Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

In today's Blue Star, if the Martial Saint is the most powerful strategic weapon in the hands of major powers, then the Martial Arts Grandmaster is the most powerful tactical weapon.

Therefore, any slight change in the list of top 500 martial artists will attract close attention from intelligence agencies of various countries.

Soon, the changes in the list attracted the attention of all parties.

"The top 500 list has changed!"

"The data shows that eighty Quasi-Silver Level experts have fallen in rank, and the last one has fallen directly off the list."

"The newly promoted martial artist has no combat record at the same level, but he was directly ranked 421st. It can be confirmed that he is a Grandmaster who has just been promoted successfully."

"The other party's intelligence data has been confirmed. He is from Dongji Country, a freshman at Imperial Capital University, and is 18 years old."

"Ye Qingzhou! The youngest martial arts master in the history of Blue Star!"

After confirming that the new person on the list was Ye Qingzhou, intelligence personnel from major intelligence agencies around the world went crazy. This was an eighteen-year-old martial arts master!
As long as he doesn't die midway, the possibility of being promoted to the realm of Martial Saint in the future is more than 90%!
The Sanctuary of Judgment of the Bloody Temple, the Divine Sword Bureau of the Strategic National Security Defense Department of the Western Pole Country, the 13th Section Shadow Agency of the European Union Secret Service General Bureau in Europe...

One after another, the intelligence forces across Blue Star all started to operate at high speed. Through the world intelligence monitoring network they had built, they quickly summarized all the information about Ye Qingzhou.

The unremarkable primary and junior high school stages...

My father disappeared and my mother remarried...

In high school, when I started to show my talent...

Qinglan Sword Fighting Competition Champion...

The champion of the Fengchu Cup...

Won the title of Dongji Country's 'All High Martial Arts' for two consecutive years...

Dongji National Capital University Martial Arts Department Special Recruitment...

This is information that can be publicly accessed. Although for an ordinary martial arts genius, Ye Qingzhou's resume is already brilliant enough.

But in the eyes of truly strong people, these are just children's games like playing house and are not worth taking seriously at all.

But then, one secret document after another began to appear on the desk.

Ye Qingzhou is suspected to possess a divine weapon...

He was once ordered to guard Jiuli Cave Heaven and fought head-on with a silver-level beast. Although he was defeated and fled everywhere, when he returned again, the beast disappeared without a trace, and Ye Qingzhou himself was only slightly injured...

In addition, there is the conflict between Ye Qingzhou and the Source Blood Society, and the mysterious strongman 'Jue Jian' who appeared inexplicably afterwards and specifically retaliated against the peripheral organizations of the Source Blood Society...

In the recent large-scale blood sacrifice in Europe, Ye Qingzhou's junior high school classmate was abducted by the vampires, and then the Red Moon Cult and the Louis family involved in the case were attacked...

The originally scattered intelligence and information now all point to Ye Qingzhou piece by piece. The answer is self-evident.

"Danger! Danger! This person is extremely hostile to the Western world and must be killed!"

"Gavin, the wise knight of the Source Blood Society, died in battle, and the Red Moon Cult was almost wiped out. Both events are suspected to be related to this person. What is the intelligence department of the Shadow Agency doing? Why didn't they detect it in advance? You actually allowed such a martial arts genius from the East Pole to grow up. You are the sinners of the Western countries!"

In the intelligence alliance formed by the Western Antarctic Country and the European countries, the representative of the Western Antarctic Country cursed loudly.

The person in charge of the 13th class was not to be outdone and retorted on the spot: "Who told you to come to France to hold a large-scale blood sacrifice without saying hello, and you chose the fashion capital? I haven't even asked you what the Western Kingdom means!"

"Humph! If Knight Gavin doesn't ascend to godhood, who will deal with Zhang Xinwu? Can we rely on you old stubborn Europeans who are about to rot and stink? What's more, the people who died the most in the Fashion Capital are the Ni and Yue people. We in the West Pole Country are helping you clean up the garbage population. It's fine if you are ungrateful, but why are you still screaming here?"

