Translator: CinderTL
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The Qingluan Resort, a manor built along the mountainside.
Shi Jiang Long and Shi Fu Hu, the two brothers, stood emotionless at the gate of the side courtyard.
Both men were over two meters tall, with muscles bulging on their arms and chests, their bodies incredibly robust. Even just by looking at them, one could feel the suffocating pressure of their overwhelming strength.
These two were Master Qing's strongest trump cards!
The terrifyingly powerful warriors who made Zhao Tong's eyes burn with desire!
Their level of strength was beyond the reach of even innate martial artists!
They were cultivators!
These two brothers were body refining cultivators!
Thanks to the existence of these "Dragon and Tiger" brothers, the operations of the Summit Tower could always function normally!
Even when some unruly individuals tried to bully others with their martial prowess, they were crushed in an instant by the brothers!
Even innate martial artists were no exception!
This filled Zhao Tong, who was waiting in the main courtyard, with envy.
If only he had such powerful experts under his command!
Unfortunately!
His eldest son, although a cultivator, had also recruited body-refining cultivators, but getting those cultivators to serve as subordinates…
They wouldn't necessarily agree.
Zhao Tong secretly lamented.
If only he could command body cultivators!
But now, he could only rely on Master Qing.
He glanced at the side courtyard.
That was Master Qing's place of cultivation.
During Master Qing's cultivation, no one was allowed to disturb him.
Once, a director, thinking his status was important, tried to force his way into the side courtyard to meet Master Qing when he was refused, only to be ordered by Master Qing to be killed on the spot.
This was an iron rule of Summit Tower.
No one dared to defy it.
At this moment, the side courtyard door opened.
Master Qing, wearing a green robe, stepped out.
Zhao Tong immediately stood up and walked toward him.
"Master Qing, your divine power has greatly advanced. It seems that becoming a cultivator through Qi infusion is not far off."
Zhao Tong greeted with a smile.
"Qi infusion..."
This step was incredibly difficult.
He had already tried twice and failed both times.
Although he had managed to preserve his life with immortal pills and regained his energy in a few years...
No amount of pills could withstand his repeated attempts.
The third attempt would likely be his last chance, and he had to make thorough preparations to ensure success.
"Is there something you need?" Master Qing asked indifferently as he entered the living room.
"Last month, the young men below sent me a tonifying herb. I'm unsure about the age, and I was hoping you could take a look for me, Master Qing."
Zhao Tong quickly handed over a box and opened it.
Master Qing glanced at it.
It was indeed a decent medicinal herb.
But...
It was only decent.
"Speak," he said directly.
"Not long ago, the Summit Tower's fighters have been fighting to climb the peak, but this method is getting a bit dull. So I was thinking... How about we hold another 'Battle of the Hunters?"
Zhao Tong smiled.
Master Qing immediately understood the reason.
"Behave yourselves."
He cautioned.
"Rest assured, this time we've invited only the best! I even plan to have Blood Fang join the 'Battle of the Hunters again! He's already accumulated enough in the innate realm, and I want to ask Master Qing to reactivate the formation and attempt Qi infusion again."
Zhao Tong spoke quickly.
"Blood Fang."
Master Qing, upon hearing the name, pondered for a moment.
The process of Qi infusion by innate martial artists could be observed, and it would help him accumulate experience for his own transition to a cultivator.
Although he had observed this process ten times over, for someone so determined to become a cultivator like him, every bit of experience mattered.
Moreover, the "'Battle of the Hunters" was also a method used by Summit Tower to select the top warriors...
"Alright, I will consider it and consult the other directors."
Master Qing picked up his teacup.
"Once the news gets out, it will likely attract a lot of attention from the powerful elites."
Zhao Tong smiled, standing up and bowing before leaving.
After Zhao Tong left, Master Qing sat back in his chair.
Soon, a refined middle-aged man entered and handed him some documents.
Master Qing looked at them for a moment, and his gaze stopped on one of the individuals: "Eighteen-year-old innate martial artist? And a month ago, suspected of not being able to cultivate martial arts?"
"Yes."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, "Many big names are interested, but... his bloodthirsty behavior in Guangzhou has caused them to be wary. A lone innate martial artist... though curious, they are reluctant to provoke him."
Master Qing's eyes deepened.
It seemed he had thought of something.
After a long pause, he said, "There are two possibilities in this situation. One, he's been noticed by a big shot... at least a high-level body-refining cultivator, and is being groomed. The other..."
His eyes narrowed slightly, "A coincidence, and he took some heavenly treasures."
The middle-aged man nodded, "The second possibility has a 90% chance! Otherwise, it's hard to explain why such a big name only intervened after watching him fall into such a situation."
Big names liked to pick people who had families and careers to cultivate.
These people had weaknesses, making them easier to control.
The middle-aged man also presented a list, "This is a list of herbs and elixirs that can help one quickly reach the innate realm... We've only collected these in such a short time."
He then lamented, "Unfortunately, after a month, all the powerful herbs and elixirs have been completely consumed."
"Consumed completely? Maybe not!"
Master Qing's gaze was fixed on the photos in the documents.
So young...
He was already an innate martial artist, just like him!
Why wasn't such an opportunity falling on him!?
Heaven is so unfair!!
However...
"Cultivators can refine pills, and not just with heavenly treasures!"
People, too, can be used as medicine for pill-making!
Master Qing coldly ordered, "In three days, I'll personally attend the 'Battle of the Hunters. Based on his performance, we'll make further arrangements."
"Yes."
The middle-aged man nodded and quickly left.
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On the other side.
Li Chunjun followed Hua Ying to a courtyard covering less than 400 square meters.
This courtyard had three main floors. The first floor was entirely designed as an indoor training room, ideal for a martial artist to adjust their state and warm up.
Li Chunjun calmly accepted this.
The Summit Tower's 'Battle of the Hunters wasn't just a method to attract the attention of the elites; it was also a way for the nine directors...
Or rather, when the interest groups behind the nine directors were in conflict, this was the solution.
Whether or not he could reach the pinnacle, it was crucial for the benefit group behind Zhou Yi.
For that reason, the group behind Zhou Yi would naturally fulfill all his demands.
Later in the evening.
Hua Ying brought a document over: "These are the opponents you might face."
Li Chunjun flipped through it, "So few?"
"Every 'Battle of the Hunters only has around twenty to thirty participants," Hua Ying explained.
"I don't think Zhao Tong and the others will just accept this quietly, so aside from the participants, I also need the information on the martial artists around them."
Li Chunjun said.
Hua Ying hesitated for a moment but replied, "I'll have them sent right away."
(End of the Chapter)
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