109: Chapter 109 Throwing Money

The pojun no. 1 fighter jet landed on the headquarters tarmac.

The cabin door swung wide open, and a dense rush of spiritual energy hit his face.

Li Zhengyang stepped down the gangway, looking around.

This place was certainly more opulent than that drafty Northern Territory Branch.

The area beneath his feet was paved entirely with a special alloy mixed with basalt.

It glistened under the sunlight.

The main building in the distance towered into the clouds, its outer walls covered in defensive array patterns, with energy visibly flowing across them.

Lei Qianjue walked in front, receiving a message as soon as he got off the plane.

He glanced at the screen, and his expression immediately darkened.

"I have an urgent matter to attend to; I need to go to the Warrior Hall."

Lei Qianjue pointed to the plaza in the distance, "Go walk around over there by yourself, and feel free to eat at the headquarters cafeteria. Remember, don't cause any trouble; these old guys have even worse tempers than I do."

Li Zhengyang waved his hand, "Go ahead, I'm not a three-year-old child."

Lei Qianjue wasn't entirely reassured, adding one last thing as he left: "Don't tear down any walls."

Before he even finished speaking, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and sped away.

Li Zhengyang strolled along the corridor and wandered into the central plaza.

The place was absurdly large, with landscaping done like a garden, and even the ornamental stones casually placed by the roadside were actually raw spiritual ore.

He found a bench on the edge and sat down.

After a whole day of tossing and turning, he finally had time to take stock of his assets.

Li Zhengyang leaned back against the bench and moved his consciousness.

[Host: Li Zhengyang]

[Realm: 4th-Grade Martial Venerable]

[Current Blood Qi Value: 61,298,628]

[Cultivation Technique: Earth-Rank High-Grade "Indestructible Golden Body"]

[Martial Arts: SS-Rank "Nine Heavens Thunder Control Spear", SSS-Rank "Soaring Dragon Sky-Stepping Footwork"]

[Talents: SS-Rank "Prison Dragon Asura Armor" (30% Damage Reflection, 50% Mental Damage Reduction), S-Rank "Tyrannosaurus Bone" (Ignores 80% of all damage from the same rank and below, increases recovery by 200%)]

[Weapons: SS-Rank "abyssal meteor dragon spear" (Dragon Soul Bone Erosion, Dragon Tooth Armor Piercing, Fatal Dragon Jaw, Ancient Dragon Power)]

[Account Balance: 20,065,620,000 great xia currency]

Over 20 billion.

Looking at this long string of zeros, Li Zhengyang felt satisfied.

Keeping money and not spending it is for idiots.

His finger hovered over the top-up interface.

Input amount: 20,000,000,000.

Footsteps sounded on the landscaped path in front of the bench.

Three men and one woman walked over.

They wore silver and white uniforms, with the Pojun Division headquarters' sword emblem pinned to their chests.

These people were holding newly collected spiritual liquid, looking quite imposing.

The short-haired youth leading them had the cultivation of a 7th-Grade Martial Emperor, but his steps were somewhat unsteady, clearly a realm built up by piling on resources.

As they passed the bench, the short-haired youth stopped and tilted his chin toward Li Zhengyang.

"Who is this?"

The tall person beside him glanced at Li Zhengyang's casual clothes and frowned in disgust.

"He's not wearing a headquarters uniform and doesn't even have a rank insignia. Probably some logistics personnel from a remote branch here to deliver documents."

"The threshold for headquarters is really getting lower and lower."

The only female martial artist fanned herself dramatically, "He smells like blood; it's disgusting. Why are you just sitting in the core area? Is this a place for someone like you, a lackey from a branch, to be hanging around?"

The short-haired youth took two steps forward.

"Hey kid, I'm talking to you. Get up and get lost to the outer perimeter to wash up; don't be an eyesore here."

Li Zhengyang didn't look up at these barking dogs.

He couldn't be bothered to waste words.

His finger pressed the confirm button.

[Top-up complete]

[Deducted: 20,000,000,000 great xia currency]

[Obtained: 200,000,000 Blood Qi Value]

Two hundred million Blood Qi points were credited immediately.

Boom!

Inside his dantian.

The energy storm formed by the two hundred million Blood Qi points brutally burst through his meridian barriers, rushing and surging through his limbs and bones.

The veins under his skin bulged.

[Realm Breakthrough: 4th-Grade Martial Venerable → 5th-Grade Martial Venerable!]

This was just an appetizer.

Blood Qi soared, and barriers shattered one after another.

