Chapter 176: Warband Ranking Tournament! Resource Grand Prize! Completing Acupoint Combination in 40 Years

Chapter 176: War Group Ranking Tournament! Resource Bounty! The Chance to Complete the Acupoint Fusion in 40 Years!

"My first encounter with Shi Dang was at the Qiming Star School League, when I participated in the Qiming School League for the first time..."

"After that, we had no contact until he was admitted to Canaan Starry Sky Martial University, and later he challenged me again..."

"..."

Qin Feng's mind was steady; he had already replayed his past experiences countless times in his heart.

From an almost absolutely objective perspective, he laid out every noteworthy detail of his acquaintance with Shi Dang, sparing nothing, no matter how trivial.

He added no subjective speculation, nor did he reveal a trace of emotion—he was merely calmly stating facts.

He described Shi Dang's obsessive craving for power displayed in battle, his occasional disdain for the weak, and how, before that mission set out, he had vaguely sensed something off about Shi Dang and had warned Shi Potian and the others.

The entire process lasted nearly half an hour. The three members of the Tribunal listened quietly, their recording devices running silently, capturing every word Qin Feng spoke.

When Qin Feng uttered his final word, a brief silence fell again within the council hall.

"...We have recorded everything."

The leading Tribunal member spoke, breaking the silence.

He gave Qin Feng a deep look, a hint of probing and complexity in his eyes, but it ultimately dissolved into professional calm. "Thank you for your cooperation, Student Qin Feng. Our inquiry is concluded. You may leave."

"Alright."

Qin Feng was sparing with words, responding simply, not sparing them another glance.

He turned and bowed deeply to Yu Han on the mentor's dais and to all the mentors present.

This bow was both gratitude and respect.

He strode forward without hesitation, walking straight out of the still-tense Supreme Council Hall.

When his figure disappeared through the doorway, Yu Han's voice rang out again in the hall.

"Three of you, are you done? If so, please return."

...

Qin Feng paid no heed to the possible verbal conflict that might erupt behind him.

He returned all the way to the special care dormitory area where Shi Potian and the others were staying.

Pushing open the door, a thick smell of life gel mixed with medical agents hit him.

The room was very quiet.

Hearing the door open, Shi Potian and Tie Mu both turned their heads to look at the approaching Qin Feng.

Their eyes held inquiry, concern, but more than that, an unshakable grief.

Qin Feng's gaze swept over Xiong Yanfu, over Tie Mu, and finally settled on Shi Potian.

For a moment, a hallucination appeared before his eyes.

He seemed to see that big bald head, Lei Meng, always grinning and carefree, swaggering over, slapping him on the shoulder, and shouting in his distinctive loud voice: "Brother Qin, what are you spacing out for! Let's go, time for a mission! This time's contribution points, we've got to take them!"

That hearty laughter, that honest face, that shiny bald head—they had once been the most lively and joyful color among them.

But the illusory bubble shattered at a touch.

Before him was only deathly stillness and two friends who had lost parts of their bodies.

Qin Feng closed his eyes. When he opened them again, all the daze and sorrow were pressed deep into the bottom of his heart, leaving only an abyss-like calm.

He walked up to the two of them, his voice low and clear.

"After a martial artist is corrupted by Khorne, they become a follower of the Chaos God. They can exchange endless combat, slaughter, and even the sacrifice of strong souls and flesh to the Chaos God for the blessing of power. Their strength progresses very, very fast—so fast it defies reason. Even the empire's most outstanding prodigies find it hard to catch up with them in sheer cultivation speed."

Shi Potian and Tie Mu listened quietly.

Qin Feng's tone had no fluctuation as he continued: "I just saw on the mission bulletin board the assassination mission issued by the Imperial Tribunal targeting Shi Dang. It includes the latest estimate of his strength: his life force index has reached between 3,800 and 4,500 points."

This number made Shi Potian's and Tie Mu's pupils contract sharply.

