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So there I was, alone on the South Sky Bridge, just me, my shield, and about 10,000 monsters who all decided today was a great day to cross the river. Five minutes passed, then ten. I stopped counting after that because math requires brain cells, and I was using all of mine to not die. My strategy was actually genius, if I say so myself.

Instead of killing everything, I used my Mountain River shield technique to just bonk them, smack them sideways, shove them into each other. These dumb beasts had zero brain cells between them. So when I kept bashing them with my round shield, they just piled up on each other like the world's ugliest traffic jam. The ones in the back kept pushing forward. The ones in front couldn't retreat, and I was standing there like the world's most stubborn bouncer at the world's worst nightclub. Sorry, VIP list only. Your name, Giant Tooth Wolf, not on the list. But let me tell you, even genius strategies have limits when you're blocking thousands of monsters with your own two arms. Twenty minutes in and I was done, cooked, finished. My arms were completely numb. My supply pack was empty. Every recovery potion, every nutrient shot gone. I was squatting on the bridge, gasping like a fish someone threw onto a sidewalk. The good news, there was literally a mountain of dead beast parts in front of me now. Anything that wanted to reach me had to climb Mount Deadwolf first. I glanced back. Twenty-some minutes should be enough for Linia and the convoy to get Teacher Lung Yu to safety. And even if it wasn't enough, well, my body was writing checks it absolutely could not cash anymore. I did all this because of L Yu, by the way. That ice-cold beautiful teacher pushed me out of danger earlier and saved my life. I'm Chini. I pay my debts. Then, because the universe has a personal grudge against me, Rohair, a massive iron spike elephant, smashed through the pile of corpses like they were made of paper.

This thing was bigger than the thick-skinned behemoth from before. Four-meter-long white tusks gleaming like they were freshly polished just to murder me specifically. Commander-level beast, peak power type, and behind it, more commander-level energy signatures. The big boys were tired of waiting and decided to handle the annoying human roadblock personally. Wow, I'm flattered. All this for little old me. I kicked a wolf corpse to launch myself backward, sheathed my short blade, and whipped out my Fortress Breaker spear. You think you can keep me here? Dream on. I squeezed every last drop of thunder sound energy from my body.

Dragon tail sweep. My spear carved a massive arc of light across half the bridge, swatting the frontline wolves straight into the elephant's face. While everything was confused and tangled up, I turned around and ran. Each step covered over ten meters. Even completely exhausted, a four-star warrior's burst speed is no joke. I was basically a blur on that bridge. But I wasn't just running like an idiot. Oh no. As I retreated, I kept stabbing backward with my spear. Not at the beasts, but at the fuel tanks of abandoned cars on the bridge. Boom! Boom! Boom! A chain of explosions erupted behind me. Fire shot into the sky. The flames cut off the beast tide's pursuit path like nature's own do not enter sign. I was almost at the middle section of the bridge, feeling pretty good about my explosive escape plan when something terrible happened above me. A painful grunt from the clouds. Then a scream that nearly shattered my eardrums. I looked up.

The grandmaster, the one fighting the purple flame thunder eagle up in the clouds, was falling like a bird with broken wings, trailing smoke and blood.

He got swatted out of the sky and crashed toward the center of Gold Mountain City. Are you kidding me? Even a grandmaster can't hold. I ran faster.

But then hope. From the direction of South River City, a golden streak of light tore across the sky like a cruise missile with an attitude problem and slammed straight into the purple firestorm above. Beast, get back to your forbidden zone. The shout hit like a thousand thunderbolts at once. It literally punched a hole in the purple sky. Reinforcements. Another human grandmaster. A golden sword light exploded from deep within the clouds.

The purple flame thunder eagle let out its most agonized scream yet. Purple feather flames rained down everywhere. Each one melting a crater into the bridge where it landed. Two grandmasters versus one Beast Emperor. But honestly, I wasn't relieved at that level. Humans are always at a disadvantage. A Beast Emperor's insane vitality and defense can outlast two same-rank humans easy. Not my battlefield, I muttered, flicking my spear to launch a few beasts off the bridge. Every muscle in my body was screaming. My organs were rattled from the fighting, but I couldn't stop.

Behind me, that iron spike elephant had smashed through the fire barrier and was charging after me with the subtlety of a freight train. I ran for my life across that crumbling bridge while explosions, beast roars, and grandmaster-level combat created the soundtrack to what I can only describe as the apocalypse's greatest hits album. Then I saw her at the bridge exit. A staggering figure was staring at the broken road ahead. Chuni, get over here. That voice, clear but weirdly, cut through all the noise. Teacher Lung Yu, why was she still here? What were Linia and Luo Foong doing?

They left her here alone. I was furious, but then I actually looked at her and something was very wrong. Her normally snow-white skin was flushed in an alarming shade of red. Her pale blue hair was whipping around wildly in the hot wind.

Her eyes, usually cold as ice, now had this strange hazy, struggling look in them. She was biting her lip so hard it was almost bleeding. That purple flame toxin she'd absorbed. It wasn't normal fire energy at all. It was crawling through her meridians into her mind like a greedy snake, burning away her willpower, stirring up some kind of primal heat deep inside her. That purple flame was the secret ingredient the Beast Emperor used to drive all the beasts crazy and create this whole rampaging beast tide in the first place. And now it was inside Lyu. And as her willpower crumbled, her instincts were screaming at her to get closer to me.

The guy radiating hot-blooded warrior energy like a human furnace. Great. Just great. I survived 10,000 monsters, dodged an elephant, blew up half a bridge, and now I have to deal with this. Today is not my day. Hurry, get over here. No time to think. I squeezed every last drop of tiger leopard thunder sound from my meridians. Open up. I vaulted over the last pile of wrecked cars, jammed my spear into the ground, and used it like a pole vault. The spear's elasticity launched me into the air like a human cannonball. Mid-flight, over the gap in the bridge, a pair of soft but scorching hot hands grabbed mine and yanked me across. The second we hit the ground, Lungu slammed the detonator. Boom! The heavy alloy charges buried in the bridge supports went off all at once. The South Sky Bridge, already beaten half to death by thousands of stampeding monsters, finally gave up on life. The entire middle section cracked apart and collapsed into the river. The river swallowed everything. Hundreds of beasts, that oversized iron spike elephant, all of it dragged under by walls of churning water. I stood there wheezing like a broken accordion. My chest was pumping so hard I probably looked like a bellows in a blacksmith shop. And that's when I noticed my arms were wrapped tightly around someone. Someone wearing alloy light armor.

Someone very curvy. Lung Yu HSS. Her armor was hot, like literally radiating heat. White steam was hissing out through the gaps in her plating like she had a volcano trapped under there instead of a human body. The purple flame toxin was going full nuclear inside her, burning through her blood and chi, trying to completely destroy the sanity of this six-star peak pow.

exhausted, a four-star warrior's burst speed is no joke. I was basically a blur on that bridge. But I wasn't just running like an idiot. Oh no. As I retreated, I kept stabbing backward with my spear. Not at the beasts, but at the

fuel tanks of abandoned cars on the bridge. Boom! Boom! Boom! A chain of explosions erupted behind me. Fire shot into the sky. The flames cut off the beast tide's pursuit path like nature's own do not enter sign. I was almost at

the middle section of the bridge, feeling pretty good about my explosive escape plan when something terrible happened above me. A painful grunt from the clouds. Then a scream that nearly shattered my eard drums. I looked up.

The grandmaster, the one fighting the purple flame thunder eagle up in the clouds, was falling like a bird with broken wings, trailing smoke, and blood.

He got swatted out of the sky and crashed toward the center of Gold Mountain City. Are you kidding me? Even a grandmaster can't hold. I ran faster.

But then hope. From the direction of South River City, a golden streak of light tore across the sky like a cruise missile with an attitude problem and slammed straight into the purple firestorm above. Beast, get back to your

forbidden zone. The shout hit like a thousand thunderbolts at once. It literally punched a hole in the purple sky. Reinforcements. Another human grandmaster. A golden sword light exploded from deep within the clouds.

The purple flame thunder eagle let out its most agonized scream yet. Purple feather flames rained down everywhere.

Each one melting a crater into the bridge where it landed. Two Grand Masters versus one Beast Emperor. But honestly, I wasn't relieved at that level. Humans are always at a disadvantage. A beast emperor's insane vitality and defense can outlast two

same rank humans easy. Not my battlefield, I muttered, flicking my spear to launch a few beasts off the bridge. Every muscle in my body was screaming. My organs were rattled from the fighting, but I couldn't stop.

Behind me, that iron spike elephant had smashed through the fire barrier and was charging after me with the subtlety of a freight train. I ran for my life across that crumbling bridge while explosions, beast roars, and grandmaster level

combat, created the soundtrack to what I can only describe as the apocalypse's greatest hits album. Then I saw her at the bridge exit. A staggering figure was staring at the broken road ahead. Chuni, get over here. That voice, clear but

weirdly, cut through all the noise. Teacher Lung Yu, why was she still here? What were Linia and Luo Foong doing?

They left her here alone. I was furious, but then I actually looked at her and something was very wrong. Her normally snow white skin was flushed in alarming shade of red. Her pale blue hair was whipping around wildly in the hot wind.

Her eyes, usually cold as ice, now had this strange hazy, struggling look in them. She was biting her lip so hard it was almost bleeding. That purple flame toxin she'd absorbed. It wasn't normal fire energy at all. It was crawling

through her meridians into her mind like a greedy snake, burning away her willpower, stirring up some kind of primal heat deep inside her. That purple flame was the secret ingredient the beast emperor used to drive all the beasts crazy and create this whole

rampaging beast tide in the first place. And now it was inside Lyu. And as her willpower crumbled, her instincts were screaming at her to get closer to me.

the guy radiating hot-blooded warrior energy like a human furnace. Great. Just great. I survived 10,000 monsters, dodge an elephant, blow up half a bridge, and now I have to deal with this. Today is not my day. Hurry, get over here. No

time to think. I squeezed every last drop of tiger leopard thunder sound from my meridians. Open up. I vaulted over the last pile of wrecked cars, jammed my spear into the ground, and used it like a pole vault. The spear's elasticity

launched me into the air like a human cannonball. Mid-flight, over the gap in the bridge, a pair of soft but scorching hot hands grabbed mine and yanked me across. The second we hit the ground, Lungu slammed the detonator. Boom! The

heavy alloy charges buried in the bridge supports went off all at once. The South Sky Bridge, already beaten half to death by thousands of stampeding monsters, finally gave up on life. The entire middle section cracked apart and collapsed into the river. The river

swallowed everything. Hundreds of beasts, that oversized iron spike elephant, all of it dragged under by walls of churning water. I stood there wheezing like a broken accordion. My chest was pumping so hard I probably looked like a bellows in a blacksmith

shop. And that's when I noticed my arms were wrapped tightly around someone. Someone wearing alloy light armor.

Someone very curvy. Lung Yu HSS. Her armor was hot, like literally radiating heat. White steam was hissing out through the gaps in her plating like she had a volcano trapped under there instead of a human body. The purple

flame toxin was going full nuclear inside her, burning through her blood and chi, trying to completely destroy the sanity of this six-star peak powerhouse. Chun Chuni, her voice. Gone was the ice queen authority. Gone was the I am your superior energy. What came

out was this breathy, raspy whisper that sounded like every word was being dragged through a furnace. Before I could process any of that, a burning hot hand shot past my neck and clamped onto the back of my head. I looked down

instinctively. Our eyes met, inches apart. Her face was so red it looked like it might actually start bleeding.

Those frost cold eyes that usually made grown warriors flinch completely glazed over with purple haze and something else I'm not going to describe in detail. Her breath hit my face like standing in front of an open oven. Teacher Lung Yu.

She stared at me with the last flickering candle of sanity she had left. I could literally watch it guttering in real time. Apparently my warrior blood she smelled absolutely incredible to her right now. Like rain after a drought, like a bonfire in a

blizzard. Every cell in her body was screaming one word and that word was closer. Turns out this was exactly why she stayed behind and told Lu phone and Linia to leave with everyone else. She wanted to be alone with me because Toxin

Brain said so. Call me Shiau. Her voice was shattered glass and desperate pleading. All that carefully built ice queen persona. All that inspector authority. All that senior to junior dignity. The beast emperor's weird energy burned it all to ash in about 3

seconds flat. She was trembling in my arms. Not the trembling of a six-star peak warrior, the trembling of someone barely clinging to the edge of a cliff.

And I was apparently her only handhold. Shall you? I murmured, voice rough. Before I could say literally anything else, her hand on the back of my neck clenched. Her nails left little red scratches on my skin. Then she lunged

forward and kissed me. Not a gentle romantic kiss. A desperate, almost violent collision. My brain went boom.

Every ounce of battle exhaustion evaporated instantly. My neurons did a full factory reset. Now look, I didn't fully understand what was happening to her medically speaking. But teacher Lung Yu was very clearly making a request here. And if I refused, that would just

be disrespectful, rude even. My mother raised me with manners. So I did what any responsible student would do. I cooperated fully. On one side of the river, golden sword light and purple thunder fire were ripping the sky in

half as two human grandmasters fought a life or death battle against an eightstar beast emperor. The shock waves shaking the earth for a 100 miles. On this side, in the smoking rubble of a collapsed bridge, two very different

kinds of intense energy were tangling together, and everything else. War, monsters, the apocalypse got tossed right into that churning river. Ding!

Congratulations, host. Target Lung Yu, six-star peak success. First successful level skipping conquest. Family legacy step two complete. Congratulations, host. Receiving level skip gift package.

that you know most people get achievement notifications for killing a boss monster. I get mine for well moving on. The smoke cleared, the wild energy settled and then lung you shoved me away so hard I almost tumbled into the river

myself. Her face was nuclear red. Her chest was heaving. Those ice cold eyes were back online and they were loaded with equal parts embarrassment and fury.

Both aimed directly at yours truly you. She bit down on her lip so hard I thought she'd draw blood. Her voice still had that telltale raspy quality.

You could practically see the gears turning in her head. She, the esteemed inspector of the South River Marshall Association, a six-star Peak warrior, a woman who made grown men nervous with a single glance, had just thrown herself at a guy years younger than her on a

battlefield in rubble where technically anyone could have seen. Yes, it was the purple flame toxin. Yes, it was to suppress that destructive desire before it killed her. But still, the humiliation was clearly hitting her harder than any beast emperor ever

could. On the bright side, the raging chaos in her blood had calmed down. The burning in her mind seen't disappeared, but it was manageable now. Her rational brain was officially back in the driver's seat, and the first thing

rational brain lung you wanted to do was crawl into a hole and never come out.

She was probably thinking, "This young man has definitely never met a woman this aggressive in his entire life.

Lady, you have no idea what kind of system I'm running. On the outside, I was wearing my best innocent boy face.

On the inside system, open the level skip gift package. Ding. Level skip gift package opened. Obtained partial gene development from Lung Yu. Gene development 5%. Obtain Lung Yu's core movement technique. Shadow Phantom Steps. Beginner obtained. Defeating the strong bronze badge. When fighting above

your level, tiny chance becomes guaranteed success. Hold on, it's not done. Ding. Critical hit triggered.

Additional gene development from Lung Yu. Gene development 5%. Movement technique upgraded. Shadow phantom steps proficient obtained. Defeating the strong silver badge. When fighting above your level, small chance becomes guaranteed success. a critical hit from that. I don't even know what to say

anymore. Then my spine basically exploded. Not in a bad way. Pure refined energy detonated from deep inside my core and flooded every inch of my body.

This stuff made every nutrition potion I'd ever chug taste like tap water. My gene development rate took off like a rocket. 42% 45% 48% crack. 51.1%.

Five-star warrior. Crossing the 50% threshold meant my entire life level had jumped again. And on top of that, shadow phantom steps downloaded directly into my muscle memory like I'd been practicing footwork for 10 years. My body felt light as a feather. Lung Yu

took a deep breath, forced down her embarrassment, straightened her messy armor, and turned to look at me. Then she froze. As a six-star peak warrior, her energy sensing was razor sharp. And what she was sensing from me right now

did not match what she remembered from 5 minutes ago. Chiu, whatever scolding she'd been preparing got stuck in her throat. Her eyes went wide. My blood chi was now radiating pressure so strong that even Si could feel it pushing back

at her. How is this possible? You You broke through again. She forgot all about being embarrassed and grabbed my wrist. her face pure shock. I gave her my most humble bashful smile. Maybe, maybe it's because teacher's guidance was just so profound that I had a tiny

little epiphany. Lung Yu's face turned tomato red instantly. Dot. Profound guidance. Is that what we're calling it now? Her legs were still wobbly. A tiny epiphany. Other people spend 10 to 20 years going from four star to five-star.

You just epiphied your way through it in minutes. She stared at my annoyingly young face with the most complicated expression I've ever seen on a woman.

This man, who had somehow become her man without any proper process whatsoever, had once again shattered everything she knew about marshall cultivation. What kind of monster was I? Good question.

I'd also like to know. The sky above us chose this moment to remind everyone that the apocalypse was still happening.

Thunder and explosions rolled down from the clouds as golden grandmaster energy collided with purple lightning fire.

Even with two human grandmasters tag teaming it, they still couldn't put down that purple flame thunder eagle. Move now. Lung Yu<unk>s face went serious.

She grabbed my arm and pulled. The shock waves alone from that battle could turn us into paste and deep worry flashed in her eyes. That bone deep heat and madness she'd just experienced. She realized the purple flame toxin was

doing this to every warrior on the battlefield. Countless fighters were probably teetering on the edge of insanity right now. If two grand masters couldn't kill that beast, the tide could hit South River City next. I hardened my gaze and reached over to hold her hand.

