11: Reward Distribution

"I advise you, do not question the authority of official certification!"

The Suit Man snorted coldly at Xu Yifan, clearly annoyed.

The Suit Man brought up the official endorsement, which was like a slap across the faces of Xu Yifan and his group for questioning it.

Xu Yifan's face turned livid, and he dared not make a sound.

His lackeys began to tremble even more.

Xu Yifan was confident that he could become a Martial Artist, but his lackeys were not so sure.

Even with good luck, the best they could hope for in their lifetime was to become a One-Star Warrior.

Who would dare to beard a Two-Star Martial Artist at a time like this?

"Student Li Canglan, would it be possible to have a word in private?"

Turning back, the Suit Man spoke to Li Canglan in a friendly tone.

His attitude before and after was like night and day.

"Fine."

Li Canglan had a fairly good impression of the Suit Man for making the trip.

"However, please don't delay my class time."

Upon hearing this, the Suit Man's mouth twitched.

Classes were important, to an extent.

But frankly speaking, in this era, strength was the most critical factor.

If one was strong enough, the content learned in class only needed to be touched upon lightly.

Not to mention someone like Li Canglan, who could apply classroom knowledge with such ease!

Zhang Ganchao followed them, and as he left, he didn't forget to make a face at Xu Yifan.

"Brother Xu, are we really just going to let it go like this?"

The yellow-haired lackey was furious.

Since following Xu Yifan, they had always been the ones bullying others.

When had it ever been someone else's turn to ride on their heads?

Xu Yifan clenched his fists, his eyes spitting fire.

"Go and investigate immediately! How on earth did this guy Li Canglan get so lucky to kill a Corroder!"

Avoiding harm and seeking gain is human instinct.

If Li Canglan was truly capable of killing a Corroder, then Xu Yifan would have no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistake.

But if Li Canglan had just gotten lucky and picked up the scraps...

Then during the combat power test in a week, he would slap him hard in the face!

Outside the cafeteria.

The Suit Man asked,

"Li Canglan, what are your plans after graduation?"

"Become stronger."

Li Canglan's answer was simple.

The Suit Man nodded; wanting to become stronger was the lifelong pursuit of every Martial Artist.

"If you are interested, you can participate in the assessment for the Demon Suppression Division after graduation."

A letter of recommendation appeared in the Suit Man's hand.

As a dignified Two-Star Martial Artist, his arrival at the cafeteria could not possibly be just to distribute rewards.

The letter of recommendation was actually drafted by a special official department.

After the battle ended, specialized post-battle analysts checked all the undamaged footage.

When they discovered that Li Canglan had killed a Corroder as a student, the analysts were shocked.

Post-battle analysts could be said to be the most experienced people in Luofeng City.

However, for someone who hadn't even reached the Body Tempering Realm to kill a Corroder was shocking to the point of disbelief.

Even though Li Canglan had used liquor and matches to burn the Corroder during the battle.

This combat wisdom was also part of Li Canglan's own ability.

This was definitely not a tactic that just any Martial Artist could think of.

In such critical moments, ordinary people easily forgot the knowledge they had learned in class.

Being able to utilize what one had learned already surpassed most people.

However, no one had conducted experiments to see how much of a Corroder's strength remained after being burned by liquor.

Perhaps it was already at the end of its rope, unable to even mount basic resistance, allowing Li Canglan to pick up the win.

And the Demon Suppression Division needed the elite of the elite.

Therefore, the letter of recommendation the Suit Man gave Li Canglan was only for him to participate in the Demon Suppression Division assessment, not to join directly.

But for most Martial Artists, this was already considered a supreme honor!

"Thank you, I will consider it carefully."

Although Li Canglan had no intention of joining an official organization for the time being, he appreciated the Suit Man's good intentions.

It wasn't that he had any issues with the authorities, but rather that he preferred a life without restrictions.

Joining the Demon Suppression Division would certainly come with some restrictions.

The Suit Man had other tasks to attend to, so after chatting for a few moments, he turned and left.

Li Canglan took the impatient Zhang Ganchao back to his own resettlement housing.

The unit was only ten square meters, containing a bed, a desk, a private bathroom, and an air conditioner.

Other than that, there was nothing else.

It was very simple, but it was enough to satisfy Li Canglan's needs.

"Canglan, open it quickly and let's see."

Zhang Ganchao said, unable to contain his impatience.

Li Canglan shook his head. "Don't rush, wait for Uncle Wang Dayong."

Although Zhang Ganchao was anxious, he understood Li Canglan's intentions.

To avoid suspicion!

To prevent Wang Dayong from thinking they had taken all the good stuff beforehand.

Knock, knock. A knock on the door soon followed.

Wang Dayong walked in and said nonchalantly,

"Why were you in such a rush to call me over?"

"Of course, to split the loot!"

Li Canglan chuckled and opened the briefcase in front of Wang Dayong.

Five bottles of Blood Tempering Agent were neatly arranged in the briefcase.

Besides that, there was also an E-Rank Martial Skill voucher!

Martial Skills in Shenxia Country were divided into five Ranks from high to low: A, B, C, D, and E.

Except for the Thunderbolt Slash, which all those above the Body Tempering Realm could learn for free.

The lowest grade was the E-Rank Martial Skill.

However, even so, the price of an E-Rank Martial Skill was at least over twenty thousand.

Because Martial Skills were actually a scarce resource.

Once the learner comprehended the Martial Skill, it would disappear and could not be reused.

Unless a powerful expert condensed their life's work into a blank scroll, or the skill was obtained through other special means.

Otherwise, the number of Martial Skills would only decrease.

Of course, the formation of low-level Martial Skills did not require much effort from powerful experts.

So the price was not too exaggerated.

"Five bottles of Blood Tempering Agent plus one self-selected Martial Skill—the price is at least over sixty thousand!"

Zhang Ganchao said enviously, "That's half a year's salary for my parents."

The self-selected Martial Skill was the most valuable reward.

Because no fool would choose a cheap one...

Even if one chose an expensive one to sell for money, and then bought one that suited oneself.

It was impossible to choose a cheap Martial Skill.

"Uncle Wang Dayong, Ganchao, these are for you all."

Li Canglan divided two bottles of Blood Tempering Agent each for Wang Dayong and Zhang Ganchao.

As for himself, he only kept one Martial Skill voucher and the last bottle of Blood Tempering Agent.

"Young friend Canglan, this won't do."

Wang Dayong quickly refused, "Two bottles of the potion are worth ten thousand yuan."

"Killing the Corroder was entirely your credit. How can I feel at ease taking ten thousand yuan just like that?"

"I can accept at most one bottle of Blood Tempering Agent."

Zhang Ganchao also nodded, agreeing with Wang Dayong's sentiment.

"Let's not talk about credit for now."

Li Canglan said in a deep voice, "If it weren't for you two, let alone killing the Corroder, whether I could have even saved my own life would be another matter."

"We are all friends who have been through life and death together; there is no need to be so modest with each other."

As someone in the Body Tempering Realm, the Blood Tempering Agent was also useful to Wang Dayong.

Moreover, he knew that Wang Dayong had a daughter, so he would definitely have a use for the potion.

"If you refuse again, then I will get upset."

Seeing that Li Canglan had put it that way, Wang Dayong sighed and gave a wry smile.

"Sigh, I've been too fussy and hesitant."

"Fine, then I will accept this Blood Tempering Agent."