"It's so funny! Are there not enough Buddhists in Xinxiang of your Xiji country? Why don't you hold a blood sacrifice in Xinxiang?"

"Shit, I won't allow you to insult the great Xinxiang!"

"enough!"

Seeing the people below quarreling, the director of S.W.O.R.D., One-Eyed Nick, shouted loudly to stop the quarrel between the two sides. At this moment, his face was darker than the bottom of a pot.

Well, my face is dark in the physical sense, because I am a Buddhist.

"Do you want to sacrifice me as well?"

One-eyed Nick looked at the two noisy groups with a stern face. His sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the screen and turn into a sword to pierce the hearts of these idiots.

Those who were glared at by him no longer dared to argue. They all lowered their heads and stopped talking.

"Arguing won't solve the problem. The most important thing now is how to deal with this 'trouble'."

The 'trouble' that One-Eyed Nick mentioned was naturally Ye Qingzhou.

Since its establishment, the Excalibur Bureau has always operated in a simple and crude manner, and is best at only two things - bribery and assassination.

When you meet outstanding talents, try to bribe them first.

If bribery fails, then assassination will be the way to go.

It's a pity that Ye Qingzhou's growth rate is too fast. He was an ordinary high school student two years ago, but now he has become a martial arts master.

Unless they used a strong man of the Golden Martial Saint level, how would the Sword Bureau assassinate a Grandmaster? Scrape him with a Gatling gun, or give Ye Qingzhou a bubble bath with a Tomahawk missile?
The powerful life energy and spiritual energy levels of the Grandmaster have already meant that ordinary assassination methods will not be effective at all. What's more, on the territory of the Dongji Kingdom, the difficulty of causing trouble has increased exponentially.

"Which of you can do anything?"

Nick looked around the room. In the virtual conference room, all the heads of intelligence departments present looked at each other. It was obvious that no one had a solution.

"I'm afraid it's difficult."

"Yes, the Source Blood Society, which was originally deeply rooted in Dongji Country, has now suffered a heavy blow. The Knight of Wisdom Gavin died in the battle, and many peripheral organizations were also wiped out by Ye Qingzhou. A lot of intelligence about Dongji Country is now difficult to pass on."

"Where is the person in charge of the Source Blood Society?"

"This……"

"Smith also died in the fashion capital. Now the entire Source Blood Society is facing the prospect of disintegration."

It was obvious that almost all the top leaders of the Source Blood Society were wiped out, and the remaining people either lacked experience or prestige, and were simply not capable of integrating this huge multinational organization, the Source Blood Society. The entire organization had fallen into chaos.

Nick got a terrible headache after hearing this, and even his blind left eye began to ache.

Just when everyone was frowning, a new communication request came into the virtual conference room, and a figure appeared in the seat that was originally vacant due to the absence of the Source Blood Society.

This person was wearing a cloak and was wrapped in bandages. His deformed flesh was exposed in the cracks, and the scarlet granulations were wriggling constantly like tiny tentacles, which was disgusting.

"The power of the Source Blood Society will be taken over by us, Kabala, in the future."

The hoarse voice was spread through the Internet, piercing everyone's eardrums like a sharp cone, reaching deep into the soul, and engraving deep fear and anxiety.

"Kabbalah!"

"The sacred tree of life!"

"Damn it, it's the Plague Bringer!"

Even though they were separated by a screen, everyone was trying to avoid him. Even the director of the Excalibur Bureau, One-Eyed Nick, who was trying to remain calm, had a serious expression on his face: "What do you want to do?"

Kabbalah, the mythical Tree of Life in the Garden of Eden, plucked by God himself, represents the only way to the Kingdom of God - the evolutionary path of life.

However, the being that controls this tree is a terrifying being—the Plague Knight among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse in the Book of Revelation!
"Why are you afraid of plague and mutation? Humans are the result of ancient humans eating the fruit of wisdom, becoming infected with the plague and their brains becoming distorted. This is a glorious path of evolution. Even if it brings a little sacrifice, it is a price worth paying."

The Plaguebringer grinned.

Two rows of shark-like sharp teeth were exposed, and a snake-like tongue licked back and forth between the teeth.

