Chapter 224: Contemporary Swordsman In the yard of a mountain villa, two people were standing beside a round stone table. At this time, Wu Dayong looked at the rising sun in the distance and said like a kind elder: "The most important benefit for core disciples is, of course, the elixirs distributed every quarter. You may not have looked carefully. Yesterday, you were given ten Level 2 Cleansing Marrow and Heart Purifying Pills, six Level 3 Platinum Star-Rising Pills, and some Level 1 Pills. I didn't notice how many there were." Chen Mo thought to himself: Not only have I looked at it carefully, I have even eaten it. His lottery progress advanced three levels in a row, also because there were many resources given out under various names. This is already double the share for core disciples. If an ordinary disciple wants to upgrade, the gap will be even greater. Wu Dayong continued, "By the way, take your time taking those pills. Don't take too much at once or you'll have trouble digesting them." Chen Mo was not justified but also confident: "Would I be stupid enough to eat so much at once?" [Word count +14.] Wu Dayong continued: "Of course, the benefits of being a core disciple are more than this. As long as you reach the fourth realm..." Having said that, he paused for a moment because he saw Chen Mo running to the corner of the yard, sticking his butt out and lifting up a big stone. But then he thought, maybe Chen Mo wanted to do weight training, so he didn't say much and continued the previous topic.

"As long as you reach the fourth realm, you can get a low-grade spiritual weapon. At the sixth realm, you can get a mid-grade one, but you are receiving double the treatment of a core disciple, so the price will be doubled." Wu Dayong said, "And don't worry, the things our martial arts academy sends out are definitely of the best quality among the same level." At this moment, Chen Mo put the stone on the ground, and then turned around to move another one. Wow, the requirements are quite high, adding a piece of weight is not enough. Wu Dayong admired this junior fellow student very much. It turned out that everyone’s success was based on hard work. He went on to introduce: "Of course, your house itself is also one of the benefits. In addition to these, there is another very important benefit." "how to say?" [Word count +3.] Chen Mo is just brushing it casually now and has not exerted any effort for the time being. After all, the things that the senior brother said are also things he needs to understand. So after he asked this question, he turned to the third stone in the corner. Wu Dayong’s eyelids twitched. Isn't this guy a sword cultivator? Is he trying to combine martial arts? He still did not raise any objections and continued, "You also know that all martial arts academies have a mechanism for completing tasks to earn contributions in exchange for resources or spiritual weapons, as well as some special skills. First of all, you have no restrictions when it comes to martial arts. You can learn whatever you want as long as our martial arts academy has it. Secondly, the contribution you get from completing the mission is 10% more than that of ordinary disciples. Oh no, double the reward, it should be 20%." Martial arts academies are not universities. Many of them cooperate with the outside world. For example, some companies sometimes entrust them with projects. In fact, this is a commercial behavior. Where there is a transaction there is a profit. When disciples complete their tasks and gain contributions, if converted into income, it will definitely be less than the total amount paid by the other party to the martial arts academy. To put it bluntly, the disciples work and the martial arts academy takes a commission, but the core disciples get less. This is just like some online writing platforms, where ordinary authors and the website split the profits 50-50, while the contracts between core authors and the website are different, so it might be 60-40 or even 70-30. "Anything else?" Chen Mo asked.

[Word count +5.] "There's still money." Wu Dayong said directly, "Core disciples get about 50,000 per month, and you get double that, which is equivalent to a no-responsibility base salary." Tsk, no wonder they all want to apply to martial arts school. Chen Mo didn't expect that he would already have an annual salary of one million just after arriving. However, this is the doubled treatment for core disciples in top martial arts academies. Those in ordinary martial arts academies certainly don’t get that much, but extraordinary people will never be short of money, and contributions can be directly exchanged for money. Of course, Chen Mo would not consider it. He wanted to exchange all his contributions for cultivation resources and draw them all the way to the Innate Holy Body. By that time, even if all his realms and branches are opened, plus his innate holy body, Sui Ke will not be able to defeat him. "Is there any more? Is there any more?" [Word count +3.] Repeated within a short period of time does not count. Wu Dayong thought for a moment and shook his head, "It shouldn't be anything particularly important for now. If there is anything else, it's the conditions we discussed alone, guidance from a famous teacher, but I asked to go there after lunch." Chen Mo didn't care when to go, but since there was nothing else to introduce, he had to make an effort. He suddenly stopped standing, lay down on the ground, picked up the stone next to him and placed it on his chest. “Drink——” Splash! The stone broke into pieces with a slap. "Cough cough cough." Chen Mo reached out and brushed away the dust, picked up a larger piece of debris and put it on his chest. But next to him, Wu Da's eyes almost popped out: "You, what are you doing?" He was not Lin Xiangyun, and he had never seen Chen Mo suddenly fall ill before. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened. "Excuse me, Senior Brother, are you asking about me? Am I not breaking rocks on my chest? Don't you know that I have been exercising like this?" Wu Dayong fell into deep thought. Exercise? Chest broken? Why am I a little bit unconvinced? And why does he keep asking questions? Wait, why am I like this too? Jianmen Martial Arts Academy returned to its former tranquility. Except for the major examination period, this place is still a normal top martial arts academy. Most of the people here are sword practitioners, with only a small number of martial arts practitioners and magic practitioners. For Dean Long, it was gratifying that although he failed to catch Chen Mo, he at least caught Xu Fan. This God-Slaying Body is also a good embryo. As long as it is carefully cultivated, it will definitely achieve great success in the future. In order to express his respect, Dean Long asked Xu Fan, the grandmaster who had been agreed upon during the negotiation, to come and talk in person. After the accomplished new disciple left, the great master said, "Dean, I don't mean anything else, but I just remember you told me that the disciple you found for me was the one who ranked first."

"Hmm, did I say that? I'm not impressed." Dean Long pointed his finger at him and said, "You better be careful with your words, kid." The Grand Master rolled his eyes in his heart but didn't dare to retort. “I mainly feel it’s a pity.” He even had to flatter him urgently, "No matter what, you are still one of the top three sword masters in the world. Well, I mean the first, but Chen Mo chose Qingfeng Mountain. Although the three saints were indeed very strong when they came, Sword Saint Cui has passed away after all." At the end, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful. Dean Long was not relenting: "Top three? Then tell me, who are the other two?" "." The Grand Master felt extremely regretful. "It's the swordsman Song Mojie from the Chanlin Temple, and the general from the military department." Dean Long shook his head: "Your understanding is wrong. Cui Jiuling once defeated all the sword practitioners, and he is better than me." He actually admitted it directly! The Grand Master was shocked, but he said, "I meant 'this age'." Dean Long said, "No, even in this world, I may not be ranked in the top three. I am definitely not as good as the general in the military department. I can't say about the Chanlin Temple, but there are one or two people in the department who haven't competed with me for a long time. In addition to these people, there is another person who I can be sure is better than me." The Grand Master was really curious. He didn't even recognize Jiantuo from the Chanlin Temple, so why would he recognize another person? "Who is it, Dean?" "I wonder if you have ever heard of the one who was inseparable from Cui Jiuling back then." "Mad old Kou Tianjiang?! Is he in Qingfeng Mountain?" "Um" Dean Long nodded and said, "So I don't feel it's a pity. Although I also want Chen Mo, perhaps Qingfeng Mountain is a better choice. Kou Tianjiang is helping Cui Jiuling guard the sword monument. Qingfeng Mountain has been looking for a successor. After so many years, no one has been able to inherit Cui Jiuling's legacy. I wonder if Chen Mo will create another miracle. " (End of this chapter)