Lungu looked at me for a long moment, then ripped her hand away. Stop it.

You're slowing me down. Her ears were bright red. She blurred into a shadow and sprinted toward the South River defensive line. Cute, but we didn't get far. A few kilometers out, agonized screams and a woman's shriek pierced through the smoke from a ruined factory

ahead. That's Linia. My pupil shrank. Lung Yu<unk>s face when ice cold. Let's go. We pushed our speed to the absolute max and crashed through the haze. What I saw made my blood boil. The advanced team, the one that was supposed to be

evacuating civilians, was in a nightmare. Lu phone was pinned to a broken concrete wall by a black spear driven straight through his body. Blood pulled beneath him. His head hung limp.

I couldn't tell if he was alive or dead. Two other two star warrior brothers lay crumpled against a wall, drenched in their own blood. In the dark corner of the ruins stood Wong Jang, face cold as stone. Behind him, three warriors with

deep, dangerous auras, and behind them, a young man with a twisted, savage grin. White steam poured off his body. His skin was an ugly, sickly dark red.

Purple light flickered in his eyes. Pinned beneath his hands was Linia. Her battle armor was half torn off. The side of her face was swollen. Blood on her lips, eyes closed, unconscious. Wong Jang, what are you doing? Lung Yu<unk>s

roar hit like a thunderclap. She was shaking with rage. Her spear was literally humming from the force of her grip. Wong Jung saw Lung Yu appear and barely flinched. A flicker of caution crossed his eyes, then got replaced by

cold indifference. The young man, Yao Hiong turned his head. His gaze lingered on Lung Yu<unk>s face for exactly one second. Then he licked his lips with a blood red tongue, voice like sandpaper on metal. Wong Jang, who's this woman?

Young Master Yao, this is the inspector of the South River Marshall Association. Lung Yu Wong Xen<unk>s tone was disgustingly respectful. Inspector, your coworker Yao Hiong sneered, purple light blazing in his eyes. Pretty face, tell her to get lost. Don't interrupt me.

Wong Jang turned to L Yu with a voice dripping with warning. Lung Yu, you'd better pretend you saw nothing and leave immediately with your people. This is the direct bloodline of Grandmaster Yao.

Young Master Yao<unk>s safety and well-being are worth more than all of your lives combined. Grandmaster's son, so he gets to do whatever he wants. I looked at Luo Fong nailed to a wall. I looked at Linia, beaten unconscious,

armor half ripped off. I looked at this purple-eyed freak licking his lips like a predator. My hand tightened around my spear until my knuckles went white. Yao Hilong glanced at me. Smiled. "Still here? Kill that man, he said casually,

pointing first at Lu Foam on the wall, then at me. Well, looks like today's schedule just got an update. Young Master Yao, please stop. Lyu couldn't hold back anymore. She blurred forward, her spears shooting at Wong Jang like a

silver lightning bolt. See, the logic was simple. She couldn't kill Yao Hiong. He was a grandmaster's son, and that's political suicide. But she absolutely could stop his little party. If she walked away from this, she'd never be able to show her face at the South River

Marshall Association again. Lung Yu, you're digging your own grave. Wong Jang exploded with full six-star peak aura, blocking her spear with his round shield. Clang. The shock wave rattled the ruins. Are you insane? Wong Jung screamed while fighting. Young Master

Yao got hit by the purple flame toxin. If he doesn't release it through a woman, it'll damage his foundation. If anything happens to him, can you handle Grandmaster Yao<unk>s fury? I don't care about his foundation. Linia is mine. He

doesn't touch her. Lung Yu<unk>s eyes could have frozen lava. Yao Hailong just laughed like a psycho. Wong Jang, why are you still talking? Grab this woman for me, too. Inspector, never had one of those before. And that kid over there,

what's he staring at? Kill him. On his command, three warriors shot toward me like black arrows. The leader was four-star. The other two were peak three star. All Yao family retainers. I could practically read their thoughts. Poor kid. So young already three star. Had a

bright future. Too bad he pissed off the wrong master. Boy, the four-star guy grinned. Long blade raised. In your next life, remember don't look at young master yell like that. His blade came screaming down at my face while the

other two flanked me from both sides. Three wolves closing in on what they thought was a sheep. I looked at them seeking death. My voice came out so cold it surprised even me. Here's the thing these idiots didn't know. I was no

longer fourst star. I was 51.1%. Five-star, freshly upgraded. And to my new five-star eyes, their attacks looked like they were moving through honey.

Shenai, watch out. Lung Yu screamed from across the ruins midfight with Wong Jang. She'd since the lead attacker was fourstar and thought I was the same level at best. One-on-one plus two backup. In her mind, I was in serious

trouble. Yeah, about that. I took one step forward and let my aura off the leash. The lead fourstar warrior's cocky grin froze on his face like someone hit pause on a video. Every alarm bell in his body went haywire at once. He wasn't

looking at a young man anymore. He was looking at something ancient and hungry wearing a young man's skin. His energy, how is it stronger than mine? Too late to think. His blade was already committed. I snorted. Thunder sound

rumbled through my body. Shadow phantom steps activate. My body went ghostly for a split second. Whoosh! His blade cut through empty air. Nothing but an after image. That sickening feeling of swinging your hardest and hitting absolutely nothing. I could see it

breaking him in real time. His momentum carried him forward, back, completely exposed. Then he saw the spear tip growing very, very fast in his vision.

Overlord spear, boom. I didn't even bother with anatomy tricks. Pure raw power. My spear punched through his alloy chest plate like it was aluminum foil. The crack of his rib cage collapsing was the kind of sound that makes dentists wse. The spear went clean

through his chest and out the back, spraying a modern art masterpiece of red across the wall behind him. He screamed.

He knew he was dead. But instead of accepting his fate gracefully, this maniac grabbed my spear shaft with both bloody hands and held on. His plan: Die as a speed bump. Lock my weapon in his corpse so his two buddies could finish

me off. Points for teamwork, I guess. Kill him. The two three star warriors went absolutely feral. Blades coming at my throat and stomach from both sides.

With what? I watched their attacks approach. Slow. So painfully slow. I didn't pull my spear out. Instead, I pushed. Every fiber of muscle in my arms flexed like ancient tree roots. Thunder sound held inside me. 51.1% gene development meant I wasn't just

stronger than these guys. I was playing a completely different sport. Get out, Tum. That sound was a battering ram hitting a castle gate. The dead four-star warrior, still skewered on my spear, lifted off the ground entirely.

His body rocketed backward like a human cannonball, trailing blood and a terrible shrieking sound through the air. Because he was gripping the shaft, the angle shifted slightly during flight. The spear tip, already poking out his back, tilted downward just a

bit. Yao Hiong, who was still standing behind him, all hot and bothered. The bloody spear tip expanded in his pupils at terrifying speed. This all happened so fast that L Yu and Wong Jang midclash couldn't even blink before it was over.

Squatch. The spear tip, still wearing the four-star warrior like a kebab, drove straight into Yao Hilong<unk>s eye. Crack. The vibration force from my thrust detonated inside his skull. You know what a watermelon looks like when you hit it with a sledgehammer? Yeah.

Yao Hilong<unk>s head popped like a party balloon filled with red and white confetti. His headless body was still frozen in the pose of reaching for Linia. Then the four-star warrior's corpse, carried by momentum, slammed into him and knocked him over. My spear

finished its journey by nailing the four-star warriors body to a concrete pillar behind them. The spear tail was still vibrating. High frequency like it was humming a victory song. Silence.

Complete absolute deafening silence. The entire ruined factory went from chaotic battlefield to funeral parlor. In half a second, everyone Wong Jang Lung Yu, the two remaining three star warriors stood frozen, staring at the concrete pillar, the pinned corpse, and the headless body

of the Grandmaster's son crumpled beneath it. Did I plan that? Did I deliberately use a dead man as a guided missile to take out a Grandmaster's son through the eye socket from 20 ft away?

That I'll never tell. The two three star warriors who'd been mid- swing at me, frozen, blades hanging in the air, eyes about to fall out of their skulls. Lung Yu and Wong Jang also frozen midfight. I think they both forgot how to breathe.

Wong Jung stared at the headless body wearing expensive armor and his brain just left. Gone, checked out. The only sound coming from him was this pathetic HH hh like a broken vacuum cleaner. The grandmaster's son, the only direct air,

got his head popped like a grape on Wongjangs watch. It's over. His legs gave out. And because he was supposed to be blocking L Yu at the time. That little moment of existential collapse was all the opening she needed. One

sweep of her spear and Wong Jang went flying like a human baseball. Even Lung Yu was stunned. Her spear hand was trembling. She wanted that guy dead, too. Sure, but she understood the math.

Grandmaster Yao<unk>s rage could burn everyone here to ashes, but me. The moment Yao Hilong<unk>s headless body hit the ground, I felt something I can only describe as the most satisfying exhale of my entire life. Like I'd been holding my breath underwater for an hour

and finally broke the surface. Was the final angle of the spear intentional? Technically, no. The four-star warrior's death grip on my spear shaft caused the tip to angle down at just the right moment. Total accident. But watching a

man who ordered my death and was about to do unspeakable things to Linia get turned into a headless action figure.

Not a single atom of regret in my body. My martial heart felt clear. In martial arts, the path forward is all about following your true feelings. And my true feelings said that guy was human garbage and garbage belongs in the

ground. People like that. The world gets better when they leave it. I grinned. Covered in blood, standing in ruins, surrounded by corpses. Probably looked like a demon. Didn't care. The two remaining three star retainers were still frozen in pure terror. Bad move.

Hesitation is death. I drew my alloy shortblade. Shadow phantom steps. My body became a dark blur in the shadows of the ruins. Slash. So fast they never saw it. Both warriors felt an icy chill across their throats at the same time.

They reached up to grab their necks, but hot blood was already pouring through their fingers like a broken faucet. Two bodies dropped, eyes still wide open, dead before they understood what killed them. Cold. Yes. But here's the reality

check. Yao Hailong was dead. And in a situation like this, any witness who isn't a trusted ally is a liability.

Period. Now, Long Wang, this man was having the worst day of his life. His precious young master headless. The retainers dead. His career over. His actual life looking pretty short, too.

Long Wui, are you insane? He screamed while desperately blocking her spear attacks. He killed someone. He killed the Grandmaster's son. His whole pitch was simple. Hand me over. Deliver my head to Grandmaster Yao. Save everyone else. Cut me loose. Sacrifice the new

guy, protect the organization. Classic middle management thinking, but Lung Yu's spear just came faster and harder.

Every thrust aimed at something vital. She wasn't interested in negotiations. Wong Jung nearly coughed blood from sheer frustration. Did this woman not understand? This was a grandm's wrath they were talking about. Of course, she understood. But Yao Hilong was dead

either way now. and asking her to turn me in and team up with a spineless bootlicker like Wong Jang. Not happening. Her choice was simple. Kill Wong Jang instead. Crazy woman. Wong Jung knew what she'd decided, but he

genuinely could not wrap his brain around it. I was just some slightly promising young guy. Was I really worth throwing everything away for? Buddy, if only you knew about my system, you'd understand that I am absolutely worth it. while he was busy trying not to die

to Lung Yu. A terrifying sound ripped through the air from his side. That was me. Shadow phantom steps plus my fortress breaker spear equals a dark gold lightning bolt screaming toward his exposed flank. And oh, Wong Xiangs scalp

went numb. The killing intent from behind made every hair on his body stand up. He had no choice. He twisted hard, deliberately, letting Lung use spear bite into his left shoulder just to dodge my kill shot. shrk metal tour.

Lung Yu's spear punched through the gap in his shoulder armor, ripping open a bloody gash. Lung Yu, he he wanted to point at me, wanted to scream about justice and consequences. But while his body was off balance and his blood was

churning from the shoulder wound, I didn't pull back. Instead, I turned my thrust into the smoothest horizontal drag you've ever seen. Azure dragon spear. Dragon tail sweep. The spear traced a perfect arc. The tip vibrated at high frequency, humming with thunder

sound. Wong Xeniangs eyes bulged. He tried to raise his shield, but Lung Yu<unk>s shoulder strike had already locked him in place. He couldn't move an inch. Squatch. One clean sound. Neat as a paper cut. My bloody spear tip glided

across his unguarded neck like a razor through silk. Windpipe severed, corroted artery open wide. HKK HKK. Wong Xen<unk>s voice cut off mid-sentence. He dropped his shield and slapped both hands over his neck, trying to hold in the fountain of red. Useless blood

frothed from his mouth with his windpipe cut. Every word he tried to say came out as a wet whistling hiss, he stared at me with pure disbelief. Him, a six-star inspector, killed by a kid who'd barely been certified. His final look was for

Lung Yu. Pure venom and mockery, eyes that said, "You're all dead anyway." Thud. Wong Jung dropped to his knees in the mud, then fell face first. Done.

Lung Yu leaned on her spear, breathing hard. She looked at the bodies, especially the headless one in the expensive armor. Her expression was complicated. Doesn't even begin to cover it. Chuni, she turned to me, the blood soaked young man holding a dripping

spear and bit her lip. We just poked a hole in the sky. Yeah. Yeah, we did. a grandmaster's only son, headless, his bodyguards, dead, a six-star inspector, throat cut. All done by a freshly promoted five-star nobody and his maybe

sort of girlfriend who is also technically his teacher. On the bright side, my martial heart has never felt clearer. On the less bright side, there's now a grandmaster out there who's going to want my head on a very

sharp stick. Today started with a beast tide and ended with me accidentally decapitating political royalty. I really need to start having more boring days. I slowly pulled my spear back and looked up at the sky where the grand masters

were still going at it with the beast emperor tearing the clouds apart with gold and purple explosions. Grand masters? Are they really the sky? Lungu stared at me like I'd grown a second head. A week ago, she'd have laughed at

anyone dumb enough to say something like that. But standing next to a headless Grandmaster's son and a six-star inspector with a new neck hole, she suddenly didn't feel like laughing. She scanned the scene. Linia unconscious, Luo foam still pinned to a wall, and her

eyes went sharp. If we get rid of these bodies, only you and I know what happened here. I nodded. No argument.

Come to clean up. Yao Hilong and Wong Jung died heroically fighting the beast tide. That's the story. Very sad. much honor. Splash, splash, splash. Into the raging river they went. The water was already full of broken bridge chunks and

dead monster parts, so a few extra bodies didn't even make a ripple. The current dragged them under in seconds, and the seaight beasts lurking in those waters. Way scarier than anything on land. By tomorrow, there wouldn't even be bones left. We'd barely finished our

little river funeral when helicopter rotors thundered overhead. Two medical choppers with Marshall Association logos swooped in through the smoke here to pick up Lina and Luong. Go. I grabbed L Yu and we vanished into the mist and rubble before anyone could spot us near

the crime scene. On the way back, because the universe refuses to give me a 5-minute break. We ran into a pack of two star bloodthirst panthers that had scattered from the main battlefield, my spear went to work. Quick, brutal,

efficient. But here's where it got clever. After killing a few dozen of them, I deliberately messed up my own armor, smeared beast blood all over myself, and used internal energy to force a flush into my skin, making myself look completely drained and half

dead. Lungu caught on instantly. She was already injured, so she just leaned against my shoulder, made her breathing look unsteady, and played the part of an exhausted warrior perfectly. Minutes later, dozens of dead panthers surrounded us, and we were slumped

together against a stone pillar under the broken bridge, eyes half closed. "Rescue is coming soon," I whispered.

Our eyes met. Lung, you looked at my face, inches away, and I could tell she was thinking about everything. The bridge, the incident, the bodies we just dumped in a river together. Her heartbeat stuttered. Shared a life or

death secret with a man. Is this what they call bonding through trauma? A search helicopter arrived right on Q.

Survivors found. It's Inspector Lung Yu and a three-star warrior Cheni medical team. Go. They've collapsed from exhaustion. The rescue crew jumped down.

Saw the field of dead panthers around us. Saw two warriors huddled together after clearly fighting to their last breath and their eyes filled with pure respect. Academy Award performance.

Thank you. No autographs, please. on the helicopter. I leaned against the cabin wall and looked down through the window.

Gold Mountain City, the so-called Golden City, was half destroyed. Smoke rose from it like black scars across the earth. The two Grand Masters had finally beaten the purple flame thunder eagle back. With the beast emperor retreating, the entire beast tide pulled back into

the mountain forbidden zones like a receding wave. Gold Mountain City survived, but the price was brutal. Even South River City and neighboring cities took heavy damage. I closed my eyes and pulled up my system panel. Host Sheni level five-star initial gene development

51.2% 2% partner one Sue Chingga development 50% status pregnant training hard partner two L Yu development 5% status not pregnant embarrassed and angry development points 15 status embarrassed and angry I glanced over at Lu yeah that checks out back at the

South River Marshall Association center the assembly square had become a massive field hospital broken limbs everywhere groaning, stretchers scraping across the ground, medical supplies critically low.

Lung Yu took one look at the wounded, especially the low-rank warriors, and shoved away the medical team trying to help her. I'm fine, just bloody shock.

Save the treatment shots for the others. Her voice was cold and commanding. Inspector mode, re-engaged. Then she glanced at me with that complicated look again. Come my private training room. I nodded and followed her. Then I pulled out my phone. Lu watched me with

confused eyes as I video called Such Chingga. Ring ring. The call connected. My wife's worried redeyed little face filled the screen. Husband, are you okay? Are you hurt? The news said the South Sky Bridge collapsed. Her voice cracked. She was on the verge of tears.

Wifey, don't cry. I'm perfectly fine. I softened my voice and rotated the camera to show her I was all in one piece except for some armor damage. Not only am I fine, I did something heroic. I'll tell you all about it when I get home.

