All Chapters of A God Cultivator Reborn in the Modern Age: Chapter 11
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Alex had not yet answered when a deep voice came from behind the gate.“What’s all the commotion about?”A young man wearing sunglasses stepped out. His suit was immaculate, his face stern—just like during their first meeting. The moment he saw Alex, his brows immediately furrowed.Agra recognized that face. The young man who lived on the outskirts of Draken City. A cramped house that, in his opinion, was not even fit to be called a home.“I warned you during our first meeting…” Agra said coldly. “Don’t you dare approach Young Lady Olivia. It seems you completely ignored what I said.”Alex did not answer yet. His gaze remained calm and flat, as if those sharp words failed to stir anything inside him.Agra stepped closer. He lowered his sunglasses slightly, revealing a gaze filled with undisguised disgust.“You know,” Agra continued coldly, “I’m honestly curious. Where does your courage come from? That house of yours on the outskirts of Draken City… narrow, old— even rats might hesitat
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Alex did not answer the question immediately. His expression remained calm—almost too calm for someone who had just been mentioned in a major conflict. He merely shifted his stance slightly, as if ensuring his body remained positioned between Olivia and the guards who were still on alert.“I don’t know,” Alex finally replied, his tone flat yet sounding honest. “I just heard about it from you.”Olivia’s gaze lingered on him for several seconds, as if trying to pierce through that calmness and find something hidden beneath it. But all she found was sincerity without any cracks.“I see…” Olivia murmured softly.Agra, who had been standing beside them with a hardened expression, could no longer restrain himself. “Young Lady, this man—”“Agra,” Olivia cut him off again, this time with a slightly colder tone. “I have not asked for your opinion.”Agra fell silent. His jaw tightened, but he was forced to step back half a step.Alex extended the envelope again. His hand was steady—no hesitatio
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Clara turned sharply toward Alex. “Looking for you?” she repeated, her tone clearly filled with disbelief.Before Alex could answer, the car door on their left was suddenly yanked open. A man in a black suit tapped the car roof with the handle of a pistol, his face cold and expressionless.“Get out,” he ordered shortly.Clara instinctively moved to open the door, but Alex’s hand moved faster, lightly holding her wrist.“Stay inside,” Alex said softly, almost whispering. “And don’t panic.”His voice was far too calm for a situation like this. Clara swallowed. For some reason, she chose to obey.Alex opened the door and stepped out of the car.The headlights of the black cars shone brightly, forming a semicircle that surrounded them. Six men stepped out almost simultaneously. Their movements were neat and disciplined—clearly not street thugs.“Alex,” one of them called his name. “Come with us. Don’t cause trouble.”Alex looked at them one by one. Black suits, earpieces in their ears, up
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Alex slowly raised his gaze. Standing before him were two men and one woman, all dressed flamboyantly. The scent of expensive perfume mixed with wine immediately assaulted his senses. Their faces were far too familiar to the original body’s memories.The one who had spoken earlier was Rendy, the former leader of the popular gang back in their high school. His hair was now neatly slicked back, and a golden watch gleamed on his wrist. Beside him stood Vera, the girl who used to laugh at Alex’s worn-out shoes. Two other men smirked cynically, clearly enjoying the moment.“So it really is you?” Rendy chuckled. “I almost didn’t recognize you. Turns out trash like you is still alive?”Their laughter burst out.“Hahahaha!”Clara, who was sitting across from Alex, immediately stopped moving her spoon. She glanced at Alex briefly, then looked at the group with a faint smile—far too calm for a situation like this.Alex exhaled softly. “It’s been a long time, Rendy.”“Hah! You still remember my
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Rendy growled in anger. His voice echoed through the cashier area, causing several guests to turn around with displeased expressions.Rendy wanted to chase after them, but two large men in black suits had already stepped in front of him, blocking his path with a professional yet intimidating stance. The waiter’s earlier smile had disappeared, replaced by a neutral expression.“Young Master,” the waiter said calmly, “please settle the payment. Otherwise, we will be forced to call the security manager.”Rendy’s face turned pale. The amount displayed on the cashier screen made his breath hitch. That number… was not something he could pay easily, even with his current status.*The next day.The Sky Antiquities Auction Hall stood majestically in the center of Draken City. The building towered high with a classical-modern architectural design. White marble pillars blended with golden carvings, radiating luxury and authority. Here, wealth and influence were tested not through physical stren
