I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

"By the way, Master, I haven't seen Senior Brother Chen recently,"

said Xue Jing, who was sitting in the back seat, while pressing down on the head of Zong Shichan who was trying to sit on his lap, casually inquiring about news of Chen Fuguang, his fifth senior brother.

The last time he saw Chen Fuguang was when he had just returned to Qingcheng.

Although Chen Fuguang was always busy, they used to meet every two or three days, but this time it had been too long.

"Guangfu took on a commission from the Qingcheng official government and is currently handling their affairs," Li Qi spoke up.

"The matter is confidential; even I can't disclose it," he added.

"It's not just him, lately, every notable Martial Artist in Qingcheng has taken on official commissions; it seems they are searching for something."

Xue Jing hazily guessed what the officials were searching for, nodded his head, and said, "I see."

"Master, I really get car sick, I need Master to hold me so I won't feel nauseous..." Zong Shichan, pretending to be coquettish, tried to sit on Xue Jing's lap.

Xue Jing kept her at bay with a finger on her forehead, saying, "Behave."

At that moment, Meng Boshang, who was sitting in the copilot seat, had his mobile phone ring.

He took out his phone to take a look, his expression shifted, and he tapped twice on the central console of the car.

"..." Upon hearing this, Meng Qingjiao immediately stepped on the brakes, and the car slowly came to a stop.

Xue Jing, seeing this, found it somewhat miraculous.

These two, father and daughter, Meng Qingjiao couldn't speak because of an incident in her childhood, and Meng Boshang, in order not to make his daughter feel like a disabled freak, also chose not to speak.

Xue Jing had thought this would be very inconvenient, but now it seemed, their way of communicating was more efficient than speaking.

Meng Boshang opened the car door, bent his body, and alighted from the front passenger seat, walking towards the back seat window.

Li Qi pressed the window control button, lowering the window, and asked with a puzzled tone, "What's happened?"

"..." Meng Boshang silently handed his mobile phone to Li Qi.

After a glance, Li Qi's eyes narrowed: "… so generous."

He waved his hand: "Go ahead."

Meng Boshang nodded, his figure flickered, and he instantly disappeared.

Seeing this, Xue Jing was curious and asked, "Master, what is Big Brother doing?"

Li Qi closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and said, "A Governing Councilor of Qingcheng just gave him a commission, the same matter we were just discussing."

"Your Big Brother charges a high price, the government wouldn't bother him with trivial matters."

"But now, not only have they approached your Big Brother, but the offer they gave was also double his usual rate, you can tell they are really in a hurry."

Xue Jing thought for a moment and asked, "How much exactly?"

Li Qi chuckled, stretched out his hand, and shaped a six.

"Sixty million?" Xue Jing was somewhat surprised.

Li Qi nodded, confirming his guess.

"To earn sixty million from a single commission… even without the double, it's still thirty million normally," Xue Jing pondered.

"Big Brother is so busy, isn't he earning a fortune?"

He recalled when he killed the Cockroach Monster at the Rui Zhu Hotel, receiving gratitude money from a group of second-generation parents totaling twenty million.

But that was an unexpected income; the actual commission was only about one hundred thousand.

Big Brother, however, could earn more from one commission than his windfall...

Li Qi smiled and waved his hand: "It's not as good as you think."

"At Boshang's level, the commissions that come to him are immensely difficult, sometimes even taking more than a month to handle one, so it's actually not easy money."

"Also, you should understand by now just how extravagant our expenses for practicing Old Martial Arts are, right?"

Xue Jing nodded upon hearing this.

Previously, while training his organs, he had to consume Dragon Thunder Powder, which cost over three hundred thousand Zhuxia currency per day, with twenty million only lasting two months.

Although he had later activated "Dragon Horn," eliminating his need for Dragon Thunder Powder, once he started practicing "Yellow Grannie Skill," his finances began to drain faster.

This time it was more severe; to build Five Viscera Temple for the Five Viscera Gods and nurture the Holy Fetus, he needed diverse and stage-specific medications.

Currently, his expenses were manageable at several hundred thousand a day, but as he progressed, the required medications became rarer and the costs skyrocketed...

If it weren't for the fact that Captain Void Blade had recently transferred money from selling the corpse of a Sky Pirate gang leader to him, Xue Jing would probably already be struggling to find ways to earn money.

