Silence still blanketed the grounds of the Justice Sword Sect after the great battle had ended. The disciples and elders, who had been holding their breath the entire time, could only stare at Han Nian with emotions too complicated to describe. The young man they had initially regarded as an unwelcome intruder not only possessed terrifying strength, but also did not abuse his power. Even though he had the ability to slaughter everyone in the sect, he had instead chosen to resolve everything without causing greater bloodshed. He had not even killed the sect leader he had just defeated. The sight caused many people to begin questioning the rules they had always believed to be absolute truth.Mu Jianhong looked at the jade bottle that had just been handed to him by his granddaughter. His gaze then shifted to Han Nian, who still stood there casually with his trademark smile. After letting out a soft sigh, he opened the bottle, poured a greenish-blue pill into the palm of his hand, and imm

Without paying any attention to everyone's stares or the threats that had just been directed at him, Han Nian slowly stepped toward Su Mei once again. His pace was calm, and a faint smile still adorned his face, as though he did not feel the slightest bit of fear.Seeing the young man continue approaching without heeding her warning, Su Mei tightened her grip around the hilt of her sword. Her gaze grew increasingly sharp, though hidden beneath those eyes was an uneasiness that even she herself could not understand."I already warned you not to come any closer. Why do you keep walking toward me? Don't force me to do something I don't want to do. I really will kill you if you take one more step. Don't think that just because you arrived riding a Fourth-Order Spirit Beast I'll be afraid of you. I'll say it one more time—stop right there!" Su Mei said at length as she drew her sword from her spatial ring and pointed it directly at Han Nian's chest.Han Nian's gaze, however, became fixed o

The atmosphere in the main courtyard of the White Snow Sect fell into such profound silence that even the sound of the wind carrying drifting snowflakes could be heard clearly by everyone present. The faces of the elders, disciples, and attendants, which had been filled with confidence only moments ago, were now frozen like wooden statues. Their eyes were wide open, fixed upon the pool of blood that still emitted faint warmth across the blanket of pure white snow. Not a single person dared to utter a word. What they had just witnessed was simply too horrifying to believe. A Ninth-Star Diamond Realm cultivator, someone who had been the pride of the sect for decades, had been obliterated with a single strike. Not even a single bone remained. The crimson mist that had filled the air moments earlier slowly descended like scarlet snowflakes, staining the white ground and creating a contrast that sent chills down everyone's spine. Several female disciples instinctively stepped backward, whi

The surviving elders, disciples, and servants could only stare at the headless corpse lying on the ground with pale faces. Han Nian's aura, standing calmly while holding his sword, was far more terrifying than the battle they had just witnessed. They finally understood that the young man before them was not someone who could be judged by his age or cultivation level. He had arrived, destroyed the sect's entire fighting force in a short time, and ended their leader's life without the slightest hesitation. Fear filled every corner of the main courtyard, leaving no one with the courage to stand in Han Nian's way again."Se... Sect Master!"Hysterical cries echoed from every direction as several elderly women rushed toward the headless body. Sounds of weeping, panic, and disbelief blended together in the freezing air. Some disciples even collapsed onto the snow, their bodies trembling violently. They had never imagined that the person who had served as the pillar of the White Snow Sect fo

Han Nian looked at the three people standing before him with a faint smile. After a brief silence, he finally spoke in a calm yet confident tone, "Starting tomorrow, I will begin raising the cultivation of both of you, Brother Tian and Mei'er. The Middle Heaven Continent is far more ruthless than any place we've been to before. Geniuses appear here like mushrooms after the rain, and many of them have been fighting since childhood while inheriting legacies beyond the imagination of ordinary people. I don't want you to merely survive. I want you to stand shoulder to shoulder with them, even surpass them all. So starting tomorrow, there will be no more time to relax. I will guide both of you with everything I have until your strength is enough to compete with the geniuses of this continent."Han Nian's gaze then shifted toward Mu Qing'er, who was still standing gracefully beside Han Tian. A mischievous smile slowly appeared on his face, making Han Tian begin to feel uneasy. "As for Siste