Chapter 60: Clearing the Debt (Requesting Follows)

A few minutes later

Room A128

“So, you two have already signed with Chiqiong Martial Arts Gym?”

“That’s great—I’m planning to sign with Chiqiong Martial Arts Gym too,” Guo Heng said, smiling.

“By the way, what contract did you sign? C-class?”

Lin Qi and Jiang Tao exchanged a glance.

Jiang Tao couldn’t hold back any longer:

“Ah Heng, we both signed B-class contracts!”

“And Qi Ge is vice-director—Director Sun personally received us and signed the B-class contract.”

“B… B-class?”

Guo Heng shot up from his chair in disbelief.

“You both signed B-class? That means you’re on the same level as me?”

“I was aiming for an A-class contract, but Director Sun refused—he only offered me B-class!”

Guo Heng cracked under the pressure, feeling as if he’d taken ten thousand points of damage.

How long had it been since Lin Qi and Jiang Tao caught up to him, now standing at the same level?

He’d sensed they had potential, but how could they have reached his level so fast?

This was too quick.

The contract level you sign reflects your status.

A B-class genius holds higher status—and more prestige—than a C-class genius.

An A-class genius is currently the top tier, the very thing he wanted.

Unfortunately, he was only fifth in his grade at Tianhai No. 2 High and ranked thirteenth in the city—couldn’t even break the top ten.

Though he’d also been personally received by the vice-director, it was only because of his sister.

What right did Lin Qi have? He came from an ordinary family, with no powerful background.

Guo Heng’s emotions were now deeply complicated.

"Look, when I first heard the news, I was just as shocked as you—let me just say that Chiqiong Martial Arts Gym really has vision, spotting Qi Ge’s potential early," Jiang Tao chuckled.

Jiang Tao grinned.

“We should head to ChiJie—late and there won’t be any spots left,” Lin Qi changed the subject.

He sensed Guo Heng’s mood was off—he probably needed some space.

The three then went to the virtual room, each entering a virtual pod and logging into ChiJie.

[Matching begins]

Lin Qi began matching as usual.

Moments later, his figure vanished from the spot and reappeared on the arena.

His opponent appeared too—a handsome man in a silver combat suit, wielding a battle blade.

But his nickname made Lin Qi’s pupils contract.

[Nickname: Wind God!]

[3, 2, 1…]

[Arena Battle Begins!]

As the AI voice announced it, the opponent vanished instantly.

Yet Lin Qi felt an unprecedented sense of danger.

…

The next day, No. 2 High’s Independent Martial Arts Room

Lin Qi, clad in a white martial arts uniform, drenched in sweat, grabbed a sports drink and gulped it down.

Moments later, he picked up his training spear and resumed swinging—spear shadows danced, the tip slicing through the air with sharp whistles.

Lin Qi’s mind replayed yesterday’s ChiJie arena match—he’d been matched against Wind God, Tianhai’s top-ranked competitor.

Supposedly Wang Qiufeng, the top student of No. 1 High.

“No wonder he dares call himself Wind God—his strength is truly immense.”

Lin Qi clearly felt his power: his blade technique was extraordinarily advanced—he couldn’t even survive three moves before being instantly killed.

The man’s blade work was swift and fluid, like flowing clouds, with whirlwind-like speed.

He found no openings—only a blur of blade light before he died.

He was certain even Li Zhou, the top student of their grade, couldn’t match him—the gap was one full tier.

This was the first time he’d faced such a high-level opponent—this was the pinnacle of Cang Province.

Even across all of Xia Nation, he’d rank among the elite.

“My spear technique hasn’t broken through to Stage Two yet—I’m still far behind the top geniuses. Next goal: break through to Stage Two spear technique.”

Thinking this, Lin Qi resumed practicing the “Shatter Mountain Spear Art.”

…

Half an hour later, in the martial arts classroom

Zhang Cheng walked through the classroom, scanning the room and spotting a few rarely seen figures—including Qiu Jie. He smiled and called out loudly:

“The martial arts exchange tournament is over. I’m sure all of you have now seen the level of top-tier experts. If you don’t want to fall further behind…”

“Then train like your life depends on it.”

“There’s less than a week left until the Cang Province mid-term assessment.”

“This mid-term assessment will evaluate your progress over the past semester—your rankings will be completely reset.”

As Zhang Cheng spoke, the classroom grew heavy with tension; many students began to panic.

This wasn’t the martial arts exchange tournament—it was the mid-term assessment, directly tied to each of them.

“This mid-term assessment will include every martial arts student across Cang Province for a unified ranking.”

“Everyone’s ranking will shift dramatically—perhaps you’re in the top fifty in Tianhai City, but in Cang Province, you might not even make the top five hundred.”

At Zhang Cheng’s words, the classroom fell silent.

Many hearts pounded, palms grew sweaty; some were curious about their provincial rank.

!

Lin Qi was one of them—he sensed his ranking would rise sharply in this mid-term assessment.

But how high exactly? That would depend on the next week.

…

Noon, No. 2 High cafeteria.

“Vibrating~”

While eating, Lin Qi felt his phone buzz. He pulled it out—two transfer notifications.

[Your ICBC account ending xxx received 280,000 Xia Nation currency on November 2 at 11:56. Balance: 705,300]

[Your ICBC account ending xxx received 3,000,000 Xia Nation currency on November 2 at 11:56. Balance: 3,705,300]

Seeing this, Lin Qi’s mood lifted instantly—especially the 3.7 million balance. It was the most money he’d ever seen.

“Qi Ge, the money’s arrived—all at once, 3.28 million! Too much!”

“Now I won’t lack funds until the college entrance exam—I’ve got enough to lay a solid foundation for A Miao.”

“Qi Ge, our lives have changed completely.”

Opposite him, Jiang Tao could barely contain his joy.

“By the way, the resources should arrive in the next couple of days.”

Lin Qi smiled too—yes, with this much money, they were officially wealthy now.

No more family financial burdens.

He immediately transferred 2 million to his mother—to pay off loans and debts to his uncle’s family—and told his father to come home immediately.

With his father’s health, staying even one more day at the Linhai Base was a heavy toll.

This sum was enough to clear all their online loans and his uncle’s debts too.

Though his balance dropped by more than half, his heart was light—he finally had no debts left.

A weight lifted.

On the other side

Fang Huiyi, who received the transfer at home, eyes reddened, as if a mountain had been lifted from her shoulders—she could finally breathe again.

Fang Huiyi sent another message to Lin Zhen, thinking:

“Xiao Qi is no ordinary person.”

“Since childhood, he’s always been the smartest child—these past years were just him lying low, accumulating depth. Now, his brilliance has finally shown.”

…

Evening, dinner time, No. 2 High school gate

“Lin Qi, your package—please sign!”

Before Lin Qi stood a burly man in a black-and-red uniform, wearing a black hat and mask, face hidden.

He held a black metal box half a meter long, its top featuring a black screen.

Lin Qi extended his palm and pressed it against the screen—the screen lit up, displaying a palm print, then emitted a green glow.

Verification passed, signature completed!

The burly man turned and walked toward the large red-and-white transport vehicle, slowly departing.

Lin Qi, meanwhile, turned back to campus, clutching the metal box.

He quickly returned to his martial arts chamber and stared at the black metal box.

“The resources provided by Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall are inside.”

Lin Qi pressed the button on the screen.

“Click!”

The metal box opened automatically from above, revealing its contents.

……

(End of Chapter)