Presently, his savings, including the money from Captain Void Blade, totalled just over thirty million.

"This is also one of the main reasons why Old Martial Arts are on the decline," Li Qi sighed.

"Powerful practitioners of Old Martial Arts have basically lived off a mountain of gold and a sea of silver, the cost-effectiveness is simply too low... the same amount of money, spent on Alien Implants or Neo Martial Arts, would yield at least twenty to thirty times the combat power, strictly speaking."

"Your Senior Brother, at this level, might seem to be earning a lot, but in reality, he spends more than he earns and can barely save any money..."

...

After returning to the Hidden Dragon Dojo, Xue Jing entered the training room alone and practiced the Yellow Grannie Skill for a few hours.

[You have practiced the Yellow Grannie Skill, Health Cultivation Experience Value +688]

[You have practiced the Yellow Grannie Skill, True Martial Experience Points +671]

[Health Cultivation Lv10 (6778/?)]

[True Martial Lv1 (3368/10000)]

After glancing at the panel, Xue Jing slowly exhaled a breath.

"The experience points for Health Cultivation are almost at the limit, yet there's still no prompt for the skill sublimation conditions."

"It can't be that this skill can't undergo sublimation..."

Xue Jing scratched his head, stood up, changed out of his training garment, and left the training room, ready to go home.

By this time, it was already past five in the afternoon, and the sky was getting dark.

He walked out of the dojo and onto the road, intending to hail a cab.

But after checking the panel and finding that the Running Experience Points had reached (7911/8000), just a tiny bit away,

he thought for a moment, then tapped his foot and effortlessly began to run on walls, quickly leaping onto a building.

He then ran and jumped between rooftop structures, moving far faster than the cars on the road, speeding towards his home.

About twenty minutes later, Xue Jing returned to his home in the West City District from the East City District.

[Running upgraded to Lv10 (117/?)]

"Done, another Lv10 skill," Xue Jing nodded and felt a stamp-collector's sense of satisfaction.

Before he could fully appreciate the changes brought by Running at Lv10, his phone began vibrating and ringing in his pocket.

Xue Jing took it out and saw it was Void Blade calling.

He pressed the answer button directly.

"Hello, Captain Void Blade?" Xue Jing smiled.

"Don't call me that anymore, Officer Xue, you now hold a much higher position than I do," Void Blade's voice, ever calm, came through the handset.

Xue Jing sighed, "I've told you, don't be so formal, call me 'Official' only when others are around, just like before in private."

... "All right, cut the jokes. I have a good and a bad piece of news for you. Which do you want to hear first?" Void Blade said.

"Oh?" Xue Jing thought for a moment and said, "Then let's hear the good news first."

"The agency has decided on your reward."

Xue Jing's spirit lifted. "Divine Relic?"

"Yes... and quite a few," Void Blade said.

"[GOD-652·Five Emperors Money][GOD-662·Clean Freak's Treasure][GOD-1399·Crucible of Boiling Happiness][GOD-1474

Void Blade listed the serial numbers and names of eight divine relics.

The more Xue Jing heard, the more excited he became.

Eight divine relics... Four thousand Divinity!

"Since your request was just to study them for a while, and you achieved a great feat, the agency did its best to allocate all the relics they could manage in a short time to you."

Xue Jing suppressed his fluctuating emotions and asked, "So, what's the bad news?"

Void Blade's tone turned a bit odd: "At the final approval, someone from the logistics refused to stamp, claiming 'no notification received for a large-scale relocation of relics'... Thus, the batch of relics is stuck there."

Xue Jing remained calm.

"Even if he doesn't stamp it, as long as it's reviewed again, the reward will still be given to you... but it takes time.

"Quickly, it could be ten days or twenty, slowly, a few months... These relics were only for a limited time, and once the time is up, they must be returned. If it really takes that long, who knows if even two will remain by the time they reach your hands."

Xue Jing's tone was unyielding: "Who is this person?"

Void Blade paused and said, "His surname is Zhu, Zhu Xuanli."

... "He's from one of the Thirteen Great Families, the direct line of the Zhu Family."

Xue Jing slowly closed his eyes.

Divinity was the fundamental means to elevate his own strength—the essential item required by the panel.

To stop him from obtaining Divinity was to undermine his foundation.

This was—an obstruction worthy of vengeance.

...