Right at that moment, Lung Yu, who'd been standing in the shadows, let her cold gaze sweep across Su Chinga<unk>s face on the screen. Such Chinga noticed the female silhouette behind me. Her voice paused for exactly one second.

Husband, where are you? Is that Commander Lu? I coughed awkwardly, but didn't try to hide anything. I casually shifted so Lu was half visible on camera. Yeah, teacher got injured, too.

I'm escorting her back. For one electric instant, Su Chingga and Lung Yu<unk>s eyes met through the screen. Suchinga's gaze was soft but fierce underneath. The look of a wife who loves her husband and isn't stupid. Lung Yu<unk>s gaze was

pure frost, except for that tiny ember of shame buried deep down that only I could read. Lung Yu let out a cold hump and turned away, walking ahead of me. I smiled at the phone. Wifey, get some rest. I'll finish the paperwork and come

home. Why did I do that? Strategy: What happened already happened? Rather than getting caught later and dealing with drama, better to slowly, naturally, let both sides get used to each other's existence. Plant the seeds now, water them later. I am a man who plans ahead.

I caught up to Lung Yu, who was struting ahead of me with that gorgeous figure radiating, "Stay away from me. Energy from every pore." I grinned, jogged up two steps, and reached for her cool, slender hand. Smack. She whipped her

wrist and slapped my hand away so fast it created a gust of wind. Didn't even turn around. But her speed walking was doing a very poor job of hiding the fact that she was basically fleeing from me in a panic. Cute. So cute. We walked her

in front, me behind, her pretending I didn't exist, through the quiet corridor and into her private training room.

Click. The heavy alloy door locked shut. Outside world gone. My eyes went hot. My restraint went out the window. Five-star body, peak physical condition. Zero hesitation. I grabbed her from behind, spun her around, pressed her back against the cold alloy door, and kissed

her. Mm. Lung Yu<unk>s eyes went wide. She wanted to fight back. She really did. But the moment my familiar scent wrapped around her, all that resistance melted into a boiling cocktail of frustration and wounded pride. So she bit clean through my lower lip. The

taste of blood spread between us. Fair. I deserve that one. A moment later, the training room was filled with nothing but heavy breathing. Lungu finally scraped together enough brain cells to remember she was supposed to be angry.

Her face was so red it could guide ships at night. She shoved me away. wound up one of those long, gorgeous legs and delivered a spinning kick straight to my stomach. Wham! I flew across the room like a broken kite, slammed into the

shockabsorbing wall, slid down to the floor, and immediately grabbed my chest with maximum dramatic energy. "Owww!

Teacher Lung Yu, are you trying to murder your own husband? I just held an entire bridge against 10,000 monsters, and I didn't get hurt this bad." She fixed her messy hair, took several deep breaths, and gave me the coldest hump in

recorded history. Stop pretending. Your gene development is past 50% now. That kick couldn't even bruise you. Fair point. But the performance was worth it.

Her ice blue eyes were blazing with fury, and I knew exactly why. She'd watched me video call Such Chingga right in front of her using that soft sweet husband voice and it stabbed her in the heart like a tiny needle made of pure

jealousy. Since the act wasn't working, I sat up straight and grinned at her. My dear teacher lung, you wifey, you literally threw away your life to save me on that bridge and now you're pretending you don't care about me. PFT,

who's your wife? She spat the words out, but her voice dropped several notches on its own. The jealousy was so thick you could spread it on toast. Shiny, get this through your skull. What happened between us was only because of the

purple flame toxin. It was an accident. Now that you finished your business, get out and go home to your precious good wife. But the way she turned her head away, refusing to look at me, that was textbook. I'm upset and I need you to

come comfort me immediately. Body language. I've read this novel before. I know how this works. I stood up, dusted off my butt, and shambled over to her with zero dignity. I wrapped my arms around that impossibly slim waist. Even

through the alloy armor, she could feel the heat radiating off me like a volcano. You let go. Her struggling got noticeably weaker. There was a tiny tremble in her voice that even she didn't notice. I leaned in close to her

ear. Let the tiger leopard thunder sound hum low in my throat, sending vibrations across her skin. Teacher Shiaoyu, the purple toxin in your body isn't fully cleared yet. I can feel it. Your temperature is still rising. As your

student, it's my responsibility to see this through to the end. Her ears went from pink to nuclear red. That heat she'd barely suppressed came roaring back with a vengeance. You bastard. She spun around to yell at me, but ran face

first into my eyes. That, let's just say, we had a very productive 3 hours of toxin treatment. I was grinning ear to ear afterward. No pregnancy yet, according to the system. But with my buffs, fatherhood round two couldn't be

far off. Oh w I was busy feeling smug. Lung you red-faced hair messy. Dignity in shambles punched me in the chest. You You jerk. You're still smiling. Gone was the ice queen. Gone was the terrifying inspector. She was flushed, breathless,

hair everywhere, chest heaving. And that weak little punch hit me harder emotionally than anything on the battlefield today. We were supposed to come here to talk business and instead instead you ruined everything. She looked at the complete disaster zone

that used to be a tidy training room. Embarrassment and anger fought for control of her face. At the bridge, she could blame the toxin. She had an excuse. But here in her own training room, with a clear head, she just spent

3 hours being ridiculous with me. voluntarily. I grabbed her little hand and kissed it. Shall you? This is business. Clearing your meridians.

Stabilizing your foundation. This is serious marshall cultivation work. PFT you. You. She snatched her hand back and tried to put her cold face back on.

Didn't work. The blush had permanently moved in. I hugged her from behind. She stiffened but didn't say anything. My voice dropped low. Sincere teacher on the bridge. Why did you push me out of the way? Your six-star peak. If you

hadn't pushed me, your speed would have dodged that thunder fire easily. You used your own body to shield me. That was you risking your life. She turned her head. Her eyes were slightly wet.

She bit down hard, forcing out the cold act. I'm your inspector. Protecting subordinates is my do. Bull crap. I cut her off. Looked her dead in the eyes. In a life or death moment, instinct doesn't lie. Shall you admit it? You have

feelings for me. The name Shiau in my voice hit her like a cheat code. I could literally see a chunk of her emotional wall crumble in real time. She looked at my stupidly intense eyes. Her heartbeat went haywire again. But so what if I do?

She laughed bitterly, pulled away from me, and walked to the floor to ceiling window. Outside, rescue teams were still rushing around the damaged streets. You have a family, a wife. She's carrying your child. I, Lyu, am not pathetic

enough to steal another woman's man. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her again. She struggled twice, failed, and gave up. In this era of martial, rules are for the weak. I rested my chin on her shoulder,

breathing in that cold, clean scent. As long as I'm strong enough, I can give all of you the best future. As for your place in my life, I paused. Let my voice go full caveman. You're already Chunya's woman. This lifetime you're not

escaping. She was quiet for a long time. The warmth from my body slowly dissolved the vinegar in her heart. Lu was smart.

She knew a freak like me was never going to belong to just one person. Then what's your plan for me? She turned around, eyes locked on mine, stubborn as ever. You expect the great inspector lung you to be your dirty little secret?

Never. I grinned. Shiaoy you. You're going up. Vice president. President the top. and I'll be the strongest wall behind you. She rolled her eyes at my nearly delusional confidence. She poked my iron hard chest with one jade finger.

Hard Cheni, you think 51% gene development is impressive? You think being fivestar means you can strut around South River City like you own the place? My 68% doesn't even count for much. Below Grandmaster, everyone is an ant. She sighed, worry clouding her

beautiful face. Listen to me. Yao Hilong and Wong Xen<unk>s deaths. We can't hide it forever. That's a Grandmaster's only heir. His bloodline. Once Grandmaster Yao gets suspicious, he'll use every highle resource available. He'll bring in spirit psychics to do scene

retrospection. We threw the bodies in the river. We were thorough, but a grandmaster's methods are beyond anything we can even imagine at our level. She knew the saying below Grandmaster all our ants wasn't poetry.

It was a fact. If that eight-star Grandmaster went berserk, the entire city would tremble. But looking at the worry between her eyebrows, I didn't feel scared, not even a little. Instead, I reached out, tilted her chin up with

one hand, full caveman mode engaged, and made those ice blue eyes look directly into mine. What if? What if I break through again? Smash past the six-star bottleneck, step into the Grandmaster realm? Lyu blinked. Then she looked at

me like I just told her I was planning to flap my arms and fly to the moon.

Chuni, you're still too young. You have no idea what that gap really means. Lady, you also had no idea what my system really means. But that's a surprise for later. Lung, you held up her pale hand and drew an invisible line

in the air, laughing at herself. Marshall cultivation gets harder the further you go. The Grandmaster threshold, 50% to 70%, isn't just about energy anymore. It's a complete rebirth of your entire life level. I was born into a Marshall family. I've had 100

times the resources of a normal person, and I've been stuck at this stage for 20 years. I'm only at 68%. She looked at me the way a tired parent looks at a kid who just announced he's going to be an

astronaut dinosaur president. 20 years, Chuni. I might never cross that line in my entire life. What makes you think you can blast through it in a short time?

Your little epiphanies. She thought I was a talented kid who'd never tasted real highle suffering. That soul crushing grind where 1% takes years or decades. But instead of backing down, I smiled even wider. I wrapped my arms around her waist. Absolutely incredible

elasticity, by the way. Leaned to her ear and whispered, "My dear Shiau Wifey, I think you're forgetting something." She froze at Shiau Wifey. Her brain stuttered. Before she could reboot, I continued. I went from 9.9% gene development. A reject who couldn't even

pass the martial arts college exam to 51.1% standing right here in front of you. And it took me less than 50 days. That's she murmured. Dazed. 50 days. From a nobody who couldn't even qualify as a one-star warrior to five-star, blowing through

every rank like they were made of wet paper. Monster didn't cover it anymore. The dictionary didn't have a word for what I was. I could see her recalculating. Maybe she'd underestimated me. I reached up and gently traced my finger across her lips.

Eyes full of the kind of confidence that's either inspiring or insane, depending on your perspective. If I walk 20 or 30 years worth of road in one month, what makes you think I can't reach Grandmaster before Yao even finds

out what happened? She stared at me. My confidence was doing something to her heart rate. Could it actually be possible? Want to know the truth? I dropped my voice low, warm, magnetic.

Let it curl right into her ear. She shivered. Her hands, which had been pushing me away, loosened on their own.

1 hour later, the training room temperature was still elevated. Lung Yu<unk>s hair was plastered to her forehead in messy strands. She was glaring at me with eyes that could melt steel, chest heaving, face crimson.

Chuni, you you liar. She was practically grinding her teeth to dust. You said you were going to tell me your secret. And instead of telling me anything, you just you just a a gh. Remembering the things I'd whispered in her ear, she wanted to

dig a hole to the center of the earth and live there forever. She, the great six-star peak inspector, had been led around by the nose again and cooperated for an entire hour. I was sprawled on the alloy floor, looking refreshed and

extremely pleased with myself. Shiau, wifey, don't be mad. Listen, I sat up, face turning serious. I recently discovered something. When I'm with my women and I watch them train hard, I enter some kind of special enlightenment state. My power skyrockets. She stared

at me like I just told her the earth was shaped like a donut. Are you kidding me?

A three-year OLD wouldn't believe that. Marshall cultivation requires years of dedication. There's no such ridiculous shortcut. I spread my hands helplessly.

I'm serious. Think about it. Why did I rock it from a non-warrior to five-star while I was with Suchinga? Every time I watched her practice her breathing technique, I'd enter this blessed clarity state and my bloodqi circulation would multiply. Lung, you squinted

suspiciously. This cultivation you're talking about? Which kind of cultivation exactly? I grinned. Couldn't help it.

All kinds work, but the deep intimate kind of guidance training that has the best results. Get out. Her face went supernova red. She grabbed a wrist guard and whipped it at my head. I caught it, walked over, took her hand, and dropped

the jokes. Shall you trust your husband? Train right now. I want to see what kind of surprise a six-star peak warrior can give me. You know, I'm exhausted. No energy. She refused instantly. Every muscle in her body was jelly. Her

meridians were clear, but she was spiritually drained. Can't imagine why. That's exactly why you should practice your breathing technique. I'm talking about real legitimate internal cultivation. You said you wanted to push for sevenstar Grandmaster, right? This state you're in right now. Completely

relaxed, empty mind, lingering afterglow. Isn't this the perfect moment? She looked into my deep, genuinely serious eyes, and her resistance cracked. You You really aren't lying? You actually triggered some kind of world bug. It sounded absolutely insane. But my promotion

speed was also absolutely insane. She couldn't fully dismiss it. Try it and find out. You've got nothing to lose.

Silence. She thought about it. Normally, she'd have one peak state day per month where she'd take a top tier breakthrough pill to try hammering at that grandmaster barrier. Today had been a disaster in many ways, but thanks to the

purple toxin situation and my assistance. Her blood, she was more active than it had ever been. Fine. She pulled a small white jade bottle from a hidden compartment. Inside was a single iceblue pill radiating concentrated medicinal fragrance. The mystic ice

barrier breaking pill. It had cost her an entire year's worth of merit points. I'm running the mystic breathing technique now. Her face went solemn and cold. Full cultivation mode. She swallowed the pill. An explosion of freezing energy detonated inside her

body. She closed her eyes, formed hand seals, and a thin layer of white frost materialized across her skin. I sat across from her and watched and waited.

1 hour later, the cold energy filling the room gradually faded. The frost on Lung Yu's skin melted away, replaced by an almost translucent, healthy glow. She exhaled one long breath that left a visible white trail in the air,

stretching several meters before dissolving. Her eyes snapped open. Those ice blue irises were shining brighter than I'd ever seen. After an entire year, I finally improved again. She clenched her fist, feeling the thick, surging power flowing through her

meridians. Usually, when she took the barrier-breaking pill, most of the drugs energy got wasted, smashing uselessly against the bottleneck. The actual gains were pathetic. But this time, in that perfectly empty, deeply relaxed state with a certain lingering warmth still in

her system, the pills energy was absorbed perfectly, a full 1% increase for her level. That was basically a miracle. But before she could even smile, she looked at me and her expression froze. My blood she was going berserk, rolling and churning like

boiling ocean water. The tiger leopard thunder sound inside me wasn't rumbling anymore. It was cracking like divine lightning strikes from heaven. Humph. My aura shot up an entire major level in one instant, pushing visible ripples through the surrounding air. I sat there

with my eyes closed, watching the system notifications cascade through my brain. Ding. Partner Sue Chingga's training successful, 10x return triggered. Host gene development 1%. Ding. Partner lung use training successful, 10x return triggered, host gene development, 10%, current gene development, 62.2%,

six-star. Such Chinga, bless her heart, was at home training while pregnant and just gave me a nice 1% bump. And Lung Yu, she gained 1%. I got 10% back, 10 times return from a six-star peak warriors breakthrough session. I went

from 51.2% to 62.2% by literally sitting on the floor watching my woman meditate. This system is the greatest thing that has ever existed. Lu was staring at me like she'd just witnessed someone divide by zero. I don't think she's going to call my

cultivation theory ridiculous anymore. I opened my eyes. Golden light flickered in my pupils. Lung Yu's mouth was hanging open wide enough to park a car in. All that inspector dignity gone, evaporated. She was staring at the pressure radiating off my body like she

just watched a cat do algebra. This This is impossible. This energy, it feels almost the same as mine. She was mumbling to herself, brain fully crashed. blue screen of death. She'd spent an entire year of grinding, popped her most expensive pill, and gained a

tiny sliver. Meanwhile, I sat on the floor watching her meditate for 1 hour and jumped to well, she was running the numbers. Five-star high tier. No, this aura felt like six-star. No, absolutely not. Then she remembered all those

ridiculous things I'd said earlier. As long as I'm with my woman, I level up fast. Watching them train hard, I get epiphies. Her entire world view was being dragged across gravel at high speed. You She pointed at me, finger

trembling. Chuni, did you really just level up again? I looked at her adorable. My reality is broken expression and couldn't help laughing.

Shall you wifey see? I told you I wasn't lying. Watching you run the mystic breathing technique just now was incredibly inspiring. Instant epiphany.

I grabbed her delicate hand and grinned. Some time passed. Then her expression changed. She tried to pinch my waist.

The kind of angry wife pinch that could leave fingerprints in solid iron. But when her fingers made contact, it was like squeezing a block of ultra dense super alloy. I didn't flinch, didn't even blink. Instead, the rebound force

from my body made her fingertips go numb. That kind of physical density. She stared at me completely lost. It really IS-6AR, she whispered and the shock hit her like a tsunami. A 20-year-old kid, no major faction backing him, no

mountain of resources. 50 days from zero to where she'd spent 20 years climbing. If she hadn't watched it happened with her own eyes, she'd have called anyone who told her this a lunatic. Every single word this little man said was

true. He really did have some heaven-deying ability to ignore bottlenecks and blast through them just by being near his women while they trained. that shadow of Grandmaster Yao that had been crushing her heart like a mountain. For the first time, a crack

appeared in it. If I could keep this speed up, or better yet, if SH trained hard enough, could I actually reach Grandmaster before Yao discovered the truth? You really are a monster? She laughed helplessly. Her cold, proud eyes

were a mess of emotions now. Shock. Oh, and underneath it all, a deep, helpless anticipation. She couldn't fight anymore. So you see, I pulled her into my arms and twirled a strand of her pale blue hair around my finger for your dear

husband to reach grandmaster as fast as possible. My lovely Shiau teacher wife is going to need to train very hard from now on. She caught the subtext immediately and kicked me again. Go home already. She struggled to sit up, but

her voice had all the threatening power of a sleepy kitten. If you stay any longer, your good wife at home is going to worry. I didn't let go. Instead, I buried my face in the curve of her neck,

breathed in that cool, clean scent, and said in my most unreasonable voice, "No rush. The wife in front of me is also a good wife. You," she shoved her face into the blanket and refused to come out. Full ostrich mode. I looked at this

deadly six-star warrior hiding under bedding like an embarrassed teenager, and my heart was basically fizzing with happiness. Eventually, a pair of misty ice blue eyes peeked out from the blanket's edge, locked onto me, and her voice came out soft with embarrassment.