"A small sacrifice? The price you're talking about is the extermination of 99 percent of the population of Blue Star?" Upon hearing this, Nick's already dark face became even darker, and his only remaining eye showed a vigilant look as he stared at the Plague Messenger.

The other party smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't take action until the trumpet of doomsday sounds. We came here just to help you solve your problems."

"Do you have a way to deal with Ye Qingzhou?"

Nick does not trust the plague bringer. Within the seemingly huge camp of the Western world, each party actually has its own ulterior motives and cannot be completely united.

Even the Excalibur Bureau and the Sanctuary of Judgment, who have always acted in extremes, believe that the ideas of these lunatics who follow the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are too extreme.

For the beliefs in their hearts, they can even destroy the world.

However, this time, the Plague Messenger did not come to spread the doomsday virus. His target, like Nick and others, was Ye Qingzhou.

"This year's World Martial Arts Competition will be held in Japan. At that time, we in Kabala will personally take action against Ye Qingzhou. And you only need to provide necessary assistance in terms of intelligence."

Nick knew very well that the Plague Cult under the Plague Knight were a group of lunatics, and the "arrest operation" they mentioned would definitely be very crazy and might even hurt innocent people.

But since the location is in Japan, Nick naturally has no objection: "Okay, but if anything happens, you must inform us in advance so that we can arrange for the local garrison to evacuate."

"Quack quack~"

The Plague Messenger's hoarse laughter echoed in the conference room: "Don't worry, there won't be any big trouble."

"Hmph, I hope so."

Nick didn't even believe the punctuation marks in the Plague Messenger's promise.

These lunatics treated human life as worthless, and no one knew what kind of cruel things they would do in Japan this time. Even Nick was a little worried that the local West Pole garrison would be affected.

…………

Domestically, changes in the Fortune 500 list also caused a major earthquake.

The martial arts world of Dongji Country was in an uproar, and "The World's Martial Arts Forum" immediately "kicked" Ye Qingzhou out of the Hidden Dragon List.

After all, calling a martial arts master a "hidden dragon" is somewhat disrespectful.

In Linjiang City, after seeing the news, Zheng Zhiguang, president of the Chamber of Commerce, couldn't stop grinning the whole day. The investment he made in Ye Qingzhou has now brought him unimaginable excess returns!
With a master to back it up, the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce's business is apparently big enough to go beyond Hunan Province and enter the national market!
What's more, Ye Qingzhou is still so young.

An eighteen-year-old master with such outstanding talent, it is probably only a matter of time before he becomes a martial saint in the future.

In the office, Zheng Shuyi had a look of regret on her face, thinking that if she had worked harder, maybe she could have become a phoenix.

Zheng Zhiguang's nephew Yun Yuan was also filled with emotion and sighing at this moment.

Now, he already knew that Ye Qingzhou was the 'Absolute Sword', so he understood better than the outside world how terrifying Ye Qingzhou's martial arts talent was.

Before becoming a martial arts master, Ye Qingzhou already possessed the combat power of a martial arts master. This shows that the level rules of martial arts are used to measure ordinary martial artists and cannot limit a peerless genius like Ye Qingzhou.

"No, I have to go to the imperial capital myself."

Zheng Zhiguang was happy, but then he thought about Ye Qingzhou's current identity and status. There were many large investors who wanted to cooperate with him. Although he made the bet early, he couldn't miss out on things like emotional connections.

Zheng Shuyi was puzzled: "Uncle, don't you have an important business deal to discuss in Xingcheng?"

"You can send someone else to discuss business, but for building relationships, I have to go in person to show my sincerity."

In Zheng Zhiguang's opinion, no matter how big the business is now, it is not as important as consolidating the previous friendly relationship with Ye Qingzhou. A smart man like him naturally knows which is more important.

Imperial Capital University, second floor of the cafeteria.

The phone in his pocket rang. Ye Qingzhou took it out and took a look. He found it was an unfamiliar number and hung up immediately.

Seeing this, Xu Yuebing, who was sitting across the table, asked curiously, "Who's calling? Aren't you going to answer it?"

