They were expecting that exact same timid, stuttering, broke boy today.
"Ugh, finally," Kate spoke up first, her voice dripping with pure disgust as she pointed a finger at Baron’s faded blue backpack. "Is that your only bag? It looks like it was fished out of a garbage dump. Seriously, Margret, I can't believe your family actually made us drive all the way down here to pick up a charity case." Margret didn't even look Baron in the eye. She stared at his worn-out, cheap sneakers with intense waves of physical revulsion. "Don't stand too close to him, Kate," Margret sneered loudly, her voice dripping with playful contempt. "I don't want his literal poverty germs rubbing off onto my clothes. Hey! You! Baron, right? Pick up your trashy bag and hurry up. Our time is actually worth money, unlike yours. We have a car parked in the VIP zone, and I swear, if your dirty clothes stain my custom leather seats, you won't even be able to afford the cleaning f*e if you worked for ten years." The two girls laughed, an intense, dramatic display of high-society cruelty meant to completely crush the spirit of a poor small-town boy right in the middle of a crowded airport terminal. They waited for him to blush, stutter out an apology, and look at the floor in shame like he did in the past. Instead, Baron just stood there. He didn't shrink away. He didn't turn red. He didn't even get angry. He just stared at them with absolute, disgusting detachment. To an ancient cosmic emperor who had conquered galaxies and watched ancient tyrant races fall to their knees, these two wealthy, arrogant girls weren't scary. They weren't powerful. They were just two annoying, loud toddlers throwing a temper tantrum over a shiny toy. Their high-society insults were so small, so incredibly weak, that it was almost funny. Baron let out a short, quiet chuckle that sounded incredibly out of place. "What are you laughing at, you freak?" Kate snapped, her face flushing with sudden anger because she wasn't getting the timid reaction she wanted. "Are you deaf as well as poor?!" Baron took a half-step forward. The sheer change in his vibe was massive. The air around him suddenly felt heavy, cold, and suffocating. His eyes locked onto Margret’s with a gaze so dark and deep it felt like staring into an abyss. "If you two are supposedly so rich and powerful," Baron spoke, his voice smooth, flat, and completely calm, "then why are your families using you as low-level chauffeurs to pick up a 'peasant' like me?" Margret gasped, her eyes widening in pure shock. "What did you just say?!" "I said, you look ridiculous," Baron countered casually, his tone completely straightforward. "You stand here bragging about your luxury car and your precious time, yet you've been waiting at an arrival gate for an hour just to drive me around. If your time was actually worth anything, you’d hire a servant to do this. But instead, here you are. Playing the role of my personal driver." "You—you broke little piece of trash!" Kate yelled, her high-society mask slipping instantly as her face turned red with absolute embarrassment. "How dare you speak to Margret like that! Do you have any idea who her family is?!" "I don't care," Baron said simply. He didn't raise his voice, but the immense, chilling confidence radiating off his small frame made both Margret and Kate instinctively take a sharp step backward in sudden, unexplainable fear. It felt like a physical weight was pressing down on their chests, forcing them to look down. Their expensive clothes and proud names suddenly felt like cheap plastic shields against a real monster. Before either of the girls could recover their senses or yell another insult, Baron didn't give them another second of his attention. He didn't care about their car, their wealth, or their elite status. He casually slung his cheap backpack higher up on his shoulder, stepped right between them, and walked straight past them toward the airport exit without looking back a single time. Margret and Kate were left standing completely frozen in the middle of the crowded terminal, totally stunned, deeply embarrassed, and absolutely furious as dozens of onlookers stared and snickered at them. The Void Sovereign had completely broken their fake pride without even trying, leaving them entirely behind in the dust.Latest Chapter
Chapter 10
Baron sprinted into the dark woods, his bare feet moving silently over the pine needles and rough twigs. He didn't need a flashlight. His advanced sensory awareness guided him perfectly through the pitch-black forest, following a route he had memorized from historical files in his past life.After ten minutes of walking deeper into the thick brush, the trees suddenly cleared out, revealing a small, rocky clearing. At the center of the clearing, a crystal-clear mountain stream bubbled over smooth stones, the water glowing faintly under the pale light of the crescent moon.Baron stepped into the center of the clearing and took a deep breath.Right here, his heart leaped with a quiet, intense thrill. ‘The natural mountain veins converge right under these stones. It’s exactly midnight.,As the digital clock on his phone struck 12:00 AM, the air in the clearing suddenly changed. A faint, completely invisible mist of natural energy—true cosmic Qi—began to rise from the stream and the surro
