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Qi Hao immediately took out his phone and started contacting the people Fang Qingyu had just mentioned.

The efficiency was very high.

In less than twenty minutes, accompanied by the roar of engines and hurried footsteps.

Chu Kuanglan and six others rushed back to the villa, dusty and weary.

Each person’s face carried a hint of confusion and solemnity.

Clearly, Qi Hao did not explain the specific reason on the phone.

He only emphasized it was an emergency gathering called by Fang Qingyu.

"Haozi! What’s going on?" Chu Kuanglan shouted loudly as soon as he walked in, his eyes scanning the slightly empty living room, "Where’s Qingzi?"

Qi Hao scratched his head, also looking confused: "I don’t know either, Sister Jiang and Qingzi went to the underground cultivation chamber as soon as they came back and just told me to call you all back."

Everyone looked at each other, even more puzzled.

At this moment, Jiang Wei, who had been sitting quietly on the sofa, stood up.

She was carrying several small boxes in her hands.

Under everyone’s confused gaze, Jiang Wei walked straight to Wei Banmeng.

Her clear red eyes looked at Wei Banmeng’s cold and questioning gaze, and she said calmly: "This is for you from Qingzi."

As she spoke, she handed over a small box.

"He said, within two days, you need to break through to Tier Three."

Wei Banmeng instinctively took the box, feeling its weight.

An unbelievable thought flashed through her mind instantly.

Before she had time to ask, Jiang Wei had already moved on to the next person.

Chu Kuanglan.

The same small box was handed to Chu Kuanglan.

"Old Chu, this is from Qingzi. Break through to Tier Three within two days."

Chu Kuanglan was stunned, his big eyes wide open, looking at the box and then at Jiang Wei, his mouth moved, but no word came out.

Then it was the others.

For Lao Qin and those at Tier One, their goal was changed from Tier Three to Tier Two.

In just one minute, Jiang Wei personally handed eight boxes to everyone.

The living room fell silent.

Wei Banmeng was the first to react.

She didn’t speak, just silently unclasped the metal box in her hand.

"Click."

The lid of the box popped open.

Inside were neatly arranged pure crystals.

The quantity...

Was completely sufficient to support her crossing from Tier Two Peak, steadily stepping into the Tier Three Martial Saint Realm, a threshold that many martial artists dreamed of.

Chu Kuanglan and others also opened their boxes almost simultaneously.

The inside was the same; pure crystals, enough for them to strive for Tier Three.

Although the boxes in Qi Hao’s hands were smaller.

The quantity inside was sufficient for them to aim for Tier Two.

At this moment, seeing the shock and excitement mingled with a bit of helplessness on everyone’s faces, Jiang Wei seemed to have anticipated it.

A very faint but warm smile appeared on her cool little face.

She then pulled out a folded piece of paper from her pocket, unfolded it, and held it up for everyone to see.

On the paper was Fang Qingyu’s familiar handwriting, with only a few blunt and large words:

Stop talking, go train!!!

Followed by three bolded and enlarged exclamation points.

The words were so strong, it was as if you could hear him shouting.

"Pfft..."

Su Wanqing was the first who couldn’t help it, looking at the paper and then at everyone’s expressions, she laughed.

Wei Banmeng took a deep breath, no longer hesitating.

She suddenly closed the box, hugged it tightly to her chest, and was the first to turn around and head towards the passage leading to the underground cultivation chamber.

Chu Kuanglan rubbed his sore nose vigorously.

He slapped his thigh hard, embraced his box, and hurriedly followed.

Lu Jiuyuan quietly closed his box, nodded slightly to Jiang Wei and the others, and followed without saying a word.

The others did the same.

They silently followed in Wei Banmeng’s footsteps.

Soon, the living room returned to its quietness, leaving only Jiang Wei.

She walked to the sofa, sat down, and once again picked up that cup of slightly cooled water, her clear red eyes gazing toward the direction of the underground cultivation chamber, her small face wearing a gentle smile.

Her memory returned to last night, after coming back from the City Lord’s Mansion.

At that time, Fang Qingyu was sitting at the desk in his room, a piece of paper spread out in front of him, covered with densely packed numbers and names. His brow was slightly furrowed as if calculating something.

"What are you calculating?" Jiang Wei asked curiously as she leaned over.

Fang Qingyu raised his head, his melted gold vertical pupils carrying a smile: "Calculating roughly how many pure crystals they will need to break through."

Jiang Wei was taken aback, her pretty brows immediately knitting together: "Don’t you need them? You need a vast amount of resources to break through to Tier Three and for the subsequent training, don’t you?"

Fang Qingyu shook his head, pointing at the huge final number calculated on the paper: "I do, but this time...I won too much, I can’t use all of these to break through to Tier Three, and the remaining pure crystals for my training in Tier Three are better used to help them break through a major tier, which helps me more."

This led to the scene where Jiang Wei was distributing boxes in the living room.

Fang Qingyu’s decision wasn’t to sacrifice the small self for the larger self.

First of all, among the Twelve Celestial Kings, four were defeated in the round of 16.

There were 200 of them here.

During the round of 8, there were four strong ones with 240.

The third and fourth place had 160, with Jiang Wei getting 100 as runner-up, and Fang Qingyu getting 150.

This adds up to a total of 850 pure crystals!!!

Fang Qingyu couldn’t use them all.

He roughly estimated that even if he elevated the Martial Arts Grandmaster and Realm Patrol to Tier Two Peak.

Only 530 pieces would be used.

This left 320 pieces.

And these 320 pieces are absolutely insufficient to elevate himself within a small realm of Tier Three.

So Fang Qingyu made this decision.

...

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Underground cultivation chamber.

The heavy alloy door insulated all sound from the outside.

The space here was spacious, with walls and floors covered in special sound-absorbing and reinforcing materials.

At this moment, the main lights in the room were not on.

Only a few corner-installed floor lamps radiated a dim, soft glow.

Fang Qingyu sat cross-legged on the mat in the center of the cultivation chamber.

The box filled with pure crystals was already open.

Around Fang Qingyu, numerous items were arranged in a circle.

Piles of Qi Blood Crystals, Life Pearls one after another.

These were all sent by that fool from the Luo Family, and they still hadn’t been used up.

Fang Qingyu’s gaze swept over the mountain of resources before him.

The melted gold vertical pupils remained calm and unperturbed.

Time was running short.

The Celestial Punishment Association could buy them at most two more days.

So, he must hurry.

Fang Qingyu slowly closed his eyes.

His divine thought sank into the sea of consciousness.

Buzz—

An invisible force field silently spread out with Fang Qingyu as the center.

The mat beneath him moved without wind.

The Qi Blood Crystals and Life Pearls placed around him seemed to be guided by an invisible force, starting to tremble slightly.

Fang Qingyu’s aura, like a dormant volcano.

Began to ascend steadily at a terrifying speed.

The breakthrough, it was now!