Forty years to open the Primordial Acupoints, and thirty years to fuse them!
In seventy years, he had completed a journey that other genius Martial Artists couldn’t finish in centuries.
From this point on, his path was clear!
As long as his Mental Power could keep up, he could break through the Four Great Physical Limits unimpeded. He wouldn’t get stuck for long periods at these limits like other Martial Artists.
Furthermore, because he had forged the legendary ultimate Top-grade Primordial Acupoints, his future rate of physical improvement would be... ten times that of same-level Martial Artists who cultivate Top-grade Primordial Acupoints!
What a terrifying advantage this was!
Qin Feng slowly rose to his feet, sensing the torrential, tsunami-like power inside him, which felt ready to burst forth.
Life Force Index: 7200.0
’I have full Control over all my killing techniques. I’m just one step away from synthesizing all my killing moves.’
***
Inside a strategic conference room at the Fearless Warband headquarters.
Three figures with profound and immovable auras were gathered around the circular tactical light-table in the center, engaged in a debate that was both intense and restrained.
Nissan was his usual laid-back self, leaning back in a comfortable alloy chair with his arms crossed. His short blond hair shimmered under the lights. However, his eyes, which usually held a hint of playfulness, were now uncharacteristically solemn.
Dragon Jade sat upright, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the smooth tabletop. A helpless, wry smile graced his gentle features.
Opposite him, an imposing man with a piercing aura paced slowly back and forth.
He wore a form-fitting black Combat Suit with a coiled, dark-gold long whip at his waist. His exposed arms were clearly defined with muscle, exuding a sense of explosive power.
With every turn, he exuded an invisible pressure, like a ferocious tiger about to pounce on its prey.
This was Ning Jing, one of the Fearless Warband’s three great Level 5 Powerhouses, whose fame was on par with Dragon Jade and Nissan.
Unlike Dragon Jade’s gentle demeanor or Nissan’s extroverted nature, Ning Jing’s personality was like his whip: direct, harsh, and absolute.
"Dragon Jade, I’ll say this one last time."
Ning Jing stopped pacing, planted his hands on the tactical light-table, and leaned forward slightly, his gaze as sharp as a blade, fixed on Dragon Jade.
"I must be the one to decide who gets the last spot on this mission. Wen Muyun, the one you recommended, is talented and has decent strength, but for a mission like this... she’s nowhere near strong enough."
His voice was deep and powerful. Every word landed with the force of a hammer blow, brimming with unshakeable conviction.
Hearing this, Dragon Jade stopped tapping his fingers on the table. He looked up, meeting Ning Jing’s oppressive gaze, but his face still held that same gentle smile.
"Ning Jing, I understand your concerns. But the question is, who would you choose?"
He pointed a finger at the center of the light-table, at the mission briefing that was emitting an ominous, deep red glow.
[Mission Name: Eradication of the Chaos Hotbed]
[Mission Rating: Nightmare-level]
[Mission Objective: Infiltrate the source of corruption, the ’Crying Cradle,’ deep within the Lost Star Realm, completely destroy its core Chaos Altar, and slay its Guardian.]
[Recommended Strength: Fifth-level Primordial Acupoint Realm (Lesser Limit) / Invincible Combat Power within the same level]
[Mission Rewards: 300,000 Battle Team Points, 200,000 Contribution Points, 600,000 Warband Reputation]
Dragon Jade spoke slowly, his voice soft but echoing clearly in the conference room. "This Nightmare-level mission is worth a full 300,000 Battle Team Points. There are only four months left until the end of this season’s points tournament. You could say that whether our Fearless Warband can once again defend the honor of being Canaan’s First Battle Group depends entirely on the success or failure of this one mission."
He paused, his tone growing more serious. "You saw the mission assessment: ’Nightmare-level.’ The difficulty coefficient given by the system is benchmarked against floors ninety-one to one hundred of the Canaan Tower. We both know what that means. Only a monster who has truly reached the ’Lesser Limit’ of 7,200 life force—and is practically invincible among their peers—would have a high chance of success."
"And a person like that..."
Dragon Jade spread his hands and gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Looking at the entire Fearless Warband, or even all the fifth-level students in the entire Cannan Star Martial Arts University, I honestly can’t find a single one. You, me, and Nissan—the three of us have all fused our acupoints and reached the ’Lesser Limit,’ but would you dare say we’re ’invincible within our level’?"
Ning Jing fell silent.
Of course he wouldn’t dare say that.
They were powerful—at the very top of the pyramid—but they were still a long way from being able to call themselves "invincible."
"My choice is Yunzhi."
Ning Jing said in a low voice, putting a name forward. "I trained him myself. He hasn’t reached the ’Lesser Limit,’ but his life force index has reached 6,900. He’s been at the university for over 250 years, so his combat experience and strength of Will speak for themselves. Among the people we can deploy right now, he’s the best option."
"Yunzhi..."
Dragon Jade mulled it over for a moment, noncommittal.
He knew Yunzhi. He was indeed a powerful and battle-hardened Martial Artist, stronger than Wen Muyun. Ning Jing’s choice was a pragmatic one—the safest, yet also the most resigned, decision he could make.
But he was still too weak.
"If it really comes to it, why not just borrow someone from another Warband? As long as it’s not the Iron Blood Warband."
"Are you kidding? How would we split the points then? Besides, wouldn’t that be humiliating? I’d rather take second place than do something like that."
"Sigh..."
The men broke into a flurry of discussion.
However, just then, Dragon Jade’s eyes suddenly lit up.