"There shouldn't be anything tonight, what's up?"

Su Tu looked at Tang Yangwu and chuckled.

"My old man wants to invite you over to our house, you're quite the hot commodity now, so many powerful families want to get in touch with you."

"I heard that on your way back, you bumped into a dozen sect leaders. Big shots traveling without private jets, all taking the maglev train just to chance upon you, I get it, you're the ultimate enchanting demon."

"I heard some CEOs even took an airship filled with cash to your building, just spinning around above."

Tang Yangwu said jokingly.

Ever since Su Tu became the top at the training camp, countless powerful families wanted to collaborate with him. Either as their spokesperson or making promotional deals for their properties.

The prices offered were increasingly tempting.

The most outrageous case, one family directly brought an airship, loaded with a full ship of Federation Coins. If Su Tu signed a long-term agreement with them, the entire airship's worth would belong to him.

If Su Tu wanted, he could practically bathe in Federation Coins for the rest of his life.

However, Su Tu hadn't agreed to collaborate with any family. His focus was still on Martial Arts Dao cultivation, having no interest in other matters.

Currently, he's not lacking martial arts resources; what he lacks is time to get stronger. Maybe in the future, if he has time, he could choose one family to collaborate with.

Upon hearing Tang Yangwu's words, Su Tu also chuckled, giving Tang Yangwu a punch on the shoulder, "Stop talking nonsense, of course I'll give you face."

"Alright, that's settled then."

Tang Yangwu beamed with joy upon hearing Su Tu's agreement.

"So, how about sparring in technique?"

Su Tu said while looking at the door of the cultivation room.

"No way, I don't want to be discouraged."

"You practice. You've totally hacked it, opening the Martial Bone in a month, how are we supposed to play with that?"

"Really leaving us ordinary martial artists with no way out~"

Tang Yangwu bid farewell to Su Tu and left.

After he left, Su Tu didn't immediately enter the cultivation room, instead gazing meaningfully at Tang Yangwu's departing back.

"Ordinary martial artist?"

"You're anything but ordinary…"

After Spiritual Wisdom advanced to Candle Wisdom, Su Tu's thoughts became clearer, now he can almost instantly perceive the essence of matters.

Just seeing Tang Yangwu earlier brought back past memories of genuine acquaintance into his mind.

Thus, Su Tu sensed that this quiet, inconspicuous Tang family young master in the martial arts hall wasn't so simple...

Even in the chaotic environment of the training camp, the most prudent Mo Ya suffered some minor injuries, yet Tang Yangwu remained unscathed.

His cultivation progression was neither fast nor slow, but Su Tu calculated his opening acupoints cycle and found that intervals between opening new acupoints were around eight days, as if deliberately controlled.

And his brother Tang Long, coming from Ta'an Technology Company, one of the biggest conglomerates in the North Sea, why would such a family's offspring attend Green Vine Academy? Why provoke Su Tu for no reason??

Don't speak of childish rivalry.

Families of this level would never act like that, their education and ideology aren't something ordinary people can imagine.

If he truly intended to attack Su Tu then, he surely wouldn't do something so crude as bringing people to the doorstep.

The Tang family's actions intrigued Su Tu, and were one of the reasons he agreed to visit them.

Another reason is...

Li Hu and their fishing plan research, chose the most primitive running-around strategy. In simple terms, letting Su Tu wander aimlessly to spread his aura, thereby luring various groups.

Where to wander doesn't matter.

"I wonder what trick is in this gourd?"

Su Tu thought, then walked into the cultivation room. Cultivation takes priority over all, let's get to it first.

After a slight warm-up, he assumed the basic skill posture.

Immortal Burial revealed itself.

Suddenly, Su Tu felt like the blood within him was boiling like magma, and his bones groaned under unbearable weight as if mountains pressing upon them, ready to fracture at any moment.

After formally stepping into the Mingtiao stage, the basic skill begins to temper the blood, condensing Qi into blood, while also using the generated energy and blood to sharpen the martial bone.

The pain from this process is several times more intense than the tearing muscle pain from before.

The energy and blood repeatedly wash over the martial bone.

But the two martial bones presented two completely different states. The Daluo Bone still exuded an indescribable ethereal aura, no matter how the energy and blood washed and sharpened, it remained unchanged.

While the Emperor Bone flickered under the energy and blood wash, its mysterious patterns becoming clearer, deepening Su Tu's understanding of the Emperor Bone's traits.

Mingtiao Realm divides into nine transformations, meaning nine metamorphoses of the martial bone. The martial bone continuously transforms with the energy and blood wash, nine transformations mark the perfection of the Mingtiao Realm.

According to Brother Hu's explanation, the advancement rate of martial artists in this realm is hard to evaluate.

Because there's no set time or rule for when the martial bone will transform or how many washes it takes.

Some people's martial bones might transform after just a couple of washes, while others might require thousands without necessarily transforming.

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