After leaving the slave market, Luo Feng quickly headed for his final stop in Dragon Horn City, the Qianwu Dojo!
“Babata insisted that I register with the Qianwu Dojo.”
Luo Feng stood before the gate of a massive city.
That was right.
It was literally a city within a city. The Qianwu Dojo on Dragon Horn Star was the largest and highest level dojo among nearly a hundred surrounding star systems. Countless students gathered here. The entire dojo covered a diameter of 280 kilometres. One could only imagine how magnificent it was.
“Golden leaves?”
Luo Feng looked up at the main gate.
Above the enormous entrance were four grand Universal Language characters written with majestic flair:
“Qianwu Dojo.”
Around the characters were decorative carvings of golden leaves.
Students continuously entered and exited through the gate. There were no guards. Luo Feng simply followed the flow of students inside.
“So many!”
“So huge!”
At first glance, he saw an enormous square in the distance where at least tens of thousands of students were engaged in one on one training and sparring.
The sight of tens of thousands training together was overwhelming, like a sea of people, creating a powerful visual impact.
Not a single student among them was below Planetary Grade.
“As expected of the finest Qianwu Dojo among a hundred nearby star systems,” Luo Feng praised inwardly.
Before coming here, Babata had explained the Qianwu Dojo in detail.
It was a training academy for warriors and spiritual masters belonging to the Qianwu Universe Nation, an important channel for recruiting talented fighters and spiritual masters.
Throughout the vast territory of over a hundred million star systems under the Qianwu Universe Nation, no other martial academies or training organisations were permitted to openly teach and recruit students.
Within Qianwu territory, there was only one official Qianwu Dojo.
Of course, if a Domain Lord or World Lord accepted disciples privately on their own planet, the Qianwu Universe Nation would not interfere.
However!
Domain Lords, World Lords, and even Immortal experts were strictly forbidden from establishing martial schools across multiple planets and recruiting disciples on a large scale.
“This Qianwu Dojo actually has three Qianwu Masters.”
Luo Feng looked at three statues facing the main entrance.
They depicted three human experts.
Each figure wore a dark purple battle robe, with a single golden leaf embroidered on the sleeve.
One Leaf Qianwu Masters!
“Just one dojo on a single planet has three Universe Level instructors. The Qianwu Dojo at the capital of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire must have even stronger teachers. If you add together all the Qianwu Dojos across more than a hundred million star systems…”
Luo Feng could not help exclaiming.
“The strength of the Qianwu Dojo is truly terrifying.”
Within the Qianwu Dojo hierarchy:
Planetary Grade members were ordinary students.
Star Grade members were elite students and qualified to become instructors. On ordinary planets, instructors managed the local Qianwu Dojos.
Universe Level experts entered the honoured ranks of Qianwu Masters and became One Leaf Qianwu Masters.
Domain Lords became Two Leaf Qianwu Masters.
World Lords became Three Leaf Qianwu Masters.
Thus, earning the title of Qianwu Master and being permitted to wear a golden leaf on one’s sleeve was considered the highest honour.
“The greatest flaw your teacher had was that he was too solitary.”
“If he had joined a major organisation, such as the Qianwu Universe Nation, he could certainly have become a high ranking member among its Immortal experts. If that had happened, the murderer would never have dared kill him so openly.”
“Your teacher admitted this himself before he died.”
“He instructed that unless you possess overwhelming strength, it’s better to belong to a group. Even a hero needs allies. Besides, while you’re in Qianwu territory, joining the Qianwu Dojo will make many things much easier. More importantly, the dojo places very few restrictions on Qianwu Masters.”
Babata sighed.
“The master… he was simply too solitary. Too solitary. He had very few friends and belonged to no organisation.”
His voice carried sadness and bitterness.
Luo Feng could not help feeling emotional.
From Babata’s descriptions, his teacher had indeed been an extremely withdrawn person.
Inside an office building within the Dragon Horn Star Qianwu Dojo.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Luo Feng knocked on a door.
“Come in.”
An aged voice sounded, and the door opened automatically.
Inside sat an elderly green skinned man with white hair and beard. His eyebrows hung all the way down to his waist.
The old man looked over.
Luo Feng smiled.
“I’m here to register.”
“Register?”
The old man glanced at him.
Beep.
Information immediately appeared on a nearby screen.
Luo Feng’s name, nationality, strength, and other details were displayed.
“Your name is Luo Feng?”
The old man nodded slightly.
“Eighth level Planetary Grade spiritual master. Citizen of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire. Very well. The registration fee is 800 Black Dragon Coins. After that, you’ll need to pay 10 Black Dragon Coins each year to continue receiving our educational services.”
“I understand.”
Luo Feng nodded.
The true core of the Qianwu Dojo actually existed within the Virtual Universe.
However, even the Virtual Universe had unavoidable limitations.
“Here are 1,000 Black Dragon Coins.”
Luo Feng produced a large denomination banknote.
“Eight hundred for registration, and twenty years of fees.”
“Very well.”
