nether Army mbers often encountered martial artists coming over to chat when walking down the street.
"Hey, do you guys need more people? How about ?"
Such things happened almost daily, making many Nether Army Warriors both cry and laugh helplessly.
However, joining the Palace of the Nether King was no easy task.
Due to the structure of the Palace of the Nether King, every martial artist wishing to join had to undergo a strict vetting process step by step.
But precisely because of this, many valued the Palace of the Nether King more. Wouldn’t an organization with such strict vetting be capable of great things?
So, the number of martial artists applying to join the Palace of the Nether King, rather than decreasing, increased even more.
Catherine was busy with these things most of the ti recently.
Under the guidance of several grandfathers, Catherine also began to recruit fresh blood for the Palace of the Nether King. After all, although the Nether Army Warriors currently had decent strength, they started late.
And now, the Palace of the Nether King indeed needed so young recruits.
For so reason, Zi Zhao frequently visited the Nether Army base recently, occasionally bringing ssages from various enchanted world realms and martial artists. Even if he did not co personally, he would send his two confidants, Liang Qi and Luu Chen.
Of course, Catherine also understood Zi Zhao’s intentions. Every ti Zi Zhao ca, he would eagerly approach Third Grandpa Qin Lunhui and that elder from the Pharmacist Clan. Who didn’t know what he was up to?
However, since Zi Zhao was currently an ally, Third Grandpa would occasionally collaborate with the Pharmacist Clan elder to create a couple of newly developed pills and hand them to Zi Zhao.
Every ti he received benefits, Zi Zhao was overjoyed, and he would bring even more resources. Such cooperation was tacitly accepted by everyone.
"According to so recent ssages I received, many families and sects that have been hiding in the Enchanted World for years have started to erge one by one."
Zi Zhao sat among the senior mbers of the Palace of the Nether King and the Pharmacist Clan. The conference table was fully occupied, and unknowingly, Li Chen’s influence had grown to such a scale.
Among those present, there were several Earth-level experts.
The Pharmacist Clan had two, including Zi Zhao himself, while Li Chen’s side had three, including Third Grandpa and Fourth Grandfather.
This included Zhong Tian, who had the highest apparent strength among those present...
Yao Chou and Ye Tu also sat to one side, both considered the fastest advancing, having one foot into the Earth-level threshold. They deeply felt the great benefits brought by the changes in the world.
Although cultivating within the formation set by Fourth Grandfather didn’t lack spiritual energy, the changes accelerated the formation’s absorption of spiritual energy. A better environnt led to faster improvent.
Ye Tu fared better, but Yao Chou’s expression was sowhat complex.
Didn’t he know what Li Chen was like when he first t him?
A guy of Yellow Rank, leading at most a group of ordinary people with relatively strong bodies.
But now?
Even an Earth-level expert like Zi Zhao had to co over to see good relations.
Moreover, it was said that two more Earth-level experts were considering joining the Palace of the Nether King, although they were still in the review stage. Once approved, the Palace of the Nether King, which was previously almost negligible, would gain two more Earth-level powers!
What an astonishing and terrifying change!
"That’s how it is." Zi Zhao wore a peculiar smile, "Although these people have just co out of the Enchanted World and are as arrogant as those guys before, they have to abide by the rules set by those above and can’t do as they please."
"So, these noble families and sects are currently facing a rather awkward problem that they must confront."
"They... have no money!"
Money, originally aningless to martial artists.
Especially for those powerful martial artists.
But now the world has changed, and so have the rules for martial artists. Even with strong power, they can’t act recklessly.
Martial artists, though strong, still need to spend, right? Food, clothing, housing, and transportation all require expenses. Especially for those families and sects that value reputation, how can they lose face in front of their children?
So when Zi Zhao spoke about this issue, everyone almost laughed in unison.
Even the elderly practitioners of Qi Cultivation Technique couldn’t help but smile.
"Money, it’s certainly a good thing."
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