C24 The Beginning of Training.

Upon hearing Loong Cangyun's words, Mo Fann quirked an eyebrow.

"Oh? So the top-ranked person didn't show up?"

Loong Cangyun chuckled at the question.

"That guy, he's too laid-back. You'll understand once you meet him."

In the midst of their conversation, the group had already stepped into the elevator.

They disembarked on the 18th floor, where the ice queen herself strode out without a word, arms crossed confidently over her chest.

Meanwhile, the relentless quacking of Wind's voice bombarded Mo Fann with questions.

"Why are you hiding your face? Are you incredibly handsome or hideously ugly? Listen, no matter how strong you are, don't you dare compete with me for the ladies! Ever wonder why they call me Wind? It's because I have a thing for the refined beauties!"

Mo Fann scowled and plugged his ears, then turned to Loong Cangyun.

"If I render him speechless right now, would that be considered a workplace injury?"

With a smile, Loong Cangyun chided Wind to tone it down around Mo Fann, and the group exited the elevator.

The decor on the 18th floor was a stark contrast to that of the 13th and 20th floors. They were greeted by a vast, open space, devoid of the usual twisting hallways.

The only barrier was an imposing glass door.

Huh, I didn't catch it before. How did Bingling get through?

Pondering this, Mo Fann watched as Wind swiftly used his employee card to unlock the door with a beep, then obsequiously ushered Loong Cangyun and Xuanyuan Changhai inside.

However, they gestured for Mo Fann to enter first.

With polite reluctance, Mo Fann stepped onto the training field.

The next moment, his perspective on the world shifted.

The training area was encircled by countless digital numbers, floating in the air like specters of light.

Below, the data's origin was clear—the energy values generated by the Hunters in training.

Bingling, who had gone ahead, was in a corner, furiously hacking away at a straw dummy with an ice-crystal machete, her overhead numbers updating with each strike.

Mo Fann cleared his throat and turned to Loong Cangyun.

"This is your training facility? Isn't it a bit over the top?"

Loong Cangyun shrugged, gesturing towards Xuanyuan Changhai.

"It was his brainchild."

Xuanyuan Changhai laughed heartily.

"Indeed, this training ground is unique in Hainan City, a product of considerable investment and expert design."

"People tend to think Demon Hunters are all brawn, that generating revenue for the club is enough. I beg to differ."

He positioned himself at the heart of the training ground, ready to share his philosophy.

For years, demons had ravaged humanity, only recently reaching a fragile equilibrium.

Beyond the contributions of the elite families, the emergence of Demon Hunters has been pivotal in curbing the demons' territorial ambitions.

In the past, scions of these families would monopolize the world's finest resources, using top-tier Demonic Pills for their training, ensuring their progeny's superior strength.

And the commoners? Lacking access to such treasures, they had no choice but to dedicate themselves to rigorous study.

But for most, decades of hard work couldn't compare to the power of a single Demonic Pill or a meal of demonic flesh.

At this juncture, thanks to the tireless efforts of generations of commoners, the Demon Hunters emerged.

They established an organization, earning a living while making Demonic Pills—once exclusive to elite families—available for public purchase.

Now, any commoner with enough savings could buy the necessary items for cultivation from the club's website.

This development led to a surge in the number of powerful individuals within humanity.

Ultimately, the relentless hunting of the Demon Tribe by the Demon Hunters forged an alliance between humans and demons.

"Many might see it as a fool's errand, but founding the Galaxy Club wasn't solely about making money. I aim to nurture top-tier Hunters for our nation and the world. After all, what's a premium training facility in the grand scheme of things?!" he proclaimed, to thunderous applause.

Mo Fann felt a tinge of embarrassment.

He had become a Demon Hunter purely for financial gain, never expecting to encounter a boss so filled with ambition and dreams. It left him feeling somewhat sheepish.

At that moment, Wind sidled up to Mo Fann and murmured,

"You think our boss is a bit of a fool too, right? I've always thought so. I'm in it for the money, plain and simple. Nothing tops that!"

Wind's words struck a chord, prompting Mo Fann to engage him for the first time.

"Where do you stand on the Profit Ranking?"

Wind chuckled, scratching his cheek sheepishly.

"Fifth..."

Mo Fann was dumbfounded.

He had assumed someone with such drive would rank near the top, not realizing he had just barely squeaked into the upper echelon.

After delivering his fiery speech to a room full of cheers and applause, Xuanyuan Changhai stepped down and beckoned Loong Cangyun into a secluded spot, giving him a knowing look.

"See what I mean? These youngsters eat this stuff up. Heh, the Galaxy Club doesn't have the backing of the mighty. We thrive on the blood, sweat, and tears of our employees. Get it? Or are you clueless?"

Mo Fann, with his keen senses, overheard the hushed conversation and was filled with a sense of irony.

Compared to a boss brimming with youthful idealism, a boss who serves his employees a toxic brew of motivational speeches while expecting them to risk their lives at work is far more daunting...

Turning to see Wind, still shaking his head and muttering about the boss's foolishness, Mo Fann sighed behind his mask.

He wondered who was truly the foolish one.

After the introduction, Xuanyuan Changhai and Loong Cangyun emerged from the shadows to demonstrate how to use the training room to Mo Fann, who listened with careful attention.

Indeed, the training room held significant benefits for Mo Fann.

Since acquiring his divine abilities, he knew his power had grown, yet he remained unaware of his actual level.

It wasn't until his job interview the previous day that he realized he had inadvertently attained the Peak of Earth Level.

But what about real combat experience? To date, his only fight had been with a bear, and Lee Jun, he had dispatched with a surprise kick—hardly a measure of his lethal abilities.

Thus, before engaging in real battle, this training room could well be the perfect place for him to hone his skills and techniques.

Here, each practitioner could select combat tools tailored to their specific cultivation methods.

Take Bingling, for instance: to build strength, she would hack away at an indestructible straw dummy, or to improve her aim, she'd target a swiftly moving board.