High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

Chapter 264: Chapter 220: Bountiful Rewards and the Ghost Fighter Project

Han Feng’s tone was terrifyingly calm.

"Besides, I’m well aware that for a power of the Sun Family’s stature, as long as they didn’t truly shake the foundations of East Sea City, the council would never wipe them out completely over a few mere students."

"Keeping them alive is far more valuable than killing them."

"You see things very clearly."

Chen Beixuan nodded in approval.

"However, while they’ve been spared a death sentence, they couldn’t escape punishment. Their entire family has been exiled."

"Exiled?"

"To the Suspended Mountain Secret Realm."

Chen Beixuan pointed a finger to the northwest.

"For the next ten years, that place will be completely sealed off.

Everyone from the Sun Family and Star Sea Technology will establish an outpost there to face the first onslaught from the high-dimensional creatures."

"They’ll either be devoured by Demon Beasts, or they’ll research something useful to atone for their crimes."

Han Feng raised an eyebrow.

’Now that’s a ruthless move.’

They were basically treating the Sun Family and Star Sea Technology as high-grade "consumables," meant to plug the impending high-dimensional breach.

Seeing Han Feng grasp the situation so quickly, Chen Beixuan’s expression grew more solemn.

He tapped a finger lightly on the tabletop, and a hologram projected upward, displaying a dynamic star chart Han Feng had only ever seen in history textbooks.

Above the Pacific Ocean, the massive spatial rift known as the "Sky Mark."

This was the world’s largest alternate space convergence point, and also the source of all High Tier Demon Beasts.

But now, the dark red halo at the rift’s edge was pulsating and expanding at an alarming frequency, constantly eroding the stable blue spatial barrier surrounding it.

"The council didn’t do this out of mercy."

Chen Beixuan’s voice grew heavy.

"It’s because... we’re out of time."

The hologram flickered, and a glaring crimson countdown filled Han Feng’s vision.

[9 Years, 11 Months]

"This is..."

"The final countdown for the spatial convergence."

Chen Beixuan spoke, each word landing like a hammer blow.

"Within ten years, that passage will stabilize completely, allowing true Tier Six life... to descend."

Tier Six!

City Destruction Level!

Han Feng’s breath caught in that instant.

He’d had his suspicions.

But seeing that brutal countdown laid bare before him.

The suffocating sense of impending doom still sent a chill down his spine.

In the three years since he’d transmigrated, he had become very familiar with this world’s post-cataclysm history.

When the first off-world life forms—from Tiers One to Four—descended, humanity relied on technology to fend them off with relative ease. Martial Arts developed alongside this, reaching the Tier Four Grandmaster Realm.

Humanity was still relatively optimistic back then, believing that with the aid of technology, they could continuously repel the off-world life forms and, in doing so, constantly push their own limits.

But the power gap between the tiers of off-world life far exceeded humanity’s imagination.

So much so that thirty years ago, Tier Five off-world life forms nearly crushed human civilization entirely.

In the end, it was only because a handful of peak Tier Four Powerhouses broke through to the Tier Five Celestial Being Realm that they barely managed to hold the line.

But in the process, they lost absolute control over the world, forced to retreat into Fortress Cities just to survive.

After thirty years of development, humanity had finally caught its breath, gradually surpassing the off-world life forms in terms of top-tier strength.

But now, a ten-year countdown was once again looming over humanity.

The gap between Tier Four and Five had already been beyond human imagination; how much greater would the gap between Tier Five and Six be?

Having never witnessed it, humans couldn’t possibly imagine.

The qualitative leap from Tier Four to Tier Five had already taught humanity a harsh lesson.

Therefore, faced with the impending descent of Tier Six life, everyone was terrified.

Noticing the change in Han Feng’s expression, Chen Beixuan waited a moment for him to digest the news before continuing.

"For this very reason, the council has initiated ’Project Kindle’."

"In the next ten years, East Sea City will spare no expense and break every barrier to pour resources into forging top-tier combatants capable of contending with Tier Six."

"And you, Han Feng."

"You are among the first batch of beneficiaries for this project, and also one of the most vital."

Han Feng sat up straight.

’He knew this was the main event.’

"In light of your exceptional performance in the Secret Realm and your immense contribution in turning over that Ancient Cultivator’s Jade Scroll..."

Chen Beixuan took a card from his sleeve—solid black and embossed with a golden pattern—and pushed it across to Han Feng.

"This is your new Identity Card. From now on, you will have all the privileges of an S Level student within East Sea City.

Whether you’re purchasing resources, accessing data, or requisitioning equipment, you will no longer face any restrictions."

"Additionally, this card contains thirty million Contribution Points."

Thirty million!

This sum was enough to buy half a street of shops in the Outer City.

This sum was enough to use Elixir Pills to brute-force his Cultivation all the way to Meridian Passage Realm Perfection.

But after learning of the ten-year crisis, he suddenly found he didn’t want the money.

This money was only a temporary solution.

What he needed was a Cultivation accelerator, something that would give him the power to challenge a Tier Six life form within ten years.

Not Contribution Points that would soon be depleted.

"Dean Chen, if I don’t want the money,"

Han Feng looked up, his gaze fixed on Chen Beixuan as he asked, enunciating each word.

"Could I... exchange it for something else?"

"Such as?"

"A Spiritual Energy Fighter."

Han Feng didn’t beat around the bush.

"A fighter with a frame truly forged from Tier Three or higher Spiritual Energy Alloy, one capable of supporting the highest-tier Rune Arrays... a true fighter!"

Chen Beixuan smiled.

"I knew you’d ask for that."

He flipped his palm, and a miniature projection device appeared on the table.

Light and shadow intertwined, projecting the structural diagram of a terrifyingly menacing fighter between them.