How long had it been? His strength had made such a terrifying leap again!

"This level of strength far exceeds mine."

Qin Feng frankly admitted the gap between them. "I may not be able to catch up to him in a short time. But..."

His tone shifted, every word seeming squeezed through clenched teeth, carrying an unyielding resolve.

"But I will do my utmost, staking everything I have. In this life... I will kill Shi Dang!"

"Count me in."

Shi Potian gritted his teeth, forcing out these three words.

His fist instinctively clenched, but it only tugged at his empty sleeve, making the hatred in his eyes even fiercer.

"Me too."

Tie Mu, who had been silent, spoke in a hoarse voice.

His remaining left hand was clenched into a fist, knuckles white from excessive force.

"Good!"

Qin Feng nodded heavily.

He looked at his two friends, his eyes finally softening a little. "But for now, your top priority is to rest well and heal well. You must fully recover, leaving no hidden injuries that might affect the future. The road to revenge is long; we need healthy bodies to make it to the end."

"...We understand."

Shi Potian took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging emotions.

After making his vow with his friends, Qin Feng did not linger.

What they needed most now was not comfort, but quiet recuperation.

He turned and left, returning to his own private dormitory.

The dormitory was spotless; the smart system had been maintaining cleanliness.

Qin Feng walked to the center of the room and, without pause, directly issued a command.

"Hammer."

"Buzz—"

A soft blue light coalesced in front of Qin Feng, quickly forming the holographic shape of a sleek, majestic little dragon.

Subspace intelligent assistant—Hammer.

"Master, Hammer is on standby."

A mechanical, emotionless voice sounded in the room.

"Hammer, based on my current life force index, asset data, and the strength of all my killing techniques, combined with my past combat records for analysis."

Qin Feng's eyes were sharp as an eagle's. "Help me formulate a detailed strength improvement plan. The core requirement is only one thing—speed! Increase strength as fast as possible, squeezing my personal rest time to the maximum. Also, give me a matching contribution point earning plan, prioritizing time efficiency as much as possible."

"Then,"

he added, "keep constant watch on the assassination mission targeting Shi Dang issued by the Imperial Tribunal. If there is any update to the mission information, especially any new news or latest coordinates of Shi Dang, notify me immediately."

"Received, Master. Comprehensive analysis and planning in progress... Plan generated."

Hammer's efficiency was astonishing; in just a few seconds, an extraordinarily detailed plan materialized before Qin Feng in the form of a holographic projection.

[Comprehensive Combat Power Rapid Enhancement Plan]

[Core Objective: To elevate overall combat capability at the fastest pace, preparing for the pursuit of high-tier targets.]

I. List of Essential Cultivation Resources:

Psi-Energy Potions (Primary for Meridian Unification): Enhanced Type II Psi-Energy Potion.

Restorative Baths (To Fortify the Physical Body): Enhanced Type II Deep Restorative Bath.

Mental-Energy Potions (Aiding Meditation and Fatigue Recovery): Enhanced Type II Mental-Energy Recovery Potion.

All the above potions exceed your current application range and require extreme diligence to digest. However, the improvements they bring are equally immense and swift.

Combat Technique Manuals (For Practical Combat): A large number of Level 1, Level 2, and Level 3 Combat Technique Manuals.

II. Efficient Contribution Point Acquisition Plan (Ranked by Efficiency):

High-Risk Missions: Accept Empire or Battle Group missions that surpass your current level, with extremely high mortality rates. Advantages: Extremely high single-reward yield. Disadvantages: High risk, low success rate, potential for significant time loss or even death.

Battle Group Ranking Tournament: Participate in the upcoming school-wide large-scale competition event.

Mentor Cup: Engage in elite invitational tournaments initiated irregularly under the name of a mentor.

Canaan Tower: Continue challenging the Canaan Tower. Advantages: Stable and safe. Disadvantages: Limited reward ceiling, diminishing efficiency at later stages.

