Jhi Chen did not respond; he merely smiled at Wu Dhi’s words. That smile was calm, emotionless, like someone unwilling to lower himself to meaningless provocation. Yet behind that calm, something faint stirred within him — like ripples on a lake soon to become a storm. But Wu Dhi didn’t stop there. “You’re better suited to be an apothecary. Even if you can’t fight, at least you can earn money. But people like you will only become prey for the strong. I truly pity you. You have great talent in alchemy, yet your parents failed to teach you how to fight. They must be ashamed to have a son like you.” The words came out mockingly, accompanied by a soft laugh that made many nearby turn their heads. Some participants held their breath, feeling the strange pressure slowly creeping through the arena. But Wu Dhi didn’t know — his words had crossed Jhi Chen’s ultimate boundary. He had mentioned his parents. Jhi Chen didn’t care what others said about him, but if they spoke of his parents, h

Xiao Yulan threw her identity token. Her movement was gentle yet firm. The token floated in the air and stopped in front of Jhi Chen. “If Young Master Jhi Chen ever visits the Kunlun Galaxy, you may come to the Xiao Clan, and you can show this token.” Xiao Yulan’s voice sounded clear and calm. All eyes in the arena were fixed on the small token now in Jhi Chen’s hand. Jhi Chen observed the token. At first glance, it looked simple, merely made of wood. But upon closer inspection, he found something special. The token was an artifact fused with bloodline power, and on its surface were the words: FRIEND OF XIAO YULAN. The words seemed alive, emitting a subtle vibration from the bloodline of its owner. Jhi Chen smiled at Xiao Yulan. “Thank you for the gift. If I ever visit the Kunlun Galaxy in the future, I will come to the Xiao Clan.” After saying that, Jhi Chen immediately left. His steps were light, his body slowly rising into the air, leaving the arena still filled with silence

“Hahaha, good, good, good. You must never be complacent with a little praise, for sometimes praise itself can become an obstacle. And let me tell you, I think that little girl from the Xiao Clan seems to like you. She’s the young daughter of the Xiao Clan patriarch. But that’s not what I really want to say, her elder brother is extraordinary. He’s only one hundred and thirty years old, yet he has already reached Rank Five Half-God. And he currently holds the third position among the strongest juniors in the entire martial world. The second rank belongs to a youth from the Yao Clan. The Yao Clan rules the Demon Galaxy — they replaced the Jiang Clan, which was annihilated by your father and grandfather. The Yao youth is even more impressive. He’s only one hundred and ten years old but has already reached Rank Seven Half-God. And the strongest of all, holding the first position, is from your father’s clan. He’s only ninety-five years old but has reached Rank Nine Half-God. Many cultiva

Elsewhere, the Wu Clan gathered aboard a massive warship hovering calmly in the sea of stars. The vessel was layered with ancient protective formations that reflected a soft glow around it. Inside, the atmosphere was silent and heavy, the air thick with pressure that made the younger elders bow their heads. On the highest seat sat an old man with long white hair and a beard cascading like a waterfall. His gaze was sharp, deep, and filled with an authority that no one in the room dared defy. From his body emanated a terrifying aura that dominated the chamber. This elder had not left the warship, even when their delegation visited the Mu Clan. His mere presence was enough to make every other elder hold their breath. Before him stood the elders of the Wu Clan, all showing utmost respect. Among them, Elder Wu Phanlo stood upright to the right, while in the center, one elder knelt with his head bowed low. It was Wu Yha, one of their strongest elders, who had led the delegation to the Mu

Everyone looked at Jhi Chen with admiration, while Sun Xi’er kept clinging to his shoulder. Her movements were gentle yet coquettish, as if she did not want any space between them. Every time Jhi Chen tried to step away, Sun Xi’er moved closer, even linking her arm through his as if afraid of being left behind. The warmth from the girl made the Salke Division headquarters, which had been formal, become livelier and lighter. “Girl, I only left you for a little while, and you’re like this. People are watching us, aren’t you embarrassed?” Sun Xi’er looked at him with sparkling eyes, her smile mischievous. She tilted her chin slightly, then leaned against Jhi Chen’s shoulder without hesitation. “Why should I be embarrassed? I’m your woman, and they all know you’re my future husband. Why should I care about them?” Her tone was soft yet playful, almost like a whisper meant to make Jhi Chen lose his words. She even lowered her head slightly, letting her hair fall over part of her face as