This middle-aged man, 'Yang Hui,' looked only to be in his early thirties. In reality, he was well over fifty and held the rank of 'Intermediate Wargod.' He usually resided at the Global Headquarters of the Limitless Martial Arts Center. In terms of sheer power or status, Yang Hui was the equal of Zhou Zhengyong, known as 'Iron Hand.'

"It's been eight years since we last met. Come, let's find a place for some tea first. Then we can have lunch together afterward. Oh, Zhuge, is your elder brother in the base city? Call him to join us," Yang Hui said.

"Yes, I'll call Elder Brother right away," Zhuge Tao replied immediately.

Yang Hui was a Wargod, Chairman Zhou Zhengyong was a Wargod, and Zhuge Tao's elder brother, 'Zhuge Shan,' was also a Wargod. Friendships, generally, were built based on status and standing; without background or position, one simply couldn't enter that circle.

"Iron Hand, is the Inspector in the base city?" Yang Hui inquired.

"The Inspector went to Wilderness Area City 003 a few days ago, hunting Lord-level monsters to hone his marksmanship," Iron Hand Zhou Zhengyong replied. "When the Inspector returns, I'll take you to pay your respects. Six months ago, when the Master visited our Jiangnan Base City, the Inspector was still out in the wilderness."

The Master!

The moment that word left Zhou Zhengyong's mouth, the expressions of the three supervisors present, including Yang Hui, instantly turned solemn.

The only person who could be referred to as 'The Master' by the chairman of the Limitless Martial Arts Center in Jiangnan Base City was one individual—the undisputed strongest being on the entire planet, the founder of the Limitless Martial Arts Center, 'Hong.'

Hong!

A powerhouse radiating infinite charisma! The strongest human race had ever produced!

"The Inspector’s strenuous cultivation is also aimed at breaking through to the 'Wargod Level' and becoming a being that transcends Wargods," Yang Hui sighed. "The Master once said that Inspector Liu holds immense hope."

Inspector...

Within the global system of the Limitless Martial Arts Center, his status was exceptionally high! Far exceeding that of Zhou Zhengyong, Yang Hui, and others. He was someone who could frequently interact at close range with the world's number one powerhouse, 'Hong,' essentially making him one of the absolute top echelons of the entire Limitless Martial Arts Center.

"Let's go have some tea. We can slowly look into that matter concerning young Luo Feng later," Wargod Yang Hui chuckled.

Immediately, Headquarters Emissary Yang Hui, along with the four giants of the Jiangnan Base City Limitless Martial Arts Center, departed the airport.

The morning of February 28th.

After a simple half-hour warm-up routine in the training hall, Luo Feng entered the audio-visual room. The blackout curtains on the windows were tightly drawn, rendering the room nearly pitch black, with only a faint sliver of the morning light refracting through the main doorway, offering minimal illumination.

"Activate," Luo Feng commanded via voice control.

Simultaneously, he leisurely brewed a steaming cup of hot tea, placing it on the low table before him. Luo Feng settled into the soft sofa, brought the wireless keyboard onto his lap, and quickly began browsing the posts in the 'Warlord-level Martial Artist Forum' within the 'Limitless Home.' He occasionally replied to a post.

This forum gathered Warlord-level martial artists from South America, Europe, Asia, and everywhere else, with Wargods occasionally dropping in. Furthermore, the forum allowed for one-on-one video chats with other martial artists. Its functions were numerous.

"A vial of Water of Life is indeed rare." Luo Feng had intentionally replied to three threads about the 'Water of Life' that had long sunk to the bottom pages some time ago, pushing those threads back onto the front page. In forum terminology, this was called 'grave digging.'

Once on the front page, more global Warlord-level martial artists saw the threads, leading to numerous replies and discussions. Through these exchanges, Luo Feng learned more about the 'Water of Life.' Occasionally, he would reply himself, engaging in a thread-chat with other martial artists.

"Among the Warlord-level martial artists under the banner of the Limitless Martial Arts Center globally, the sheer number is astonishing. Yet, no one knows where to find 'Water of Life,'" Luo Feng frowned. "Could it really be as the posts suggest—that a vial of Water of Life only appears occasionally and is then put up for auction?"

Even if such a thing existed, he wouldn't dare buy it right now! His strength wasn't sufficient. If the Vulture and Poison Scorpion couple discovered it, it would be a nightmare.

"Forget it. The most important thing for me now is to increase my strength!"

"My greatest asset is my spiritual force! Currently, my physical fitness is at the Beginner Warlord level. Given that spiritual force is usually two tiers higher than physical conditioning, my spiritual force should be at the 'High Warlord' level. This means I can crush High Warlord martial artists head-on," Luo Feng thought with a surge of joy.

The previous killings of the elderly Mr. Liu and the burly Caucasian man were achieved through surprise attacks from behind, catching them completely unprepared! If it were a direct confrontation! At Luo Feng's strength back then, he wouldn't have been entirely confident. But the current Luo Feng, facing those two, Mr. Liu and the other, could sweep them aside even in a direct fight! It was universally acknowledged in martial artist circles that Spiritual Force Masters could crush martial artists of the same rank and even fight across levels.