Shi, be honest with me. If I get pregnant, do you get a huge benefit from that, too? I was halfway into putting my armor back on. My hands froze. This woman's intuition was terrifyingly accurate. Well, we'd already gone this

far. She'd seen me level up in real time. No point hiding it. I sat back down on the bed, nodded openly. Yeah, Shiaoyu, my situation is special. It's not just the companion training. If my family's bloodline grows stronger, more

children, my power-ups get even more insane. So, Suchinga's pregnancy was part of your getting stronger plan. Her eyes got complicated. There was even a tiny hint of jealous sadness in there. I grabbed her hand immediately. Dead serious. That happened naturally. But my

feelings for her are real, and my feelings for you are real, too. She yanked her hand back and dove under the blanket again. Leave. I don't want to look at you, you freak. I chuckled, patted the lump under the blanket,

leaned down, and kissed it through the fabric. Okay, I'll head back for now, but later tonight I'm coming back. Get out. A soft, muffled, completely non-threatening shout came from blanket land. I laughed all the way out the door. My body blurred and I was gone.

The metal door clicked shut. Only then did Lung Yu emerge from her blanket fortress, staring at the empty room.

That ice queen face was so red it could have heated the entire building. Her mind was racing. She definitely was not ready to go from ruthless combat inspector to mother. That was a mental gear shift she hadn't prepared for. But

then she thought about my breakthrough speed again. One day to six-star. At this rate, Grandmaster was right around the corner. And beyond that, Grandmaster god. Her hand drifted almost on its own to her flat, toned stomach if she

actually carried the child of a future war god. How terrifying would that kid's talent be? Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing after all. Somewhere deep inside, the ice queen was already doing the math. And the math was saying,

"Train harder. My system really is the gift that keeps on giving. I don't even have to convince my partners to cultivate." They convinced themselves.

Meanwhile, back at Lung Yu<unk>s training room, a certain ice queen was slapping her own burning cheeks and yelling at herself. "Lung Yu, what are you thinking? Have you lost your mind?" She shook off the baby fever, forced herself to focus. Yao Hiong and Wong

Jen<unk>s disappearance was going to cause a storm. She needed to be ready. 1 hour later, she was back in a clean inspector uniform, looking every bit the cold, untouchable authority figure.

Nobody would ever guess that this woman had spent the afternoon doing extracurricular activities with a 20-year-old. She visited the hospital.

Linia was sitting by Luo Fang's bed looking like a ghost. Luo foam was wrapped in alloy bandages deep in a coma. Inspector Lyu Lina jumped up and almost collapsed from exhaustion. Lyu caught her. Sit down. Your heroes of the

South Sky Bridge defense. The association will remember what you did. Linia burst into tears. Ma'am, young Master Yao and Inspector Wong. They Lung Yu<unk>s eyes went cold and sharp.

Linia, what exactly do you remember? Linceia grabbed her hair, shaking. Her memories were a shattered mess. Between the trauma and the beast emperor's psychic pressure wave. Her brain had basically hit the emergency delete button. I remember. Inspector Wong

brought young master Yao. He was poisoned, acting crazy. He told me to come to him. I refused. Then his men pinned Luo foam to the wall. I was so scared. Then the purple fire exploded everywhere. My head felt like it was

splitting open and I blacked out. Lung Yu exhaled quietly. Perfect. In that level of chaos and mental assault, a fresh two star warriors memory was Swiss cheese. Linia saw nothing useful. After a certain point, Lyu patted her shoulder

gently. Calm, motherly, completely in control. Linia, it's okay. It's over then. Carefully. Shiny and I were fighting our way back and never found your group. As for Wong Jang and the others you mentioned, I never saw them either. The rescue team's report says

the scene was devastating. Apart from your group, there was nobody else there. Everything you've told me, I'll report honestly. Your victims, focus on healing. Don't think about anything else. Understood. Understood. Thank you, ma'am. Linian nodded desperately, clinging to lung. Use words like a

lifeline. Scene clean. Story set. Alibi locked. My woman handles cover-ups better than I do. That's wifey material right there. Now, my part of the evening. I walked through the door of apartment 3,21 at Splendid Gardens. Suchinga was pacing

at the entrance like she'd been wearing a groove in the floor. The second the door opened, she launched herself into my chest like a guided missile. You're finally back. I wrapped my arms around my soft, warm wife and buried my nose in

her hair. Heaven, wifey, I'm home today. Absolutely destroyed your husband. I glanced at her slightly rounded belly and grinned. But I brought back good news. I've got a big surprise for you.

She snuggled deeper into my chest, breathing in my scent, soaking up that sense of safety. Then her cute little nose twitched twice. Her eyebrows nodded together like a pretzel. Yes, I had showered very thoroughly with lots of soap, but apparently underneath the body

wash, there was still the faintest trace of a certain cold, elegant fragrance that definitely did not belong to any store-bought product. Highle warriors have such pure blood chi that their bodies naturally produce a unique scent, and Lungu's scent was distinctive.

Suching's brain instantly replayed the video call from earlier. Pale blue hair, frosty, beautiful face. Standing suspiciously close to her husband.

Chenai. She ripped herself out of my arms. Face red, eyes blazing with jealousy. Wifey, what's wrong? I scratched my head with my best confused puppy expression. Didn't you say you missed me? Miss you my foot? She went straight for the kill. Her delicate

fingers found the soft spot on my waist and executed a perfect 180° death twist.

HSS. Look, I'm a six-star warrior now. My body is basically made of reinforced concrete. But in front of your own wife, you have to sell it. I sucked air through my teeth like she was killing me. Wifey, go easy. It's going to come

off. It's going to come off. Good. Then maybe you'll stop running around collecting women. She locked eyes with me, teeth clenched, cheeks puffed out.

You said you were finishing paperwork. That took half a day. And you took a shower, too. Fine. Whatever. The shower I can accept. But this icy cold perfume smell on you. Where did that come from?

Don't you dare tell me Inspector Lu was guiding you again and it just rubbed off by accident. My wife is a onestar warrior. Her combat power is negligible.

But her jealousy detection radar more accurate than a grandmaster's spiritual sense. She could sniff out infidelity through three layers of soap and a military grade shower. I was sweating internally, but looking at her slightly rounded belly, I made a decision. I'd

keep this hidden a little longer until I reached Grandmaster. Then I'd come clean. Was it wrong? Yes, I admit it.

I'm guilty. I committed the crime that every man in history has committed. But once I'm a Grandmaster, everything becomes normal. What Grandmaster doesn't have multiple wives? It's practically a job requirement. I grabbed her hands with my most sincere apologetic smile.

My brilliant, perceptive wife. It really was just guidance. Teacher Lung, you got badly hurt saving me. I was helping her heal. That's why it took so long.

Suchinga froze. She studied my very honest, very sincere, very rehearsed eyes. The jealousy didn't fully leave, but she knew the battlefield had been genuinely dangerous. Really? Just healing? Of course. Look, your husband came out of it even stronger. I had

breakthroughs during the healing process to prove I hadn't been wasting time. I released just a sliver of six-star aura.

Boom. Even that tiny bit froze the air in the entire apartment. Suchinga's eyes went dinner plate wide. This energy, how did you get so much stronger? He wifey, this is the surprise I mentioned. I scooped her up in my arms and stroed

toward the bedroom. Hey, what are you? Put me down. You haven't even washed your hands. She squealled in protest, but still wrapped her arms around my neck. That's what I thought. Today's scorecard. Survived a beast tide, blew up a bridge, accidentally decapitated a

grandmaster's son, leveled up twice, managed two jealous women, and I'm still standing. Being the protagonist is exhausting work. The bedroom curtain slid shut automatically. Very romantic, very dramatic. I laid such chinga gently on the big European-style bed and she

immediately forgot about being jealous. That or just now did you break through to fourstar? Her eyes were sparkling like a kid on Christmas morning. The whole room's gravity changed. I could barely breathe. I sat down, held her hand, and dropped the bomb casually.

Wifey, this is your surprise. My gene development passed 60%. I'm sixstar now. What? She literally bounced out of my arms like a startled cat. I pulled her right back. Six-star. In South River City, a six-star warrior is basically

senior leadership material. The kind of person who makes entire organizations nervous. You were three star yesterday.

You healed someone and jumped to six. Her brain was making dialup internet noises. Shiny, are you joking? Ahem wifey, you need to believe in your husband. I'm aiming for grandmaster. I looked at her with burning conviction.

After you have the baby, our family of three. No, our future big family is going to become the most powerful Marshall dynasty ever. She glared at me.

You want me to birth you a whole dynasty? Of course, my wife needs to give me a full soccer team. Her face went tomato red, furious and embarrassed. Who's giving you a soccer team? You big jerk. Your cultivation

speed is insane enough already. Exactly. So, we need to start training now. I'll supervise. She rolled her eyes. But she wasn't stupid. The world was dangerous.

Getting stronger meant keeping our baby safer. She obediently drank the purple crystal nutrient solution I handed her.

The icy spirit rich liquid settled in her stomach, and within moments, a soft purple glow shimmerred across her skin.

So much energy, she marveled, then crossed her legs and began running the thunder sound breathing technique. I sat next to her with the most satisfied grin in human history. Yes, just like that.

Train hard, wifey. Your husband will just sit here and collect the rewards. The grind life chose me. Buzz. My phone vibrated. Message from Lung Yu. Linia and Luong say they saw Inspector Wong Jang and Grandmaster Yao's son Yao

Hiong, but they were injured and lost consciousness during the chaos. When rescue woke them up, Wong Jang and Yao Hiong had disappeared. Grandmaster Yao has already distributed flyers and sent his disciples to investigate their whereabouts. Have you seen them? Classic

Lyu completely professional tone. Zero emotion. She was treating this like official communication in case anyone intercepted it. I replied immediately, "No, Sevenstar Grandmaster wants to investigate. Go ahead. As long as Su Chingga and Lung Yu keep grinding, by

the time that old man finds a single clue, I'll probably already be standing at sevenstar myself. The race was on.

Meanwhile, across the city, in a luxury penthouse suite of a five-star hotel, a middle-aged man in a white traditional robe stood at the floor toseeiling window, rolling two metal balls that leaked faint purple chi between his fingers. His eyes were sharp as a hawks,

staring down at the Wars Guard city below. Behind him, several Marshall Association executives stood drenched in cold sweat. My son was last seen near the South Sky Bridge ruins. His voice was calm. The kind of calm that makes

your knees want to buckle. Why, yes, sir. The purple flame thunder eagle's interference knocked out all surveillance. Inspector Wong and Young Master Yao just vanished. Vanished. The man turned around. His eyes went dark. I want him found. Alive or dead? If he

died in the chaos, that's fate. But if someone killed him, his gaze turned razor sharp. The air in the room seemed to get sucked away. That I will find the killer. And everyone connected to them dies. Sevenstar Grandmaster aura

exploded outward. Every glass window on the entire floor shattered simultaneously. Cool, cool, cool. No pressure. Back at Lung Yu<unk>s private training room, my dear teacher girlfriend W thing had just finished a solo cultivation session and was not happy about it. Without me there, her

training felt like pushing a boulder uphill. Slow, frustrating. After experiencing that rocket ship breakthrough earlier, normal cultivation felt like trying to fill a swimming pool with an eyropper. That little bastard, she was biting her lip and cursing me

internally. He said he'd come back after finishing up. It had been hours, not even a shadow. Men, they're all the same. Pull up their pants and pretend you don't exist. Just as she was reaching maximum resentment levels, ding-dong. The doorbell shattered the

silence. She practically launched herself off the meditation cushion, sprinted to the door. But the instant her hand touched the button, she slammed the brakes on her face muscles, swallowed the smile that was trying to escape, took a deep breath, and

reinstalled the ice queen operating system. The door slid open. My stupid grinning face appeared. "What are you doing here?" she asked, voice cold as a glacier. "I didn't bother answering. I walked in, locked the gravity door behind me, and wrapped my arms around

her waist before she could protest. My familiar hot-blooded warmth engulfed her completely. She went stiff for exactly half a second. Then her entire body went boneless against my chest like someone pulled her power cord. She was, in her

own words, completely hopeless. The moment I got close, every wall she'd ever built just evaporated. MMP. My lips were already on hers before she could start yelling. A long time later, we separated. She was crimsonfaced, hair messy, hitting me weakly with her fist.

Are you insane? I told you not to. Mm. Stop doing that. Protest denied. Much much later. She gave me a resentful look while I was getting dressed, then kicked me. I'm not ready to be a mother. You keep doing this. What if I actually get

pregnant? I turned around, looked at her pouting face, and gently fixed her messy hair. Sometimes silence is the best answer. Fine, forget it. Let's talk business. She gave up being angry at me.

It never worked anyway. Her expression turned serious. The investigation into Yao Hiong and Wong Jang won't stay quiet for long. Linia was just taken in by the association's investigation team. Her voice grew heavy. Luo Fong is still in a

coma at the hospital under heavy monitoring. The investigators already came to question me once. I used my inspector authority to push them back, but that trick only works so many times.

The clock was ticking. A grandm's wrath was building on one side. My cultivation was skyrocketing on the other. Question was simple. Which one reached critical mass first? My money's on me. It's always on me. I narrowed my eyes. They

suspect us. No, they suspect everyone. Lung, you shook her head. What we need right now is a big enough shield. She locked eyes with me. Dead serious. I already submitted your name to the provincial marshall association's genius training camp. It has three groups. C

for three star and below. B for mid-tier 4 and fivear. I originally filed you for C because you were supposed to still be three star, but then you went and turned into a six-star freak in one afternoon.

She took a deep breath. I just used my personal clearance to resubmit your file under my name fasttracked to group A.

Group A is a national level program. The provincial association sends their own people to test you. Once they accept you, you're officially registered as a future Grandmaster candidate. At that point, even if Grandmaster Yao suspects you, without hard evidence, he wouldn't

dare openly touch you. I understood exactly what she was doing. She was betting her career and her reputation to protect me. Shia you wifey. Thank you.

Ring ring. My phone went off. Encrypted landline number. Lung. You saw it too. Her expression sharpened. I answered a cold male voice. Is this Mr. Cheni? I'm a superintendent from the South River Marshall Association Investigation Division. We need you to cooperate with

some inquiries. Are you home? Our people will pick you up in 5 minutes. I'm not home, I said, frowning. Ask me whatever you need over the phone. It's better to verify in person. You're not home, Mr.

Chini. I remind you that South River City is currently under wartime martial law. The consequences of lying to the investigation division are more than you can handle. Where exactly are you threatening me? That's cute. Before I could respond, a cool, pale hand

snatched the phone right out of my grip. Lung Yu cheeks still slightly flushed from earlier activities. Hit speaker phone and transformed into the scariest woman on the planet in exactly 0 seconds. This is South River Marshall Association Inspector Lung Yu. Dead

silence on the other end. Then a noticeably softer voice. Inspector Lyu, why are you? Chini is my student. He is currently undergoing closed-door intensive training in my private cultivation room in preparation for the provincial genius training camp selection. Her voice could have flash

frozen lava. Were you just threatening my student? Consequences he can't handle. The guy started stammering.

Inspector, we're just following orders to verify the disappearances from the gold mountain battlefield. Chuni is a person of interest. He needs to be brought in separately. It's a critical training period. If you have questions, come to my private training room and ask

them here. Inspector, that's not standard procedure. Procedure? Lung. Yu's eyebrow shot up. Her voice could have cut diamonds. Do you have an investigation warrant? Signed by the association president? No. Then on what authority are you dragging away a

potential warrior being prepared for a provincial level talent selection? You want to ask questions? Come here. I will be present. If there's nothing else, don't call this number again. Click. She hung up and tossed the phone onto the

couch like it was garbage. Then she turned to me, exhaled, and her killer aura softened just slightly. You absolutely cannot leave now. If you run, they'll think you're guilty, and you can't let them take you alone. Those interrogation people can skin you alive,

even if you're innocent." She walked to the weapon rack, picked up her spear, her gorgeous side profile sharp and fierce. "You stay right here as long as I'm standing. Even if they bring the president's personal signed letter, nobody is pulling you out of this room.

Mama bear mode activated. My heart did something warm and stupid. I walked over and grabbed her delicate hands. Shia, wifey, you look so beautiful when you're angry. You're so good to me. You Her carefully rebuilt ice queen persona

shattered instantly. Apple red face. Total system failure. She yanked her hands away and spat. Can you be serious for one second? Grandmaster Yao could make his move at any time and you're flirting with me. Shameless. It's called having a good mindset, I said, sliding

closer. Besides, with such a powerful wife protecting me, what's there to be scared of? Who is your wife? Go cultivate, she pointed furiously at the meditation cushion across the room. The investigation team will be here soon.

They won't just ask questions. They'll bring lie detectors, maybe even a psychic warrior to read your emotions.

You need to stabilize your blood, chi, and show zero cracks. I dropped the smile and nodded. She was right, but I wasn't worried. I sat down on the cushion, started cycling tiger leopard thunder sounds slowly, and said calmly,

"Relax, Shiau. I've killed plenty of people. My poker face is solid." She stared at me, sitting there all calm and unbothered, and shook her head in defeat. "This man, love him and hate him, sometimes at the same time." 30

minutes later, the doorbell rang. Inspector Lung Yu, investigation superintendent Wu son here with a team to verify information. Lung Yu inhaled deeply, reinstalled the ice goddess software, and said in a voice that could freeze hell, enter. The heavy alloy door

slid open. Three people walked in. Leading them was Wu son, a 40-something guy with a hooked nose and eyes like a poisonous snake. For Star Peak aura, the kind of face that said, "I enjoy making people uncomfortable for a living."