The old man nodded and quickly completed the paperwork.
The Qianwu Dojo served as an important recruitment channel for talented individuals throughout the universe.
As long as one had reached Planetary Grade, registration had virtually no barriers.
No tests.
No examinations.
Nothing else.
Only foreigners from outside the Qianwu Universe Nation faced slightly more complicated procedures.
“Thank you.”
Luo Feng smiled and left.
His information had already been entered into the system.
From this moment onward, he officially held the status of a Qianwu Dojo student.
Future dealings would be much easier.
“The Dragon Horn Star Qianwu Dojo?”
Standing outside the gate, Luo Feng turned back and looked at it once more.
Then he smiled.
“I probably won’t have many opportunities to return here.”
He glanced at the tens of thousands of students sparring and training together.
As far as cultivation was concerned, Luo Feng did not particularly care about the dojo’s teachings.
He possessed the secret inheritance of the Yun Mo Planet lineage.
Perhaps the core teachings of the Qianwu Dojo surpassed those of Yun Mo Planet.
However, even many World Lords within the dojo probably never had access to such precious techniques.
“Hm?”
Outside the gate, a student stared at Luo Feng’s departing figure with a puzzled expression.
“What is it, Weilin?” his two companions asked.
“That person seems to be the guy we met in the restaurant. The one carrying two spirit weapons.”
Weilin frowned slightly.
“You’re sure?”
The other two were startled.
“I’m certain.”
A smile slowly appeared on Weilin’s lips.
“Hmph. Since he’s part of the Qianwu Dojo, this becomes easy. I’ll make some arrangements and investigate his background first. Hmph, he actually dared embarrass me in that restaurant.”
Above Dragon Horn City, Luo Feng flew through the air alongside countless other travellers.
“That’s right.”
He was currently communicating with the slave merchants.
“Set off immediately. Yes, wait for me. I’ll meet up with you and then we’ll head to the planetary docking port together.”
After ending the call, the auxiliary optical computer controlled by Babata on his arm terminated the connection.
Luo Feng then contacted Gao Sheng.
“It’s me, Luo Feng. Brother Gao Sheng, I’m leaving Dragon Horn Star now. No need, no need to see me off. I’m already heading out of the city.”
“Yes, next time. The next time I visit Dragon Horn Star, I’ll definitely look you up.”
“Alright. See you in the Virtual Universe.”
After finishing both calls, Luo Feng immediately headed towards the agreed meeting location in the northern district.
…
Inside a luxurious private room on the sixth floor of a restaurant only three kilometres from the northern city gate.
“Mr Luo Feng, this is our chief supervisor. All business on Dragon Horn Star is managed by him.”
The pointed nosed manager introduced him respectfully.
Standing inside the room was a thin green haired man with unusually long ears.
Behind him stood two bodyguards wearing black uniforms. Both were heavily built.
“Luo Feng, those two bodyguards are ninth level Star Grade spiritual masters. The green haired man is a third level Star Grade spiritual master.”
Listening to Babata’s reminder, Luo Feng remained completely calm.
As the supervisor responsible for Dragon Horn Star operations and countless slaves, it was only natural for him to keep his strongest guards close at hand.
“Hello, Mr Luo. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Wula.”
The green haired man smiled politely.
“Mr Wula, pleased to meet you. If there’s nothing else, let’s depart immediately.”
Luo Feng got straight to the point.
“The customer’s wishes are our command.”
Wula bowed slightly.
“The spaceship is already waiting outside the city.”
Incoming spacecraft from other planets were required to dock at the official port.
However, local residents could keep ships at their own estates, and major slave merchants with deep ties to Dragon Horn Star maintained numerous ships and warships throughout the planet.
A large spacecraft waited outside the city.
“Please, Mr Luo.”
Wula was extremely courteous.
He boarded alongside Luo Feng and led him into a spacious reception hall.
The two sat facing each other.
Beautiful attendants immediately brought over a wide variety of delicacies from different worlds.
“May I ask where Mr Luo is from?” Wula asked curiously.
“I’m sorry, that’s not something I can discuss.”
Luo Feng answered directly.
“Oh, my apologies. Please don’t take offence.”
Wula immediately apologised.
A single order worth five billion Black Dragon Coins was not something he encountered often.
Competition among slave merchants was fierce, and there were many rival companies.
Faced with such a generous customer, he naturally treated him with the utmost importance.
Slave merchants were cruel and cold towards slaves.
But towards customers, they were exceptionally respectful.
“The spacecraft has arrived at the planetary docking port!”
A voice echoed throughout the ship.
Wula immediately stood.
“Mr Luo, we’ve arrived. Let’s begin the slave transfer process. Since we’re granting the highest ownership authority, our company will lose all control over the slaves once the transfer is complete. Full authority will belong to you. Changing the ownership permissions for over a thousand slaves may take a little time.”
“Understood.”
Luo Feng’s heart was filled with anticipation.
Sixteen Star Grade subordinates.
One thousand ninth level Planetary Grade spiritual master subordinates.
They were about to become his.