148: Chapter 148 The scroll has gone mad! They dare to pull out a once-in-a-millennium rare book?!

"Southern United Martial Arts Academy, SSS-rank special admission quota."

"Ancient Martial Arts Secret Technique, true transmission."

"You can pick any Joint Combat Mission, and you keep 30% of the spoils!"

"Furthermore—personal guidance and instruction from the Vice Principal."

"Come to me!"

"Chu Yao, 30%?"

Tie Moshan's copper-bell-like eyes narrowed. "Does your Vice Principal know?"

"It was personally authorized by the Vice Principal."

Chu Yao couldn't even be bothered to lift her eyelids. She tapped her fingers lightly on the contract. "What, jealous? Why don't you call your Principal right now and ask if he dares to approve these terms?"

Tie Moshan was instantly choked, his old face flushing red. What a joke. Their Academy's Principal was a famously stingy miser; asking him to approve such terms was harder than getting him to admit he was the skinniest Body Cultivator.

Lang Qingyun slammed the table and jumped up, losing all composure. "30% of the spoils is nothing! Su Ming, come to our Eastern Lingyun. Everything you obtain belongs 100% to you personally! The school won't take a single cent!"

"Oh?" Chu Yao turned her head, a faint trace of mockery hanging on her lips. "Keep it all? Sounds generous. But what about your Principal Gao? Did the old man say he would personally guide Su Ming?"

Lang Qingyun was silenced as well. The Principal of the Southern United Academy, Chen Changsheng, was always roaming outside, and the Vice Principal, Bai Qi, was the real power in charge of the academy. The disdain on Tie Moshan's face froze. Bai Qi! That old monster who had been killing since the beginning of the Federation? Personally taking on a disciple? He subconsciously clenched his fists.

Lang Qingyun opened his mouth, then swallowed his retort. No matter how generous "100% of the spoils" sounded, when placed alongside personal guidance from Bai Qi, it was just waste paper.

The atmosphere in the conference room instantly froze.

Su Ming sat in the main seat, holding his tea, his eyes brightening. Personal guidance? Had he already reached such a level!

Just then, Teacher Sun, the other representative from the Imperial Capital who had been silent, cleared his throat.

He was the one who had come with Associate Professor Zhou Haisheng, the same person who had recognized Su Ming's dark star battle armor at a glance on the street after the Literary Exam ended.

Teacher Sun stood up, his Aura noticeably weaker than before. He first bowed deeply to Su Ming and everyone present, his expression sincere. "Regarding the matter of Associate Professor Zhou Haisheng, the Imperial Capital University will investigate it to the end." His voice was heavy. "Everyone, the degenerate actions of Zhou Haisheng personally do not represent the stance of my Imperial Capital University. The school's Discipline Committee has already launched a thorough investigation into him, and we will definitely give everyone an explanation."

No one responded. After all, everyone had seen the scene where Zhou Haisheng stabbed people in the back and colluded with the Tongyuan Society.

Teacher Sun from the Imperial Capital paused, his gaze sweeping over Principal Ma, who was shrinking in the corner wiping sweat, and then looked at Commander Qin Luo, his expression troubled. Commander Qin Luo, an expert in officialdom, understood instantly. He stood up and scanned the room with an imposing, unangered authority. "The next part is the core recruitment phase for the major top-tier martial arts academies, which concerns the Federation's highest secrets." Commander Qin Luo's voice was not loud, but it carried the oppressive weight of a City Defense Commander. "Unrelated personnel, please leave."

"Hey? Wait..." Principal Ma Aiguo wanted to say something. "Evacuate... evacuate?" "Commander, we came all this way..." "We haven't even seen the climax yet and you're chasing us away? That's not fair!"

Commander Qin Luo lifted his eyelids, and those people immediately swallowed the rest of their sentences. When a military commander speaks, who dares to defy him? The group left, turning their heads every three steps, looking like they were watching a TV series that had been cut off before the finale, moving out reluctantly.

They knew they were not qualified to watch the real show.

Principal Ma was cursing internally. "What kind of mess is this? So, as the Principal, I don't even have the qualifications to listen in?" "This is my conference room!" "He's my student!"

The door closed with a "click," locking his complaints outside. Su Ming suppressed a laugh and took another sip of his tea. Good grief, they even kicked the Principal out. Everyone left in this room was probably not simple. He scanned the room. Chu Yao, Tie Moshan, Lang Qingyun, Instructor Ying Wuhen, Instructor Lin, and on the military side, Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng and Commander Qin Luo, plus the people from the Imperial Capital and Magic City.

Shen Qingci stood half a step behind him, her expression calm. That Instructor Lin from Magic City, who had been silent until now, waved his hand, and an invisible soundproof barrier enveloped the entire conference room, completely eliminating any possibility of eavesdropping. Su Ming's eyelids twitched. Whoa, getting so mysterious. This must be a big deal.

The Teacher Sun from Imperial Capital University then calmly took out a gold-stamped document from his bosom and pushed it in front of Su Ming. "Our school can also grant Student Su Ming the military rank of Colonel upon graduation!" Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng's mouth twitched. Another Colonel...

"However..." The teacher from the Imperial Capital swept his gaze over Su Ming's bare upper body, changing the subject. "Considering you have no Source Energy, things like Source Beast crystals would be a waste on you." "So, we'll try a different method." He leaned forward slightly. "Have you ever heard of the Heavenly Works Pavilion?"

Su Ming shook his head. "The Imperial Capital Academy's top-tier armory." The teacher from the Imperial Capital said every word clearly. "You can go in and choose any set of battle armor and any weapon." "Grade—unlimited." Teacher Sun looked up and continued. "If there is nothing suitable—" "Our school's 'Origin Law Forging Workshop' can be opened for you. At that time, one of the Human Race's few remaining Great Grandmasters of forging will personally take action to customize a set of heavy armament that best fits your Physical Body." "All Materials will be covered by the academy."

Tie Moshan's breathing grew heavy. A Great Grandmaster of forging! That legendary figure was actually willing to take action for a student? The teacher from the Imperial Capital took in the expressions of the audience. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and dropped another bomb. "In addition—" "The Imperial Capital University library houses the Federation's only complete set of Ancient Martial Arts Legacy secret techniques." "Note—" He emphasized his tone. "Not an Incomplete Manual, not a later improved version." "But a unique copy left behind from history over a thousand years ago."

"What?!" "There's actually a unique copy?!" This time, even Chu Yao, who had been sitting calmly all along, lost her composure. Tie Moshan stood up with a "whoosh," his face full of disbelief. An ancient martial arts unique copy? Wasn't that long lost?! "They even brought out a unique copy?!" Lang Qingyun's expression also changed. Source Energy began to surge, and the atmosphere became tense!

Only Su Ming reacted calmly. Ancient martial arts secret techniques? It was debatable whether he could even learn them. Besides, he cultivated mass. As long as he had time to stack mass points, he would eventually be able to overturn a galaxy; why would he need those flashy tricks? However, he keenly caught another word. His brows moved slightly, and he couldn't help but ask: "You said... over a thousand years ago?" "Yes." "But this thing called Source Energy," Su Ming looked bewildered, "hasn't it only been around for three hundred years?"

The room went silent. Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng, who had been silent the whole time, rolled his eyes upon hearing this and retorted grumpily: "I'm telling you, Captain Su, if it was a thousand years ago, you think it's not three hundred years ago? The version circulating among the public is a revised version?" Su Ming: "..." So, you guys knew about this bug I caught early on, right?