[System's Strong Recommendation]

[Option Two: The Latest "Battle Group Ranking Tournament!"]

[Event Information: The septuagenarian school-wide large-scale comprehensive competition of Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University is about to commence fully. Competition duration: Thirty years.]

[Competition Mode: During the competition, the school and mentor group will screen a massive number of Empire missions of various levels and deposit them into a mission pool. Members of each battle group can freely accept and complete these missions. Upon completion, they will receive [Contribution Points], [Personal Battle Group Prestige], and [Battle Group Points]. Ultimately, a comprehensive weighted calculation will be made based on the points each battle group accumulates across different martial artist level ranges over thirty years, resulting in a final ranking.]

[Special Reward Rule: Triple Prestige, No Penalty for Failure!]

[Reason for Recommendation: This mode perfectly aligns with the master's current needs. 1. It allows simultaneous acquisition of contribution points and substantial battle group prestige, with extremely generous rewards. 2. The vast number of practical combat missions is the optimal path to hone combat techniques and break through realms.]

"Oh?"

Qin Feng's gaze, scanning the detailed plan presented by Hammer, ultimately fixed on the line for "Battle Group Ranking Tournament."

Triple prestige, no penalty for failure!

These eight words held a fatal allure for any student of Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University.

He immediately opened his personal terminal and accessed the internal forum of Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University.

As expected, the forum was already ablaze with news of the Battle Group Ranking Tournament, every page flooded with related posts, the excitement reaching an unprecedented peak.

[Sticky Highlight: The 70th Battle Group Ranking Tournament is about to begin! Warriors, fight for glory and contribution points!]

[Is it finally starting?]

[A centennial event! This time, I must grind out enough cultivation resources!]

[It's here! It's here! The most generous and lavish segment of Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University has finally arrived!]

[Triple prestige! No penalty for failure!]

[Zhou Run: Thanks for the invite. To be fair, I didn't deliberately leech off the Freshman Cup. It's mainly because I was born in the wrong era. Last time the Battle Group Ranking Tournament was held, I was just a fresh rookie who couldn't do anything. By the time I finally managed to train my strength up, the prestige tournament had ended... This long century—who among you understands the bitterness in my heart! I was forced to be a leech.]

[Senior Brother Zhou above, don't cry! This time, let you grind to your heart's content! By the way, I heard that the second-ranked 'Iron Blood Battle Group' has issued a bold statement, saying they will definitely dethrone the consistently first-ranked 'Fearless Battle Group' this time. Any chance?]

[Highly possible! Both 'Fearless Battle Group' and 'Iron Blood Battle Group' are veteran battle groups established at the founding of Canaan. Historically, first and second place have basically been a toss-up between them. Although 'Fearless Battle Group' has held the top spot for over twenty consecutive times—meaning a reign of more than two thousand years—in recent tournaments, the final point gap with 'Iron Blood Battle Group' has been extremely narrow, with many close calls. It's really hard to say this time!]

[...]

Watching the heated discussions on the forum, Qin Feng closed the public forum and instead opened the private internal domain belonging to the "Fearless Battle Group."

Upon entering, a striking and solemn announcement popped up, carrying a fierce, martial aura.

[Announcement to All Battle Group Members]

[Subject: General Mobilization Order for the 70th Battle Group Ranking Tournament]

1. The Battle Group Ranking Tournament is about to begin. This battle concerns the glory of Fearless, as well as the future of you all!

2. All battle group members, please actively prepare and participate enthusiastically. Remember: Mission failures will not be recorded in personal files; successful missions will reward triple battle group prestige points!

3. Iron Blood has issued its challenge, and wolves surround us on all sides. Yet the name Fearless is forged from blood and victory! Our goal is singular: to maintain the top spot and create new glory!

4. The battle group promises: Those who perform outstandingly and contribute significantly in this ranking tournament will receive customized, top-tier resource packages covering all levels as rewards, with no upper limit!

