Chapter 20: He's Made It

Lu Jing's house wasn't large; stepping out of the bedroom, he could directly see the living room.

Lu Leyi, Lu Haitao, and Feng Qinru were sitting on one side of the sofa, looking somewhat restrained.

On the other side of the sofa sat an elderly man, with a woman in secretary attire standing beside him.

When Lu Jing came out of the room, everyone's gaze turned toward him.

"Xiao Jing, come over quickly!"

Lu Haitao greeted Lu Jing with a wave, signaling him to hurry over.

Lu Jing nodded and walked over calmly.

Upon reaching the living room, he saw the corner piled high with gift boxes.

A quick glance showed the gifts were very high-end; the two top boxes with gold edges were semi-transparent.

Inside were red silk linings, with several arm-thick ginseng roots wrapped in gold thread.

He withdrew his gaze, Lu Jing walked to the sofa, and Lu Leyi perceptively made space for him to sit.

"Mom and Dad, are the guests looking for me?"

Lu Jing turned his head toward the smiling old man beside him.

"Xiao Jing, these two are from the city, saying they're from the Martial Artists Association......"

Lu Haitao hurriedly explained.

The old man beside him interrupted Lu Haitao, smiling: "Student Lu Jing, I am Xu Xingwu, president of the Anwu City Martial Artists Association."

Lu Jing lightly nodded, returning a smile: "So it's President Xu, I've long admired you."

Xu Xingwu looked at Lu Jing with satisfaction, stroking his long beard; his aura was imposing without anger.

This youth truly is extraordinary—even knowing his identity as the Martial Artists Association president, he remains neither humble nor arrogant.

If it were someone else, even if they forced calm, their expression and attitude would likely change somewhat.

The Martial Artists Association is the hallowed hall in every martial artist's heart, and its president is so influential that a mere stomp could make Anwu City tremble.

President Xu has held this position for many years, having seen countless so-called geniuses, yet none match Lu Jing in mental fortitude.

Composed yet containing fervent passion, seeing through worldly fame and profit, only for the ambition to swallow mountains and rivers in his chest.

This young man was simply born for the Martial Way!

"I don't know why President Xu has come to see me?"

Seeing Lu Jing get to the point, Xu Xingwu smiled and said: "Young Lu, I came because of your martial artist examination this morning.

Due to some special reasons, we hadn't confirmed which realm badge to award you; after discussion, we decided to directly place you in the Second Realm!

Martial artist badges are uniformly made by headquarters and will be mailed to your home in about a week."

Lu Jing's expression shifted slightly; he hadn't expected his examination to alarm the Martial Artists Association president.

Meanwhile, Lu Haitao and Feng Qinru on the sofa beside him instantly became uneasy.

Did I hear that right!

Awarding Xiao Jing a martial artist badge?

And it's for the Second Realm Martial Artist?

The couple felt it unreal, as if they were dreaming.

When President Xu first came to their door, they thought he might be a swindler.

After all, their family lives in this small place, with nothing worthy of the Martial Artists Association president personally visiting.

If not for President Xu's imposing aura and the piles of gifts behind him, they'd likely have dismissed him as a fraud and kicked him out.

After inviting President Xu inside, Lu Haitao also asked about the purpose of the visit, but Xu Xingwu only said he was looking for Lu Jing and didn't mention the examination.

This made the couple think their child had caused some trouble, so they stayed nervous.

As it turns out, the president came in person to congratulate them.

Lu Haitao wanted to confirm again, lowering his voice: "President Xu, our Lu Jing is only just eighteen this year; could there be a mistake......"

Xu Xingwu laughed heartily: "Rest assured, there's no mistake—it's precisely because Lu Jing possesses Second Realm Martial Artist strength at such a young age that I came personally."

After saying that, Xu Xingwu looked toward Lu Jing, who was sipping tea nearby, and smiled: "Young Lu, congratulations again on passing the Second Realm Martial Artist examination; from now on, the Martial Artists Association will give you a monthly stipend—remember to collect it.

Moreover, because you've broken the record for the youngest Second Realm Martial Artist in Anwu City, I personally decide to award you one million yuan as a bonus, hoping you'll use this money to buy more cultivation resources and advance further on the Martial Way."

"One million yuan?"

As soon as he said that, everyone present was startled.

The assistant beside him brightened, quickly understood Xu Xingwu's intention of paying out of pocket—it was using money to strengthen their relationship.

Meanwhile, Lu Haitao and Feng Qinru almost shouted; they had never seen so much money in their lives.

If there were no outsiders present, they'd probably burst out laughing.

My child is actually a Second Realm Martial Artist!

Not only does he get a few thousand yuan monthly stipend, he also won a one million yuan bonus!

"Xiao Jing...... has really made it."

"This kid, when did he become a martial artist, and didn't even tell us."

Lu Leyi also looked shocked at this moment, but since she had anticipated it, her reaction wasn't big.

Previously she had doubted Lu Jing's strength; now she believes it completely.

Xu Xingwu clapped his hands; his assistant immediately understood, taking out a bank card.

"Young Lu, the bonus is all on this card—no password, you can withdraw anytime."

Lu Jing nodded: "Thank you, President Xu."

Then he bluntly reached out to take it; he really is short on money now.

This one million plus the five hundred thousand from Qin Ziyi can be exchanged for many Colorless Crystal Blocks, allowing further synthesis.

Seeing Lu Jing accept it, Xu Xingwu was also very pleased, and he said, "There is another matter I wish to discuss with Little Friend Lu; I don't know if Little Friend Lu has heard of the Genius Training Camp."

Sitting beside Lu Jing, Lu Leyi whispered, "President Xu, are you referring to the training camp the province will hold soon?"

Xu Xingwu nodded, "It seems Leyi also knows about it."

Lu Leyi nodded, "Mm, our teacher mentioned it before, saying the Genius Training Camp is held once a year, the province has a total of one hundred slots, which averages to no more than ten per county, and only true Martial Way geniuses can be selected to participate."

"Yes, I still have one slot here, and I want Little Friend Lu to represent our Anwu City Martial Association in it," Xu Xingwu looked at Lu Jing and asked, "How about it, Little Friend Lu, are you interested?"

Lu Leyi's heart stirred slightly—her brother could actually attend the Genius Training Camp, a rare opportunity that comes once in a thousand years.

The senior sister called a genius, Leng Yueyue, greatly desired this training camp; it is said she used her family's connections and spent a great deal of money to finally obtain a slot.

This is also because her own strength is strong; only then did she get this opportunity—students with slightly lesser talent rack their brains in vain trying to get in.

As for Lu Jing, he was directly invited by the President of the Martial Association himself, even using a requesting tone—what great face that is.