Heavenly Ranking

Chapter 132 Arrangement
Starlight City.

Ji Fuyou returned to Jiangtao Pavilion on a golden flash.

Upon hearing the noise, Ji Qingqing and Yu Xiaoyu both ran out.

Ji Qingqing immediately surrounded Ji Fuyou and looked him over.

The conclusion was then given: "She lost weight."

Ji Fuyou smiled.

Losing weight is easy, but gaining weight is difficult.

He rested for a week and his weight did recover quite a bit, but it will probably take another week to return to his original weight, so visually he naturally looks thinner.

Since the weight loss wasn't obvious, Ji Qingqing wasn't particularly worried.

Ji Fuyou naturally wouldn't proactively tell people about his experiences at the Red Track Gold Mine.

"It's normal for things to have changed a bit after not seeing each other for half a month."

Ji Fuyou Road.

Yu Xiaoyu stood next to Ji Qingqing.

She wanted to go up and give him a hug, but Ji Qingqing was there, and she wasn't sure if it was appropriate, so she just stood there, her gaze fixed on him.

It wasn't until Ji Fuyou turned his gaze to her that she mustered up the courage to open her arms.

Ji Fuyou then pulled her into his arms.

Seeing this, Ji Qingqing said at the right time, "You've worked hard these past few days. Mom asked me to bring you a lot of things. I'll go sort them out first."

After saying that, he left quickly.

"Let's go in too."

Ji Fuyou said something.

"it is good."

Yu Xiaoyu responded.

She took his hand and led him across the garden to the main hall.

"Xiao You, I also brought you some gifts from my hometown."

She said something and quickly ran upstairs.

Ji Qingqing, who was sorting things out, came out of the house after hearing Yu Xiaoyu's voice: "You can see for yourself when the time comes. Just take whatever you want. There are snacks you liked when you were little, and some small gifts."

"Ah."

Ji Fuyou responded.

Foods I loved to eat as a child...

That was the original form.

He doesn't feel much right now.

Even now, he doesn't have high demands when it comes to food.

As long as it can fill your stomach, is edible, and isn't poisonous, that's fine.

Eating is solely for the purpose of consuming the necessary energy to sustain life.

Soon, Yu Xiaoyu ran out of the house.

In her hand, besides some delicate snacks, there was also a knot woven from straw.

It appears that more than one type of material was used.

The four species that can be distinguished by seasonal floaters are rice, wheat, millet, and sorghum.

It's clear that she put a lot of effort into it.

Although……

No use.

"Xiao You, Sister Qingqing said your job is a bit dangerous, so this time when I go back, I made this safety knot with these seven kinds of grain stalks. I hope that when you carry it with you, you will have enough to eat, enough to wear, and will be safe and sound."

Yu Xiaoyu said.

Ji Fuyou took the little gadget, his expression slightly strange.

He thought of a scene from a movie.

When someone is about to die, they will take out something and look at it.

However, if this item were replaced with a pocket watch or a photograph, and used on the protagonist, it could save the protagonist's life in a crucial moment...

But even with incredible luck, this thing in my hand, woven from various grain stalks, can't possibly withstand swords, spears, arrows, or cannons, right?

Although he felt the item was useless, he accepted it out of consideration for Yu Xiaoyu's feelings.

"I will keep it close to my body."

He responded.

Yu Xiaoyu nodded emphatically.

"Nothing much has happened in the last two weeks, right?"

Ji Fuyou turned to Ji Qingqing.

"No, I've had a very comfortable and carefree time these past two weeks."

Ji Qingqing said with a smile.

"Oh? They let you sit at the head table?"

"Not yet."

Ji Qingqing curled her lip: "A show-off has arrived. That bastard Ji Fengyun is so arrogant, I want to punch him. I don't want to sit with him."

"Ji Fengyun?"

My memory of Ji Fuyou is already blurred.

"My uncle's son, the one who used to bully us when we were kids because he was a few years older than us, was doing quite well in Chiyang. He was promoted to section chief at the age of 28. Especially after he married into the family, he was promoted again this year to level 8 public official."

Ji Qingqing said.

"Oh."

Because Ji Fuyou rarely went back to his hometown, his memories of his original parents were somewhat vague, let alone that of his cousin.

However, level 8 public servant...

That's really good.

In the minds of everyone in Chuzhou, public officials at levels 7 to 8 are roughly equivalent to billionaires with a net worth of 10 million to 1 billion.

Although Ji Qingqing held 18% of Xingguang's shares on behalf of others, the market value was only 100 million to 150 million. If she used that money to buy an 8th-level public office, more than 90% of people in Chuzhou would choose the latter.

"Xiao You, next year! If nothing's wrong next year, you absolutely must come back with me! Although Xingguang's official position is a step below Chiyang's, your rank is higher. Next year, our family's task of regaining face depends on you!"

Ji Qingqing seemed somewhat resentful that Ji Fengyun had stolen the limelight from her.

My younger brother is just as outstanding, okay?

They're just keeping a low profile.

"Next year... I'll go back when I have time."

As Ji Fuyou spoke, he seemed to have thought of something: "However, if you want to see me in the limelight, you should have an opportunity soon."

