Special Origin Power Battle Suit? Five hundred million Blue Star Coins? Li Yuan marveled in his heart.
Actually, Li Yuan had some understanding of Origin Power Weapons, knowing that they were very expensive.
While interacting with Gu Qianghan previously, the latter had mentioned it several times, and when attending general knowledge classes that touched on Second Rank Exotic Beasts, the teachers would occasionally discuss it as well.
But this was the first time Li Yuan had heard of such a special Origin Power Battle Suit.
“Li Yuan, there are two things you need to know,” Fei Qian said, “First, a special Origin Power Battle Suit can only play a significant role after reaching Fifteen Level.”
“So, once your body reaches Level 15 and your teacher informs the Martial Hall, the Martial Hall will secretly deliver it,” Fei Qian said solemnly. “You must keep the matter of the special Origin Power Battle Suit a secret; after receiving it, you must not tell anyone.”
“The purpose of gifting the special Origin Power Battle Suit is to protect you… not to harm you.”
“I understand,” Li Yuan nodded slightly.
This was the same reasoning as Dean Hai not allowing him direct contact with the ‘Stellar Earth Marrow Crystal.’
The innocent has no worries, the one who holds the jade invites trouble.
Having a treasure worth hundreds of millions of Blue Star Coins on one’s person—if word got out, it could lead to some desperate actions from others.
That would be a clever scheme that backfires.
“Second, when you become a Prime Warrior in the future, you will also return the special Origin Power Battle Suit to the Martial Hall,” Fei Qian said with a smile. “You only have the right to use it.”
“After all, it’s a huge help to First Rank Martial Artists, but when you become a Prime Warrior, the difference between it and a normal Second Rank Origin Power Battle Suit is negligible.”
“Alright,” Li Yuan smiled.
He had been wondering why the Martial Hall was spending so much, but it turns out it was only the right to use the battle suit.
But it was enough to demonstrate the value the Martial Hall placed on him.
After all, if he were to die while adventuring outside, the battle suit would naturally be lost.
When he became a Prime Warrior, spending 50 million Blue Star Coins to buy a normal Origin Power Battle Suit would be enough.
…
Not long after hanging up the communication with Fei Qian, Li Yuan received another private message from Wan Qinghe.
“Uncle Wan,” Li Yuan said with a smile, having changed his form of address.
“Congratulations on signing an S-level contract, from now on in the Martial Hall ranking, I’ll have to be one level lower than you,” Wan Qinghe had previously been quite serious, all business.
“No matter my level in the Martial Hall, you are still my Uncle Wan,” Li Yuan said with a smile. “The help you have given me, I always keep in mind.”
“Haha, what I help you with is minor, it’s mainly due to your own efforts,” Wan Qinghe laughed, feeling much relieved in his heart.
Li Yuan wore a smile, understanding Wan Qinghe’s concerns.
With his strength and talent becoming increasingly apparent, his status within the Martial Hall had quietly surpassed Wan Qinghe’s.
Wan Qinghe laughed and said, “Come to think of it, in Jiang City now, you must be the only Martial Path prodigy who has signed an S-level cultivation contract.”
“The only one?” Li Yuan was curious, as he really did not know this data.
“Yes.”
“An S-level cultivation contract is not just about money; it also represents comprehensive protection and many privileges—these are intangible benefits that your school contracts can’t match,” Wan Qinghe said earnestly.
Li Yuan nodded, feeling the uniqueness of the Martial Hall contract.
The school’s contract focuses on cultivation, but it doesn’t offer any special privileges after leaving school.
But at Level 6 in the Martial Hall, one can really mobilize a large number of Martial Hall’s intangible resources, besides money.
“Not to mention the others.”
“Just having the privilege to directly appeal to the provincial Inspection Envoy is enough to make a Hall Master at the bottom like me apprehensive,” Wan Qinghe remarked with a sigh. “You will gradually come to understand, Li Yuan.”
Li Yuan understood the implicit meaning behind his words and said with a smile, “Alright, Uncle Wan, if there’s ever anything you need from me, make sure to tell me, and I will definitely help with all my might.”
Out of the many additional privileges Li Yuan gained at Level 6, why did Uncle Wan specifically mention this seemingly inconspicuous one?
Perhaps it was indeed unintentional.
Or perhaps there was a deeper meaning.
“Haha, then if there’s anything in the future, I won’t be polite,” Wan Qinghe laughed. “You also concentrate on your training at school; I’ll look after things at home.”
“Although the Fish Spirit Clan has shown activity in Jiang City lately, everything is under control, with no significant impact.”
“In areas like Starfire South Lake Neighborhood, the defenses are already high, and I will pay extra attention to it,” Wan Qinghe said with a laugh.
“The Fish Spirit Clan is active again?” A glint of light flashed through Li Yuan’s eyes.
“They’ve been active all along.”
“Once your privileges are increased, you’ll know if you check the Martial Hall’s database; the Fish Spirit Star Realm has been infiltrating Jiangbei Province constantly,” Wan Qinghe stated seriously. “Jiang City is the provincial capital, a key defense point, so the danger isn’t too great.”
“But in many towns below, that’s where the casualties are large.”
Li Yuan nodded slightly, having grown up in Jiangbei and knowing a thing or two about these matters without looking at any data.
Every year, within Jiangbei Province…
Just from casualties caused by the ripple effects of the Fish Spirit Star Realm Alien Race, the number adds up to at least several thousand and often as many as tens of thousands.
“By the way,”
“Muhua is performing well at school,” Wan Qinghe mentioned casually, “I’ll observe and guide him more, and strive to sign him for a D-level cultivation contract when he’s in his junior or senior year.”
“Uncle, don’t force this,” Li Yuan shook his head. “Be strict with him; if he doesn’t meet the standard, he absolutely cannot be given a cultivation contract.”
“Haha, don’t underestimate your brother,” Wan Qinghe laughed.
After a while,
The communication between the two ended.
…
In Jiang City, inside the office of the Hall Master on the ninth floor of the Starfire Guanshan Branch Hall,
“An S-level contract?” Wan Qinghe muttered to himself, his face growing increasingly joyful: “Li Yuan is growing up so fast.”
Unique in Jiang City?
No, this is the only one in Jiangbei Province, and one can imagine how much Li Yuan will be valued.
“Guqin,” Wan Qinghe looked down at a document on the desk and muttered to himself, “Just wait.”