This morning, the early sunlight slipped through the window of Kevin’s simple boarding room, illuminating the messy bed and the travel bag already packed in the corner of the room.Kevin was tidying his clothes, his mind already drifting to Candi City where the martial arts contest would soon begin. His body still felt refreshed after last night’s cultivation, qi flowing smoothly through his meridians and making him feel full of energy. But suddenly, a soft knock on the door diverted his attention.“Kevin? It’s me, Winona,” the girl’s gentle voice came from behind the door, carrying a seductive tone that immediately made Kevin’s heart beat faster.He opened the door, and there stood Winona, wearing a thin pink dress that clung tightly to her voluptuous curves. Her long hair cascaded down, her eyes sparkled with desire, and her smile was like an undeniable promise of pleasure. “I heard you’re leaving for the contest today. Let me give you some morning enter

After Winona left his room, Kevin went straight into his room and locked the door.He sat cross-legged on his bed and took out the level six demon octopus spirit core from his storage ring. The purplish orb floated in the air before him, pulsing with incredibly dense energy.Kevin closed his eyes and began the purification process. The energy from the spirit core flowed into his body through every pore of his skin, absorbed by every cell, purified by every meridian.His body, already purified over seven thousand years, received the new energy with extraordinary efficiency, integrating it into the foundation of his already immensely high cultivation.The process lasted several minutes. And when Kevin opened his eyes, he felt a significant difference throughout his entire body. Every muscle felt denser. Every bone felt sturdier. Every meridian felt smoother. The energy flowing within his body circulated with new speed and power.Kevin check

Kevin won all the matches in the quarterfinal round against the Handayo family. Then in the semifinals, he won again in the same way. And in the final of the third-level contest, against the most favored family, Kevin once again won all five matches in a row with his fluke-style victories.The Wicaksana family was officially declared the winner of the third-level contest and the new leader of the Southern mountainous region.Winona, watching from the VIP stands, embraced her father with tears of happiness. Wahyu Wicaksana, who had never imagined his family could lead a region, stood with his body upright and eyes glistening.Mentira's second uncle, also watching from the stands, looked at the arena with mixed feelings. On one hand, the position held by the Wongso family for years had now shifted to the Wicaksana family. On the other hand, this was part of a plan already approved by his own father, Alan Wongso.We should have stayed at the third level, the second uncle thought bitterly

Kevin did the same act again. He looked overwhelmed. Looked like he was about to lose. Staggering. Narrowly avoiding punches. And then, at a moment that looked like coincidence, his punch, which appeared weak and misdirected, struck his opponent's vital point.The giant cultivator fell to his knees with eyes wide in disbelief. Then he collapsed onto the arena floor and didn't move anymore.Five points for the Wongso family in the fifth match. A total of five points against the Handaki family's four points.The Wongso family won.The stands erupted in commotion. No one believed what had just happened. The battered Wongso family, with only one fighter left, had managed to defeat the Handaki family, one of the favorites in the first-level contest.Mentira opened her eyes when she heard the referee announce the winner. Her mouth hung open. Her uncle stood frozen with an indescribable expression.In the final, the Wongso family would face the Limanto family, who had won their semifinal mat

Raden Limanto stepped out of his hermitage cave located at the peak of the highest mountain in Dekon City. His feet, which had not touched the ground outside the cave for hundreds of years, now felt the wet grass and small stones beneath his soles once more. The sun, which had not touched his skin for so long, fell upon his face—wrinkled by age but radiating undeniable power.At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of people were already waiting for his arrival. His children. His grandchildren. His great-grandchildren. Down to generations so far removed that their kinship could only be traced through family lineage records. For more than three hundred years, Limanto blood had flowed through generation after generation, and now all his descendants had gathered at the foot of the mountain to welcome their most powerful ancestor.As Raden descended the mountain slope with steady steps despite his very aged appearance, a thunder of applause and welcoming shouts filled the air. Some of his o