"What opportunity?" "The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament."

Ji Fuyou Road.

After the trial grounds conclude and 108 spots are determined, a competition to determine the world's best will take place.

This is a grand event that is not only a national event, but also a global one.

Even other countries would pay close attention to this.

He couldn't say whether he would be first or in the top ten in this competition—who knows if it was predetermined—but he was quite confident that he would secure one of the 108 spots.

The country intends to make this competition a calling card for promoting martial arts and spiritual talents, and gradually reveal the truth behind the mystery. It is foreseeable that even if he is only one of the 108 people, the fame he can enjoy in the end will still be nationwide.

This is far beyond what an 8th-level public official can achieve.

"The World Martial Arts Tournament?"

Ji Qingqing was taken aback: "I saw it. Most of the discussions on the official website and forums are about related topics. There's even some hype in the real world. The movie with the highest cast this year tells the story of a martial artist's growth and eventual challenge for the title of number one in the world at a martial arts tournament... Although the box office was overtaken by an inspirational movie that sells health products, the higher-ups are already setting the tone."

At this point, she looked at Ji Fuyou with some surprise: "You can participate in the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament?"

"It's not clear yet, but I can say I'm fairly certain."

Ji Fuyou Road.

This topic came up in the heat of the moment.

Otherwise, he would never have mentioned it to Ji Qingqing before he actually became one of the 108 people.

"I'm confident..."

Although Ji Qingqing had no contact with the circles of martial artists and spiritual beings, she frequented forums for many years in order to understand Ji Fuyou's industry, so she was not completely unaware of the news about the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament.

All martial artists and spiritual practitioners across the country are competing for those 108 spots!
How difficult is this?!

Hell difficulty!

If the quotas are allocated based on location, population, and overall performance, out of the 60 million people in Chuzhou, the number of those who will ultimately make the list can probably be counted on one hand.

Seasonal Floating...

How can someone be so confident of becoming one of those "few" people?

"You...aren't you a vice president?"

Ji Qingqing was a little confused.

There are four vice presidents of the Xingguang City Association of Mental Health Professionals.

Chuzhou has 13 cities. Even if there are an average of 4 vice presidents, there would still be 52 people.

In reality, many associations have six or seven vice presidents, and it's not uncommon for some to have eight or nine.

This is still just the industry of spiritual beings.

If we also include the Martial Arts Association...

There are at least 150 to 200 vice presidents of the same rank as him and presidents of higher rank than him.

Not to mention state-level associations.

In this situation, he actually said that he was confident of making it into the World Martial Arts Tournament.
"It's still uncertain, and the possibility of being eliminated in the first round cannot be ruled out."

Ji Fuyou Road.

Ji Qingqing knew that her younger brother was a man of action; if he said he was confident, it was probably pretty much true.

At this moment, Ji Fuyou took out the things he had on him.

"For you."

Ji Qingqing immediately realized something upon seeing the design of the boxes.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye at Yu Xiaoyu, who sat quietly to the side, content to be a caged bird...

He said, "Isn't that too wasteful?"

"No, let's use it now."

"Row."

Ji Qingqing did not refuse.

"I'll go get Qingqing's sword."

Yu Xiaoyu stood up.

Ji Fuyou did not stop them, but pointed to one of the boxes: "Refine these source crystals first."

Ji Qingqing opened the box with a puzzled look.

When I saw what was inside, my hand trembled and I almost knocked the box over.

"Spiritual Source Crystal!?"

Inside the box were three white spiritual source crystals.

She stared at Ji Fuyou in astonishment: "For me to use!?"

"Correct."

Ji Fuyou smiled and nodded.

Looking back over the past four years, Ji Qingqing would often give him a lecture, acting all like the boss.

Seeing her making such a fuss right now...

He also found it quite interesting.

"Spiritual Source Crystals... and three of them... that's... 300 million!?"

"Use it."

Ji Fuyou said directly, "Let's see if we can push our spirit level above 10 points."

"But... 3 million is too much."

"many?"

Ji Fuyou thought of the two red inheritance crystals he had used.

Finally, he slowly uttered the words that Fang Qiyun and others had once said: "Money, once it reaches a certain point, is just a number."

"..."

Ji Qingqing opened her mouth, but was speechless.

"Besides, with Blue Moon City as a cautionary tale, if something unexpected happens in Starlight City and I happen to be away, you will have the ability to protect yourself."

Ji Fuyou Road.

After listening, Ji Qingqing looked at the source crystals and finally looked at Ji Fuyou: "I'm afraid I'll never be able to pay it back in my lifetime, owing so much."

"I didn't ask you to pay it back."

Ji Fuyou smiled and said, "Go ahead. Three Spirit Source Crystals and ten Physical Source Crystals. Let's see how much you can improve."

Fang Qiyun exchanged a total of 20 white physique source crystals for him, repaid 2, and left 18.

However, Ji Fuyou kept eight of them.

He absolutely did not want the near-death experience of not having enough source crystals at the Red Track Gold Mine to happen again.

Therefore, he only felt slightly safer by always carrying 10 or 8 white physical source crystals with him.

(End of this chapter)