5. Fight to the death, never retreat, and strive to keep the first place!

Fearless—!!!!

Gazing at the three enormous, crimson exclamation marks at the end of the announcement, and the battle cry that had echoed through Canaan for millennia, the coldness and composure in Qin Feng's eyes finally ignited with a trace of scorching battle intent.

Revenge requires power.

And power must be forged through endless combat and resources.

This centennial event sweeping across all of Canaan was the perfect stepping stone for him to accumulate the strength for his vengeance!—

Just as the Fearless Battle Group's battle-ready mobilization order flashed on Qin Feng's personal terminal.

Within the exclusive "Fearless" battle group area, inside a heavily guarded, solemnly styled supreme meeting hall, the atmosphere was as heavy as iron.

Around the massive circular conference table stood over a dozen figures.

Each of them exuded an aura of profound stability, their bodies seemingly containing the terrifying power to tear apart stars. They were the core members of the Fearless Battle Group, several ninth-level "Ultimate Martial Artists."

And now, these powerful individuals all focused their gazes on the main seat.

There sat a man.

He appeared young, with handsome features, but when his eyes opened and closed, it seemed as if galaxies flowed within them, radiating a pressure of a higher life level far surpassing that of a ninth-level martial artist.

He was the current supreme leader of the Fearless Battle Group, a Star-level powerhouse about to graduate from Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University—the Battle Group Leader, Feng Zhiyu.

"Iron Blood Battle Group has been closing in more and more tightly in these recent ranking tournaments."

A ninth-level martial artist with a crew cut and eyes sharp as an eagle spoke first, breaking the silence in the meeting hall.

His voice was low.

As his words fell, a female ninth-level martial artist responsible for intelligence and data analysis immediately followed up:

"Correct. According to our analysis of data from the past eight hundred years, the threat from Iron Blood Battle Group is increasing year by year. Their promotional strategies and preferential conditions for new students are several times greater than ours.

Especially in recruiting those who have mastered the 'Extreme Opening Method,' starting from five hundred years ago, the proportion of top-tier geniuses who awaken 'Control Realm' combat techniques or choose the 'Extreme Opening Method' and decide to join Iron Blood Battle Group has been steadily rising. In the last hundred years, this ratio has approached one to one. Five hundred years ago, our recruitment ratio for such talents was more than three times theirs."

These words caused the other ninth-level martial artists present to furrow their brows slightly.

"There's no helping it."

Another burly figure, as massive as a mountain, sighed. "A large part of our Fearless Battle Group's foundation comes from those seniors who have already graduated and gone to the Myriad Races Battlefield.

But in the last four to five hundred years, the situation on the Myriad Races Battlefield has been deadlocked, and most of those seniors are unreachable. The battle group's resource replenishment can't keep up, so naturally, its appeal to new students declines. This period is indeed a difficult time for us."

"Difficult or not, the top spot must not be lost."

The crew-cut martial artist who spoke first said coldly, "Iron Blood Battle Group is coming on strong this time. What is the specific gap in our combat power reserves across various levels compared to theirs? Is there a detailed data analysis report?"

"Yes, Brother Lei."

The female warrior responsible for data analysis immediately raised her hand, and a massive holographic screen unfurled in the center of the meeting hall, densely packed with streams of data.

"Based on our assessment of the combat strength of all members from both war groups, we can draw the following conclusions."

She pointed at the screen, her tone professional and swift.

"First, in the four high-level martial artist divisions—Level Six, Seven, Eight, and Nine—the gap in strength between us and the Iron Blood War Group is negligible. After all, with the 'Four Great Limits' as an insurmountable chasm, the quantity and quality of high-end combat power on both sides are essentially balanced. In this range, we're evenly matched, fifty-fifty."

"The real disparity lies in the Level Four and Level Five martial artist divisions."

Her finger tapped twice emphatically on the screen, and the data for those two areas instantly magnified.