"Right now, I can sweep aside High Warlords and battle 'Beginner Wargods!'"

"If I use trickery, relying on the subtle nature of my spiritual force, killing a Beginner Wargod wouldn't be too difficult."

Luo Feng's rate of progress was indeed astonishing. Since awakening, it had only been eight months, and his true combat strength was already comparable to a Beginner Wargod!

This wasn't entirely surprising. Firstly, Luo Feng was an extremely rare Spiritual Force Master among martial artists. Every Spiritual Force Master was immensely precious; their innate spiritual force was inherently powerful. Because their physical bodies were weak at birth, their spiritual force naturally condensed, lurking in the Sea of Consciousness. Those born with less innate spiritual force existed primarily as **. Those with more innate spiritual force existed as a mix of ** and solid matter; the higher the solid proportion, the greater the spiritual force. And those born with absolutely staggering innate spiritual force existed entirely in solid form!

Luo Feng was the most talented of the Spiritual Force Masters, meaning his speed of self-improvement should naturally be phenomenal. Combined with the astounding effects of practicing the ultimate secret manual, Nine Stages of Thunder Blade, and Luo Feng's own diligence—these three factors naturally propelled his progress to an astonishing level. In just eight months, he reached the equivalent of a 'Beginner Wargod'!

However, compared to the 'Hong' and 'Thunder God' of the past, there was still a gap. Back then, 'Hong' and 'Thunder God' had already become beings surpassing the Wargod level during the Great Nirvana outbreak. Their progression speed was terrifyingly fast!

"The dark gold sphere in my Sea of Consciousness contains an immense amount of spiritual force. It only exists in the form of a dark gold sphere because my physical body isn't strong enough to withstand it," Luo Feng held the teacup, taking a gentle sip, letting the tea's fragrance linger in his mouth. "Therefore, the stronger my body becomes, the stronger my spiritual force will be."

"Right now, I must raise my physical conditioning at the fastest possible rate!"

Luo Feng typed 'Methods to Increase Physical Conditioning' and searched the forum. Quickly, numerous threads appeared in the Warlord-level forum, showing that this was a widely discussed topic. He clicked on a few posts with high view counts and replies.

"What methods are there?"

"Genetic Potion? The price isn't too high; I can get a vial for two hundred million through a captain's friend. However, this potion causes significant damage to the body. After the initial strength boost, future improvement becomes much harder," Luo Feng shook his head slightly. Genetic Potions essentially extinguished future hope. That's why people like Wei Tie, Wei Qing, and Chen Gu, who hadn't seen any breakthrough in many years and had no confidence in their future progress, were willing to take them. But for someone like Luo Feng? With limitless potential, taking a Genetic Potion would be sheer idiocy.

"The second method is excellent; when used, it generally doubles strength! Not only are there no side effects, but it also increases the rate of cultivation," Luo Feng looked at the second method but could only shake his head helplessly. "Unfortunately, the price is too high." This second method involved coating the body with Dragon Blood, which the body naturally absorbed to grow stronger! However, the requirements for the Dragon Blood were stringent: first, it must come from a King-level Dragon! Second, it must be the heart blood of the Dragon. After hunting down one King-level Divine Dragon, generally only one portion of 'Dragon Blood' could be extracted. How many King-level monsters exist globally? And how many of those King-level monsters are Dragons? It was easy to imagine how expensive a single portion of Dragon Blood would be!

"Half price for the Limitless Martial Arts Center is still 80 billion for one vial of Dragon Blood! And that’s half price, contingent on Four-Star contribution points," Luo Feng stared blankly. This was truly a legendary divine medicine—it boosted strength upon consumption, had no side effects, and increased future cultivation speed! How wonderful that was. But alas, how many could afford it?

"The third method? Relying on diligent personal cultivation!" Luo Feng shook his head; this was the path he, like almost all other martial artists, had to follow honestly.

"At my current rate of cultivation."

"In another six months, my physical conditioning should reach the Intermediate Warlord level!"

"After Intermediate Warlord, another year, my physical conditioning should reach the High Warlord level."

Luo Feng nodded. "This means that in a year and a half, my spiritual force will reach the 'Intermediate Wargod level.' I can sweep aside those of the same rank and battle High Warlords! In three years, my spiritual force will reach the 'High Wargod level.' I will be nearly invincible among High Wargods! By then, will I still fear Vulture and Poison Scorpion? Two throwing knives will settle them."

Of course...

His thoughts were beautiful, but they rested on one major prerequisite: the dark gold sphere must be capable of supplying his spiritual force until it reached the 'High Wargod level.' If the dark gold sphere depleted mid-way and vanished, his period of rapid strength increase would end! Every Spiritual Force Master has a 'rapid increase period,' during which they absorb the innate spiritual force they were born with. Once absorbed, that period ends!

"As long as the dark gold sphere exists, my strength will rapidly increase! I hope my rapid increase period lasts until my spiritual force reaches the 'High Wargod level.'" Luo Feng hoped. A Spiritual Force Master at the High Wargod level... could be called the most terrifying existence below the Wargod Transcendent level. And how long could his dark gold sphere last before it ran out?