Behind him, a young investigator carrying a silver metal briefcase. Lie detector equipment. Fun. And next to him, a short-haired woman with faint purple light flickering in her eyes.

Three star psychic warrior. Her entire job was feeling emotional fluctuations and spotting mental cracks. A human lie detector, a machine lie detector, and a guy whose whole personality was intimidation. The welcome committee. Wu son scanned the training room. His eyes

paused on the messy floor and the white scratch marks my spear had left on the ground earlier during training. Yes, definitely training. Very vigorous, athletic, completely professional training. Then he turned to Lung Yu and gave a small bow. Inspector Lung Yu duty

calls. Apologies for interrupting your teaching. Lung Yu sat in the upper seat, spear planted beside her, radiating arctic energy. She didn't even look up.

Since you know it's an interruption, make it quick. My time is valuable. Woo son forced a dry laugh, then turned to look at me. His gaze landed on the three-star badge on my chest. I could practically hear his internal monologue.

Just a three-star kid. If he's hiding something, this will be easy. Oh, buddy. You have no idea who you're trying to crack. I sat on my meditation cushion, blood chi perfectly controlled, heartbeat steady as a metronome, face calm as a frozen lake. Bring your lie

detector. Bring your psychic. Bring your scary snake eyes. I just fought 10,000 monsters, decapitated a grandm's heir, leveled up to six star, and managed two jealous women in one afternoon. Your little interrogation is the most relaxing thing that's happened to me all

day. Mr. Chen Yi, according to survivors Linia and Luo Fo, Inspector Wong Jang brought Young Master Yao Hilong to your defensive zone before the South Sky Bridge collapsed. After the battle, Inspector Wong, Young Master Yao, and three accompanying mid-rank warriors all

vanished. Wuin stepped forward, radiating pressure, staring straight into my eyes. You were the closest person to their last known location and the only conscious combatant rescued from that area. When and where did you last see them? I opened my eyes slowly.

Tiger leopard thunder sound was humming at the lowest possible frequency inside me, locking my heartbeat, blood pressure, and adrenaline into absolute flatline stability. I never saw them.

Never saw them." Won snorted and gave the female investigator a look. She stepped forward. Purple pupils glowed softly. A delicate wave of psychic energy reached toward me, scanning for any emotional spike, any flicker of guilt, fear, or deception. Here's the

thing. These people didn't know a three-star psychic warrior can read emotions up to about four-star peak level. I was six-star. She was trying to read a steel vault with a magnifying glass. The bridge was exploding constantly. Smoke everywhere. And the

purple flame thunder eagle's pressure. That's an eightstar beast emperor. Surviving under that kind of spiritual assault was already a miracle. You think I had time to watch other people's travel plans? I looked Wan dead in the eyes. Calm. logical, bulletproof. Wu

Sen's expression darkened, but the psychic woman leaned over to his ear. Team leader, no issues. His mental fluctuations are abnormally stable. Zero signs of deception. Abnormally stable.

She said it like it was suspicious. Lady, if you'd had the day I've had, nothing would rattle you either.

Superintendent Woo. Lung Yu's voice cut and like a blade of ice. Your own psychic says there's no problem. Are we done? This is my training room, and interrogating my student like a criminal in my space is more than a little

disrespectful. Wuan turned to her, jaw tight. Inspector Lung Yu, apologies. We're acting on Grandmaster Yao<unk>s orders. Are you using Grandmaster Yao to pressure me? Lung Yu stood up. Her spear rang out a clear, high note. Six-star peak killing intent flooded the room

like a tidal wave. Wu Sun stumbled backward half a step. His face went pale. The intimidation act he'd been running crumbled like wet cardboard. If there are no issues, we'll take our leave. The three investigators practically speedwalked out the door.

The moment the lock clicked shut. Lung Yu turned to me with a complicated expression. I lunged at her. She went completely soft. Couldn't push me off if she tried. Skip 10,000 words. Door sealed. Room temperature somehow higher than when three investigators and their

equipment were crowding the space. Another half day gone. Evening sunlight slanted through the window, painting golden stripes across the alloy floor and the general devastation of what used to be a tidy training room. Chiniu, you absolute menace. Lung Yu was a beautiful

disaster. Those long, elegant legs were trembling slightly. She was hitting my chest with her fists like a kitten attacking a brick wall. Zero damage, maximum adorableness. Between the exhaustion and the outrage, her voice had lost all authority and gained that

bone melting whiny quality that was honestly more dangerous than any weapon she owned. I'll say it again. I'm not ready to be a mother. You You're doing this on purpose. I caught her little hands, held them gently, and looked at

her with the most serious expression I could manage. Her ice cold, beautiful face turned red all the way to her earlobes. My explanation was replaying in her head on loop. Am I really going to have a baby for a man this much

younger than me? Her eyes filled with a struggle I'd never seen before. She bit her lip, ripped herself free, and turned her back to me. Her voice was cold but shaky. Stop talking. No, I'm cultivating right now. She dropped into meditation

posture instantly. Five hearts facing heaven, trying desperately to enter deep focus. Her mind was absolute chaos. She kept thinking about what I'd said and about something else entirely. I'm almost 50 years old, she sighed internally. Highle warriors age slowly

and live long, sure, but peak fertility doesn't last forever. If she never reached sevenstar grandmaster, her prime was already running out. And in martial arts common knowledge, babies born when parents are at peak strength and bloodqi vitality have the best genetic talent.

while I'm still at six-star peak. If I actually had one, she scared herself with that thought. She slapped her own burning cheeks internally. Lung Yu, you're the inspector of the South River Marshall Association. Have you lost it?

You're sitting here thinking about babies? I sat behind her, watching her shoulders tremble and her ear tips glow red like little signal lights, and I couldn't keep the smile off my face. My dear ice queen teacher could say no all

day long, but her body language was screaming. Maybe you don't sit there vibrating with baby fever in full ostrich mode if the answer is actually no. I coughed lightly. Shiau, wifey, given the current situation, it seems like I'll need to stay here under your

personal protection for the next few days without turning around. Voice I see. Obviously, unless you want to be dragged into an interrogation room. I let out a long dramatic sigh. Uh, I guess there's no choice then. Let me

just video call my little wifey Such Chingga at home real quick. Let her know that training is too intense so I won't be coming home for a few days. Tell her to be a good girl and cultivate by

herself and not miss me too much. Get out. She spun around. Her eyes were literally on fire. The mere thought of me making loveydovey video calls to Sue Chingga in front of her made the vinegar in her heart erupt like a geyser. Her

body blurred. One gorgeous leg traced a devastating arc through the air and planted itself directly in my midsection. I flew across the room.

Worth it. Absolutely worth it. Every single time one week passed and what a week it was. Let me paint you the picture from multiple angles because this was happening all at once. First, the investigation team. Wu son hooknose

snake eyes guy was drowning. His desk was buried under a mountain of reports and his face looked like a thundercloud that hadn't slept in 7 days. Still nothing. His voice was shot. Sir, we verified over a thousand people. Deep

checked over a 100 warriors who were in the western defense zone before the bridge collapsed, but his investigator swallowed hard. He witnessed Lin Sa has been through psychological lie detection and psychic guided recall. Her story never changes. Everything was chaos. The

beast emperor's pressure scrambled her brain. She saw Wong Jung arrive with young master Yao. Then she blacked out.

She has zero memory of what happened after Lu Foam still in a coma. Medical team says his spiritual sea took massive damage. Even when he wakes up, large chunks of his memory will probably be gone. and L Yu and Chun Yi. The

investigator shifted uncomfortably. Inspector Lung Yu provided a detailed battle report. Chunya<unk>s statement matches perfectly. They were at the bridge gap fighting the beast tide several kilometers from the factory ruins where Wong Jang was. Smoke, fire, beast emperor interference. They had

every reason to see nothing. Wu<unk>s son slammed his desk. Evidence. I need evidence. Everything pointed to one conclusion. Yao Hailong and Wong Jang died in the chaos, eaten by beasts.

Maybe vaporized by the Thunder Eagle's purple fire, but a certain someone was not going to accept that answer at the fanciest private recovery center in South River City. Boom! Grandmaster level pressure detonated. Every piece of expensive redwood furniture in the room

disintegrated into sawdust. Grandmaster Yao stared down at Wuan, who was kneeling on the floor, shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. This is your answer. His voice was so calm it was terrifying. My son, a living, breathing person, disappeared under your watch,

and you tell me probably died in the chaos. My lord, please. We sealed 50 km of river downstream. We sent diving warrior squads, but the beast emperor's purple flame energy is still contaminating the water. The corrosion destroys all detection equipment and

watertight monsters drawn by all the blood have made searching silence. Grandmaster Yao turned eyes like scalpels. I don't care about interference. I don't care about monsters. If you can't find my son in those ruins, every last one of you

useless failures will join him. Grandm's order. Deploy all Yao family private forces. take over the downstream search operation and compile a list of everyone who was in the western defense zone that day. Every single name. Put them all

under surveillance. He walked to the window staring at the distant river. His expression was pure venom. I don't believe in fate. I believe in my instincts. If my son is dead, whoever was near him during that time, I as the

killer. Cool. Very cool. A seven-star grandmaster with unlimited resources, private armies, and a grudge that could level cities was now looking for me personally. No pressure. Meanwhile, at our penthouse apartment, Suchingo was sitting cross-legged by the huge floor

toseeiling window, sipping a stupidly expensive purple crystal nutrient solution, and running the thunder sound breathing technique. But there was worry between her eyebrows that wouldn't go away because her husband had been living in another woman's private training room

for an entire week. Inspector Lung Yu, the famous ice goddess of South River City, Such Chingga's heart was a mess.

Before, she'd thought someone like Lyu would never look at Cheny twice. But now, with the talent I'd shown and my six-star power, any female warrior would lose her mind. He says he needs to stay under the inspector's protection to

avoid Grandmaster Yao's investigation. Ugg. Suchinga, stop being jealous. Him being alive is what matters. She took a deep breath and went back to meditating.

Good girl. Keep cultivating. Wifey, your husband appreciates the passive income. Now the real action. Lung Yu's private training room.

Lung Yu is attacking me like an angry kitten in a blender. kicking, punching. Her eyes were red and glassy, tears threatening to spill. A cocktail of embarrassment, fury, and something she absolutely refused to name out loud.

What had happened in the last week? Well, let's just say the training room got a lot of use. Not all of it was martial arts. Rumble. The tiger leopard thunder sound inside me had become so dense, it was almost solid. Deep in my

bone marrow, vibrations made every pore on my body flare open. 62.2% 63% 65.2% The Sevenstar Grandmaster Threshold, the Heavenly Chasm that stopped 99.99% of Warriors Forever was now just one thin membrane away. One week from 51% to 65%. By sitting in a room with Lung Yu,

I grabbed her soft little hand mid swing and pulled her back into my arms. Shiau, wifey, stop hitting me. What if you hurt our baby? You You planned this from the start. She collapsed against my chest.

All the fight draining out of her instantly. She could feel it. My aura was blazing like the sun now. Impossibly dense and powerful. Her eyes went wide.

You broke through again. Yep. I told you. As long as wifey long you gives it her all. Your husband reaching Grandmaster is just a matter of time. I tapped her nose gently. She went quiet.

All that shame and anger, which had been boiling over just seconds ago, slowly settled down as the reality of my power level sank in. If she could really witness a 20-year-old become a grandmaster, standing right beside him as it happened, then having his baby.

Fine. She'd accept it. She suddenly hugged me back tight. Her eyes turned deadly sharp. Chuni, remember this.

You've taken everything from me. If you can't become a Grandmaster, if you can't shield us from Grandmaster Yao<unk>s rage, I will haunt you even as a ghost forever. I looked into those fierce ice blue eyes and smiled. Relax, shall you?

Wifey. Grandmaster Yao won't<unk>t be a threat much longer. 65.2% and climbing. His son was fish food. His investigation was hitting dead ends. And every night while he sat in his luxury sweet crushing furniture and screaming at subordinates, I was in his rivals

training room getting stronger at a speed that would make gods jealous. The countdown was on and I was winning. At the investigation division's records room, some young analyst was staring at his screen like he'd just seen a ghost.

Team leader, look at Chunya's level progression. Woo son dragged himself over, annoyed. What's the fuss? He's just some lucky rookie. No, sir. Look.

The analyst's finger was literally shaking. Two months ago, pre-warrior. Half a month ago, certified two star. 4 days ago, certified three star with mid-tier punch force. And that's not even the weird part. He swallowed. Our surveillance team says when he walked

out of Inspector Long's training room earlier, the bloodqi he accidentally leaked made our observer feel suppressed. That is not three star energy. Woos eyes shrank to pinpoints.

his brain kicked into overdrive. That kind of growth rate meant one of two things. Either this kid was a once in a millennium freak, or he was hiding some kind of heaven-defying treasure. But more importantly, Wu son was a man on a

deadline. Grandmaster Yao's patience was running out. If he didn't produce a suspect soon, he would be the one eating that Grandmaster level fury evidence.

Who needed evidence? He just needed someone suspicious and abnormal enough to throw at Grandmaster Yao<unk>s feet.

His eyes went cold and calculating. One hour later, Penthouse sweet. Wu son knelt before Grandmaster Yao, presenting a rush report with trembling hands and barely contained excitement. My lord, we found something. This new warrior named Chuni. His performance during the gold

mountain battle was extremely abnormal. His power growth completely defies martial arts logic and his location overlaps heavily with where young master Yao disappeared. Grandmaster Yao looked at my upgrade chart from pre-warrior to three star in barely over a month and

his eyebrow twitched. Interesting. Pre-warrior to three star in a month. This kid's hiding more than just clues about my son. There are secrets on him.

My lord, he's been hiding in Inspector Long's private training room. She's six-star peak and very protective. Lung Yu Grandmaster Yao laughed. The kind of laugh that makes furniture explode, which it did. Every piece of solid wood in the room instantly became sawdust

under his surging purple aura. Below seven star, everyone is an ant. One Lu 10 L use. If I want someone who dare stop me, go take my personal guard. Go to L Yu<unk>s quarters. Bring that Chin Yi to me. Great. Wonderful. A seven-star

Grandmaster just personally ordered my arrest. Back at Lung Yu's training room, her phone buzzed violently. Message from Vice President Shun. One hour ago, the investigation team rush compiled a file on Chun Yi. Chin Wii move now. Lung Yu

yanked me to my feet despite her entire body being sore from training. Where? The association headquarters building.

She was throwing on armor while talking at maximum speed. Grandmaster Yao is a tyrant, but even he won't openly break rules in the main headquarters with everyone watching. And she bit her lip.

I just got an unofficial notice from the genius training camp group. A my emergency endorsement plus your insane data caught their attention. The provincial association is sending someone today. Once they arrive, you become a nationally protected talent.

The Yao family can be as powerful as they want, but they're not bigger than the country. I grabbed my fortress breaker spear and nodded. "Lead the way, shall you, wifey?" Our heavy hover car tore through South River City streets

like a dark blue lightning bolt and dove into the headquarters underground parking garage. We were out before it fully stopped. Side by side, we walked to the private elevator. In that narrow, quiet space, with nothing but the sound

of our breathing, I reached over and took her hand. She flinched, tried to pull away, but I held firm. She turned and found me looking at her with steady, calm eyes. She stopped struggling, but I could feel something she probably didn't

want me to notice. Her palm was covered in cold sweat. This woman, who'd killed people without blinking, who'd faced beast tides without flinching, was terrified. The pressure of a seven-star Grandmaster coming for us was pushing her to her limit. I squeezed her hand a

little tighter. Ding. Third floor. She ripped her hand away like she'd touched a hot stove, spun around, and hit me with the angriest glare. The we are in public glare. Then she inhaled, rebooted ice queen mode, and strutdded out of the

elevator like she owned the building. The VIP lounge was all handwoven wool carpets and premium sandalwood incense.

Sitting on the leather sofas was Vice President Shan Ruang, wearing a fitted dark blue chip pow that left very little to the imagination. She looked up elegantly when she heard us approach.

Her eyes landed on my three-star badge for exactly one second. A knowing smile appeared. You're here. Then her gaze shifted to Lung Yu voice carrying that special lazy meaningful tone that only women use with each other. How are you

doing, Shiau? As a longtime rival and best friend, Shin Ruang was reading Lung Yu like an open book. The cold exterior was the same, but those eyes had a certain glow, and her walk was a tiny bit stiff. Shinuang<unk>s gaze

pingponged between me and Lung Yu exactly once. Her internal alarm went off immediately. Had this iceberg actually been melted by this young man?

Lu dodged Shin Rouang<unk>s X-ray vision and sat on the opposite sofa, voice crisp, but urgent. When do the provincial people arrive? The investigation team is already targeting him. Grandmaster Yao could force his way in at any moment. The expedited

application went through. The supervising officer arrives today. Shin Rouang glanced at me. After all, a freak who jumped three levels in one month has those old monsters at the provincial level very interested. And right on Q, because today's schedule apparently

didn't have enough tension, a phone started ringing. Timing. It's always the timing. You know, I used to think below Grandmaster, everyone is an ant was just trash talk. Now I had a grandmaster sending his personal army to grab me, a

provincial supervisor racing to protect me, and two women with complicated feelings about me sitting in the same room. The ants were having a very eventful day. My phone rang. I raised an eyebrow, glanced at the screen, gave Lung Yu and Shan Ruang a look, and hit

speaker. Hello. Wuen<unk>s voice came through like a frozen knife, dripping with barely contained glee. Shini, where are you? Grandmaster Yao has personally issued a summons. You are suspected of direct involvement in Young Master Yao's disappearance. Report your location

immediately and submit to interrogation. Grandmaster Yao's personal order. I smiled. Superintendent Wu, the city just got through a war. Everyone's busy, but your productivity top-notch. Shut up.