"At these two levels, due to differences in 'Acupoint Opening Methods,' there can be a chasm-like gap in combat power. To put it plainly, in the Level Four and Level Five divisions, whichever side has more and stronger geniuses practicing 'Supreme Acupoint Opening Methods' will complete more tasks with higher difficulty ratings, thus amassing a flood of competition points."

"For the Level Four division, according to our statistics, the Iron Blood War Group has approximately 5,300 members practicing 'Supreme Acupoint Opening Methods.' Among them, about 1,100 have a Life Force Index exceeding 3,000 points. Most of these individuals have been in seclusion for years, pouring all resources into acupoint opening, aiming to make a stunning debut in this war group ranking competition. On our Fearless War Group's side, these two figures are essentially on par, with a gap of no more than 5%. So, in the Level Four division, we're still fifty-fifty."

"But,"

She shifted her tone, her voice growing profoundly grave, "in the Level Five martial artist division, our disadvantage is immense."

On the screen, the data for the Level Five division was tinged with a glaring red.

"The Iron Blood War Group has over 5,000 members at Level Five practicing 'Supreme Acupoint Opening Methods'! Among them, the core combat power with a Life Force Index exceeding 5,000 points numbers more than 2,200!"

"As for our Fearless War Group, those two figures are 2,100 and... 970."

When the last number was announced, the air in the entire meeting hall seemed to freeze.

The gap was too vast.

"In summary,"

the female warrior delivered her final conclusion, "for the Level Four and Levels Six through Nine—these five divisions—we can predict a stalemate. The key to victory or defeat rests almost entirely on the Level Five martial artist division. And in this heavily weighted division, our high-end combat power is less than half of theirs. This gap is like heaven and earth, directly impacting the final overall war group ranking."

The data was clear, the facts cold.

After a long silence, the war group leader, Feng Zhiyu, who had been listening quietly, finally spoke slowly.

"I understand."

His voice was calm.

"Fluctuations in resource reserves are normal. Throughout Canaan's tens of thousands of years of history, our Fearless War Group and the Iron Blood War Group have always ebbed and flowed—one strong, the other weak—advancing together in a mutual chase for the top. This is a historical tradition, a healthy competition."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over every core member present, his tone carrying an undeniable resolve.

"But I am about to graduate. I absolutely do not wish for the Fearless War Group's millennia-old glory of being first to become second under my watch, Feng Zhiyu."

"Everyone understands the weight of the Level Five division. Does anyone have any ideas to break this deadlock?"

His question, like a boulder dropped into a lake, failed to stir even a ripple.

Break the deadlock?

Faced with a gap of nearly 3,000 Level Five elites with Life Force Indices above 5,000, how could they break it? This wasn't something strategy could mend—it was a stark chasm in raw strength.

In the meeting hall, you could hear a pin drop.

Amidst this oppressive silence, someone suddenly spoke.

"Commander, speaking of which, that famous 'Beast Qin' on the forums recently—he's from our war group."

"Oh?"

Feng Zhiyu raised an eyebrow slightly. To prepare for his graduation trial, he had been on a secret mission outside the academy for fifty years, only recently returning to the school. He hadn't paid much attention to the forum's shifting tides.

"Beast Qin?"

"Yes, Commander."

The female warrior who had handled the data analysis immediately pulled up another file and presented it to Feng Zhiyu. "His real name is Qin Feng, recently promoted to Level Five martial artist. His record is nothing short of dazzling."

"He practices the top-tier 'Great Sun Acupoint Opening Method,' and according to our internal records, he has cultivated at least eight first-level killing techniques and one second-level killing technique to the 'Mastery Realm.' Moreover, during his freshman potential test, his physical aptitude data directly burst the testing chamber."

"Most crucially, he took less than forty years to fully open all 360 Great Sun acupoints required by the 'Supreme Acupoint Opening Method.' In terms of temperament, insight, and willpower, he is undoubtedly top-tier. Recently, he won the Newcomer Cup with absolute dominance, earning the title 'Beast Qin,' and is now an undisputed star among current students."

