"…"
Seeing Jiang Gengyao and Du Yingbo acting like they were about to fight over the Chengxin Hall Paper, Luo Xiu's heart suddenly tightened.
He realized he might have seriously underestimated the value of this paper!
At first, Luo Xiu thought this high-end paper was only good for collection or antiques, but now his intuition told him things were far more complicated.
Luo Xiu didn't know much about Du Yingbo's character.
But Jiang Gengyao, as a Warrior and principal of Su City No.2 Middle School, Luo Xiu knew well. This man's interests were focused solely on cultivation and running the school—he had no hobby of collecting antiques.
"So this paper… is useful for cultivation?"
"Or perhaps it's useful for Warriors?"
How exactly it was useful, Luo Xiu didn't know.
"Su Yi, Qiuli, the two things I want to talk about are your Martial Examination school selection and the Warrior Rookie Camp!"
"If nothing else, you can go home now and just come back to school tomorrow morning!"
Jiang Gengyao said, though his eyes showed a trace of urgency.
Beside him, Du Yingbo was even more restless.
Lin Qiuli glanced at them with confusion—earlier, their attitudes hadn't been like this. It was all because of Luo Xiu mentioning that 'paper.'
"Chengxing what paper?"
Lin Qiuli had never heard of this paper but remembered the name.
"All right then, Principal, goodbye, Bishop Du!"
Lin Qiuli stood up, and Su Yi nodded goodbye as well, then left the office.
Only the three of them remained inside.
"Luo Xiu, let's go to your home!"
After they left, Jiang Gengyao looked at Luo Xiu with some urgency, while Du Yingbo gave a wry smile:
"Principal Jiang, this is a last-minute rescue. I'm about to break through a martial technique and just waiting for a good medium to comprehend it!"
"Hmph, isn't that me?"
Jiang Gengyao snorted coldly. Luo Xiu couldn't help but smile at their bickering.
They had no idea that Luo Xiu actually had as many sheets of Chengxin Hall Paper as he wanted!
It was just ordinary white paper for synthesis, enough for a thousand syntheses.
"All right then!"
"But I only have one sheet. I don't even know why the Grandmaster gave it to me…"
Luo Xiu took the chance to ask about the paper's use:
"What's the use of this paper? The old man told me it's very valuable!"
"Old man?"
That term caused Jiang Gengyao and Du Yingbo's expressions to slightly freeze.
Obviously, that was Luo Xiu's way of addressing the Grandmaster, showing their close relationship.
Otherwise, calling a Grandmaster an "old man" out of nowhere would have gotten him beaten to unrecognizability.
Seeing Jiang Gengyao and Du Yingbo deep in thought, Luo Xiu chuckled to himself. He had deliberately used that term, and it worked well—he'd fooled two Hidden Strength Warriors into stunned silence.
The three rode Jiang Gengyao's flying vehicle heading toward Luo Xiu's home.
"Principal, Bishop Du, my place is messy!"
"You wait here; I'll get the paper and come out!"
Luo Xiu's home was in an underground garage requiring an elevator.
"Ah, this kid lost his parents young and was taken in by a kind old woman!"
"The old woman passed away a few years ago, so now he's all alone!"
Jiang Gengyao looked at Luo Xiu with pity.
Du Yingbo sighed softly:
"Poor kids grow up fast; now I understand why he values resources so much. It's his upbringing!"
"Thankfully, he met the Grandmaster; otherwise, he'd probably be an ordinary person."
"Poor kids don't easily become Warriors!"
"The resources required are beyond what ordinary people can afford."
Du Yingbo, as chief examiner, felt the reality deeply.
Though the college entrance exam might allow social mobility for commoners, the Martial Examination was nearly impossible for poor kids to enter a top ten Martial Arts Academy.
No matter the talent, without resources and nutrition, they stand no chance.
Can a poor child be born drinking spirit-infused milk?
Can they eat vegetables and meat rich in natural qi at age 2-3?
