These were actual words spoken by Bai Ming.

"Do you think this old man would really owe you, a junior compared to you?" Bai Ming sneered.

"The Freedom Group is assigning twelve Peak Class spots, and those are all for you," he said.

"That is all?" Qin Mu furrowed his brow. "Didn't you say there was also a fine? It looked like at least several hundred billion..."

Bai Ming rolled his eyes.

"That is a fine for the Alliance, not for me," he said.

"No way?" Qin Mu was speechless. "You gambled so much, and all you got were twelve Peak Class slots?"

Bai Qingyan was shocked. "What do you mean by 'just twelve'? It's a full dozen!"

The Martial Artists nearby were watching in envy.

''Peak Class slots! Only 198 available!''

"Given how many powers there are on Dragon Star—Starbreaker, Hegemony, Myriad Sword Pavilion, the military, and the twenty-four cities, having twelve spots in Freedom Group would be considered one of the premier powers."

"Just think about the resources they have access to. They eat seventh and eighth tier Vicious Beasts each month, and they have the habit of taking S-grade potions for breakfast. The cultivation method via gravity and the equipment for the Martial God Hall are all provided for them."

"One Martial Artist was standing with his hands placed behind his back, proudly exclaiming, "A certain Grandmaster Peak level guaranteed,

"Great Grandmaster ceiling, what kind of price tag do you put on this spot?' "

"I think. it's got to be at least fifty billion credits, right?"

"Fifty billion is the price! The Ten Thousand Merchants Alliance begins with one hundred billion! And don't you have the temerity to call it pricey? People fight over them just to grab them at auction, and they still can't have them!"

hearing this, Qin Mu finally thought that this was acceptable. Since the price for twelve slots is a start at one hundred billion yuan, then selling for over a trillion should not be a problem. Acceptable indeed.

After obtaining slot permissions, Qin Mu decided to head out.

"Hey, why are you leaving?!" Bai Ming was flabbergasted.

"If I don't leave, should I just stand there staring at them?" Qin Mu was at his wit's end. "Or perhaps the White Sword Sect has another skill that it has not yet demonstrated?"

Bai Ming's heart began pounding. 'Teach?' What would he teach him? This was a real dilemma.

Cultivation Techniques?

Qin Mu had already reached Perfection in Sole Focus. His level was almost identical to Bai Ming's. Realm?

With Qin Mu's talent, he wasn't afraid of the upcoming Realm.

Resources? He has trillions at his disposal and is a member of the Peak Class.

Wu Po Xing! You sly old fox! Bai Ming swore at himself.

Before leaving, Wu Po Xing had specifically reminded him to take Qin Mu as a disciple, claiming he didn't want the boy himself. Qin Mu was a Mentalist, so he certainly wouldn't choose the "Blade Maniac." The only real competition was Wu PoXing, the strongest on Dragon Star.

Thinking Wu Po Xing had withdrawn, Bai Ming had nearly laughed his head off, thinking it was a sure thing. Instead, Wu Po Xing had realized Qin Mu didn't need a teacher; as long as he entered the Peak Class, he would have to call Wu Po Xing "Mentor" anyway. Not a disciple, but a half disciple. It was a brilliant scheme.

This old man isn't stupid! Bai Ming roared internally. He opened his eyes and shouted, "Qin Mu! You don't have to be a disciple, but you must join the Myriad Sword Pavilion! As long as you come, the Vice Pavilion Master position awaits you! If you don't, hmph! Don't blame this old man for being heartless! Even if it means falling out with Wu Po Xing and breaking Alliance rules, I will demand an explanation from you!"

Bai Ming was resolute. He could suffer some loss of face, but he was not going to allow Qin Mu to accompany Wu Po-Xing.

"Vice Pavilion Master?" Now, it was Bai Qingyan who reacted first, surprised. "Grandfather, have you considered this carefully? The Vice Pavilion Master position essentially wields most of the Pavilion's power! You get to order our disciples, utilize resources, and maintain our reputation!"

Bai Ming had lost almost all of his face today. A little would not make a difference. If he got Qin Mu, there would be no loss. "How about it?"

Confronting the impudent appearance of Bai Ming, Qin Mu wavered. He had the ability to look beyond the money, but the factor of power mattered. He would have still suffered at the hands of the Tianlu Group had not the protection of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Hall come his way.

"Pavilion Master Bai, you're not going to deceive a young person like me. I'm not going to accept an offer as Vice Pavilion Master that only has the title but no real power."

"My word is law!" Bai Ming put his hands behind his back, his eyes straight and proud. "Since its founding, this position has always been empty."

he said, his meaning clear: this was a position that required someone with his own status and prestige.

"My word is law!" Bai Ming stood with his hands behind his back. "Since its establishment, the position has been vacant. With your current cultivation, guiding disciples is no problem. With your Nine Swords combat power you are practically invincible among Grandmasters. Could such a Vice Pavilion Master be a mere figurehead?"

The disciples of the Myriad Sword Pavilion found it absurd at first, but they realized the Sword Sect was right. In a fight, no one in the Pavilion could match Qin Mu. There was only one Sword Sect with Great Grandmaster combat power.

Councilor William was also a Mentalist, buthis mental ability had reached only the first tier of Grandmaster for a long time. He became a Councilor only because he turned to the Martial Artist skill tree and achieved the Great Grandmaster level. To achieve the Great Grandmaster level as a Mentalist was extremely difficult, and Bai Ming had not reached that level in a century.

Once a Martial Artist achieved the Great Grandmaster Realm, they were not so weak against Mentalists. But Bai Ming was certain that in the Myriad Sword Pavilion, which practiced only Mentalist doctrines, there was nobody stronger than Qin Mu. This was because, until now, there was not a single Mentalist who knew "Nine Swords in a Line."

"He deserves it! Qin Mu has the strength and talent for the role!"

"With that kinda powerful mussels, if he teaches us that Electric Light drill, we'll be zapping everywhere!"

"Invincible! We'll conquer the wild!"

The disciples began to get excited about what they now understood.

"I'm still a member of a Martial Arts Hall," Qin Mu pointed out. "Won't that be a problem?"

Bai Ming laughed loudly. "Jiangcheng is a city-level hall; you can continue your tasks as usual. You will become the Vice Pavilion Master. You will not have any mandatory tasks. If you find it inconvenient, you can simply buy out your contract for one hundred times the resources. Do you think City Lord Jiang Hong will reject it?"

"Will the Myriad Sword Pavilion compensate me?"

Before Ming could respond to this offer, Qingyan spoke up. "100% reimbursement. The Vice Pavilion Master also gets an annual salary of 100 billion, and four bodyguards and full benefits as the Pavilion Master."

They came with four bodyguards. Well, that was good. Qin Mu didn't need them, but he could give each of his mother and his sister two. Extremely safe.

"Let me see the contract."

Qin Mu continued to be cautious. A group of martial artists were prostrated to their feet as a Vice Pavilion Master had been mysteriously incorporated into the Myriad Sword Pavilion.

"What the heck? Famous in one battle, and they promote me directly to Vice Pavilion Master?"

"I'm so jealous that my teeth are grinding. He's not a disciple, though—now he's a Master! The Master of all those disciples!"

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