Chapter 213: Chapter 144: Telling Father, Mentors, and Old Friends: I Got into Canaan Martial Arts University

[Mission Reward: 1 Contribution Point.]

[Mission 2: Instruct the students of Class 2-3 at Canaan Affiliated High School in the Intermediate Imperial Body Refining Method.]

[Mission Requirement: Duration of one day. Ensure every student masters the correct force application techniques.]

[Mission Reward: 2 Contribution Points.]

[Mission 3: Travel to the Arctic Ocean region of Canaan Star and gather the local specialty, Spirit Pattern Sea Star Grass.]

[Mission Requirement: Gather 100 stalks. This mission requires diving to a depth of over 3,000 meters in the deep sea.]

[Mission Reward: 3 Contribution Points.]

[Mission 4: Transport a batch of Flame Crystal Stones for Master Gong Shu of the Artifact Refining Department.]

[Mission Requirement: The journey is long and will take three days.]

[Mission Reward: 2 Contribution Points.]

...

Looking at these missions, which were shockingly low in value and each more troublesome and trivial than the last, the corner of Qin Feng’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

But he didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

Like a starving wolf that would eat anything, he accepted every single daily mission available to him all at once.

"Cleaning... tutoring... diving for grass... being a delivery boy..."

Qin Feng did a quick calculation.

After completing these dozen or so miscellaneous tasks, he would earn a grand total of... 30 Contribution Points.

And to complete these missions, he would need to spend at least nearly two months, maybe even more time.

Two months for 30 Contribution Points.

Compared to his long shopping list, this amount was just a drop in the bucket.

But this was the starting point for earning his first pot of gold.

Thirty Contribution Points were enough for him to take the first step.

Before officially embarking on the long road of tedious and laborious "daily missions," Qin Feng dialed his father’s communication number.

BEEP... BEEP...

After a few moments of ringing, a familiar face appeared on the virtual screen—weathered, yet full of vigor.

It was his father, Qin Dahai.

Qin Dahai, on the other end of the screen, seemed to be sitting in a bright office, with some familiar logos visible in the background.

When he saw his son’s face appear on the screen, his own, normally stern from years of military life, instantly broke into a brilliant, unconcealable smile.

"Ah Feng!"

"Dad."

Looking at his father’s familiar face and feeling that undisguised affection, the trace of anxiety and pressure Qin Feng felt from being in a new environment instantly vanished without a trace.

He smiled and, without much small talk, directly shared the tremendous, long-awaited good news with his father on the other end of the line.

"Dad, I did it. I’ve passed all the assessments and have officially become a student at Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University."

These words hit Qin Dahai’s ears like a bombshell.

The smile on his face grew even wider.

Qin Dahai slapped his thigh and shot up from his chair with a WHOOSH.

"Great! Great! Great!"

He said "Great!" three times in a row.

"I... I’m going to tell your uncle right now! You wait! Let him have a good celebration too! Our family has produced someone truly incredible!"

Qin Dahai was so excited he was practically babbling. He paced back and forth in his office, holding the communicator, his pure, heartfelt pride and joy nearly bursting through the screen.

Seeing his father act this way, a warm current flowed through Qin Feng’s heart.

He knew that all his effort and all his struggles weren’t just for his own Martial Dao path, but also to live up to the expectations of family members like his father and uncle, who supported him without reservation.

The father and son chatted for a while longer. Qin Dahai asked in detail about Qin Feng’s life at Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University. When he learned that the dorms assigned by the school were as luxurious as a small satellite, he exclaimed in amazement again and again, remarking that the Empire truly spared no expense in cultivating its top geniuses.

Finally, Qin Feng said, "Dad, the training and missions at the university are scheduled very tightly. I probably won’t be able to come back for a long time. But don’t worry, I’ll definitely be back in three or four years at most."

Hearing this, Qin Dahai just waved his hand dismissively, his face breaking into an exceptionally broad-minded smile.

"You brat, what are you telling your old man this for!"

He puffed out his chest, and for a fleeting moment, the power of a Third-level Martial Artist flared from him.

"I’m a Third-level Martial Artist now, with no hidden old injuries! According to the Empire’s standard lifespan calculations, I can live for at least another hundred years! You’ll have plenty of time to come back and see this old man."

His smile was full of encouragement and trust.

"Son, just go all out and chase your own path! Don’t have any reservations, and don’t be held back by things at home! The higher you fly, the farther you go, the happier I’ll be!"

"Okay!"

Qin Feng nodded heavily. A thousand words were ultimately condensed into that single one.

He ended the call.

After that, he wasted no more time and quickly sent a concise message to Qian Duoduo, Shi Potian, Tie Lin, Sun He... as well as Teacher Wu Shangfeng, Teacher Lin Yue, and Professor Gu Yue—all the friends and mentors who had given him tremendous help on his path of growth.

"I’ve been accepted into Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University. All is well, don’t worry."

Having done all this, he stood up and stretched, his bones letting out a series of crisp CRACKS and POPS.