Steam slowly curled into the air as the warm water of the jacuzzi rippled around him. A young handsome boy leaned back against the marble edge, his muscular frame half-submerged in the water. A dull smile rested on his handsome face, yet his eyes carried a strange confusion, as if he was chasing a thought that refused to be caught. It felt like he was on the verge of understanding something important. Something ancient. Something forgotten. But no matter how hard he tried, the concept remained just beyond his reach. He exhaled softly and shook his head. "Forget it..." Closing his eyes, he tried to relax and let the thought drift away. Then, BOOOOM! A terrifying vibration shook the air. Before he could react, a beam of golden light descended from the heavens like divine judgment. It pierced through the roof of his mansion as if the solid structure were nothing more than mist. The beam struck directly between his brows. "AHHHHH!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. The

Tiger sat in the driver’s seat of the Rolls-Royce Boat Tail, his hands gripping the steering wheel tighter than usual. Despite being a hardened man who had faced life-and-death situations, sitting beside Bradley made him strangely nervous. Bradley leaned back in the luxurious seat, his sharp eyes studying Tiger. “Are you a cultivator?” Bradley suddenly asked. Tiger hesitated for a moment before answering honestly. “Actually… I'm a second-tier Body Refiner, Boss.” “Body Refiner?” Bradley murmured to himself, confused. Before he could ask further, a calm feminine voice echoed directly inside his mind. [Mortals in the Mortal Realm do not possess Martial Spirits like those in the Immortal Realm. Across the universe, there exist three cultivation paths, each corresponding to a different realm of existence.] Bradley stiffened slightly. His eyes widened. Someone… or something… had just answered the question he never spoke aloud. “What… are you?” Bradley asked quietly in his mind.

The moment Bradley stepped out of the Patron’s office, he noticed someone waiting for him in the hallway. It was a tanned-skinned young man, around twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He had sharp eyes and a calm posture that suggested experience. The man smiled slightly. “Hello. I’m Grey,” he said. “I’ve been assigned to guide you to your dormitory and explain a few things about the guild.” Before Bradley could respond, he silently spoke in his mind. Leonora, scan him. Immediately, lines of information appeared before Bradley’s eyes. [Name: Bruno Costa] Age: 25 Nationality: Canadian Rank: Adept Program: Spyism Specialization: Intelligence Gathering / Infiltration Bradley raised an eyebrow. Then he smiled faintly. “Nice to meet you, Bruno Costa.” The tanned man froze slightly. Bradley continued casually, “I’m Bradley. But you don’t need to show me my dorm. I’m already familiar with this place.” Without waiting for a reply, Bradley turned and walked away. Bruno rem

In a training field of an organisation that was secluded from the world in a dense rainforest, a young man in his black uniform did something that shocked everyone around him to their core. What he was doing was something that even the renowned strongest men in the world would find hard to accomplish."1255,1256,1247....1500." Bradley, who was asked to complete 1254 pushups, overdid what he was asked without a single bead of sweat. His breath control was also perfect."1555..""Stop!! Stop!!" The one in charge furiously barked out."Who do you think you are? I ordered you to do 1254 pushups, and you think so mighty that you disobeyed my orders and did more than that. For such an indisciplined act, you would receive another punishment." He saidThe envious guys who earlier were shocked by Bradley's stamina and strength strongly agreed with the one in charge. Meanwhile, the ladies were praying in their hearts for Bradley."Sir, I don't remember you telling me to stop at exactly 1254. I

On the training field of the Shadow Mercenary Guild, hundreds of youngsters could be seen lying on the floor with bruises on some of their bodies. Some of them were carried back by the trucks because they couldn't move. It was then that the Corporal and his squad noticed that the trucks bringing the immobile novices also contained the elite team they sent to intercept the novices. "I'm impressed that although most of you just became level one Body Refiners but you guys were able to counter and defeat some of my Level Two Adept Body Refiners. For that matter, I will spare you the punishment. Although you all failed except for some people but I encourage you to keep it up." The Corporal was truly impressed that the Novices could fight and defeat some of his Adept Soldiers. Never in his wildest dreams did it come that among the 26 unconscious Adept, Bradley single-handedly defeated 15, and Elaine defeated 6. Meaning, the 1198 only managed to defeat 5 Adepts."Novice 1199 and Novice 1200