In the school, under the watchful eyes of many homeroom teachers, Liu Letian reluctantly handed over the Level 3 Divine Position: Healing.

Tian Wen accepted the divine position with a grin.

This time, he hit the jackpot.

"Mr. Tian, the path of divinity is long, let's see what happens," Liu Letian said bitterly before getting up to leave.

The other homeroom teachers shouted for Tian Wen to treat them to drinks, insisting on the good and expensive stuff.

Tian Wen gladly agreed.

After a satisfying meal, Tian Wen returned to his teacher's apartment.

Looking at the Level 3 Divine Position: Healing in his hand, he felt a bit tempted.

During his time in college, he majored in logistics.

Healing was an indispensable part of logistics.

This Level 3 Divine Position was far from the highest Level 5, but its quality was still decent.

After all, each Level 5 Divine Position was a rare find, and Tian Wen knew his own strength, not daring to dream too big.

"Absorb." After some thought, Tian Wen absorbed the divine position for his own use.

Soon, the divine position was fully absorbed, and his own strength was enhanced, bringing him a step closer to becoming a true god.

Tian Wen was pleased, but he hadn't forgotten the reason he had acquired so many scarce resources in such a short time.

It was all thanks to Han Wu.

Tian Wen was a person who repaid kindness, and he believed in repaying even the smallest favor with great gratitude, let alone the huge favor he had received from Han Wu.

Just as he was about to apply for communication with Han Wu, Han Wu's communication request came through first.

Tian Wen answered, curiously asking, "Han Wu, is there something you need from me?"

Han Wu replied, "Mr. Tian, I don't have any major issues, I just wanted to ask if you know how to obtain resources to upgrade the Divine Core level? I searched online, but couldn't find anything."

Tian Wen chuckled, resources like divine positions, divinity, and core fragments were impossible to find online.

Because as soon as they were listed, they would be bought by large corporations, leaving no chance for ordinary folks like Han Wu.

Moreover, the prices of such materials were very high, and even if Han Wu had millions of Divine Power, he wouldn't be able to buy much.

"I do have some collections that you can exchange with me using Class Points," Tian Wen generously offered.

With his demigod strength, he no longer valued the items in the class treasury.

The main reason he was willing to exchange was to repay Han Wu's favor.

"Thank you, Mr. Tian." Han Wu immediately transferred all his Class Points to Tian Wen.

A total of 1950 Class Points.

In exchange, he received 13 Divine Core fragments of varying sizes.

After integrating these fragments into his Divine Core, Han Wu's Divine Core was upgraded by two levels, reaching Level 5.

For now, it was barely sufficient.

However, Han Wu wanted to raise the Divine Core level even higher to accommodate more sacred relics in the future.

Understanding Han Wu's needs, Tian Wen thought of a way.

During his college days, he had encountered a situation where his Divine Core level was too low to load sacred relics with good attributes.

A senior with whom he had a good relationship suggested a solution, taking him to a place called the Blood Arena to compete.

The winner of each competition would receive Divine Core fragments as a reward from the organizers.

However, since Tian Wen majored in logistics, he participated in several competitions without winning and suffered heavy losses in his retinue.

Helpless, he had to give up.

Eventually, he gradually forgot about it.

Today, Han Wu's lack of Divine Core fragments triggered his dormant memory.

"Han Wu, if you were to compete against other Divine Realm citizens or even other civilizations' races, where there might be significant retinue casualties, but winning would earn you Divine Core fragments as a reward, could you accept such a competition?" Tian Wen asked.

Han Wu had just spent a fortune cultivating his retinue and was looking for an opportunity to test their strength.

He immediately said, "No problem, I'm short of everything except retinue."

"Alright, I'll arrange it for you right away." Tian Wen immediately contacted his former senior to obtain the current coordinates of the Blood Arena.

Then Tian Wen called Han Wu to the school, and with the teacher's permission, used the school's teleportation station to input the coordinates.

After a long fifteen-minute teleportation, the two finally arrived at their destination.

The Blood Arena was established on a massive plane, belonging to one of the Outer Realm civilizations.

It was said to be the property of a god-king.

It did not reject any race or civilization from entering, but required all races and civilizations to comply with the rules once within the Blood Arena's boundaries.

The most important rule was: no fighting outside the arena.

Violators would be expelled by the owner of the Blood Arena.

Han Wu had never been to such a novel place.

He looked around curiously, like a child from the mountains visiting a big city for the first time.

Tian Wen smiled, remembering how he was no different from Han Wu on his first visit here.

But now, Tian Wen had become a seasoned veteran.

For safety, he took out two masks he had prepared from his Divine Realm, wearing one himself and handing the other to Han Wu.

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"These masks can block the detection of demigods and below. Since we're in the Outer Realm, it's better to be cautious."

Han Wu obediently put on the mask and followed Tian Wen into the largest building on this plane: the Blood Arena.

Tian Wen led Han Wu to the registration area and obtained a registration form for him.

Han Wu needed to fill in some basic information to facilitate the backend in matching opponents.

While Han Wu filled out the form, Tian Wen explained the rules to him.

"The competitions here are divided into three levels based on the competitors' levels: Divine Creature competitions, demigod competitions, and true god competitions!"

"Unless the competitor specifically requests it, cross-level competitions generally do not occur."

"Also, there is no limit to the number of retinue in the competition. However, to concede in the competition, the retinue's death rate must reach over 50%. The stubborn competitors will persist until the death rate reaches 100%..."

After filling out the registration form, Han Wu had a good grasp of the rules.

Since he was a newcomer, it took only 5 minutes after Han Wu submitted the registration form for a match notification to arrive.

Immediately, the sensation of teleportation occurred.

In the next moment, Han Wu found himself transported to an arena spanning thousands of square kilometers.

From the stands, sparse discussions could be heard, clearly reaching Han Wu's ears even from dozens of kilometers away.

"This kid looks like a rookie, no experience."

"A flower from a greenhouse, after a few beatings, he'll know the dangers of the Outer Realm."

"Poor thing, facing the cruel Rat Disciple in his first match."

...

From the audience's words, Han Wu learned that his first opponent was named Rat Disciple.

Apparently, he had a bad reputation and was a cruel guy.