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The commotion in the auction hall had yet to subside when the ten-million figure lingered in the air. Some people even half-rose from their seats, as if they could not believe anyone would dare gamble that far for a jade stone that had not even been cut open.The auctioneer swallowed hard. The hand holding the gavel trembled slightly, though his expression remained professional.“VIP Room Number Three… bids ten million,” he announced loudly. “Does anyone wish to raise the bid?”Almost everyone’s gaze instinctively shifted toward VIP Room Number One. Who else could it be if not Han Yi?The young man leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly against the armrest. A faint smile still lingered on his lips, but it was no longer relaxed. Something was troubling his thoughts.“Ten million…”It was not a small amount, even for the Han Family—especially since this was only the first jade stone.“The one in VIP Three…” muttered one of the Han Family elders in a low voice. “Has the Wi
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The auction hall, which had been noisy moments ago, suddenly dimmed into brief silence. Several heads turned simultaneously toward VIP Room Number Three. Quite a few people swallowed nervously. That statement was clearly a provocation.But to Han Yi, it was a blatant slap delivered in front of all the influential families of Draken City. His face stiffened, veins bulging visibly, turning crimson red.As his eyes narrowed sharply toward the curtain of VIP Room Number Three, for the first time since the auction began, his expression completely lost control.“What did you say?” Han Yi’s voice was low, yet carried an icy pressure.Several Han Family elders exchanged glances.“Yo-Young Master, remain calm. He’s only trying to provoke us…” one of them whispered, but Han Yi raised his hand, silencing him.Meanwhile, the whispers around the hall began changing tone.“How bold.”“Is the Wine Family trying to ignite an open conflict?”Alex leaned back casually in his seat. Behind the golden mas
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The atmosphere in the auction hall slowly began moving again, though not toward calmness. Instead, the tension transformed into a thickening curiosity. Everyone knew the storm was far from over.Alex sat back down, relaxed, as if the twenty million just spent meant nothing to him. Beside him, Clara remained silent. However, her gaze no longer trembled; it had been replaced by a strange calm rarely possessed by ordinary people.Han Yi, on the other hand, was still standing. His chest rose and fell heavily. The victory made his head feel light, yet deep within his heart, something uncomfortable had begun to stir—a chilling sensation he could not explain.The auctioneer cleared his throat, attempting to continue his duty.“Next,” he said, his voice slightly trembling, “the third jade stone.”A medium-sized stone was brought onto the stage. Its surface was dull, with visible cracks along several sides. At first glance, it appeared to be the worst among the three stones.Whispers immediate
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Han Yi turned fully toward VIP number three—toward the man in the golden mask. His gaze was sharp, not merely angry or offended, but like a beast whose territory had been disturbed.“A bet?” he said slowly, yet every syllable echoed clearly throughout the hall.Alex did not move. His seated posture remained relaxed, one hand resting against the armrest, as if the most dangerous thing in the world was nothing more than boredom. The eyes behind the golden mask showed not the slightest trace of unease.“Yes,” Alex replied lightly. “A bet.”Several heads immediately turned toward one another. Whispers began to drip into the air like needle rain.“He’s insane.”“With Han Yi? He just won two stones… Even if the first one was trash, the second isn’t necessarily!”“This masked man… Who exactly is he?”Han Yi sneered faintly. “You want to exchange ATM cards with me?”Alex nodded casually. “If your last stone does not contain the highest-grade jade. Simple. You can ask anything you want from me
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Han Yi laughed coldly, his voice echoing against the walls of the hall.“An agreement?” He slowly rose to his feet, the arrogant aura he had suppressed from the beginning now spilling out without restraint. “Don’t play word games with me, masked man. That stone hasn’t been opened. As long as it hasn’t been cut, there is no result. And if there is no result, there is no victory.”Several people in the hall nodded in agreement. Han Yi’s logic sounded reasonable—at least on the surface. Even some elders who had initially leaned toward Alex began to waver again.“That’s true…”“What if that last stone turns out to be trash?”“A life-or-death bet… This is too insane.”Alex stopped walking. He did not turn around; he merely tilted his head slightly, just enough to reveal the sharp line of his jaw beneath the golden mask.“You want to turn the situation around?” he asked flatly.Han Yi snorted. “I’m simply demanding fairness. You’re so confident in that stone? Then cut it. Prove it.”He glan