Chapter 1028: Chapter 1015: The Plan of the Golden Dragon Mother Chapter 1028: Chapter 1015: The Plan of the Golden Dragon Mother “Big brother, you look in high spirits today!” On a sunny bright afternoon, a face full of fawning smiles approached the tea-savoring Muria.

“Just say what you want! Just look at yourself,” Muria said, pushing the face away with his hand.

“So, boss, I heard you turned your sister into a martial artist, is that true?” Victor, who had already suffered a beating earlier, asked to confirm the news.

“Hmm,” Muria responded, glancing at the information pushed to his communicator.

“Teacher, the price you paid for turning your sister into that, was it big?” Victor hesitated before asking further, his eyes also filled with hope. Almost everyone yearns for greater power, and no one would refuse it.

“It’s okay, not too big.”

“Then can you do the same for me?” Victor asked, suddenly filled with anticipation.

“Oh?” Muria’s gaze shifted from the communicator in front of him and he looked up, intrigued, at Victor, “I can give selflessly for my sister, but why should I split my power for you?”

“This…” Hearing Muria’s question, Victor scratched his head, feeling embarrassed, not knowing how to respond since he had no grounds to demand such a sacrifice from Muria.

“Let’s change the question. If I grant you power, what can I gain from it?” Muria asked with a leading tone, since this guy had now come to him, it showed that he craved the power of martial arts.

“You are already a Martial Supreme now, there doesn’t seem to be anything on me that you need.” Victor pondered what he could offer in exchange for the price.

And as he thought about it, suddenly his eyes lit up. He realized that when he made his request, Muria did not outright refuse but instead asked what he could offer in exchange,
“How about I call you boss for life, okay?” Victor tentatively asked, but after thinking it through, it seemed that only he himself was the most valuable thing he had.

“Come here!” Muria gestured with a crook of his finger.

“Heh heh!” Victor approached with a grin.

“Do you know the price of accepting my power and becoming a martial artist?”

“I know.” Victor nodded vehemently, having already inquired about it with Daisy.

“It seems that you have thought it through.” Muria said no more. Instead, he placed his palm on the slightly erratic guy’s head, and a brilliant starry sky appeared behind him.

An immortal touches my crown, I receive hair-knotting and long life! Muria silently recited this grand phrase to himself, and then from the radiant starry sky behind him, a white meteor fell, entering his palm and merging into Victor’s body.

… After Daisy, Muria’s first true underling in this world was born, and Victor rose to the heavens to become a martial artist, instantly stirring up those talented Star Armor Masters who were receiving Muria’s training. No one would refuse to become stronger.

A much longer lifespan, the power to wield at will without the need for armored star armor, all these were filled with a strong allure. The only doubt these guys had was the price that needed to be paid to gain this power.

“Teacher, is there a way that I can practice martial arts without being affected by anything else?”

A girl with hope against hope approached Muria and tentatively asked.

“Such a method certainly exists, there is never anything absolutely absolute in this world,” Muria kindly informed her in response to this probe.

“That’s great.” The girl swung her fist excitedly, a feeling of superiority emerging in her heart.

“However, I don’t know how to do that,” Muria added just as the girl was getting excited.

“What—” Hearing Muria’s words, the girl who was initially excited, instantly froze, her mind filled with stampeding mystical beasts: “If you don’t know, then why the hell did you mention it!”

The girl held back the urge to voice this thought because she knew the person sitting in front of her was a Martial Supreme who could smack her into the wall with a single slap, beyond retrieving. He was not someone she could offend at will.

“In other parts of the world, there might be methods that allow you to continue the cultivation of martial arts at your current age and then achieve decent accomplishments, but not here with me,”
Muria’s expression was calm. On the girl standing before him, he could faintly sense the shadow of certain people in his clan—those who wished for a longer lifespan yet were unwilling to be influenced by him, the shadows of the power-holders.

“To gain something, one must pay a price; that’s how it is with me.” Muria didn’t believe he had done anything despicable, for he had made everything clear—the choice was up to the individual. If one couldn’t resist temptation, they shouldn’t blame him.