"Just now, the system showed he has submitted an application to participate in this war group ranking competition."

Feng Zhiyu listened quietly, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, his eyes swiftly scanning all the data on Qin Feng displayed on the screen. From his rise on Qiming Star to his repeated records in the Canaan Tower, to his undeniable triumph in the Newcomer Cup—each achievement highlighted the young man's extraordinary nature.

But after a moment, he slowly shook his head.

"One person alone may not sway the entire Level Five division's battle."

His judgment was calm and objective. "He's just been promoted to Level Five; he probably hasn't even figured out the Acupoint Fusion Method yet. His Life Force Index will likely be stuck at 3,600 points for a long time. Over the next thirty years, he'll have to juggle missions for contribution points and cultivation—time is tight. Potential is potential, but turning it into combat-ready strength takes time."

He made his decision: "Let's observe for now. Mark him as a key focus. But we can't pin all our hopes on one person."

With that, he looked up and asked an even more critical question.

"Among our war group's Level Five martial artists, is there anyone practicing Supreme Acupoint Opening Methods who has already reached the 'Minor Limit' of a Life Force Index of 7,200 points?"

This question left the entire meeting hall in dead silence.

After a long pause, someone finally answered with difficulty: "...No, Commander."

"Not a single one?"

"...Not a single one. Currently, the highest-cultivation Level Five martial artist in our war group has a Life Force Index of 6,810 points—still some distance from the Minor Limit of 7,200."

"..."

Feng Zhiyu fell silent.

He leaned back in his chair, his long fingers unconsciously tracing the patterns on the armrest, a deep helplessness flickering in his eyes.

"What are we to do..."

he murmured to himself, "Must I truly hand over the throne of first place before I graduate? I can't bear it."

None of the Level Nine martial artists present could answer his question.

They all knew that this war group ranking competition might be the toughest battle the Fearless War Group had faced in millennia.

The trough in the Fearless War Group's resource supply was about to pass.

Word had come from the legendary seniors fighting on the myriad-race battlefield that, within at most a hundred years, stable resource channels could be reestablished.

If they could defend the glory of being first in this most difficult moment, the name 'Fearless' would shine brighter than any propaganda or privilege.

Then, the universe's most exceptional new talents would still flock to this glory.

The war band could entirely save on the enormous recruitment expenses, channeling all the vast restored resources into the sharp edge of nurturing these top-tier newcomers, forming a perfect virtuous cycle.

But should this battle be lost, and the throne of first place seized by the Iron Blood War Band,

then in the coming year, they would not only lose a great deal of high-quality recruits but would also need to spend several times the usual cost just to barely compete with the now-renowned Iron Blood War Band for geniuses.

It’s not that they begrudge the resources; it’s that they begrudge using them on publicity rather than on cultivating true prodigies.

——

Unlike the oppressive, almost dripping atmosphere in the highest council chamber of the "Fearless" War Band, within Qin Feng’s exclusive dormitory, there was only absolute silence.

The light was adjusted to the softest brightness, and the air carried a faint scent of metal and energy circulation.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes tightly shut, but his consciousness was not immersed in cultivation. Instead, with the aid of his subspace intelligent assistant—Hammer—he was browsing through a vast sea of information.

In his mental vision, streams of data-formed light screens flashed by rapidly, their core keyword being only one—"Khorne."

All this information was compiled, filtered, and summarized by Hammer from the Imperial database, Canaan’s internal archives, and public academic papers, removing all redundancy and speculation, leaving only verified facts and high-value intelligence.

"Khorne’s followers draw their power from bloody sacrifices and absolute loyalty to the ‘Lord of Skulls’…

Their recovery ability and physical strength grow geometrically with each kill, especially after devouring the souls and flesh of the strong…"

“…To counter the frenzy and bloodlust of Khorne’s followers, the Imperial Department of Military Engineering and the Mechanicum have jointly developed various specialized equipment.