Woo son screamed through the phone. Hiding behind Lyu won't help you. Grandmaster Yao says anyone who obstructs the investigation will be dealt with. I suggest you cooperate before we use force. Shin Rushwangs beautiful eyes flashed cold. She tapped

the leather armrest with one elegant finger. Her voice quiet but cutting straight through steel. Superintendent Wu, what impressive authority you have.

Dead silence on the other end. Wuan clearly did not expect the vice president to be sitting right there.

Vice. Vice President Shin, his bravado deflated instantly. But with Grandmaster Yao behind him, he puffed himself back up. Vice President, this is Grandmaster Yao<unk>s private order. Shun Yi is highly suspicious and must be brought in. Brought where? Shin Rouang<unk>s

laugh. Could have frozen boiling water. This is the South River Marshall Association headquarters. Mr. Shan Yi is currently here as our association's special class talent awaiting review by provincial experts. Grandmaster Yao may have high status, but inside the

association even he follows the rules. Woo choked. Lung, you grab the phone voice so cold actual frost might have formed on the microphone. You want to arrest someone in this building? Fine.

Bring a headquarters administrative enforcement order. Otherwise, have Grandmaster Yao tell me himself. Wu son, if you dare come take him by force, I cannot guarantee you'll walk out of this building alive. Click. She hung up and tossed the phone on the table like

garbage. Then she turned to me, worry flickering behind her eyes for half a second before she covered it with attitude. What are you staring at?

You're quite the hot commodity now. Even grand masters are thinking about you. I grinned. Watching these two top tier women of South River City team up to verbally destroy people on my behalf.

This was the most comfortable I'd felt all week. Both of you teach. Cough. Teachers are so kind to me. This student truly doesn't know how to repay you.

Shinuang gave me a look that said, I see everything. Then her gaze slid to Lu's slightly redear tips and she sighed softly. Indeed, hard to repay. Shiau here has bet her entire career on you.

But Chuni, you were remarkably calm just now on that call. You must be quite confident in your own strength, sharp woman. She'd noticed that when Grandmaster was mentioned, my bloodqi didn't waver even a fraction. No fear, no spike, nothing. That kind of mental

stability isn't normal even for five-star warriors. Lady, you have no idea how calm I am right now. Meanwhile, Wu son was standing frozen with a dead phone in his hand, knuckles white, face the color of spoiled milk. Sitting next

to him was a mountain of a man. Gray tank top, arms like they were forged in a weapons factory, crisscrossed with horrifying scars. The blood smell radiating off this guy was thick enough to taste. This was Iron Butcher Lan,

Grandmaster Yao's right hand. Six-star Peak Warrior, South River City's most feared killer. Li Jean<unk>s eyes cut into Wu<unk>s sun like rusty blades.

Well, where is he? Wuen<unk>s forehead was dripping. Lordly, the kid is hiding on the third floor VIP area of association headquarters. That crazy woman Lung Yu is there. And worse, Vice President Shin Ruang showed up, too.

They're claiming he needs to stay for some provincial talent selection review. They won't hand him over. Shinwang Li Jan laughed. Cold, ugly. He stood up and his muscles made actual cracking sounds like someone loading a gun made of meat.

He grabbed the massive alloy cleaver leaning against the wall. The Grandmaster's son is missing. That's the biggest deal there is. Talent selection, special class. In front of the Grandmaster's rage, all of that is garbage. Woos son shrank into his

collar. Lordly, that I asked the headquarters building. If we force our way in publicly, the provincial authorities provincial. Ljan looked at him sideways, mouth twisted into a cruel grin. Who even knows if this provincial selection is real? Besides, Grandmaster

Yao<unk>s connections at the provincial level are stronger. Move out, everyone. We're going to headquarters to collect our guest. I don't believe Shin Ruang and Lung Yu would actually go to war with a Grandmaster over some random kid.

He stormed out and over a dozen elite Yao family warriors fell in behind him like a kill squad. Weapons drawn, murder energy cranked to maximum, heading straight for us. Back in the VIP lounge, Shin Ruang turned to Lung Yu. If Wu Son

dared call at a time like this, Grandmaster Yao<unk>s patience is gone. Li Jan is probably already on his way.

Lung Yu gripped her spear, face like a blizzard. If Iron Butcher tries to start something in this building, I'll teach him that the Yao family doesn't own South River City yet. I sat on the sofa, feeling the tiger leopard thunder sound

roaring through my veins. I glanced toward the elevator. He's here. The moment I said it, the entire building trembled slightly. A savage, overwhelming aura was rocketing up the elevator shaft. Ding! The elevator door slid open on the third floor. A wave of

murderous blood soaked killing intent poured through the gap like a damn breaking, flooding the entire lounge.

The first one out was Lie, built like an iron tower. Each step he took made the reinforced floor grown under the carpet.

He was doing it on purpose. power move. Behind him, Wu Sun and over a dozen fully armed Yao family elites fanned out across the lounge, forming a battle line opposite our little couch area. Vice President Shan, Inspector Long, long

time no see. His grally voice scraped the air like sandpaper on steel, but he wasn't looking at either woman. Those bloodshot hawk eyes locked straight past them and landed on me, sitting on my leather sofa, legs crossed, completely

relaxed. He looked at me the way a butcher looks at a lamb on the chopping block. Buddy, you have no idea which one of us is the lamb. Ljan, this is the headquarters lobby. Put your killing intent away. Shinwangu picked up her

teacup and blew on it like she was at a spa, not a standoff. Are you really going to violate association regulations in front of everyone? Don't pull rank on me, Shin Ruang. Li Jean slammed his massive cleaver into the floor. Crack.

Marble tiles split in every direction. The Grandmaster's only son is missing and the suspect is sitting right there on your sofa. And you want to talk about rules? He whipped his head toward Lung Yu, eyes full of greed and menace. Lung

Yu, you're protecting this kid pretty hard. Even pulling out this special talent selection excuse. Let me be clear. I'm taking this boy today. Anyone who gets in my way is picking a fight with Grandmaster Yao himself. Lung Yu

stood up slowly. Her body was taught as a drawn bow. Faint thunder humming across her skin. Excuse? She snorted, looking at Li Jean like she was measuring him for a coffin. Li Jean, you've been the Yao family's dog so

long, you actually think South River City belongs to them. Chini is my student and a registered priority cultivation target. You have zero paperwork and you want to drag him away by force. The temperature in the room dropped to absolute zero. Wu son was

cowering behind Li Jean, watching two Six-Star Peak Warriors auras collide overhead, sweating through his entire uniform. And me, I put down my water glass. My eyes swept the room casually, past the standoff, past the armed goons, and landed on a side door behind Shin

Ruang. Vice President Shan, the provincial supervisor who's been watching this show from back there, don't you think it's time they came out?

Everyone froze. Shin Rushwangs teacup paused midsip. Lung you blinked then laughter deep booming full of thunder.

Huh kid. Not only does your power grow fast, but that perception even I'm tempted to take you as a disciple. The heavy soundproof side door swung open and outstrolled an old man. Gray cloth clothes washed so many times they'd

faded to near white. Simple cloth shoes, hands behind his back. He looked like somebody's grandpa heading to the park to play chess. But with every step he took closer, Li's savage, bloodthirsty aura shrank, like someone was deflating a balloon rapidly, pathetically. Elder,

ElderQin, Li Jean went sheet white. His hand was shaking so hard on his cleaver, it was practically vibrating. Shin Ruang and Lung Yu exchanged a glance, stood up together, and bowed, "Greetings, Elder Chin." Elder Chin Shan waved them off.

Don't bother with formalities. He walked straight to me and looked me up and down with those cloudy but secretly laser sharp old eyes. After a long moment, he stroked his beard and smiled. Lung Yu's report said you jumped three levels in a

month. I didn't believe it, but just now watching you sit perfectly calm while Lan blasted killing intent at you. That mental fortitude alone. Group A is lucky to have you. Then he turned, gave Li Jean a sideways glance, and spoke with

the kind of casual authority that makes seven star grand masters shut up and sit down. Li Jean, go tell Yao Guang Yuan, "This young man, I'm protecting him until the selection trials are over. If anyone touches a hair on his head, don't

blame me for being univilized." He pressed one wrinkled palm lightly into the air. Boom! Leon, the Iron Butcher, six-star peak terror of South River City, flew backward like he'd been struck by lightning, legs buckling uncontrollably, and coughed up a massive

spray of blood. He wiped his mouth with trembling hands. All that fearsome killer energy gone, replaced by the body language of a scared puppy who just peed on the wrong rug. Because Elder Chin Shan wasn't just some provincial

bureaucrat. He was the head of the Shan Jang Provincial Marshall Association. Chairman of the Provincial Genius Camp Committee, Ninstar Grandmaster.

Grandmaster Yao was sevenstar. Scary, sure, but in front of a nine-star who controlled the entire province's marshall resources. That man had to bow his head and say, "Yes, sir. Elder Chin is absolutely right. Lie was foolish.

Leaving now. Leaving right now." The iron butcher hunched over like a beaten dog, grabbed his oversized cleaver, and practically sprinted into the elevator with every Yao family warrior cramming in behind him. Wu son tried to slink away in the chaos. Superintendent Wu,

where do you think you're going? Shan Rouang<unk>s voice cracked across the room like a whip. Association enforcers materialized from both sides and grabbed Wuen's shoulders. Vice President Shan, I was just following orders. Following orders? Whose orders? The association's

transfer process wasn't even completed, and you brought armed men to storm the VIP area. Shin Rouang smiled like a shark. Perfect timing, actually. We've been auditing internal affairs lately.

Your file has many interesting items. We<unk>ll go through them one by one. Take him. Wu son was dragged away screaming. Bye-bye, Hooknos. Should have picked a better boss. The room went quiet. ElderQin stood with his hands behind his back, completely unbothered

by the political drama. He was a nin-star grandmaster. People like Wu Sun and Li Jean were less than insects to him. He turned to me and those cloudy eyes suddenly became twin search lights boring straight through my body. Hm. His

relaxed expression shifted to genuine shock. He actually rubbed his eyes like he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

That's not right. He looked at me then at Lung Yu. His voice came out shaky with disbelief. Shiaoyu, your report said he certified three star half a month ago. Estimated current level five-star initial. Lung Yu stood to the

side watching this legendary old monster get his mind blown and couldn't help the tiny proud smile pulling at her lips.

Elder Chen, I believe your golden eyes have spotted something unexpected. I figured at this point trying to hide from a Ninstar Grandmaster was like trying to hide an elephant behind a chopstick. So I smiled, let the tiger leopard thunder sound pulse once, and

released my real aura. A wave of bloodqi pressure, denser, heavier, and more refined than anything Li had put out, rolled through the room. The air instantly felt like it weighed three times more. I bowed respectfully.

ElderQin, I originally planned to meet you as a five-star warrior, but just yesterday, teacher Lung Yu<unk>s guidance was so profound that this student accidentally broke through to six star. Six-star. Shin Rushwangs teacup shattered in her grip. Crack!

Boiling tea ran down her fingers and she didn't even notice. Elder Chin froze solid. His beard was literally trembling. "You, what did you say?" Six-star. He crossed the distance in one step, grabbed my wrist with bony fingers and sent his perception inside. 1

second, 2 seconds. His fingers recoiled. His eyes were tsunamis of shock. This thunder sound frequency your gene development really is above 60%. He spun to Lung Yu voice cracking. Lung Wui, are you telling me you taught this? A

six-star peak warrior produced a six-star student. In two months, Lung Yu<unk>s face went pink. She looked away, voice dropping to a mumble. I told you he's just talented. I merely guided him along. Inside her head, of course, I

taught him day and night. Especially night. Elder Chen threw his head back and laughed so hard the motion sensor lights on the entire floor started flickering. Good, good, good. I thought coming to South River City and finding a

five-star prodigy would make the trip worthwhile, but this. He slapped my shoulder with a palm that could probably crack mountains. Eyes blazing with the kind of excitement I'd only ever seen on a kid opening presents. I smiled humbly.

Inside, my system was purring. Six-star verified by a Ninstar Grandmaster. National protection status incoming.

Grandmaster Yao's goons running home with their tails between their legs. and Lung Yu standing in the background trying so hard not to look proud while internally taking full credit for my education. Technically accurate just not in the way ElderQ is imagining. Even

though ElderQ was basically already sold, the man was thorough. He dragged me into the official testing room for a full body examination. Shinwang, Lung Yu, and the old man himself all watched.

Boom! The force target lit up. Punch force 6,100 kg. Shin ruang forgot how to breathe for a second. Elderqin nodded happily. Good, good. Then came bone density, cell activity, blood chief flow rate. Every single number came back screaming. This guy is real. Shinwang

was standing off to the side looking like someone had told her gravity was optional now. She'd handled countless powerful warriors as vice president, but a guy who certified three star last week and was now punching at six-star levels.

That's not talent. That's a glitch in the matrix. ElderQing got really serious after that. He pulled up every file that existed on me. High school physical test videos, graduation photos, even my orphanage medical records. He spent ages comparing my current eye patterns and

bone structure ratios against the old data. No cosmetic surgery traces. Bone age confirmed at 20 years. No band substance residue in his bloodqi. He set down the data pad and exhaled like a man who just watched a UFO land in his

backyard. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe it.

Without any spiritual awakening, purely through physical evolution alone reaching this speed. Unprecedented. Truly unprecedented. Then he turned to me and his face went dead serious. Chen Yi, group A is meaningless for you now.

I'm applying for group S. Group S? Shin Ruang and L Yu shouted at the same time.

Lung Yu<unk>s heart nearly punched through her rib cage. Group S was the most elite national program. Every member was being groomed as a future war god. They got the country's absolute highest tier resources. And normally S-group picked from the top three of

group A. After a full selection process, nobody got a direct application. Elder Chin, the S-group quota isn't. Shan Ruang started. He waved her off. I know.

This year, Shan Jang Province has three Sgroup slots and they were filled half a month ago. But rules are for normal situations, and this kid is not a normal situation. Someone's giving up their seat. He looked at me, a testing glint

in his eye. Cheni. The national requirement for S group is simple, undefeable within your rank. Come with me to the provincial capital headquarters. The three kids currently holding those slots are top tier geniuses from the province's three most

powerful Marshall families. All six-star, all raised on the best gene serums and secret family techniques since birth. If you can beat any one of them in a public challenge, that sgroup slot is yours. His eyes flashed with authority. Once you're in sg groupoup,

forget one grandmaster. Yao, 10 of him wouldn't dare touch you without evidence. You'd be a national strategic asset. Attacking you would be attacking the country's foundation, and whoever does that dies. I listened to all of this while feeling the tiger leopard

thunder sound roaring through my veins. No pressure, just boiling excitement. I nodded calmly. Since ElderQin thinks so highly of me, I'll go take that slot.

Lungu watched me being all cool and collected, and I could practically see the mixture of pride and worry swirling in her eyes. Her little troublemaker was about to go kick three hornets nests at once, and each of those hornets came

from families with deeper pockets than some small countries. Excellent. That's the spirit. ElderQin laughed like thunder. You have 1 hour to handle personal business. Then you leave with me for the provincial capital. 1 hour.

That's it. 1 hour to say goodbye to everything in South River City. Go ahead. I need to prepare transfer paperwork. ElderQin waved me off, then turned to Shun Ruang. Vice President Shun, classify all of Chunya's South River City files as top secret level.

Anyone who tries to access them without my authorization gets reported directly to the provincial association.

Understood, Elder Chin. I looked at L Yu. Teacher L Yu. She'd snapped back into her cold, professional exterior, but the deep layer underneath was radiating a thousand unspoken warnings and worries. "I'll walk you out," she said quickly. Shin Ruang watched us

leave together with a knowing smile that could write novels. ElderQin stared at us for a long moment, too. ElderQin, what are you looking at? Shin Ruang couldn't help asking. The old man chuckled and said nothing. Young people's love affairs weren't an old

man's business, but a youth and she's his teacher. Tsk tsk. In the elevator, Lyu dropped the act and whispered urgently, "Those three in the provincial capital are from the Xiao, Shien, and Sun families. The province's three strongest Marshall dynasties. They've

been drinking top grade gene serums since they could crawl, and practicing secret family techniques since they could walk. Do not underestimate them." I grabbed her cold little hand and grinned. Teacher, honestly, I'm more worried about you. Stay home. Be good.

And remember to train hard. Her face went red. She ripped her hand away. Get lost. Go see your wife. Top floor penthouse. Suching was sitting outside the gravity room sipping a purple crystal nutrient solution when I walked in. Husband. She jumped up in surprise.

I pulled her into my arms, chin resting on her head. Wifey, change of plans. The provincial association chairman, ElderQen, came personally. He's taking me to the provincial capital for sgroup selection in the genius training camp sroup. She didn't know the details, but

provincial chairman told her everything she needed to know. This was a massive deal. Are you leaving soon? Her eyes were full of things she didn't want to say. 1 hour. This isn't just an opportunity. It's our shield. Once I'm

in sgroup, even a grandmaster would think twice before coming after me. She didn't cry, didn't make a scene. She took a deep breath, stepped back, and went straight to the bedroom to pack.

Clean clothes, tactical supplies, high-grade nutrient shots stuffed into my bag. The provincial capital is complicated. If you can solve it with fists, don't waste time arguing. But don't let anyone push you around either.

