In the game "High Martial Arts," players start with the blessing of the Martial God.

Ji Ming pondered this in his mind, and finally realized that the number of times he could have an epiphany was becoming increasingly urgent.

Of course, no matter what, he must focus on the function of the Qian Tian Qi, which is the foundation.

He had no intention of giving up the Azure Profound Realm, much less the Star Examination Palace!

Seeing that Ji Ming had been deep in thought for a long time and had taken his words to heart, Luo Zhao nodded and took out a red card with a blood moon engraved in the center.

"This is a VIP card for the Red Moon Professional Dojo. There are many different professionals there. You're still a long way from perfecting your Qian Tian Yi Qi Gong. You can hone your martial arts skills first. Exchanging and sparring with others is always better than working in isolation."

Ji Ming tilted his head and took it curiously. "You really are the manager of this dojo?"

When he saw that Teacher Luo was a teacher at No. 1 Middle School, he thought he had just made things up the other day!

Luo Zhao chuckled and shook his head, clearly recalling their first encounter on the railcar.

"Don't overthink it. The owner of this dojo is an old friend of mine from my younger days!"

"Hehe, thank you, Master Luo!"

Ji Ming happily put away the VIP card. This did not conflict with his upcoming training plan. Fighting against different professionals would only benefit him, as it would not only allow him to practice martial arts skills but also increase his practical experience.

After all, real-person combat is not the same as fighting puppets. The situation on the stage can change in an instant, making it an excellent tool for training reaction speed.

"Yeah, get lost!" Luo Zhao laughed and cursed.

"Thank you, Master Luo!"

Ji Ming thanked him again, bowed solemnly, and looked at him earnestly.

He wasn't stupid; Luo Shi's concern and conflict were evident in his words. Although they weren't master and disciple, their relationship was closer than that of master and disciple.

"Um!"

Luo Zhao nodded with a smile and waved again, letting him leave on his own.

After Ji Ming left, the room suddenly fell silent. Luo Zhao rubbed his temples and pondered for a long time before finally taking out a specially made golden bracelet with the words "Tianyi" engraved on it.

He tapped and paused, very slowly, until finally he dialed a number.

"beep……"

The connection was quickly established, but Luo Zhao seemed to freeze in place, and there was no sound coming from the other end, as if the network had "lost" on both sides at the same time!

After a long while, the other side finally lost its composure and a very pleasant female voice came from the other side.

"Feed?"

Luo Zhao took a deep breath, opened and closed his mouth, and said, "Hey!"

There was a pause on the other end, followed by a moment, then a calm, still voice asked, "What is it?"

"I want the direct recruitment quota you have this year!" Luo Zhao didn't beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.

"Oh!"

A soft chuckle seemed to come from the other end. "Beg me?"

"Please!"

Luo Zhao's tone was stiff.

There was another pause, then a voice, whether angry or scolding, came through: "Your skin is as thick as ever!"

"Should we give it to them or not?"

Luo Zhao ignored her.

Send me his information.

The sounds from the other end returned to calm.

Luo Zhao made a move, and the next second, a sound of gritting teeth came from the other side.

"Are you crazy? Mortal Realm? Do you think you can just run Tianyi Star Palace like your own home?"

"You can handle it!"

Luo Zhao's tone remained unchanged.

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then someone spoke up, "Okay, but I need to send someone to investigate."

"Shirakawa City, come early!"

Luo Zhao hung up the call immediately, and the voice on the other end stopped abruptly, "You..."

……

Tianyi Star Palace

A beautiful woman dressed in a light blue dress sat cross-legged atop a misty mountain. When she heard the "beep beep" sound coming from her bracelet, her expression turned extremely ugly.

"Luo Zhao!"

After taking a few frantic breaths, the beautiful woman calmed down and looked at the young woman beside her, who was pretending to be a quail and trembling.

"Moon, did you hear that?"

"No...no!"

The young woman shook her head vigorously, her words mumbled incoherently, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears.

"Oh!"

The beautiful woman forced a smile. "It's alright!"

"Shirakawa City, have your senior sister take you there to handle it. Take a good look at the person this bastard recommended!"

She emphasized the word "good" with obvious intention.

The young woman was on the verge of tears. She was so unlucky. Why did she have to come today? Being caught between her master and Uncle Luo was simply terrible!

Thankfully, my senior sister was there with me!

The young woman, filled with grief and indignation, grabbed a handful of candied fruit from her pocket and stuffed it into her mouth.

Oh dear, and that junior brother I've never even met before, you're so unlucky. You've offended this old hag before you've even entered the sect, you're doomed!

The beautiful woman glanced at the young woman. "Moon, what are you thinking about?"

The young woman shuddered, her eyes darting around, and said with a forced smile, "Master, Yue'er is wondering which senior sister she wants to go with me."

"Um!"

The beautiful woman nodded. "You can decide for yourself!"

The young woman breathed a sigh of relief, her thoughts starting to wander. Which senior sister was so fortunate?

"Oh, right!"

"Didn't he tell me to send someone sooner? I won't! You can go a month later!" the beautiful woman said, her eyes flashing coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The young woman nodded repeatedly, inwardly cursing, "How old is she? Still so childish!"

The beautiful woman suddenly stood up, a long sword appearing in her hand. "Since that's the case, and you're free now, let me teach you some swordsmanship!"

"what?"

"what!"

The young woman almost burst into tears, "No!"

"hurry up!"

The beautiful woman's stern voice rang out, and the young woman had no choice but to tremble as she drew her sword and, with a look of resignation, went to meet her.

Uncle Luo, I hate you!

……

the other side

Ji Ming walked out of Luo Zhao's courtyard, but Fang Yuan had not yet left.

Upon seeing him, the latter frowned, then nodded. "It seems you've made your decision!"

Fang Yuan didn't ask any questions. He simply left a message and disappeared from the spot: "Come find me if you need anything."

Ji Ming's eyes were filled with longing, but he couldn't even see the figure. When would he be able to become such a strong person?

He took Fang Yuan's words to heart but didn't intend to ask for help rashly, as that would only lower others' opinion of him, and favors would eventually run out!

As he walked out of the school gate, he was about to go to the Red Moon Dojo when he was stopped by a man holding a feather fan.

"Ji Ming, my general requests your presence!"

Ji Ming frowned. In Baichuan City, the only person who could call himself a general was Chen Zhengfang, the commander of the Tiger Might Army. Why did he come to me?

"Don't worry, Ji, the general has come with goodwill. Would it be possible to take up a little of your time to visit Cuiying Teahouse?"

Ji Ming thought for a moment and nodded. Since they were being so polite, he couldn't refuse them. Besides, Chen Zhengfang really had no reason to harm him.

It couldn't possibly be because of a small dispute with Chen Jun from a few years ago, could it?

A dignified commander of the Tiger Might Army, a fourth-tier Golden Core expert, shouldn't have such a narrow mind!

"Can!"

Ji Ming nodded. "Wait a moment!"

He sent a message to Professor Luo saying he was going to have tea with Chen Zhengfang.

Well, Chen Zhengfang really had no reason to harm him, but Ji Ming still wanted to be on the safe side.

Without waiting for a reply, Ji Ming smiled and raised his hand, "Sir, please!"

"I dare not address you as 'sir'!"

Wang Junshi waved his hands repeatedly, his lips twitching slightly. Ji Ming's actions hadn't been kept from him; everything had been seen.

When did this kid become so... steady?