Chapter 9
"Leo!" the two stocky lackeys screamed, their faces turning completely white with terror.They looked at Leo groaning in the mud, then looked up at Baron. Baron hadn't even moved from his spot. He was just standing there, casually adjusting the strap of his backpack, looking down at them with those cold, empty eyes. The sheer pressure radiating from Baron was so intense that the two lackeys felt their knees shaking."You want some too?" Baron asked, his voice completely calm."N-No! No way!" one of the lackeys stuttered, his high-society pride completely vanishing into thin air.Without wasting another second, the two lackeys grabbed Leo by his wet arms, dragging him out of the mud like a heavy sack of potatoes. They scrambled backward, fleeing into the campus gates in absolute terror, not even daring to look back at the skinny kid who had just dismantled their leader in two seconds.The surrounding crowd of students stood frozen, their mouths open in pure amazement. They looked at
Chapter 8
The circle of students around the grand stone gates of Tuntadel City University remained frozen. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. The loud, mocking laughter of Leo Vance echoed off the hard stone pillars as he watched the wet mud soak into the freshman’s registration papers."Look at him cry!" Leo laughed, gesturing to his two stocky lackeys. "Hey, write this down. If you're poor, don't come to Tuntadel. Go work on a farm!"The weak freshman on the ground, Luke, clutched his bruised knees, his face bright red as he tried to grab his ruined documents from the dirty puddle.Suddenly, the heavy, suffocating silence of the crowd was broken by the sound of deliberate footsteps. Thud. Thud. Thud.Baron Crown slid right through the tightly packed circle of onlookers. He didn't push anyone; the crowd simply parted instinctively, driven by a strange, cold pressure radiating from his small body. He stepped directly into the open center of the circle, his faded blue backpack hanging loosely off hi
Chapter 7
The local martial artists think this is the limit. That's why their strongest fighters can barely reach basic Grandmaster levels,’ Baron thought, a trace of arrogance flashing in his heart. ‘But they don't have my brain. They don't have a hundred years of supreme cosmic knowledge.’He began to search through the deep, organized files of his memory. Earth was dry, yes, but it wasn't completely empty. Natural energy was like water—even in a desert, it would always pool and gather in hidden, underground pockets. He remembered specific historical events, old rumors, and secret files from his past life about where the strongest families found their resources.“Why do you think you know Tuntadel and what do you know about it?” The driver asked curiously. “Tuntadel City University was built near the old northern mountain range” Baron replied, his eyes snapping open under his lids. “There is an ancient, abandoned park behind the campus dorms, right at the base of the pine forest. Natural en
Chapter 6
Behind him, the arrivals terminal was in absolute chaos. He could hear Kate’s screeching voice cutting through the noise of the sliding glass doors, shouting threats and demanding that he turn around. “You get back here, you silly village boy. You know no place over here, listen to me at once.” She shouted at him.Margret was likely furious, her perfect, high-society face twisting into an ugly expression of disbelief.Baron didn’t even turn his head. He didn’t care.He walked with quick, heavy steps toward the open curb. In his past life, he had stood in that exact spot for forty-five minutes, shivering in the breeze, waiting for them to finish their luxury coffee before they finally dragged him to their sports car. He had been so terrified of getting lost in this massive city. He hadn't known the streets, the buses, or the rules.But this wasn't his past life. This was a life he had already lived, memorized, and conquered. He knew every single corner of Tuntadel City like the ba
Chapter 5
They were expecting that exact same timid, stuttering, broke boy today."Ugh, finally," Kate spoke up first, her voice dripping with pure disgust as she pointed a finger at Baron’s faded blue backpack. "Is that your only bag? It looks like it was fished out of a garbage dump. Seriously, Margret, I can't believe your family actually made us drive all the way down here to pick up a charity case."Margret didn't even look Baron in the eye. She stared at his worn-out, cheap sneakers with intense waves of physical revulsion."Don't stand too close to him, Kate," Margret sneered loudly, her voice dripping with playful contempt. "I don't want his literal poverty germs rubbing off onto my clothes. Hey! You! Baron, right? Pick up your trashy bag and hurry up. Our time is actually worth money, unlike yours. We have a car parked in the VIP zone, and I swear, if your dirty clothes stain my custom leather seats, you won't even be able to afford the cleaning fee if you worked for ten years."The t
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