All Chapters of A God Cultivator Reborn in the Modern Age: Chapter 21
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However, Alex did not move. The gaze behind the golden mask looked empty, as if the commotion before him was nothing more than dust carried by the wind.Clara gently tugged at his sleeve.“Alex…” her voice was soft, almost drowned out by the heavy breathing of the envoys from the great families of Draken City.“That’s enough. There’s no need to drag this out.”Alex turned his head slightly. For the first time since the auction began, he truly looked at Clara. There was no hesitation in his eyes, no fear—only a sincere calm. He nodded.“All right,” he replied briefly.He then looked back at the elders of the Han family.“I have no interest in bullying someone who has already lost.” His words were light, yet they struck like a hammer smashing down on the Han family’s dignity.Several elders frowned, while Han Yi lowered his head, his face pale as paper. Alex kept Han Yi’s ATM card.“This asset is enough as a lesson,” he continued. “If I had wanted his life, he wouldn’t still be standing
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Because Alex’s palm was already pressed against the assassin’s wrist.Not forceful. Not fast. Yet the movement was unnervingly calm.But in the next second—CRACK!The sound of bone shifting rang out clearly. Not broken—yet—but enough to instantly numb the assassin’s right hand. The dagger slipped free and fell to the floor with a thin metallic clang.The assassin reacted on instinct. His knee shot upward, aiming for Alex’s solar plexus.However—THUD!Alex didn’t dodge. He absorbed the strike, his abdominal muscles hardening like steel. The impact was negligible. Alex didn’t move an inch from where he stood.“Your movements are clean,” Alex said flatly. “But still far too weak.”He twisted the assassin’s wrist a little more.CRACK!This time, the bone truly fractured.A muffled scream escaped from behind the mask. The S-rank assassin leaped backward, teeth clenched, forcing himself to endure the pain—reminded once again that he was still only human.But a mission was still a mission.
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Alex stared at him for a long moment—long enough for the S-rank assassin to feel uncomfortable again. The faint smile on Alex’s face was not a friendly one. It was the smile of someone who had already made a decision.“My condition is simple,” Alex said softly. “Starting tonight, you no longer work for the Jack family. Not for Agra. Not for anyone who lives under Olivia’s shadow. Instead, you will work for me.”The assassin fell silent. His breathing was still heavy, his chest rising and falling unevenly. Pain still crawled through his body, making every second stretch unbearably long.“A-and if I break it?” he asked quietly.Alex leaned forward slightly. “Then I will find you,” he said calmly, “and take your life—so no one else will ever know who Alex truly is.”The assassin swallowed hard. He knew this was not an empty threat. The man before him was not merely strong—he was terrifying in his own way. Not with explosive madness, but with a calmness that made every decision feel absol
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Alex caught Candra’s body before it could collapse fully onto the floor. The S-class assassin’s body felt heavy—far heavier than when he had left the night before. His breathing was ragged, cold sweat soaked his temples, and the left arm he was clutching was swollen unnaturally, its veins bulging darkly beneath the skin.Alex supported him to a chair and lowered him down carefully.“Sit,” he said curtly.Candra tried to smile, but only a bitter grin formed. “I did my best. The Jack family’s protectors really are there. I’d barely stepped into the backyard when one of them broke my arm.”Alex knelt in front of him. There was no disappointment in his gaze, no anger—only calm assessment.“You managed to get inside,” Alex said flatly. “That’s enough.”Candra froze. “Sir…?”“If you had died before meeting them, that would’ve been a failure. But you came back alive, carrying injuries. That means you tested the limits of their defenses.”Alex raised his right hand. A pale golden light appear
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“Understood, sir,” Candra replied firmly. This time, his voice no longer trembled.Alex gave a slight nod, then turned toward his room. “Leave before evening. Don’t draw attention.”Candra bowed deeply and hurried out of the house. Once the door closed, silence returned.Alex stood in the middle of the living room, letting out a long breath. His hand slowly clenched.“The limitations of Origin Qi in this new world prevent me from moving freely… This time, I can only gamble with time… Follow the rules of this world.”He took a shallow breath. Without realizing it, Alex fell asleep.*By midday.Draken University stood majestically beneath the scorching sun. Modern buildings blended seamlessly with classical architecture, wide courtyards filled with students coming and going. The atmosphere was the same as ever—noisy, busy, and full of small ambitions held by young people who had yet to understand the real world.Alex walked into the campus at an unhurried pace.No one stopped him.No s