"I don't know. Recently, someone has been calling me every day to discuss cooperation. I am so annoyed."

Ye Qingzhou was busy preparing for the Tianjian Cup in order to qualify for the World Martial Arts Competition. How could he have the energy to listen to any investment advice from a bunch of wolves and tigers who played with financial capital?
Xu Yuebing smiled when he heard the voice: "I guess your previous number was leaked. Now you are a hot commodity in the financial market."

“Financial markets?”

Ye Qingzhou looked bewildered: "I am a martial artist, so I have nothing to do with finance, right?"

"Why can't I hit it?"

Xu Yuebing was born into a martial arts family, so he naturally knew more about the twists and turns in this area than Ye Qingzhou: "Don't you know that martial artists can also be packaged and listed? Finance and stocks, to put it bluntly, are all about playing with expectations, especially civilian martial artists like you who have no power affiliation, are the most valuable potential stocks in their eyes."

With Xu Yuebing's patient explanation, Ye Qingzhou finally understood the twists and turns involved.

To put it bluntly, ordinary martial artists are poor, but practicing martial arts is a gold-devouring beast.

The cost of just upgrading to a professional level is more than 10 million. It is a pity that we know how high the cost of practicing at the master and grandmaster levels is. For ordinary civilians, it is definitely an astronomical figure.

What if civilian martial artists cannot afford the money?
You can't wait until you have enough money before practicing, right?
Thus, a special investment model was born.

In order to raise money for upgrading, some famous professional ninth-dan martial artists would package themselves and go public through financial means and raise funds from the stock market.

Once one succeeds in reaching the master level, the profits brought will be enough to cover the previous investment costs, and there may even be a lot of extra money left to return to shareholders as dividends.

By the same token, master-level and grandmaster-level martial artists can also do this. Even some strong people who come from martial arts families will use this method to reap profits in the stock market.

After all, the landlords don’t have any surplus food, so every bit saved counts.

Win, everyone is happy.

If they lose, the cost will be borne by the investors.

After hearing this, Ye Qingzhou was stunned: "These guys in finance really know how to have fun."

But after thinking about it carefully, Ye Qingzhou felt that something was wrong: "Wait, why do financial institutions take the majority of the dividends? Doesn't this mean that they sold me out and want to share the money I earned with me?"

Xu Yuebing smiled and rolled her eyes at Ye Qingzhou: "Do you think financial institutions are doing charity? And for civilian martial artists, this price is acceptable. After all, without this financing, it would be too difficult for them to advance."

Then Xu Yuebing smiled and asked, "If you really want to package yourself as a financial product and go public for financing, I can help you."

Obviously, the Linjiang Xu family has connections in this regard.

In fact, martial arts families are very up-to-date in everything they do that can make money. Many of them even practice their family martial arts techniques to a mess, but they are all very good at packaging and hyping themselves up for listing and raising funds.

They organize private competitions, manipulate rankings and results through fake matches, and then hype it up in the media, making money from the stock market and making a fortune.

Ye Qingzhou waved his hand: "Forget it, I am not short of money, and it is not difficult for me to advance to the Martial Saint level. There is no need to share profits with others."

More importantly, Ye Qingzhou did not intend to make money that was too easy and thus fall deeply into a life of decadence and luxury, unable to extricate himself, and even lose the spirit of striving forward.

As a martial artist, martial arts practice is always the first priority.

Ye Qingzhou's determination and persistence made Xu Yuebing feel more kind to him. Her bright eyes were completely filled with his presence: "You only need to actively prepare for the Heavenly Sword Cup now. I will let your family take care of other things for you."

"Ah."

Ye Qingzhou nodded. He was determined to win the Tianjian Cup.

In the following days, Xu Wanqing and Xu Yinchuan personally came to the imperial capital and bought a property. In order to allow Ye Qingzhou to concentrate on his practice, the couple directly stopped all those who wanted to get close to Ye Qingzhou.

Except for Zheng Zhiguang and others who invested in Ye Qingzhou early on, it is obviously too late to get on board now. (End of this chapter)