Zhang Bowen and Kim Yoo-hee

The provincial-level martial arts competition had just concluded.

The Tianxuan Martial Arts School was once again open for enrollment.

Chen Feng had originally planned to continue hanging around the admissions office,

hoping to find another suitable disciple.

But for the sake of his disciple Liu Weiwei, who refused to lose to Xiao Ruohan at the national competition,

Chen Feng decided to train alongside her using the Heavenly Crippled Kick technique from the Unity of Heaven and Man realm.

After all, he wasn’t the type to easily abandon his old students.

The biggest headache, however, was that guy Zhao Bing who had come back again.

Every day, he practiced swordsmanship tirelessly at the training ground,

becoming a fixture at the Tianxuan Martial Arts School.

By now, the school had gradually enrolled hundreds of students,

and the number of instructors was clearly insufficient.

Chen Feng had no choice but to ask Wang Hao for help.

“Brother Hao, could you get a few Grandmasters or Masters from your family to join the Tianxuan Martial Arts School?”

Wang Hao looked embarrassed and said,

“That’s a bit tricky…”

“Although our family only holds ten percent of the shares,”

“over ninety percent of the coaches and teachers in the entire school are from the Wang family.”

“Don’t you think that’s a little inappropriate?”

Chen Feng nodded seriously.

It did feel a bit off.

The whole school was being propped up by the Wang family, yet they only received ten percent of the shares.

Wasn’t that a bit stingy on his part?

“How about this, Brother Hao? I’ll give your family another twenty percent of the shares.”

“After all, I can’t let you all work for nothing.”

Wang Hao was stunned.

What was going on?

“No, that’s not what I meant!”

“I’m saying, isn’t it strange that the school’s top management is all from my family?”

Strange?

Chen Feng thought for a moment, trying to pinpoint what was off.

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead.

Whether Grandmasters or Masters, these were people capable of founding their own sects.

If the Wang family was sending so many of them, he had to show some sincerity.

Chen Feng apologized,

“Look at me, I completely forgot about this.”

“I just let you all work without paying you.”

“A Grandmaster should be paid at least a million a month, and a Master at least a hundred thousand.”

“If you think that’s too low, we can negotiate.”

“Alright, I’ll go back and tally up the tuition fees we’ve collected.”

“Ah?”

Wang Hao was shocked, his mouth wide open.

Watching Chen Feng’s retreating figure, he hurriedly called out,

“Hey, hey! That’s not what I meant.”

“Come back and listen to me!”

Chen Feng waved him off,

“Brother Hao, no need to be so polite.”

“Even brothers have to keep clear accounts.”

“Don’t worry, I might be stingy elsewhere, but I’m never stingy with my brothers.”

Wang Hao was left speechless.

He felt there was no way to clear himself now.

The people sent by the Wang family were mainly here to see which martial arts techniques suited them.

After all, heavenly-level techniques were rare and precious.

In exchange, they helped support the school’s presence and guided the students.

But not long after the school opened, they received opening bonuses from Chen Feng:

One million per month for a Grandmaster.

One hundred thousand per month for a Master.

The Wang family members were stunned.

“At home, my monthly expenses are only 120,000.”

“Our Masters get even less; the family only allocates 50,000 a month.”

“We learn their techniques, get free room and board, pay no tuition, and even receive bonuses—Brother Hao really is a good friend.”

“I heard Hao even managed to negotiate salaries for us.”

“A Grandmaster can earn up to a million a month, and a Master makes as much as a hundred thousand.”

“Usually, it’s just about guiding those fools a bit, and the pay is absolutely unbeatable.”

“Isn’t what Haozi is doing a bit too much? I feel a little guilty about it.”

Everyone said they felt guilty out loud.

But when they looked at the balance in their bank accounts, they all grinned from ear to ear.

As soon as this news spread in the Wang family, many Masters and Grandmasters couldn’t help but feel itchy with desire.

The moment Wang Hao got home and opened his mouth to ask a few people to help out at the Tianxuan Martial Arts School, a swarm of people immediately appeared, all eager to join.

