Chapter 7: Chapter 7: I’ll Take This Position
「Night passed into day.」
Early in the morning, Fang Xing woke up.
After eating breakfast and washing up, he subconsciously checked the crimson panel.
Name: Fang Xing
Cultivation: Bright Force
Enhancement Level: One-Star (3%)
Enhancement Points: 16
"Hm?"
"Sixteen points?"
Staring at the Enhancement Points on the panel, Fang Xing was stunned.
It had increased by two points!
’What’s going on?’
’Could it be related to my Cultivation breakthrough?’
A thought surfaced in his mind.
Gazing at the crimson panel, Fang Xing’s eyes burned with intensity.
He remembered clearly.
When he checked yesterday, it was fourteen points, but now it was sixteen.
Two Enhancement Points a day.
’That must be it... In that case, if I break through to the Dark Force realm, I should get even more Enhancement Points.’
As the thought crossed his mind, a warmth spread through his chest.
The stronger his Cultivation, the more Enhancement Points he would receive.
Bright Force gives two points a day, so how many would Dark Force give?!
’Three points?’
’Or would it double?!’
If it kept increasing like this, he’d definitely get more Enhancement Points in the future.
With enough Enhancement Points, his advancement would no longer be an issue.
’A virtuous cycle!’
Looking at the crimson panel, a feeling of clarity and relief washed over him.
’Feels great!’
At this rate, even reaching from the Extraordinary to Saint realm wouldn’t be a problem.
In thirty days, he could gain sixty Enhancement Points.
If he just held out for a month, he could save up enough Enhancement Points to enhance his Grapple Hand.
’I have sixteen points now... still need forty-eight more. By my calculations, I’ll be able to enhance my Martial Arts in just twenty-four days.’
’I’ll just have to be patient for now.’
Looking at the crimson panel, Fang Xing quickly made his decision.
Waiting for a little over twenty days wasn’t a big deal.
Once his Martial Arts were enhanced, with his heaven-sent Comprehension, his strength would surely soar.
As for breaking through, the step from Bright Force to Dark Force wasn’t so easily crossed.
It was several times more difficult than breaking through from Qi Blood Extreme to Bright Force.
The Foundation Establishment Three Realms were like three Dragon Gates!
Each Dragon Gate was taller and more difficult than the last!
The Dragon Gate for Bright Force is thirty feet high, the one for Dark Force is a hundred feet, and the one for Neutralizing Force is over a thousand feet!
Martial Dao Cultivation is like a pyramid!
After crossing one Dragon Gate, one might spend a lifetime without being able to cross the next.
Factors like talent, Root Bone, aptitude, Comprehension, and serendipity all had a huge impact!
’No need to rush.’
Closing the panel, Fang Xing left his house and headed toward the County Yamen.
After a short walk through the streets, he arrived at the County Yamen.
Stepping into the guard room, he saw that almost everyone else had already arrived.
"Brother Le, why do you look so pale?"
Walking up to Xu Le, Fang Xing saw his pallid complexion and sensed a depletion in his Qi and blood, prompting him to ask.
"Sigh, don’t even ask. I failed my breakthrough attempt," Xu Le sighed.
"Failed your breakthrough attempt..." Hearing this, Fang Xing was taken aback.
From his memories, Xu Le had been at the Qi Blood Extreme for about half a year.
This was his first attempt, but unexpectedly, half a year of preparation still wasn’t enough.
He failed his breakthrough attempt, so it was no wonder his Qi and blood were depleted.
’If I didn’t have my enhanced ability to help me, I’m afraid I would have ended up just like him.’
For an ordinary person, this step was just too difficult.
Failing a breakthrough attempt not only required a great deal of time to regulate one’s Qi and blood but also consumed considerable resources to restabilize.
The older you get, the fewer advantages you have.
According to the standards of this world, if one couldn’t successfully break through by the age of twenty, the probability of ever reaching Bright Force became extremely low.
They might never reach Bright Force in their entire lifetime.
Xu Le was nineteen this year. In other words, after this failure, his chances of reaching Bright Force were probably slim.