She was muttering advice while zipping up the bag. My heart melted a little. I hugged her from behind, big hand resting on her slightly rounded belly. Wifey, I'll have purple crystal nutrient solutions delivered every month. Don't save them. Use them. Train hard. If

anything happens in South River City, contact Inspector Lung Yu or Vice President Shin Ruang immediately. She turned around and kissed my cheek. Don't worry, I'll take care of myself and the baby, but if you come back without that

slot, you're kneeling on the washboard. Ha. Not only am I getting that slot, I'm going to build a whole empire for you and our kid up there. One hour. Two women's worried faces. One unborn baby.

One ninstar escort. Three elite geniuses waiting to get their worlds rearranged. Provincial capital, here I come. Time to show the top of the food chain what a systemowered orphan with two cultivation boosting wives can do. 1 hour later.

Rooftop of the Marshall Association building. A sleek silver supersonic jet called the Aurora was sitting there looking like something out of a sci-fi movie, engines humming with barely contained power. Elder Chen stood at the cabin door, cape flapping dramatically

in the wind because of course nine-star Grand Masters have capes. I showed up exactly on time, spear on my back, black armor on, looking like a weapon that someone forgot to put a sheath on. All sorted. Elder Chen smiled. All sorted,

then let's go. He stepped into the cabin. Kid, every old monster at the provincial headquarters has already heard. I'm bringing back some pigs slaughtering genius from the bonus.

They're all stretching their necks, waiting to laugh. You'd better make me look good. The engine screamed. The jet ripped through the clouds like a white laser beam, heading straight for Lyn Jang City, the political and marshall center of Shan Province. Inside the

cabin, the vibrations were smoothed to near nothing by fancy shock absorbers. Just a soft hum. I closed my eyes and dove into my system. Remaining development points. 16. Azure dragon spear stages one to six proficient.

Overlord spear stages 1 to six proficient. Cloud-piercing thrust stages 1 to six proficient. Mountain river shield sword stages 1 to six proficient.

All four of my top combat techniques were at proficient, which sounds decent until you realize that I'd originally had stage one at mastered, but after loading the full sixstage versions, the proficiency got spread thin for what I was about to do. Proficient wasn't going

to cut it. System, how much to bring Azure Dragon Spear to perfected. Ding. Proficient to mastered, three points.

Mastered to perfected, six points. Total, nine points. Confirm. Confirmed. Zero hesitation. Ding. Nine development points consumed. Azure Dragon Spear.

Stages 1 to six. Upgraded to perfected. Remaining points. Seven. Boom. My brain detonated. A tsunami of spear knowledge crashed into every neuron I owned.

Technique insights, power angles, breathing synchronization, and something deeper. The faintest whisper of spear intent. That mysterious quality that turns a weapon into an extension of your soul. I fell into what felt like a timeless space. Alone, practicing spear

forms and ocean tides for a hundred years. Thrusting at mountaintops and howling winds for a hundred years.

Slaughtering through battlefields for a hundred years. Every thrust, every sweep, every block. Refined from clumsy to perfect, then from perfect to something beyond perfect. Back to simplicity. The kind of simplicity that only comes after mastering everything.

My muscle fibers actually reorganized themselves. Micro adjustments to match the absolute optimal spear wielding body structure. Ooh. I opened my eyes. A flash of dark gold light stre across my pupils, so sharp that the alloy cabin wall across from me actually trembled. I

was sitting completely still, but the feeling I gave off had changed. I wasn't just a warrior anymore. I was a divine spear planted in the clouds. One thrust and dragons flee. Elder Chen, who'd been meditating in the seat ahead, snapped

his eyes open and stared at me. This kid, why does his aura feel different again? A minute ago, I'd felt like a sharp, flashy blade. Now there was something ancient and vast layered on top, like a monster that had been

cultivating for centuries. Did he have another epiphany on the plane? In 30 minutes, his eye twitched. No way.

Absolutely no way. Yes way. 3 hours later, the aurora swept over a glittering river. Ahead, a city several times larger than South River City rose from the earth like a steel jungle. Lyn Jang City, provincial capital. The jet

landed on the private pad at top the provincial marshall association tower. Shuni ready. Elderqin stood in the wind, hands behind his back. I gripped my fortress breaker spear. Felt the harmony between weapon and body. That beautiful resonance of man and spear becoming one.

Elder Chen, you should be asking if my opponents are ready. Huh? I love the arrogance. He led me down to the fifth floor, the genius training grounds.

Before the door even opened, I could feel it. Multiple auras seeping through the cracks. Every single one was at least five-star peak. Several were six-star or above. Ding. The alloy doors slid apart for football. Fields of solid alloy flooring stretched before me. The

ambient spiritual energy was so thick it was practically fog. Over a dozen young warriors in expensive custom armor were sparring or running tests on high-tech equipment. Each exchange creating visible shock waves in the air. The second Elder Chen and I stepped in,

everything stopped. Every single sound. A dozen razor-sharp gazes snapped to me like targeting lasers. Assessment.

Hostility. territorial aggression. They who let the stray in look. Elderqen, greetings, chairman. These insufferably arrogant geniuses instantly became polite puppies when they saw the old man bowing, cupping fists. Very respectful.

Then they looked at me and the politeness evaporated like morning dew in a furnace. A nearly 2 m tall mountain of muscle carrying a giant Axe spotted my three-star badge and burst out laughing. Elder Chen, this is the

emergency approved genius. You're parachuting into S-group from South River City. Three star. He hefted his ax, dripping contempt from every pore.

Elder Chen, you can't be serious. The janitor here is probably above three star. The whole room erupted in laughter. These were the cream of group A, provincial elites. Five-star minimum, battle tested. To them, a threestar nobody from a backwater city was a

punchline. ElderQin didn't even blink. He just looked at the big guy calmly. Xiao Kuang Kuang. Since you think three star isn't worth watching, how about you go first? Test his weight for us. Ax Boy's grin widened. All teeth. Gladly. I

just hope I don't accidentally chop your genius in half. Elder Cheen ignored him and looked toward the deepest part of the arena. Three figures sat there. Two men, one woman. They hadn't joined the mockery. Hadn't even stood up. Around

them was an invisible vacuum of presence. The aura field of sgroup elites that kept everyone else at a respectful distance. Xiao and Shin of the Xiao family, Shin Yutang of the Chin family, and Sun Ming Dai of the Sun

family. Every single one had gene development above 60%. Solid six-star warriors. The strongest Xiao Koen Xian felt like a bottomless abyss, probably touching six-star peak already. Shen Yi, look carefully. Elder Chen pointed at the three of them. "Beat any one of them

and your s-group. Lose and you go back to South River City to slaughter pigs." I nodded. My spear hummed. A faint dragon song that made the surrounding air quiver with perfected azure dragon spear flowing through my veins. These

so-called geniuses look like they were made of glass. Every flaw, every weak point, every gap in their defense, every stutter in their blood chi circulation, I could see all of it. It was like being a maxle endgame boss who'd accidentally

wandered into the tutorial zone and found a bunch of level one elites hopping around thinking they were tough.

No need to pick. I carried my spear at an angle and walked to the center of the arena. My eyes skipped right over the loudmouth axe boy and landed directly on the 3s group members sitting in the back. My voice was calm, cold, and

carried to every corner of that four football field arena. Fighting one at a time is too slow. All three of you come at me together. Dead. Silence. Even the spiritual energy fog seemed to freeze.

Somewhere in the back, Axboy's jaw hit the floor so hard it probably cracked the alloy tiles. Elder Chen, standing behind me with his hands behind his back, was grinning like a kid who' just lit the biggest firecracker in the box.

Three star badge, six-star power, perfected spear art, and absolutely zero chill. Provincial capital. Let me introduce myself. My name is Chuni and I didn't come here to participate. I came here to take over. The training ground went so quiet you could hear a leaf

scraping across the alloy floor. Every frozen smile on every a group genius's face was a work of art. Axo Xiao Kuang Kuang<unk>s jaw was hanging open like a broken mailbox. And those three soup elites who'd been sitting like statues,

they finally looked up, eyes cold enough to freeze fire. Because yeah, I just told three of the province's most powerful six-star geniuses to fight me at the same time while wearing a three-star badge. Interesting. Xiao and Shin stood up, grabbed his spear, eyes

radiating murder. Some hick from South River City. You figure if you lose a threeon-one, it sounds better than a regular loss. Elder Chen was standing off to the side, and I caught him staring at my spear grip. His pupils

shrank. He'd noticed it. The way I held my weapon now had that oneness, quality, man and spear sharing the same breath.

The mark of a perfected technique. I could practically hear his brain shortcircuiting. There's no way this kid's spear work is that good. It was, but he'd find out soon enough. Now, the sgroup trio's reactions to my challenge were entertaining. Sun Mangdai, the only

girl, porcelain doll pretty, gave me one disgusted glance and said exactly two words. childish. Then she turned around in a swirl of lavender cape and walked to the rest area. Didn't even waste a full sentence on me. In her mind, I was

just some attention-seeking baby trying to make a name with a stunt. She and Yutong let out one contemptuous snort, patted his absurdly expensive custom silver armor, and strolled toward the gravity training room without a single glance in my direction, getting my hands

dirty on some clueless idiot. People would laugh at me for years. And just like that, two out of three S-group geniuses walked away, which left Ziao Cu and Shin standing there alone, looking like he'd bitten into a lemon. His

internal struggle was visible. Both his teammates had pieced out to protect their reputations. Was he, the strongest of the three, heir to the mighty Xiao family, supposed to publicly beat up a three-star nobody from the sticks? When and nobody's impressed, get scratched

even once, and he'd never live it down. He was about to wave someone else forward when his cousin Xiao Kuang Kuang exploded. "How dare you?" Ax Boy pointed at my nose, howling like a wounded bear.

"What do you think you are? You want to get destroyed? I'll do it myself." His five-star peak aura erupted like a volcano. I didn't even look at him.

Instead, I turned to Elder Chen. Calm, polite. Elder Chen, if I beat this big guy, do I get the S-group slot? Elder Chen barely held back his laughter. No, rules are rules. Only defeating one of the S-group three earns you a spot. I

nodded, glanced sideways at the raging axe mountain. Then looked past him at the retreating backs of Sun Mang Dai and Shiny Yu Tong and at Xiao and Shin, who was clearly about to slip away, too.

Then I raised my voice so it carried to every corner of that fouroot field arena. If beating him doesn't count, why would I bother? But Elder Chen, you saw what just happened. I challenged all three of them. And these so-called

S-group geniuses couldn't run away fast enough. Not one had the guts to accept. My eyes locked onto Elder Chen like laser beams. They're scared. They're panicking. A bunch of cowards who lost their nerve before a single punch was

thrown. What right do they have to occupy sgroup seats? Elder Chen, since none of them dare fight me, I should just directly replace one of them. That seems reasonable, right? The arena detonated. What the did he just He

challenged three people. Nobody responded and he's spinning it as them being scared. That's the most disgusting logic I've ever heard. But it's kind of genius though. Elder Chin burst out laughing, looking at me with undisguised admiration. This kid wasn't just strong.

His psychological warfare game was S tier 2. The retreating Chin Yutong and Sun Mingai both froze midstep. Shiny Yutong<unk>s whole body went rigid. He considered himself cultured and refined.

Nobody had ever called him a coward to his face in front of the entire provincial training camp. What did you just say? An ent calling us afraid. Sun Mangdai also stopped. She didn't speak, but the low pressure zone around her

dropped another 10°. This porcelain doll was not happy. And Xiaoin, he actually let out a helpless laugh. This three-star punk was evil. He'd put them in a perfect lose-lose trap. Don't fight. Then the whole province hears that sgroup ran from a three-star

challenger fight. Then you're bullying someone two tiers below you and even winning looks pathetic. Absolutely diabolical. Elder Chen was practically glowing with pride. The more he watched me operate, the more he liked what he saw. Bold, vicious, brilliant. This was

the successor material he'd been looking for. ElderQin turned to the fuming Xiao Kuang Kuang with a mischievous glint.

Kuang Kuang, it seems our friend Shin Yi doesn't think a five-star peak is worth his time. How about this? You go up first, representing the Xiao family, and if he finishes you in two or three moves, Elder Chin's gaze shifted

meaningfully to Xiao Kuian. The message was clear. If your cousin gets demolished, you're next, whether you like it or not. With the entire arena watching, Ziao Kuang Kuang<unk>s face turned crimson. He roared and stomped.

Boom! The reinforced alloy floor cracked into a spiderweb pattern under his foot. He launched himself at me like a black tornado. That massive battle axe screaming through the air with enough force to split a mountain. Aimed straight at my skull. The sheer pressure

pushed every spectating a group warrior several steps backward. I stood there clothes flapping in the ax wind. Didn't move an inch. shook my head too slow with perfected azure dragon spear running through every fiber of my being.

That axe coming at my head looked like it was moving through pudding. I flicked my wrist. My spear, which had been hanging casually at my side like a bored snake, suddenly came alive. A high-pitched dragon's cry split the air.

No dodge, no retreat. I just poked. One single thrust. The most casual, effortless poke in the history of combat. But that poke arrived first.

Before his axe reached me, my spear tip was already pressing against the exact junction where the ax blade met the handle. The weakest, most unstable point on any heavy weapon. Ting. One crystal clear note of metal on metal. Xiao Kuang

Kuang felt it immediately. A vibration so violent it traveled up through his ax handle and into his skeleton like he just bodys slammed a sleeping dragon.

Tiger leopard thunder sound howled through my spear. His armbbones made a cracking noise that made everyone in the arena wsece. Splirt blood sprayed from his mouth. His enormous body, all 2 m and several hundred lb of muscle, lifted

off the ground like a leaf in a hurricane. He flew backward dozens of meters, crashed into the arena's protective barrier, and slid down like a wet towel. One thrust. One, a five-star peak warrior from the mighty Xiao family. Didn't even make me shift my

feet. Silence, the kind that is weight. His giant ax, hundreds of pounds of alloy, clattered to the floor. The echo rang for a long, long time. The man himself was unconscious before he stopped sliding. Every single a group

genius swallowed hard at the exact same time. The mockery in their eyes gone, replaced by raw, unfiltered terror. One thrust, instant KO on a five-star peak warrior. A three star did that. Even Xiao Ko and Shian, the strongest person

here, couldn't have done it that cleanly. I slowly lowered my spear, tip angled toward the ground. Casual, relaxed, like I just swatted a mosquito that was bothering me. Then I turned to face the 3S group geniuses. Their faces

priceless. Absolutely priceless. Sun Minga<unk>s cold, superior eyes showed genuine caution for the first time.

Shini Yutong<unk>s contemptuous smirk had vanished. His lips were pressed tight, and the hands behind his back were trembling. Xiao Koen<unk>s mouth was literally hanging open. Only someone at their level could truly understand what I'd just done. That wasn't just a

strong hit. That was perfect control of force, timing, and spear intent. Total domination on every axis. Is this the provincial standard? My voice wasn't loud, but it reached every corner of the arena. That guy was too weak. Wasted my

energy and everyone's time. I looked across all three of their faces, then settled on Xiao Kenshin. Smiled. My offer still stands. One at a time is boring. All three of you together. Let's go. Even after watching me delete Xiao

Kuang Kuang in one move, this challenge still made everyone's heart skip a beat. Because those three were real six-star warriors, not five-star peak, six-star.

Elder Chen's cloudy eyes were practically sparking with excitement. Since you insist on fighting all three, he turned to the trio, voice dropping to pure ice and authority. Xiao Xian Shin Yu Tong Sunming, the person I personally brought here is calling you cowards to

your faces. Are you going to just stand there? Or should I officially announce that the entire Sgroup surrenders and vacate your slots right now? That did it. This is too much. Shiny Yuong exploded forward like silver lightning, landing in the arena. You want to die so

badly? I'll arrange it. Sunming Dai moved next, shield and blade in hand, eyes like frozen daggers, her body flickering in and out of visibility like a ghost. Xiao and Shin took a deep breath. Family honor was on the line. No

retreat. He drew his jet black heavy spear from his back. The tip scraped the ground, throwing off a trail of sparks.

3s group geniuses, the province's absolute elite standing in triangle formation. Me locked in the center.

What's your name? Xiaoin<unk>s pressure hit me like a tidal wave. Three of us against one. You should feel honored.

Names are just labels. I held my spear one-handed, twirled at once. A perfect lazy circle in the air and planted the butt end on the ground. Just remember, after today, sgroup is under new management. Arrogant, Chiian Yuong snapped first. His fighting style was

all about speed and burst damage. Twin blades became two silver streaks, sealing off every escape angle I had.

Nine layer thunderill, a top tier combat technique. The same style used by the legendary war god, Lindong, who held the record for fastest S-class beast elimination. Shinyong had modeled his entire fighting identity after this man.

His blades filled the air with knife shadows so fast the human eye literally could not track them. Simultaneously, Sun-Mia's beautiful frame flickered, shield angled, footwork ghostly. Her long blade snaked toward the blind spot under my ribs like a venomous serpent.

And in the center, Ziao and Shin stable as a volcano about to erupt. Heavy spear held horizontal, watching, waiting. The moment I showed a crack, he'd deliver the killing blow. Three six-star geniuses, perfect coordination, triangle lockdown. Against all of this, I did the

most disrespectful thing possible. I didn't move backward. Didn't even raise my spear to block. Azure dragon claw tiger leopard thunder sound dropped to its lowest, densest frequency. Hip twist. Spear thrust. This thrust wasn't faster than Shian Tong<unk>s blades.