“All right, then, I’m sorry to have disturbed you, Teacher.” Upon hearing Muria’s words, the girl’s face flushed with bashfulness, and she quickly ran away.

…
Time flowed away unremarkably, yet within the Federation, thanks to the emergence of Muria as the second Martial Supreme, a craze for martial arts had swept across various provinces.

Only a small fraction of people could become Star Armor Masters. The ruthless screening of innate Star talent had eliminated over 80% of people, the vast majority of whom yearned for extraordinary powers.

As if reliving the glorious era of martial arts, martial arts halls, under various banners, sprang up like bamboo shoots after the rain in every province of the Federation. These halls attracted hordes of ordinary folk who brought their children to enroll, pay fees, and learn martial arts.

“Tsk, tsk, Muria, you have no idea how crazy humans in this world can be. For money, they can come up with all sorts of absurd methods. Can you believe some are even recruiting students under your father’s name? It’s laughable, as if your father doesn’t exist at all.”

Through the communicator, the Golden Dragon Mother, with a somewhat exasperated sisterly demeanor, complained to Muria.

“It’s quite normal. Now that there are precedents set by my father and me within the Federation, naturally, others will harbor some hope. After all, my father and I appear so young.”

Muria replied with a very composed and calm demeanor, for this martial arts craze within the Zijing Federation was also within the estimates he had made with the Golden Dragon Mother,
“If you were to show your strength to the outside world, those people out there would probably go even crazier.”

“It’s enough to have you and your father unveil your powers. I prefer to keep my strength a secret for now, there’s no need to show it off.” The Golden Dragon Mother, who possessed an excellent Star talent and had also become a Martial Supreme at an early age, replied nonchalantly. After speaking, a look of zest appeared on her face,
“All I need to do is go public with my romance with your dad and then announce our wedding date. That will be another sensational piece of news for the Federation.”

“And then, you’ll capitalize on that influence to set up a chain of martial arts halls across the Federation?” Muria wasn’t surprised by the words of the Golden Dragon Mother.

His father in this world, Ayn Martial Venerable, was a super internet sensation within the Zijing Federation, and that popularity was remarkably resilient; even if it waned, it would only do so to an extent, for he was the strongest martial force in the Federation, openly known.

In the eyes of the many onlookers, although Muria was also a Martial Supreme, his strength was far less than his father’s. His only advantage was his youth; everyone believed that at the same age, he would definitely surpass Ayn Martial Venerable. But for now, Ayn Martial Venerable stood as the strongest.

So, naturally, just riding on his fame, Ayn Martial Venerable could become a superstar of his generation, and every trivial detail about him could make the news.

His marriage would easily make the front-page headlines of every major news website in the Federation. In such a scenario, the already moderately wealthy Golden Dragon Mother could easily become a financial tycoon, leveraging Ansol’s influence.

“Open martial arts halls? How embarrassing. As my son, is that really all you can see? That’s just one of my objectives,” the Golden Dragon Mother said in a scornful tone upon hearing Muria’s words. “I’m going to establish a super financial group and monopolize industries.”

“…” Muria’s lips twitched, but he remained silent. After arriving in this world, each member of their family had chosen a different way to change it.

His father, Ansol, chose to continually gain more power, striving to control the strongest individual might in the world. His mother, Dragon mother Atreus, was burrowing into money-making, fixated on wealth. And Muria himself was focused on acquiring more power.

In the Federation’s political structure, there wasn’t much difference between money and power. The paths chosen by Muria’s parents each had their issues, but together, they were perfect.

As time passed, they were bound to gain significant influence in this world and ultimately reach the pinnacle, dominating the entire world.

“Of course, you’re different from me. Although you and your dad say I’m lucky, I tend to think you’re the luckiest because you were born into a great family. You should be spreading your influence within the clan by now, right?” The Golden Dragon Mother continued speaking upon seeing Muria silent.

“It has just started.” Muria responded modestly and then described the characteristics of his Martial Arts Dharma Aspect and the simplicity of his plans to the Golden Dragon Mother.

“You really know how to slack off; even a method as simple and crude as this came to your mind.” Hearing about Muria’s plan to control the entire clan using his Dharma Appearance, the Golden Dragon Mother felt a tinge of envy.

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