[6th-Grade Martial Venerable!]

The base of two hundred million was simply too large, directly pushing Li Zhengyang's realm to the late stage of the Martial Venerable Realm.

[7th-Grade Martial Venerable!]

The violent pressure of a 7th-Grade Martial Venerable instantly erupted from his body.

This was merely the uncontrollable aftershock of the breakthrough.

Bang!

With Li Zhengyang as the center, the special floor tiles in the plaza began to shatter and shoot out in all directions.

The short-haired youth hadn't even finished speaking.

The overwhelming wave of energy slapped directly onto his face.

"Crack!"

His knees snapped simultaneously, and without even a scream, he was pressed firmly onto the ground.

The terrifying gravity smashed his face into the shattered floor tiles, making it impossible for him to move.

The tall person and the female martial artist fared even worse.

They were sent flying hundreds of meters on the spot, slamming heavily into the raw spiritual ore, and were knocked completely unconscious.

Only the last short Martial Emperor remained, who had survived because he was standing further away.

He lay on the ground with his limbs spread wide, his bones creaking under the pressure, and even moving a finger was a luxury.

The short man looked at Li Zhengyang sitting on the bench, scared out of his wits.

"This guy is a f***ing Martial Venerable!"

"And he's even more terrifying than those core adjutants at headquarters!"

Li Zhengyang exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The violent Blood Qi slowly calmed down, and his realm completely stabilized at the 7th-Grade.

He stood up and brushed the stone dust off his pant legs.

He looked down at the short-haired youth twitching in the crater, feeling a bit puzzled.

"Is this the latest training method at headquarters? Practicing while lying down?"

Blood bubbles spilled from the short-haired youth's mouth as he shook his head desperately.

His internal organs felt like they were about to explode, and he only prayed for this living Yama to quickly withdraw his pressure.

At the same moment, sirens blared throughout the Pojun Division headquarters.

"Enemy attack! An unidentified high-energy reaction has appeared in the central plaza!"

"All internal security squads, assemble immediately!"

In less than ten seconds, over a dozen powerful auras shot up into the sky from all directions, rushing straight toward the plaza.

The middle-aged man leading them wore a black robe and carried a heavy battle saber; he was the fastest, and his 8th-Grade Martial Venerable cultivation was fully displayed.

"Who dares to run wild at headquarters!"

The middle-aged man landed heavily, pointing his battle saber directly at Li Zhengyang, though he felt uneasy inside.

This young man's realm was clearly lower than his own, but that lingering, intense blood aura made his scalp tingle.

Li Zhengyang stood with his hands in his pockets, watching this group of headquarters internal guards who had drawn their weapons against him.

Before he could speak.

A roar thundered down from high above.

"Put your weapons down, all of you!"

Lei Qianjue transformed into lightning, crashing down between the two parties, covered in sweat.

He had just arrived at the Warrior Hall, and before his seat was even warm, he felt a late-stage Martial Venerable energy fluctuation explode from the plaza.

This little ancestor, he had just told him not to cause trouble, and in the time it took to take a leak, he had caused such a huge commotion here!

The internal security leader quickly sheathed his blade and saluted: "Venerable Lei! This person..."

Lei Qianjue ignored him and turned to look at Li Zhengyang, scanning him twice.

His eyes bulged out.

7th-Grade Martial Venerable?

Wasn't he 4th-Grade when he got off the plane at headquarters!

It's only been a few minutes!

Lei Qianjue suppressed his racing heart and pointed at Li Zhengyang, explaining:

"Sheathe your blades!"

"This is the newly appointed Minister of the Northern Territory Branch of the Pojun Division, Li Zhengyang!"

The internal security leader froze in place.

The short man on the ground, who had half a breath left, rolled his eyes and died of fright upon hearing the words "Northern Territory Minister".

Li Zhengyang stepped over the few "puddles of mud" on the floor tiles and walked to Lei Qianjue's side.

"Venerable Lei, the quality of your floor tiles is too poor; I just stretched my muscles a little, and they cracked on their own."

Then he pointed to the mess on the ground, "I don't have to pay for the repairs, right?"

Lei Qianjue's face twitched violently.

Just as he was about to speak, the gate at the end of the plaza slid open with a boom.

An old man leaning on a dragon-headed cane walked slowly out from behind the gate.

"The repair costs will be covered by the headquarters' account."

The old man stopped and locked his gaze onto Li Zhengyang.

"So you are the new Northern Territory Minister who led the charge to take down the Mad Demon Fortress?"

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