Wasn't heavier than Xiaoin spear. But the moment it left my hand, both Chin Yutong and Sun Mangdai felt something impossible. like the entire space around them was collapsing inward, sucked toward my spear tip. Perfected Azure Dragon spear. Ting, ting, ting, ting,

ting. An avalanche of metal impacts rang through the arena. My spear became a storm of phantom images. Each thrust landed precisely on the intersection point where Chian Yuangs twin blades crossed, the spot where his technique was weakest, shattering his thunderfast

combos into sparks. Each thrust also deflected Sun Mingia's snake- like blade attacks at the last possible millimeter.

I stood in one spot, didn't move my feet. Three meters in every direction became my absolute territory. An untouchable zone of perfect defense.

Three six-star geniuses attacking with everything they had. And I was standing still, handling all of them with one spear, looking like I was doing light cardio. The A group gallery had stopped breathing entirely. ElderQeen was grinning. So wide his beard was in

danger. Somewhere in the back of my mind, a thought floated by. Perfected level techniques might have been the best nine points I ever spent. How is this possible? Shin Yutong<unk>s face was pure horror. His pride and joy speed

against my spear. It was like watching a toddler try to slap a kung fu master.

Every single strike, every angle, every powerpoint, I knew where it was going before he did. Time to stop playing defense. My turn. I opened my eyes wide and let out one sharp bark. Tiger leopard thunder sound fused with azure

dragon spear intent. Boom. My spear, which had been calmly swatting away attacks like a bored librarian shoeing flies, suddenly went berserk. I became the dragon. Not metaphorically. My body flowed with the spear like we shared one nervous system. And instead of blocking,

I charged forward into all three of them. Overlord spear sweeping thousand armies. My spear carved a massive fan-shaped arc across half the arena.

Retreat. Xiaoin's face went white. He felt it. Enough destructive power in that sweep to flatten a building. Too late. The coverage was too wide. The speed was too fast. Bang. Bang. Shiny Tong and Sun Mang Dai couldn't even

finish raising their guards before the shockwave caught them. They flew backward like broken kites, skidding across the alloy floor for over 10 meters before jamming their weapons into the ground to stop. Only Xiao Xian was still standing. Barely break through.

Eyes bloodshot. He poured everything he had into his black heavy spear and swung it at me with the desperation of a cornered animal. Perfect. I flicked my spear from sweep to point in one liquid motion. Cloud-piercing thrust. The

ultimate single point penetration technique. Ting. Two spears collided. A visible shock wave erupted from the impact point, blasting dust away in every direction. I didn't move. Not one inch. Xiaoin. His arms were vibrating so violently it looked like he was being

electrocuted. His jet black spear now had a clear dent where mine had struck it. He stumbled backward five steps.

Each step punched a deep footprint into reinforced alloy flooring. One man, one spear against three top tier S-roup geniuses. Not only did I not lose, I dominated. The arena was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop from the

parking garage. Elder Chen was watching me from the stands and his smile had gone completely uncontrollable. This kid was that three different spear techniques fused together. Even his ancient heart was speeding up. He'd seen countless geniuses in his life. But this

this was the real thing. I leaned on my spear and gave the three pale-faced geniuses a casual glance. They were still standing technically, but the fight was over, and everyone knew it.

She's hands were shaking. His precious twin blades, supposedly indestructible, were covered in tiny chips along the edges. Every chip was where my spear had struck the exact weakest point of his blade with surgical precision. This This is what a real genius looks like. His

voice was sandpaper dry. Sun Mang Dai was staring at me with the most complex expression her porcelain face had ever produced. Her ghostly footwork that she'd spent her whole life perfecting.

My sweeping thrust had locked down every possible escape route simultaneously. That wasn't just power. That was a completely different dimension of combat understanding. 30 minutes ago, she'd called me childish and walked away. But that word tasted different now. Who? Who

are you really? Xiao Ku and Xian forced his raging bloodqi down and asked through gritted teeth. Which family trained you? He refused to believe a nobody with no background could produce this. Even the Grandmaster level elders in his own Xiao family couldn't wield a

spear this smoothly. I didn't answer him. I turned to ElderQ, cuped my fists respectfully, and said in a perfectly level voice, "Elder Chen, I'm done. Are you satisfied with the results?" Elder Chen's laughter boomed across the arena like thunder, making the stands vibrate.

He appeared in front of me in one step. Nin-Star movement speed is basically teleportation and slapped my shoulder with enough enthusiasm to crack a normal person's collarbone. Satisfied? I'm ecstatic. I've seen so-called geniuses my entire life, more than fish in a

river. But someone who's refined the Azure Dragon Spear to this level of mastery? You're the first. He turned to the three defeated warriors, voice dropping to arctic temperatures. Xiao Kuin, Shin Yutong, Sunmang Dai, do you accept the result? They looked at each

other, eyes full of bitterness and denial, but ultimately they exhaled and lowered their proud heads. We accept beaten by someone their age. Three against one. There were literally zero excuses available. Good. ElderQin nodded, then raised his voice so it

reached every corner of the arena. I hereby declare from this day forward, Chuni officially receives an S-group slot in the provincial genius training camp. Furthermore, given the absolute dominance he displayed, Shi is designated Sgroup first seat. All resource allocation. Shi gets priority.

Objections, total silence. Nobody dared breathe funny. These were people who worshiped strength. And right now, the strongest person in this building who wasn't a ninestar grandpa was the new guy with the three star badge. Cheni, come with me. Minutes later, the

chairman's office. ElderQin handed me a special ID card stamped with a golden dragon pattern. His face was dead serious. Chini, once you take this card, you're no longer just some kid from South River City. You are a priority

asset of the southern region. Your safety is tied to the next 50 years of Shanzhang province's marshall destiny.

He lowered his voice. A hint of something only I was meant to understand. As for that Yao Guang Ying, Grandmaster Yao back in South River City. Relax. I already sent him a message. From now on, if anything happens to you or your family in South

River City, I hold him personally responsible, even without evidence. I will personally disassemble his skeleton and offer it to the heavens. A nine-star Grandmaster just told a seven-star Grandmaster, "Touch my boy, and I'll use your bones as decorations." I took the

golden card, felt its cold weight, bowed with a proper marshall salute. "Thank you, Elder Chen, for protecting my path." "Protecting? Nah, I just don't like watching gems get buried in MOD," he waved dismissively. "Talk to your family and move them to the provincial

capital. You'll all be safer here." My eyes lit up. This was exactly what Su Chingga and Lung Yu needed. Understood.

I'll arrange it immediately. I pocketed the card and turned to leave. Wait. Elder Chin stopped me. A mischievous glint in his old eyes. One more thing before you go. A little welcome gift. He swiped the air and a glowing golden

electronic list materialized in front of me. This is the Scroup first seat exclusive starter package. In addition to cultivation resources worth over a 100 million credits, you can pick one special grade resource valued at up to 100 million credits. 100 million credits

for a little gift. I looked at the list, then at Elder Chen, then back at the list. Today, I walked into this building with a three-star badge and an attitude problem. I'm walking out as the most protected, best funded, highest ranked

young warrior in the entire province system. I love you. Lung use training sessions. I love you. Suchinga's quiet cultivation at home. I love you. And elder chin. You beautiful, terrifying capewearing old man. You just became my favorite person on this entire planet.

My eyes flew across that golden shopping list like a kid in the world's most dangerous candy store. Every single item would cause a blood bath if it showed up in South River City. Flowing cloud battle armor, blood chi shield that

blocks one full power hit up to seven star. Self-repairing value 99.99 million credits. Gung gold heavy sword carries any elemental force.

Armor-piercing attribute value 99.99 million credits. Cool weapons. Flashy armor. Any normal person would be drooling. But then my eyes stopped on a line of small purple text that most people would skip right over. Phantom sea purple saliva incense extracted from

the Phantom Sea jellyfish found 10,000 m deep in forbidden ocean trenches. Massively activates brain cells.

Probability of awakening dormant spiritual psychic power. Paired technique hibernating dragon mind scripture cultivates and purifies spiritual energy through deep meditation. Slow accumulation. Explosive breakthrough. Value 99.99 million credits. I stopped scrolling.

Elder Chen, this phantom sea incense with the hibernating dragon scripture. Can it help a six-star warrior break through their bottleneck? Elder Chen's eyebrow went up. He smiled. Indeed, according to 30 years of top secret association research, the transformation

from six-star to sevenstar isn't just about bloodqi accumulation. The real key is spiritual transformation. He held up one finger. If you can awaken even a trace of spiritual perception beforehand, it's like gaining a third eye when you assault the grandmaster

barrier. You can see the tiny checkpoints that are normally invisible. Breakthrough probability increases by at least 30%. 30%. At a stage where nine out of 10 warriors die trying, 30% might as well be a cheat code. Elder Chen

studied me. you're thinking about? I smiled. What I'm thinking about is what are the licensing terms? Can only I practice this or can my family members use it too? He blinked. Then he actually pointed at me and laugh like I told the

funniest joke of the year. You little rascal. Everyone else at this stage is thinking about powering themselves up as fast as possible. But you haven't even moved in yet and you're already trying to get a family discount. He shook his

head, muttered, young people these days. then went serious. Under S-level resource management regulations, you can authorize two additional people beyond yourself. Any more than that costs 50 million credits per extra person. As for the purple saliva incense itself, one

course costs 10 million. You'll receive three courses free. After that, buy more with your points or credits. My brain did instant math. Two extra slots.

Suchinga Lyu, one each. Perfect. For Lun Yu already six-star peak, this was practically a golden escalator to Grandmaster. For Su Chinga, it was incredible foundational investment. I'll take it. ElderQin nodded, entered it into the system, then fixed me with

sharp eyes. Cheni, benefits come with rules. Let me lay out Sgroup expectations. First, 1 million credits monthly stipend. The province provides a top tier private villa with vice president level security. But his tone shifted to razor steel. Beyond that

stipend, everything else, high-grade beast blood, special weapons, even tickets in a secret realms, you fight for against provincial geniuses, against geniuses from other provinces in the southern region. Eventually, against monsters from the capital and the whole damn country. Second, if a large-scale

beast tide or emergency hits the southern region and the association issues a mandatory conscription order, you go. No questions, no refusal. Third, annual national genius tournament is mandatory. If you drop below top three in yearly evaluations or your growth

rate falls short, you get demoted. All benefits downgraded. He walked to the window, gazing out at the provincial capital skyline. Lastly, and this is the most immediate concern, two months from now, the Southern Region Genius Championship. Normally, you'd need to go

through a week-long provincial qualifier, but given what you showed today, he looked back at me, eyes burning with expectation. Skip the qualifier. I'm giving you a direct entry pass. These two months, settle your family, then go into closed door

training. I want to see a spear god from South River City sweeping the entire southern region. Understood? I straightened up. Perfect. Marshall salute. Voice like a hammer hitting an anvil. Student accepts the order. I will not disappoint. Elderqin. Good. Now go

tell your women. Take your time. The South River City Association will handle the logistics. He watched me walk away looking satisfied. Shan Jang Province had finally produced a real dragon.

Meanwhile, back in South River City, Grandmaster Yao's private estate had gone deathly silent. Crash. An extremely expensive agurwood table turned to powder under his palm. The photos of Wong Jang and Yao Hailong flew off the surface and got shredded by leaking

purple battle chi sgroup. This Chin Yi is definitely hiding something. He must know what happened to my son. Why else would he react like this? His teeth were grinding so hard they could have sparked. Chin Shan, you OLD bastard.

You're pulling out sgroup slots to protect a suspect. Are you really trying to go to war with me? His eyes were pure bloodshot. His purple flame aura was flickering dangerously close to losing control. A servant practically crawled into the room, voice trembling. Am I

lord? New report. Vice President Shin Ruang has personally escorted Chun Ya<unk>s wife, Suinga, out of the warrior apartments. They're heading toward the provincial capital. Damn it.

The floor cracked under his feet as he stood. He knew once Su Chingo was in the provincial capital under ElderQin's watch, his leverage over me was gone. A seven-star Grandmaster versus a Ninstar's protection. That math didn't work. But he didn't order an

interception. Elder Chen's warning was still echoing in his skull. If anything happens to them, I hold you responsible.

Investigate. Keep investigating. His eyes were cold as a vipers. The moment we find real evidence on this kid, not even Chin Shan can shield him from the law. Good luck with that, old man. Your son is fish food and the evidence is

currently being digested by river monsters. And on the other side of South River City, Lung Yu was sitting in her office staring at her phone, chest heaving with annoyance. My message on her screen read, "Shia you wifey, I'm

settled in the provincial capital. Just scored. Phantom Sea Purple Saliva Incense and the matching hibernating dragon mind scripture from Elder Chen. A secret treasure that can awaken spiritual power and force break the six-star bottleneck. I specifically saved a slot for you. Are you sure

you're not coming? I could practically feel her fuming through the screen. The bait was set. The hook was perfect. A cultivation treasure worth nearly 100 million credits. Designed specifically for her exact situation. being dangled by the one man she couldn't resist. Come

to the provincial capital, shall you, wifey. Your husband has a villa, a monthly million credit income, a secret technique that could make you a grandmaster, and a king-sized bed that's feeling very empty. The trap is obvious, but it's a really nice trap. Back in

South River City, Lung was reading my message, and her ears were doing that involuntary red thing again. This little scoundrel using treasures to bait me.

She was grinding her teeth. She wasn't like Sue Chingga. She couldn't just pack a bag and relocate. She was the inspector of South River City. The beast tide had left the entire city in shambles. Mountains of paperwork, coordination nightmares people

depending on her, but break through the six-star bottleneck. Those words were a harpoon straight into the heart of a woman who'd been stuck at peak for 20 years. If she didn't go, she might be stuck forever. If she went, she'd get

stronger and she'd get. Her brain helpfully supplied an image of my stupid grinning face and an extremely detailed highlight reel of our week in the training room. She looked down at her still flat stomach. Her heartbeat sped up for absolutely no reason whatsoever.

Work never ends, but this chance only comes once. Deep breath. She picked up her phone and called HR. This is Lu. The South Sky Bridge battle damaged my foundation. I'm applying for extended medical leave to recover in the

provincial capital. The most transparent excuse in the history of excuses. But she was a six-star peak inspector who was going to question her. Next evening, Ling Jang City Sunset painted the hillside genius cloud summit villa district in liquid gold. As s groups

exclusive residential zone, the spiritual energy concentration here was three times the outside world. Each villa was separated by huge gardens.

Maximum privacy. I was standing at the door of villa 001, the first seat villa, watching a black stretch hover limo wind its way up the mountain road. The car stopped in front of me. Passenger door opened first. A long beautiful leg in a

black combat boot stepped out. Lung Yu black tactical outfit, pale blue hair loosely tied back. Cold as winter, gorgeous as always. Almost simultaneously, the rear door opened.

Suchinga stepped out carefully with her slightly rounded belly. She moved gracefully, but her face was cold, like colder than ly you cold. She looked up at me on the terrace. "No, I missed you, honey." smile. No happy tears, just an

x-ray stare that made my spine freeze solid. She knew something. Or she'd figured something out. Or worse, someone had told her something. Then the driver's door opened. Shin Ruang emerged in a black business skirt suit and high heels looking like she'd just stepped

off a magazine cover. She surveyed the scene. Lung Yu Such Chingga me with the expression of someone who'd bought front row tickets to the year's best drama and was settling in with popcorn. Her eyes pingponged between all three of us. Pure

entertainment. Oh no. They driven here together in the same car for hours. What had they talked about? My scalp went numb. My danger sense, which had been totally calm facing three S-group geniuses, was now screaming at maximum volume. But I knew this was not the

moment to show weakness. If I let the battlefield ignite at the front door, married life was over before it started.

I needed to project head of household energy. Deep breath. Adjust face. Deploy confident smile. Charge. I strode forward to greet them. Oh my. Shiny.

Shin Ruwang was clicking along in her heels, clearly planning to waltz right into my house to watch the fireworks live. Not happening. The instant before she crossed the threshold, I stopped dead, spun around, and my broad back became an immovable wall blocking the

entire doorway. She was walking too fast to stop. Momentum carried her straight into my back. Thump. I didn't budge.

Didn't even blink. I looked down at her with a smile that was apologetic but absolutely non-negotiable. Vice President Shin, thank you so much for personally escorting Chingga and Xiaoyu here. I owe you one. However, I pointed behind me at the house interior with

complete pokerface sincerity. We have some private family matters to handle tonight. After that, I'll be starting closed door intensive training with my family. As you know, S-level training involves a lot of explosive cough, explosive Qi risks. Really not safe for

visitors. Vice President Shan, it's getting late. I'll treat you to dinner next time. Safe travels. Before she could get a single word out, slam. That very expensive, bulletproof, beautifully carved front door shut approximately 2 millime from her nose. Outside, Shin

Rushwang stood frozen, staring at the closed door. After a long moment, she laughed in disbelief, rubbed her slightly sore chest, and hissed through her teeth. "Chini, you little brat. I've never seen anyone burn bridges this fast. Not even donkeys get abandoned

this quickly after the mill is done." "Oh, let's see how you survive tonight," she cursed. But she got back in the car, though. Somewhere deep down a tiny unwanted ripple formed in response to how decisively that man had just handled

the door situation. N Shin Rouang down girl that's trouble you do not need. Inside door closed outside world deleted. I turned around two women stood in my new luxury villa. One my pregnant wife radiating you're already dead energy. two my six-star peak teacher

girlfriend co-wife thing trying very hard to look like she had no idea why this was awkward both staring at me I rubbed my hands together put on my brightest most nuclear-grade sunshine smile so my two lovely wives how about

we eat dinner first the silence that followed was the loudest sound I'd ever heard in my life I faced beast tides I've decapitated a grandmaster's son I've fought three sgroup geniuses simultaneously None of that prepared me for