I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

A rather human-like chill appeared on Ning Fengwan's cat-like face.

"Are you threatening me with him?"

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes, took two steps forward, and said with a hint of danger in his voice, "I can't pretend I didn't hear that."

Mr. An realized he had said something that could easily be misunderstood, and quickly said:

"No...no threat. I mean, if you continue to stay in Qingcheng and stay at this boy's house, it will definitely implicate him if the Kangde Company finds out. You should come with me to the main sect as soon as possible."

"..." These words really hit Ning Fengwan's weak spot.

She snapped irritably, "Nothing would have happened if you hadn't come! I already told you not to come looking for me for now!"

"I never wanted to be the leader of the Dragon Cult in the first place. It was all that old geezer's doing. He took it upon himself to make me his successor. That's bad enough, but he also caused such a huge problem before he died!"

"Now you want me to go to some main church and receive some divine grace? If you want to receive it, go receive it yourselves, don't come looking for me!"

Yunqin shrank her small, thin body involuntarily, her little face behind the sunglasses full of innocence.

Xue Jing was listening to their conversation, but since he didn't know what had happened between the Dragon Cult and the Cat, he didn't say anything.

After a long silence, Mr. An finally said, "...Alright, that's all for today. If the Master changes his mind, please contact me anytime."

Ning Fengwan did not speak again.

Mr. An turned and left the alley. Yunqin looked at Ning Fengwan and, seeing that she hadn't said anything, lowered her head in disappointment and followed Mr. An away dejectedly.

Only one person and one cat remained in the alley.

"..."

Xue Jing smiled and said gently, "Let's go home, Teacher Wan. I'll make you a midnight snack."

The cat blinked its emerald-green vertical pupils, remained silent for a moment, and then softly hummed in agreement.

……

The next morning, after waking up, Xue Jing first checked all the wounds on his body.

The situation was better than he had expected; all the wounds had actually scabbed over.

He had originally thought he would have to take a day off and stop practicing martial arts, but now it doesn't affect his practice at all.

He lifted the covers, stretched, and glanced at the cat sleeping beside him.

I reached out and touched the cat's cheek.

After returning home yesterday, Xue Jing didn't ask any questions, and Maomao didn't say much either. They interacted as usual.

But Xue Jing could vaguely sense that the cat might already be thinking of leaving.

Because I didn't want to be a burden to him.

Originally, because of the divine relic, it had always maintained the appearance of a cat, which was enough to keep it hidden, so there was nothing wrong with it staying here.

But now that the Dragon Cult has come looking for her, the risk of her being exposed has increased significantly.

“Kangde Security Company…” Xue Jing rubbed his chin.

Security companies are very special companies, and have even somewhat deviated from the scope of a typical company.

This world, for various reasons, has become overrun with individuals possessing high combat abilities. Martial artists, cyborgs, and even the 'gifted ones' that Xue Jing heard about from Wu Youqing are all destabilizing factors.

With a weapon in hand, the will to kill arises. A person with a hammer sees everything as a nail. With so many highly skilled individuals wandering the streets, how could they not cause trouble?

Compared to Xue Jing's previous life on Earth, the cost of maintaining order in this world is far too high.

With limited official security resources, what can be done? Naturally, the only option is to find alternatives.

Therefore, during a particular period of chaos, the official government outsourced some of its 'law enforcement powers' to various security companies.

Security companies are permitted to establish and develop their own armed forces to assist the authorities in maintaining order.

Just think about it and you'll understand how terrifying it is to have your own armed forces legally and compliantly, let alone having some 'law enforcement power'.

The term "law enforcement power" is almost synonymous with "rule of power"!

Even if it is limited power, it is still power.

During that period, major security giants began to grow wildly, gradually becoming behemoths and deeply rooted in the country.

Now, it has become too big to handle.

The thought of making an enemy of a company that even the authorities find troublesome is chilling.

Xue Jing shook his head.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

"Practice martial arts, develop your strength, and one day you will be able to solve all the problems. Even if you can't solve all the problems, you will definitely be able to solve the problems of all the people who caused them."