’I can’t support him right now... I’ll wait. I need to reach Dark Force myself first.’
Looking at Xu Le’s desolate expression, Fang Xing thought to himself.
Xu Le had been very good to him.
Whether it was how he treated the original owner of this body or their interactions over the past month, Fang Xing had a very good impression of Xu Le.
However, even though he had reached Bright Force, it was difficult to offer any significant support.
If he reached the Dark Force realm, though, it would be a different story.
At that point, giving him some resources to help him enter Bright Force wouldn’t be too much of a problem.
Right now, his own Cultivation resources were stretched thin, so he couldn’t offer any support.
"It’s okay. Failure is the mother of success. Just focus on stabilizing yourself, and you’ll definitely break through next time," Fang Xing said, patting his shoulder.
Xu Le sighed. "Easy for you to say. After failing this time, I’m afraid it will be very difficult to try again. My journey on the Martial Dao will probably end here."
Hearing this, Fang Xing could only offer words of comfort.
Just then, Xu Zhengxiong appeared at the door of the guard room, dressed in a red Official Uniform.
Everyone quieted down and looked at Xu Zhengxiong.
Xu Zhengxiong’s gaze swept over the crowd before he walked to the chair in the center of the guard room and sat down. "First, I have an announcement to make today," he said. "It concerns an adjustment in the North Guard Room."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
But soon, someone in the crowd seemed to understand. A young man looked at Xu Zhengxiong and spoke up, "Boss, when you say ’adjustment,’ are you talking about the Deputy Constable position?"
Deputy Constable.
This question immediately caused everyone’s eyes to focus on Xu Zhengxiong.
The last Deputy Constable died in the line of duty while pursuing a fugitive, so the North Guard Room’s Deputy Constable position had been vacant for over a month.
What Xu Zhengxiong said today made it ninety percent likely that he was talking about the Deputy Constable vacancy.
The Deputy Constable, as the Constable’s deputy, ranked above the numerous Constables.
It was a position many of the Constables coveted.
Everyone’s hearts began to race with excitement.
But just for a moment, before their excitement quickly died down.
The Deputy Constable—it wasn’t a position just anyone could hold.
There was one extremely strict requirement.
One had to be a Martial Artist!
But in the current North Guard Room, aside from Xu Zhengxiong, there were no other Martial Artists. Some hadn’t even reached the Qi Blood Extreme.
It was definitely impossible for any of them to take the Deputy Constable position.
The only remaining possibility was a transfer from one of the other guard rooms.
At this thought, the expressions on their faces soured.
The four guard rooms of the County Yamen were four distinct cliques.
Promoting one of their own was completely different from having an outsider drop in.
No one knew who this outsider might be, or what their personality and temper would be like!
The guard room fell silent.
Seeing their expressions, Xu Zhengxiong said coolly, "That’s right. The Lord County Magistrate has issued an order that the Deputy Constable position must be filled."
"Boss, has a candidate already been chosen?" a Constable asked.
Xu Zhengxiong looked at the Constable who had spoken. "There are currently two candidates. One is from the East Guard Room, and the other is from the South Guard Room. Nothing is set in stone yet, but there should be a result today."
Hearing this, the crowd fell silent.
They had the ambition to compete, but their strength didn’t allow it.
’A Martial Artist!’
If you weren’t a Martial Artist, you weren’t qualified for the position!
"A pity. None of our own guys can make the cut," Xu Le sighed.
Hearing this, Fang Xing glanced at him. "Brother Le, you think it would be better if one of our own was promoted?"
"Duh. One of our own, someone we’re all familiar with—of course that would be better," Xu Le said, rolling his eyes.
Hearing this, Fang Xing smiled slightly. "In that case, I’ll take that position."
Xu Le: "???"
The moment the words left his mouth, Fang Xing strode forward and came to stand before Xu Zhengxiong.
Everyone stared, stunned by the scene.
But Fang Xing’s next words left them utterly dumbfounded.
"Boss, since nothing is officially decided yet, I’d like to try for that position."
Fang Xing clasped his hands in a salute, his expression calm, neither servile nor overbearing.
The moment he spoke, the entire room fell dead silent!