The ‘Soul-Calming’ series of power armor, whose coating contains micro-psychic purification arrays capable of neutralizing chaotic warp erosion, can effectively weaken the chaotic, frenzied psychic aura of the fallen, reducing its pollution of the surroundings and its impact on ordinary minds.”

“The ‘Silence’ series of alloy weapons, upon striking a chaotic creature, can instantly create a tiny ‘psychic vacuum zone’ within its body, disrupting or even severing its energy link with the dark gods, causing damage far beyond physical harm…”

“…The ‘Daemon Inquisitors’ under the Imperial Inquisition are even equipped with strategic-level ‘Psychic Incineration’ devices and ‘Sacred Judgment’ armaments inscribed with the Emperor’s words, making them the ultimate bane of all chaos followers…”

Qin Feng, like a dry sponge, frantically absorbed all of this.

He read with extreme care, imprinting every countermeasure, every piece of equipment’s trait, and every tactical key point deep into his mind.

Revenge was never merely a matter of hot blood.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

What he was hunting was a monster growing stronger at a terrifying rate; any advantage in information could become the key to life or death in the future.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, and the countless light screens before him vanished instantly.

“So… there are power armors, weapons, and equipment specifically designed to counter chaos followers.”

He murmured to himself, a hint of realization in his voice.

These top-tier specialized pieces of equipment were all priceless.

This only strengthened his resolve to plunder resources ruthlessly in this war band ranking competition.

He raised his head, gazing into the void, as if he could pierce through the dormitory walls and see some corner of the distant starry sky.

There, perhaps, a monster was slaughtering madly, growing ever stronger.

“Take it slow…”

Qin Feng took a deep breath, suppressing all surging emotions, his eyes becoming calm as an ancient well once more. “When the time comes… I will surely kill him.”

This vow was not accompanied by roars or shouts, only the coldness and resolve of eternal ice.

He closed all pages about chaos followers and deftly opened the private forum of the Fearless War Band.

There were less than three days until the official start of the war band ranking competition.

He needed to understand the latest rules and developments.

As soon as he entered, he found that the internal bulletin board had been fully updated again.

At the very top was a massive, glaring blood-red countdown.

【Countdown to War Band Ranking Competition: 2 days, 23 hours, 15 minutes, 46 seconds (Imperial Standard Time)】

The seconds ticked silently and unceasingly, like war drums heralding the coming frenzy, imposing an invisible urgency on every war band member who saw it.

Below the countdown were more detailed rules for this event.

【70th War Band Ranking Competition · Supplementary Rules Announcement】

1. Mission System:

All participating members can access the 【Event Missions】 section within the war band’s private domain to take on a vast number of missions carefully selected and evaluated by the academy’s mentor group.

2. Mission Acceptance Rules:

All missions are exclusive.

Once a mission is accepted, it enters a locked state, and no other member can accept it again until it is completed or fails. Upon failure, the mission returns to the pool and can be taken by other members.

3. Mission Types:

Missions are divided into 【Solo Missions】 and 【Team Missions】.

Team missions require meeting the specified number of participants to begin.

4. Points and Rewards:

Completing a mission grants the 【Contribution Value】 marked on the mission, triple 【War Band Prestige】, and 【Competition Points】. Accumulating 100 Competition Points earns a customized 【C-Class Resource Pack】 within the war band; 1,000 points earns a 【B-Class Resource Pack】, and so on, with no upper limit.

5. Mission Difficulty Levels:

All missions are divided into six levels based on overall danger and completion difficulty:

Easy Level

Adventure Level

Difficult Level

Warrior Level

Hell Level

Nightmare Level

6. Important Note:

The higher the mission difficulty, the more Contribution Value, Prestige, and Competition Points can be earned.

But members must act according to their abilities and choose carefully.

Life is only once.

7. Finally…

The number of missions in this event’s pool is immense and will be dynamically replenished over time.