Xue Jing hardened his heart.

"Damn it, what parent company? I smashed them all with one punch!"

……

Hidden Dragon Dojo, in the cultivation room.

Xue Jing practiced the Shaking Armor Technique.

In order, what he practiced today was the 'Blood Refining' movement, which is also the most difficult of the five movements and has the highest requirements for physical fitness.

Like other movements of the Shaking Armor Technique, each movement ends with a full-body tremor, known as the True Dragon Shaking Armor, causing the blood to boil.

But today, the feeling he experienced while cultivating was completely different from before.

After his internal energy was specialized into the Hidden Dragon Force, it was as if a dragon was being raised within his body. That 'dragon' was like another incarnation of himself, and it was extremely smooth and easy to control.

With each surge of power, the blood on his body was tempered and forged by the 'dragon,' becoming increasingly clean and viscous, like mercury.

With each tremor, Xue could feel that the 'dragon' was getting bigger and bigger.

After a long while, having practiced all the movements, Xue Jing calmed his boiling blood. His whole body was radiating steam that was almost visible to the naked eye, and the temperature was frighteningly high.

"call--"

He threw a straight punch into the air.

The force, like a dragon, naturally surged into his fist, gathered at a single point, and exploded with a roar.

The air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound, with faint echoes of dragon roars. The curtains not far away seemed to have been hit by an air punch, leaving a circular dent that took several seconds to return to its original state.

"This set of blood-training movements corresponds to 'Shaking Starfire', one of the five major killing moves of the Hidden Dragon School."

Xue Jing thought to himself.

"It is a technique that activates the force from a point to a surface and bursts into the enemy's body to break through their defenses. It is specifically designed to deal with experts who are tough and physically strong."

He punched again.

"call--"

The force burst forth, creating a strong gust of wind.

"Using the 'Hidden Dragon Force' to unleash this fiery strike felt like releasing a dragon into the opponent's body to bite them—"

Xue Jing had a strange association with it.

[You have completed one session of the Nail-Shaking Exercise, gaining 331 Fitness Experience Points]

[You have completed one training session of the Shaking Armor Technique, Hidden Dragon Strength experience points +367]

After glancing at his harvest from the panel, Xue Jing picked up the nebulizer next to him and began inhaling the medicinal mist.

After a while, footsteps came from the door of the training room.

"Junior brother, junior brother."

Chen Fuguang called from the doorway.

Xue Jing opened his eyes, removed the nebulizer, and walked out of the training room.

In the corridor, Chen Fuguang walked up to Xue Jing, put his arm around Xue Jing's shoulder, and winked at him, saying:

"Junior brother, you've struck it rich."

Xue Jing asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you kill a monster and save those rich kids at the Ruizhu Hotel yesterday?"

Chen Fuguang said, a hint of envy appearing in his eyes.

"Today, our Canglong Dojo received a lot of donations. After checking, we found that they were all donated by the parents of second-generation rich kids."

"The master said that this money is your payment and it will all be on your account."

Xue Jing's eyes lit up.

That's great. These rich and powerful people are quite good at dealing with people.

"How much money?" he asked curiously.

Chen Fuguang took out his phone from his pocket and looked at it.

"Well... basically every single transaction is over a million. We've received over a dozen payments so far, totaling 22 million."

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing raised an eyebrow.

I'm rich?

Chen Fuguang rubbed his head and laughed:

"Don't get complacent just because you've made so much money. Practicing martial arts is a huge undertaking. You could eat up mountains of gold and seas of silver. Twenty million won't last long."

“You’ve just started practicing the Five Great Exercises. To go deeper, you’ll need medicine to ‘nourish the organs,’ medicine to ‘nourish the essence,’ and even medicine to ‘nourish the heart,’ all of which are ridiculously expensive.”

"Get ready to say goodbye to your 20 million."

Xue Jing's lips twitched.

Poor scholars, rich warriors...

"Oh, right, junior brother, there's one more thing."

Chen Fuguang picked up his phone and swiped around on it before handing it to Xue Jing.