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BAAAM!The two massive fists stopped in midair, trapped by a single slender yet solid hand.It was not Alex’s.The atmosphere froze instantly.The watching students were stunned—some instinctively stepped back. The two burly men widened their eyes, veins bulging on their necks as they realized their punches were being effortlessly restrained by a middle-aged man standing between them and Alex.“Enough.”The voice was calm and low, yet carried a weight that discouraged any argument.Professor Sofian.He stood upright, the gray suit he usually wore fluttering slightly in the wind. His gaze was sharp, piercing straight into the faces of the two men without excessive emotion.“You are outsiders,” he continued flatly. “And this is campus property. No matter who you are, no one has the right to harm students here.”One of the large men tried to pull his fist back, but failed. Professor Sofian didn’t seem to be using much strength, yet his grip felt like a mountain pressing down—immovable an
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Sofian stared at Alex for a long time. A very long time.As if trying to make sure that the student sitting before him was not joking, not bluffing, and not merely throwing out empty theories.“Become an investor?” Sofian repeated slowly. “Do you realize what you’re saying?”Alex remained calm. His shoulders were relaxed, his back leaning lightly against the chair. There was no trace of hesitation.“This company doesn’t lack ideas,” Alex continued flatly. “The problem lies with the people controlling the flow of funds. As long as they remain in key positions, no matter how much money comes in, it will only leak out in different ways.”Sofian let out a quiet sigh.“You speak as if money isn’t an issue,” he murmured.Alex shrugged.“Money is always a problem for people who don’t know how to control it.”Silence fell over the office.Behind the glass wall, executives could still be seen pacing with tense expressions. Phones rang incessantly. On the large monitor at the far end of the roo
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Alex left the building without an escort, without ceremony.The elevator carried him down with a soft hum, as if all the turmoil on the upper floors had never happened.In the lobby, the financial news screen was still on.BREAKING NEWS:AX OFFICIALLY BECOMES THE SOLE INVESTOR OF JACK CORPORATION100 MILLION DOLLARS ENTERED IN A SINGLE TRANSACTIONSeveral people stopped walking. Some pulled out their phones. Others whispered. The name AX instantly became a topic of discussion—mysterious, sudden, and far too significant to ignore.Alex glanced briefly at the screen.His expression remained flat.He walked out.“In this new world… information spreads far too easily,” Alex murmured, immediately calling Candra to give him instructions.*His house still looked simple.Too simple for someone who had just taken control of all the shares of a major corporation.The door opened with a soft click. Alex put down his keys, took off his jacket, and sat on the sofa.As he closed his eyes for a mom
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Just as Alex was about to launch his attack, even preparing himself to receive Agra’s punch, the sound of light footsteps suddenly echoed from the direction of the main staircase.“Stop.”One word.Firm, crystal clear, and filled with authority.Every head instinctively turned.A young woman stepped down the stairs, wearing a simple yet elegant dress. Her hair fell neatly over her shoulders, her expression cold, and her gaze sharp like ice that would never melt.Olivia.Whispers immediately erupted.“Miss Olivia…”“The daughter of the Jack family…”“She came down herself?”Abel froze. The smug smile on his face instantly stiffened. At the same time, Agra tensed up.“Miss Olivia,” Agra said quickly, bowing his head slightly. “This is just a small misunderstanding.”“Silence.”Olivia did not raise her voice. Yet that was precisely what made it far more terrifying.Agra fell silent.Olivia stepped forward. With each step, the space in front of her parted naturally. Her gaze locked direct
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Olivia’s arm was still linked with Alex’s. Warm. Firm.As if it drew a clear line—anyone who crossed it would be directly challenging the Jack family.Yet that very sight was what triggered mocking laughter around them.“Hahaha! Boyfriend?”“Since when did Miss Olivia’s taste sink this low?”“If that’s the case, the Jack family must really be in crisis.”Several well-dressed young men exchanged glances, their smiles filled with ridicule. Even some of the older family heads shook their heads lightly, as if witnessing a cheap joke in the middle of a high-class banquet.Abel laughed the loudest.“Boyfriend?” he repeated, clapping his hands slowly.“Miss Olivia, you really have a talent for jokes. Or perhaps… you’re just trying to protect your pet dog?”His tone was cutting.Agra also curled his lips into a faint smile.“If it’s only the status of a boyfriend, it doesn’t change the facts,” he said flatly. “He still doesn’t have the qualifications to be in this room.”Olivia was about to s