One Martial Sovereign even stepped forward and said:

“I think the Tianxuan Martial Arts School needs a Martial Sovereign to oversee things.”

“With me in charge, I can definitely bring it completely under the Wang family’s control.”

That’s what he said, but in his heart he thought:

“The Master’s salary is a hundred thousand, the Grandmaster’s a million, so if I, a Martial Sovereign, join, won’t my pay start in the tens of millions?”

At that moment, Wang Fa, the young uncle, arrived.

Seeing Wang Hao, he immediately raised the share transfer certificate in his hand and sternly scolded:

“Haozi, I thought I was ruthless enough, but you’re even worse.”

“Not only have you seized twenty percent of Chen Feng’s shares, but you’re also forcing people into the martial arts school.”

“That’s not all—you’re even learning their techniques for free and then demanding a salary.”

“Now, with thirty percent of the Tianxuan Martial Arts School owned by the Wang family, how can Chen Feng be the one personally paying salaries?”

Wang Hao had already guessed this would be the outcome.

He looked at his uncle and said:

“Uncle, it’s all a misunderstanding. I didn’t expect it to turn out this way.”

“You raised me—you know exactly what kind of person I am.”

Wang Fa shook his head and said:

“I didn’t know before, but now I do.”

“Better watch yourself!”

With a sigh, Wang Fa walked away.

He was a calculating man but knew his limits and cared about the Wang family’s reputation.

Wang Hao’s actions were truly heartless.

If this got out, the Wang family’s name would be ruined.

But looking at the thirty percent stake in his hand, Wang Fa couldn’t help but feel a little excited.

The four Heavenly Gate-level martial arts techniques—Blazing Pure Yang Palm, Lion’s Roar Skill, Innate Steel Qi, and Golden Snake Swordsmanship—

plus a Saint-level technique, Three Parts Restored Vital Energy—

now thirty percent of these techniques belonged to the Wang family.

They could now openly and legitimately learn and use them.

The rise of the Wang family was just around the corner.

“Finally, no more of those soft, feeble Tai Chi moves for the family.”

“But this nephew is completely ruined.”

Wang Fa sighed.

He didn’t know whether to be happy or sad.

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Solving the salary problem for the martial arts school teachers,

Chen Feng suddenly felt the funds were tight.

Almost all the tuition fees collected were being used to pay the Wang family members’ salaries.

He was even putting in some of his own money.

However, as the number of students grew, the tuition income would naturally increase.

Chen Feng decided to make one more trip to Kunlun Mountain before the national competition.

He planned to bring back a dinosaur to help with cash flow.

At the same time, he wanted to check on how Qianqian was doing.

Whether she had been punished for the last incident.

But before heading into the mountains, he naturally wanted to bring some small gifts for Qianqian.

He left this task to Jin Youxi.

Chen Feng would try to spend as much time as possible training with Liu Weiwei.

Jin Youxi was also happy to prepare a gift package for the little sister she had never met.

While shopping, Jin Youxi was approached by a handsome young man.

“Miss, two shopping carts full of snacks—are you planning to sell them?”

Jin Youxi chuckled softly and replied, “There are three more carts over there. These are all gifts for my junior sister.”

“She’s stuck in Kunlun Mountain and hasn’t seen these kinds of snacks before.”

Zhang Bowen laughed lightly, “You’re quite the joker. Kunlun Mountain has been sealed off. Even if you bought all this, there’s no way to get it in.”

Only then did Jin Youxi realize she had accidentally let something slip.

But it didn’t matter—no one would believe her anyway.

After Jin Youxi left, Zhang Bowen smiled to himself.

“Qianqian really does have a remarkable master.”

His curiosity about Chen Feng grew stronger.

The matter of breaking through the blood and energy limit of Kunlun Mountain intrigued him deeply.

Zhang Bowen considered many possibilities.

In his mind, only one explanation made sense.

Chen Feng must carry the bloodline of a spirit beast.

Otherwise, nothing could explain it.

But he still wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Whether Chen Feng could truly defy the blood and energy limits of Kunlun Mountain.