Realm-Hopping Martial Master-Chapter 425 - 262: Phoenix Born from a Crow’s Nest! The Meaning of Martial Arts, Breaking through Classes, Everyone Like a Dragon!
What *is* a heaven-blessed genius?!
Even Wang Yan, who had just ascended to the Fetal Breathing Realm, could not help but tremble at this moment.
He had practiced Martial Arts for nearly a hundred years. After coming into contact with Spiritual Cultivation through Cosmic Relics, he had experienced a period of explosive progress. Yet, his Cultivation speed, compared to Jiang Shu, was still too slow—far too slow.
Could Jiang Shu truly be a Banished Immortal walking the mortal plain?!
In just a year or two, he had traversed a path that took ordinary geniuses decades, or even over a hundred years, to complete.
「That evening」, the prime-time news officially aired. It announced the Martial Arts Foundation, established under the leadership of Jiang Wushen, was calling for donations to fund the Martial Arts Cultivation of civilian students.
Seeing Ye Zhenzhen appear on screen, Wang Ziyi collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by despair. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
In that moment, he finally understood who he had offended.
If it were a Martial Saint, with the Wang Family’s capabilities and proper maneuvering, they might have been able to cut their losses and survive.
But having offended a Martial God... even if they sought help from Wang Yan, the Wang Tianren, it wouldn’t save them!
Gripped by endless fear and trembling, owners of malls and entertainment companies scrambled to sell off their assets at lightning speed. The raised funds were then directly deposited into the bank account of the Martial Arts Foundation.
Other powerful and influential factions, having their own information channels, had long known that the Martial God himself had come to Shengjing. It was evident he attached great importance to the Martial Arts Foundation, so they too generously opened their coffers, all hoping to establish some connection.
Some transferred Xia Country currency to the bank account, while others donated Mutant Beast meat and Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicines from their cold storage facilities.
The Martial Arts Foundation established branches in every city at an insane speed.
「At the crack of dawn, Xinan City.」
It was the weekend. In an utterly ordinary urban village, fifteen-year-old Luo Yong was heartily eating meat.
He had just started high school this month. According to the new regulations, students could formally begin learning Martial Arts in high school. This ranged from basic stances to learning the Innate Guiding Skill. Those with Talent could even choose the general outline of Martial Arts for their Cultivation.
Many geniuses began to shine in high school, advancing to become Martial Artists within the short span of three years.
"Dad, you should eat some too. You work so hard; just eating plain rice isn’t enough!"
With the Primordial Qi Recovery, the world had transformed. Xia Country saw the emergence of occupations that had never existed before, such as Fierce Beast butchers.
Luo Yong’s father, Luo Da’an, worked in a Fierce Beast slaughterhouse. His daily job was to use specialized machinery to cut and categorize the carcasses of Mutant Beasts delivered to the facility—a truly physically demanding task.
His salary was about the same as that of an ordinary manual laborer.
Only by working diligently every day could he barely earn an income of 10,000.
The only perk of working in the Fierce Beast slaughterhouse was that employees could purchase a small amount of Mutant Beast meat scraps at a relatively cheap price each month as a bonus.
This was precisely what he valued.
After quickly finishing the white rice in his bowl, Luo Da’an wiped his mouth as usual and said, "My meals at the slaughterhouse are quite good; I’m not lacking for food there. Xiao Yong, now that you’re in high school, you need to keep up with the meat consumption. High school is no joke compared to junior high. I’ve heard that junior high is all about building up vitality and blood. As long as you eat and drink your fill, even without eating Mutant Beast meat, those with strong Talent can directly advance to a complete circulation of qi and blood.
"But in high school, when you progress from basic stances to learning the Innate Guiding Skill, the energy expenditure will be much greater. The school lunch alone won’t be nearly enough to sustain you. Eat a hearty breakfast so you’ll have more energy for your morning classes.
"However, don’t feel too much pressure. Xiao Yong, you were constantly praised by your teachers in junior high. They said that if resources were sufficient, you might have even had the chance to become a Martial Artist while still in high school. Unfortunately, your mother and I don’t have the means, so this is the best we could do.
"But no matter what, I’ve heard that good Martial Arts universities offer scholarships. If you can get into a Martial Arts university, I believe my son has what it takes to accumulate his foundation and achieve great things eventually."
As he spoke, Luo Da’an tried to sound encouraging, but a flicker of sadness couldn’t help but cross his eyes.
What parent doesn’t wish for their child to achieve greatness?
But their current situation was that their son had the ability to leap the Dragon Gate, yet he and his wife were holding him back.
Becoming a Martial Artist in high school versus becoming one in university—these were two entirely different concepts.
With the world having changed so drastically, a regular family’s normal expenses were actually quite manageable; they could even live better than before.
However, supporting a Martial Artist required exponentially greater expenses. Previously, the Luo Family could barely manage to provide, but after Luo Yong’s mother suffered a serious illness, more than half of their savings were depleted.
Luo Yong had strived and poured his sweat into training during junior high, hoping to become a Martial Artist as early as possible to gain the ability to earn money faster.
Only by doing so could he ensure his mother’s illness was completely cured.
"Dad, don’t overwork yourself. Eat some," Luo Yong said, and without allowing refusal, he placed a piece of Mutant Beast meat by Luo Da’an’s mouth. "Didn’t we watch the news together last time? Jiang Wushen established the Martial Arts Foundation. Civilian students, as long as they demonstrate sufficient Talent, have a chance to receive subsidies.
"It’s just that our Xinan City is only a second- or third-tier city, and the Martial Arts Foundation hasn’t expanded here yet. If a branch is established, who knows, maybe your son could receive that aid."
Luo Yong took a deep breath, a smile playing on his lips as he deliberately spoke to cheer up his father.
Although he was only fifteen, the drastic changes in his family had made him more mature than his peers.
He deeply respected and admired Jiang Shu, even keeping a poster of Jiang Wushen in his room to motivate himself.
But he also knew that while Jiang Wushen’s initial intentions might be good, as long as people were involved, there would be selfish interests. No organization could ever be truly fair.
