Chapter 72: Gathering of the Gifted

Lu Haitao said with some tenderness, "These must have cost a lot, and I was planning to leave them for you and Lu Leyi to take; you two are at the stage of growing, how can we adults compete with you for food?"

Lu Jing stood up, squeezed Lu Haitao's shoulder, and laughed, "Dad, rest assured; now our family has money, can we afford to be short of Dan Medicine? I've already prepared Dan Medicine for Lu Leyi."

"As for the Dan Medicine in the box, a friend of mine gave them; they're meant for middle‑aged people like you, and we young ones get little effect."

Lu Jing was speaking the truth; these Dan Medicine were all sent by Qin Ziyi and are all intermediate Dan Medicine.

"I see, lately there really have been a lot of gifts..."

Lu Haitao nodded and didn't ask further.

Since Lu Jing became famous in Anwu City, the family receives gifts almost daily, though there aren't many valuable Dan Medicine.

Feng Qinru also came out of the kitchen, sat beside Lu Haitao, and said, "Little Jing, how many days is this training camp? Do you want Mom to go with you?"

"Please don't..."

Lu Jing quickly refused, "Mom, I'm not a child; why do I need an adult to accompany me when I go out? I went out before and came back fine."

"By the way, Mom and Dad, after I leave, you won't have to work so hard cooking every day; you can find time to look at houses."

"Look at houses? What for?"

Lu Haitao and Feng Qinru were both stunned, not knowing what Lu Jing meant.

Lu Jing laughed, "I mean it literally; look, there are so many gift boxes piled at our doorstep that even walking is cramped."

"Moreover, Lu Leyi and I have grown; we need more space, and this small house can no longer meet our needs. We should get a larger house with a training room, which would be much more convenient, and we could practice Martial Way techniques at home."

Lu Haitao frowned at the words, nodded, and said, "Little Jing makes sense; our current house is a bit small..."

"Before you two were small, three rooms were enough; now we've grown, have more stuff, and there's not even a place for clutter."

The Lu family's current house is about 80 square meters, with three small bedrooms; the living room is pitifully small, and after placing a sofa it occupies more than half the space.

"Then shall we get a bigger house?"

Lu Haitao looked at Feng Qinru and asked.

Feng Qinru nodded, "The one million previously awarded by the Martial Association president, plus the wages we've saved over the years, should cover the down payment; the main issue is the monthly repayments will be tight."

Lu Haitao said casually, "I'll figure out the repayments; just work extra shifts. After taking my son's Dan Medicine, I feel a dozen years younger; even working twelve hours a day I don't feel tired!"

"That's all we can do; my superiors are about to give me a bonus, so the repayment issue shouldn't be big."

Feng Qinru nodded.

Lu Jing watched his parents discuss, feeling deeply moved.

He took out a bank card, handed it to Lu Haitao, and laughed, "Mom and Dad, there's another one million in here; it should cover the next two years' repayments. After those two years, I'll earn back even more money."

"Little Jing, where did you get this one million?"

Lu Haitao looked at the bank card in his hand and jumped in shock.

Even Lu Leyi, who was quietly eating nearby, almost choked.

"This is the reward I received representing the school at the talent training camp; you can take it, I still have plenty on me."

Lu Jing said casually.

His current net worth is worth several tens of billions.

Not to mention the mithril piece being forged, even just the space ring alone is a priceless treasure.

However, he needs both items and cannot convert them into cash.

"Little Jing, your rapid progress is known to Mom and Dad, but you must not do anything bad, understand?"

Lu Haitao said earnestly.

"Ah, you can rest assured," Lu Jing said helplessly, nodding, "I don't steal or rob; everything I have is earned by my own strength. Use it without worry; later I'll have more money for you."

After comforting his parents, Lu Jing prepared to freshen up; as he reached the bathroom, he turned and said, "By the way, we should look at detached villas; don't worry about money, the bigger the house the better."

The next day.

Early morning.

Lu Jing placed his changed clothes and some necessities into the space ring.

He had studied it long last night; as long as he focuses his attention on the ring, he can enter a void space.

The space is tiny, only one cubic meter, can only hold small items; even the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword won't fit.

However, it gives Lu Jing many conveniences; for example now, he doesn't need a backpack for luggage—just the ring and he's on the road.

Walking out of the residential gate, an SUV labeled "Talent Training Camp Dedicated Vehicle" caught Lu Jing's eye.

Many people stopped to watch, and some took out phones to photograph.

Everyone knows what this vehicle signifies; those who can board it are the top Martial Way geniuses from everywhere.

And the person waiting for this vehicle is naturally Lu Jing.

Lu Jing walked to the car, and a driver wearing white gloves got out, personally opened the door for Lu Jing; the service was very attentive.

Inside the car was only Lu Jing; the ride was silent.

As the car slowly stopped, the driver got out, opened the door, and respectfully said, "Hello, we've arrived."

Lu Jing nodded, got up, and stepped out of the car.

This place is a former military base somewhere in Dongchuan Province; within dozens of miles there is no civilian presence. After the troops withdrew, it was turned into a talent training camp site.

Lu Jing followed the signposts and arrived at a high wall.

An eight‑meter‑high wall was covered with electrified wire mesh; at intervals, soldiers in uniform stood guard, the security was extremely strict.

If he hadn't known in advance, Lu Jing would have thought this was a prison.

Walking along the wall for dozens of meters, he finally saw a massive armored iron gate.

Beside the gate, many new trainees queued for security checks, appearing about the same age as Lu Jing.

Most of these people wore a badge on their chest.

"Goodness, are all these people Martial Artists?"

Lu Jing looked at the countless Martial Artist badges and couldn't help but sigh.

Any trainee queuing here, if placed in Anwu City No. 2 Middle School, would be a genius that appears only once in decades.

When Lu Jing walked over alone, these youths began to chatter.

"Do you know this person?"

"Don't know him, don't know which city he's from, he doesn't even have a Martial Artist badge; he must have gotten in through connections."

"Exactly, I heard many Third‑Realm Martial Artists came this time, and some of them are Talent Endowed—it's terrifying."

With Lu Jing's spiritual power covering the area, every word of their talk entered his ears verbatim.