All mission difficulty classifications have been precisely evaluated by the academy’s mentor group.

Therefore, members need not worry about their desired missions being snatched away; prepare calmly.

However, accepting a large number of missions far below one’s own strength is not allowed.

May all of you reap abundantly and make remarkable progress in this centennial event!

Fearless—!!!!

Qin Feng read through every rule word by word, and a clear understanding of the competition's operational model took shape in his mind.

The explicit point reward system quantified everyone's goals.

He casually refreshed the forum page, only to find it already ablaze with activity—countless rapidly updating posts filled the entire board with a fervent atmosphere.

The heat of the battle group ranking competition had already peaked.

[Sticky Highlight Post: Detailed Explanation—What Does It Mean When Resources Are Fed to You? Let me tell you, even if you're as timid as can be and dare not take on any tasks above the Adventure level, just by frantically grinding the simplest 'Easy' tasks, as long as your hand speed is fast enough and your efficiency high enough, these thirty years will still be enough for you to earn a mountain of resources!]

[Hot Post: Big shots, please, how exactly is this task difficulty level determined? I have no idea, so I don't dare take on anything recklessly!]

Soon, below this help-seeking post, a reply appeared that was upvoted and pinned by countless people.

The replier was an anonymous high-level member with the ID "Canaan Know-It-All."

["Canaan Know-It-All" replied: This is a great question, and many newcomers share this confusion. The evaluation standards of the school's mentor group are very complex, but to make it easier for everyone to understand, we can use the first hundred floors of the 'Canaan Tower,' which fourth-rank martial artists are most familiar with, as the most intuitive comparison example.]

[If you are a fourth-rank martial artist, then:

[Easy-level] tasks are roughly equivalent to challenging floors [1-10] of the Canaan Tower. As long as you're not a fresh newbie who just awakened and hasn't stabilized your strength, you can basically complete them with ease.

[Adventure-level] tasks are equivalent to floors [11-20] of the Canaan Tower. This requires you to have a certain level of strength and combat experience; you can no longer just charge in mindlessly.

[Difficult-level] tasks correspond to floors [21-30] of the Canaan Tower. This is essentially the limit zone for ordinary high-grade Awakening Method martial artists; you need to have cultivated your Awakening Method to a relatively high level to have a chance of completing them.

[Warrior-level] tasks jump directly to floors [31-60] of the Canaan Tower. To even touch this level of task, you must be a genius who has cultivated the 'Supreme Awakening Method,' and your vitality index must far exceed the baseline of 570 points.

[Hell-level] tasks correspond to floors [61-90] of the Canaan Tower. The threshold for taking on this level of task is that you must have fully perfected the 'Supreme Awakening Method' and reached a vitality index of 3600 points.

[Nightmare-level] naturally corresponds to the most terrifying floors [91-100] of the Canaan Tower. This level of task not only requires you to reach the fourth-rank limit of 3600 points but also demands that you be exceptionally brilliant, possessing terrifying combat power and killing techniques far beyond your peers. It is a true trial ground for kings! Note: Even if you are far beyond, you might still die.

...The above is the most straightforward difficulty comparison table, hoping it helps everyone.]

Below this reply, the screen was instantly flooded with countless thanks.

[Holy crap! So that's how it is! Thanks for the clarification, big shot! Now I have a clear picture!]

[Thank you, big shot! At most, I'd dare to touch the Difficult-level tasks; I can't even think about Warrior-level.]

[Worship the big shot! This explanation is so clear! It made me, a rookie about to go die, recognize myself in time!]

Qin Feng looked at this popular science post pinned to the top, a glint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

Canaan Tower.

Floors 91-100.

Nightmare level.

He had just walked out of there not long ago.

At this moment, he had an unprecedented clear understanding of where he should stand and what prey he should target in the upcoming frenzy.

But now he was a fifth-rank martial artist, so he had to take on tasks from the fifth-rank martial artist task area.

(End of chapter)