High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

Su Jie stood up, walked to the door, and without using any martial arts techniques or even mobilizing much of his qi and blood, simply used his left hand, which was fused with the Immortal Martial Bone, to gently tap the door.

The movements were as gentle as a lover's caress.

however--

boom! ! ! !

A deafening roar, so deep it seemed to shake the entire chamber, suddenly erupted!

The alloy door, strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from a level four warrior, was struck as if by a meteorite. A clear palm print was instantly dented at the point where Su Jie's palm landed!

The dense cracks spread out like a spider web, covering the entire door panel!

Squeak... Boom!

The door groaned under the strain, swayed twice, and then detached itself from the frame, falling backward and crashing to the ground with a loud thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Su Jie: "(⊙ˍ⊙)"

He looked at his left hand, then at the bleak door, and blinked.

"Uh, maybe I used too much force?"

In the corridor outside the secret room, Yang Baichuan and Chairman Bai, who had heard the commotion, appeared at the door like startled rabbits. They were both stunned to see the collapsed door and Su Jie standing inside with an "innocent" look on his face.

"Su... Su Jie? Are you alright? What was that noise just now?" Yang Baichuan stared at the completely destroyed door with a clear palm print on it, his eyelids twitching wildly.

He knew how sturdy this door was; even a level five warrior couldn't budge it!

Su Jie withdrew his left hand, put it in his pocket, and calmly patted the dust off his clothes: "It's nothing, it's nothing. I was just practicing and used too much force."

"This door doesn't seem to be of good quality. Uncle Yang, did you get ripped off by the supplier?"

Yang Baichuan & Chairman Bai: "..." They looked at the door, which had obviously been smashed by brute force, and listened to Su Jie's words of turning the tables. They almost couldn't catch their breath.

This is fucking awful quality! Did you turn into a humanoid monster?!

Chairman Bai took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady: "It's...it's alright. We'll replace the broken door with a sturdier one."

His heart was bleeding; this specially made secret room door must have cost a fortune! What reason could he possibly give to ask for funding from above?

Yang Baichuan looked at Su Jie's left hand, which was tucked in his pocket, with a complicated expression, and was shocked.

This kid's strength seems to have increased dramatically since he went in there? That commotion just now was definitely more than just a matter of increased strength!

"You continue your cultivation, we'll go deal with this." Yang Baichuan pulled Chairman Bai, who still wanted to say something, and hurriedly left the "accident scene".

Watching the two figures leave, Su Jie stroked his chin, looked at his left hand, and chuckled.

"Not bad, not bad, that was a good deal! From now on, if I don't like someone, I'll just give them a good shove with my left hand, I guarantee they'll remember it!"

He felt that he had found new enjoyment.

Moreover, after fusing with the Immortal Martial Bone, he clearly felt that the fragment deep in his left arm was like the core of a miniature independent world that had been activated.

A gentle yet powerful vitality is emanating from the very core of that fragment, spreading continuously from the inside out! This is precisely the passive quality it bears—[Creative Vitality]!

This flow of vitality was like a miniature "fountain of life" opening up within him, the springhead located within that fragment.

[Activation of [Creation Vitality] detected, generating independent life energy! Current additional Qi and Blood generation rate: 5 points per second!]

"5 points per second! Generated by this fragment itself?!" Su Jie was shocked once again.

This means that he now essentially possesses two "vitality engines":

One is the "Original Breathing Technique," which draws upon and transforms energy from the external world at a rate of 3 points per second.

The other is that [Immortal Martial Bone Fragments] are generated directly from within the body, at a rate of 5 per second!

The total recovery rate reached 8 points per second!

Furthermore, this "life energy" generated by the "creation and vitality" is purer and closer to the origin of life, and its nourishing effect on the body far exceeds that of ordinary blood and qi.

Wherever it flowed, all the minor damage and dullness left by the rapid breakthroughs and battles were quickly swept away, and the whole body radiated a translucent, jade-like, and vibrant brilliance, pushing the state to an unprecedented level of perfection.

"It contains creation within itself, generating energy from within... and this is only 0.01% of the fusion with this fragment!" Su Jie felt the newly opened "spring" within his body and the surging flow of life energy, and his understanding of the fragment of the innate immortal demon god was once again elevated.

This is not merely an improvement in combat power and an optimization of the foundation, but also an evolution at the level of life and a gift at the level of rules!

"Looks like I need to find an opportunity to test just how tough the [Immortal Trait] really is." Su Jie's gaze drifted to the alloy stake used for testing strength in the corner of the secret chamber. "Next time, let's find a time when no one is watching..."

He could almost see the future enemy's powerful blow to his left hand, followed by the weapon shattering and the look of utter disbelief on his face.

As night fell, Yang Baichuan arrived outside the secret chamber, his expression grave: "Su Jie, the people from above have arrived. It's Chen Mingyang, the president of the Tiandu Provincial Martial Arts Association, and Mr. Nangong Bo, the special envoy of the Federal Central Council. They want to see you."

Su Jie's spirits lifted; a big fish had arrived! This time, he was going to fleece a massive amount of money! He straightened his clothes; there wasn't much to straighten, but he couldn't lose face.

"Here you are, Uncle Yang."

Su Jie stepped out. He followed Yang Baichuan into an elegantly decorated and grand room, where the atmosphere was solemn.

President Bai of the Linjiang City Martial Arts Association stood to one side, looking respectful.

Two people were sitting in the center of the room.

One of them was Chen Mingyang, the president of the Tiandu Provincial General Association, whom Su Jie had seen in a holographic communication.

His true form was there, and his aura was even more restrained, but when those eyes looked over, Su Jie still felt his soul tighten slightly, as if he had been scanned by an invisible force.

The other person was a middle-aged man wearing a federal parliamentary suit, with his hair neatly combed and a serious expression.

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, scrutinizing Su Jie from head to toe with the cold indifference of someone examining merchandise. This must be the Federal Special Envoy, Nangong Bo.

"Su Jie, this is President Chen Mingyang, and this is Special Envoy Nangong Bo," Yang Baichuan introduced.

Su Jie bowed respectfully, saying, "Junior Su Jie greets Chairman Chen and Special Envoy Nangong."

"Young friend Su Jie, please have a seat." Chen Mingyang spoke first, his voice calm. "The records you set at the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace have alarmed the Federation. We are not here to interrogate you, but to conduct a top-level potential assessment on behalf of the Federation."

Nangong Bo adjusted his glasses and continued, "Your growth rate has surpassed all the data recorded in the Federation. We came here today to understand your unique circumstances. This is related to the level of resource allocation you can receive in the future."