Mythology Management System

"Bai Qi, take this!"

A flash of blue light appeared on the sword in Zhao Ke'er's hand as it headed straight for Bai Qi.

Bai Qi's expression remained unchanged as he wielded his bronze spear in succession, thrusting, parrying, slashing, and hacking...

Every move was executed with effortless ease, without the slightest hint of awkwardness. The moment Zhao Ke'er made her move, Bai Qi had already anticipated her counter-move.

"clang--"

The bronze spear clashed with the longsword, and Zhao Ke'er staggered back several steps.

Being a woman, she was at a significant disadvantage compared to men in terms of strength.

After being repelled, Zhao Ke'er was not angry; instead, a triumphant smile appeared on her lips.

"go with!"

He threw his longsword, which shot straight at Bai Qi.

"That's... sword control technique?" Li Si wasn't sure.

"Yes, that's true." Fu Jiu's expression was solemn.

Generally speaking, those whose strength is below the fourth level cannot use spells with spiritual energy, but there are exceptions.

It's not difficult for some extraordinary individuals who practice Qimen Dunjia to achieve this, provided they have sufficient manpower and resources.

"Her background must be complicated."

Li Si scoffed, "So what if they're not simple? Can they have a more prestigious background than our organization?"

“Not necessarily.” Li Si’s words reminded Fu Jiu that they were now members of the Bureau of Myths and Gods, far beyond the reach of the minor figures of this era.

The battle in the arena became increasingly intense. Although Zhao Ke'er's sword control technique was novel and caught Bai Qi off guard, her control of the sword was far from as proficient as she had imagined. Before long, Bai Qi seized the opportunity and even held his spear to her neck.

With a clang, the sword that had been floating in the air fell to the ground.

Zhao Ke'er glared at Bai Qi with resentment in her eyes.

"I was careless this time, but I'll definitely beat you next time!"

Bai Qi glanced at her and said, "A loss is a loss. Why make so many excuses?"

Zhao Ke'er glared at her: "Fine, you're very good! Just you wait until next time!"

After saying that, she disappeared in a flash, a hint of tears glistening in the corner of her eye.

Bai Qi looked at a tree a few dozen meters away: "Have you looked enough?"

Li Si jumped down from the tree and said bluntly, "Bai Qi, are you destined to be single forever?"

Bai Qi ignored the guy and looked at Fu Jiu, who had also jumped down from the tree.

"What move did she just use?"

"Sword control technique!" Fu Jiu declared.

"This kind of technique is indeed rare, and its power is considerable once mastered. Zhao Ke'er probably hasn't mastered it yet, otherwise you wouldn't have won so easily."

"Hmm." Bai Qi nodded, also recognizing how troublesome this move was.

"Hey, hey, I'm saying, doesn't any of you care about that beautiful woman?"

Li Si looked at them as if they were monsters. He ignored the beautiful women and talked about sword control. Didn't he know that was very disappointing?

"Tsk tsk, if you had taken the opportunity to comfort her and encourage her, she might have gone with you. I'm really impressed with you, you're such a blockhead."

Li Si's lecturing tone, filled with disappointment and frustration, once again drew eye rolls from the two men.

Bai Qi said coldly, "Go if you want. As long as you can survive under her, it's up to you."

“Uh…” Li Si choked for a moment, then gave an awkward but polite smile.

Let him deal with that woman? Forget it, he's not that ambitious.

"I was just saying, don't worry about it, don't worry about it..."

"Let's go and see how that monk is doing now," Fu Jiu said, breaking the silence.

……

In the basement of the villa, a large pot sat in the center of the room, boiling with hot water. The monk Hua, naked except for a pair of shorts, sat in the center of the pot.

"Monk, does it feel effective?" Nangong Chang'an asked as he added spirit stones to the bottom of the pot.

The Flower Monk had a rosy complexion and was radiating heat from his entire body, as if he were about to be cooked.

Despite feeling somewhat uncomfortable, the Flower Monk was extremely excited, as he could already sense that the third-tier barrier had loosened a bit more.

"Keep adding fuel to the fire, I can hold on a little longer."

Nangong Changwan gave the Flower Monk a thumbs up, revealing a set of bright white teeth.

“You monk are quite a man, I’m definitely going to be your friend.”

"Hmph, needless to say, this little bit of suffering is nothing compared to what I endured when I was cultivating."

The Flower Monk recalled the time when his master first guided him in cultivating his copper skin and iron bones. Back then, several of his fellow disciples would wield sticks and beat him, and the experience was no less unpleasant than it was now.

This method was kindly provided by Mr. Bowen. According to him, burning it for half a month will completely dissolve the stagnant spiritual energy in the body and also help him advance to the third level in one fell swoop.

Having spent so long in the second tier, the Flower Monk's accumulated experience is even stronger than Bai Qi's. Once he advances, it will be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, and his speed will increase rapidly.

The boiling water soaked every corner of the monk's body, and his skin gradually turned red.

Fu Jiu led Li Si and Bai Qi in, glanced at the clock on the wall, and asked, "Isn't it about time?"

Nangong Changwan wiped the sweat from his face and said with a simple smile, "Director, the monk said he could hold on a little longer, so I kept the fever going for a while longer."

Although he didn't know why he was called "Director" instead of "Boss" or "Big Boss," he just followed suit since everyone else called him that.

Moreover, Nangong Changwan is now completely convinced of Fu Jiu's abilities, having just sparred with him a few hours ago.

His strength is about the same as that of the Flower Monk. Meeting Fu Jiu would be a complete humiliation for him, and he can't even beat Li Si.

After several days of consolidation, Li Si has successfully advanced to the early stage of the third tier. With the Dragon Horn Sword and the Illusion Crystal Sword in his hands, he can fight against most late-stage third-tier opponents.

Fu Jiu laughed upon hearing this, "It's not that the longer you can persist, the better. One hour a day is the limit. Staying there for too long is actually bad for your meridians."

The Flower Monk panicked upon hearing this and immediately jumped out of the boiling water.

Fu Jiu handed each of them a piece of fruit: "This is your treat for today."

Nangong Changwan took the fruit, took a bite, and his eyes widened immediately.

"This……"

Feeling the surging blood and qi within his body, he immediately understood the preciousness of this thing. If he could refine it, it would definitely be worth ten days of arduous cultivation.

Unlike the violent power when refining the blood and qi of demonic beasts, this power is quite gentle and very easy to refine.

"This is too precious, isn't it, Director?"

Nangong Changwan felt a little embarrassed. Such spiritual fruits were hard to find, and he always preferred to use his strength to get what he wanted. So, he was a little at a loss after accepting Fu Jiu's favor.

He had only just joined the mythology and hadn't made any contributions yet, but he was already taking things from others like this. Nangong Changwan felt like he was living off a woman.

"It's nothing, this is just the most basic benefit. You can get one every day. If you want better things in the future, you'll have to earn them by completing tasks."

In fact, this is only the lowest grade of Qi and Blood Fruit. It is not difficult to mass-produce it. For Fu Jiu, who is rich and powerful after robbing the Black Dragon Society, this expense is just a drop in the ocean and not worth mentioning at all.