Can they experience their first awakening of strength at age 5-6?
Thankfully, the state mandates Martial Examination eligibility only after 18, and before 18 admission standards match the previous college entrance exams, requiring academic knowledge.
This gives poor kids like Luo Xiu the chance to participate in the Martial Examination!
Otherwise, they might not even get into the same schools as Lin Qiuli and Su Yi.
That's the harsh reality!
Step! Step! Step!
Luo Xiu came up the underground stairs carrying the Chengxin Hall Paper packed in a box.
Hum—
A multi-passenger flying vehicle slowly descended from above.
Since the Great Era of Martial Arts began, although martial arts flourished, technological development wasn't as rapid as a century ago, but transportation and daily life had drastically changed.
For example, this unmanned flying vehicle is currently the highest-end transport.
The three boarded and flew into the sky. Luo Xiu then took out the Chengxin Hall Paper from his arms.
Du Yingbo and Jiang Gengyao both breathed faster, eyes fixed on the paper.
Wow!
A ten-foot long, pure white, delicate Chengxin Hall Paper was neatly rolled into several stacks, appearing in everyone's sight.
The paper seemed to emit a faint spiritual glow, so enchanting it was hard to look away.
"Chengxin Paper!"
"Exactly, Chengxin Paper!"
"No doubt about it—the texture, the gloss, the reflection…"
Du Yingbo and Jiang Gengyao shouted excitedly, startling Luo Xiu.
One sheet of paper warranted such a reaction?
Mind your Hidden Strength Warrior dignity!
"This big sheet is definitely enough for a manual!"
Jiang Gengyao murmured.
Du Yingbo looked up passionately:
"Luo Xiu, ten million! Ten million, sell it to me right now, I'll transfer immediately!"
"How… much?"
Luo Xiu's heart skipped a beat.
Ten million?
One sheet of paper, ten million?!
This auction probably wouldn't even reach that price.
"I offer twelve million plus the blood of a Advanced Golden Lion!"
Jiang Gengyao gritted his teeth, completely throwing caution aside, his eyes bloodshot.
"Damn, Principal, don't be so crazy… I have plenty of this!"
Luo Xiu wanted to calm Jiang Gengyao, but Du Yingbo couldn't hold back and said:
"Principal Jiang, you really are—"
Du Yingbo was beaten by Jiang Gengyao's extravagance.
Tossing in Advanced Golden Lion blood? He'd never killed such a rare beast himself.
"Hahaha, Bishop Du, I accept your generosity!"
Jiang Gengyao saw Du Yingbo's crushed expression and fondly stroked the Chengxin Hall Paper like his beloved. It made Luo Xiu shudder.
Goosebumps all over.
That was a bit over the top!
"It's real. I once touched Vice Commander Duan's manual, and the feeling is exactly the same!"
Jiang Gengyao was blissful, while Du Yingbo looked sour:
"Enough, how about you give me five feet?"
Swish!
Jiang Gengyao, with lightning speed unseen by Luo Xiu, immediately folded the paper back into the box and tucked it into his bosom.
The whole action took less than a second.
Almost instant—maybe aided by Hidden Strength!
"You got yourself a deal!"
Du Yingbo sneered seeing Jiang Gengyao's quick move, then sighed to Luo Xiu:
"Twelve million plus Advanced Golden Lion blood—that's roughly worth twenty million!"
"I think it's unnecessary!"
"Such a sheet of Chengxin Paper would only fetch just under ten million at the Martial Arts Hall auction!"
He still didn't say the other thing—the paper was extremely rare at the Martial Arts Hall auctions.
"Fine, I know you can't offer me the same quality goods!"
Jiang Gengyao smugly glanced at Du Yingbo and then took out his phone:
"I'll transfer the money now. But the Golden Lion blood isn't something you'll use right away. If you want it, I'll have someone deliver it later. But it's hard to store—are you sure you have space in your basement?"
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