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The next day, the entire population of Chaozhou gathered in the central plaza. They watched the City Lord—whom they had once respected—hanging from a tall wooden pole.

Rows of soldiers stood firmly beneath it, lined up in disciplined formation. Their expressions were stern, devoid of smiles or warmth. There was only sharp vigilance and a cold demeanor that reflected unwavering firmness with no room for compromise.

One of the soldiers, who had reached level fifteen of the Qi Pioneer stage, stepped forward. His stride was steady, and the aura around him was so intense that no one around could ignore it. He stopped in front of the city pole, then spoke in a deep voice—each word striking like a hammer to the chest.

“You must be wondering why we treated the City Lord like this?”

The atmosphere in the plaza was tense. The townspeople slowly nodded, their eyes still filled with confusion and shock. To them, the City Lord had always been a symbol of wisdom and protector of their lives. Th

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Shisi clenched his teeth. His face flushed with anger. His hands trembled, but not from fear—but from an uncontainable disgust. “You’re truly a scoundrel.” “Me?” Di Wuxu looked to his left and right, then looked back. “Who rejected me first? You think I couldn't get you? Just because you're under the Sect's protection, you think I'd keep quiet?” Shisi spat blood onto the ground. “I'd rather die than be touched by a scoundrel like you.” “Good,” Di Wuxu murmured softly, then stepped forward. “Because tonight, you don't need to choose.” Low laughter erupted from the other six. One of them brought out a spiritual chain, another pulled back his robe, revealing hands already filled with paralyzing formation marks. Shisi's eyes sharpened. “Are you core disciples or beasts?” “None of your concern,” one of them said. “We don't wear uniforms, we don't use names. So no one will know. Except you, of course. But… you won't have time to tell anyone.” Shisi tried to take a breath, but almost
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Feng Lai mentioned Tian Chen's name without emotion, yet it was enough to make the room feel tense. Even the two women who had initially been flirtatious now bowed deeply, not daring to move. “My father might not care. But I'm different. I don't like anyone rising too quickly before understanding who stands above them.” The old man’s breath hitched. Feng Lai slowly stood up. His height towered, and although his body wasn't large, a menacing aura emanated from his calm movements. He walked to a shelf on the side of the room and took a small scroll, then gazed at the dragon carvings on the wall. “I don't care who he is, who trained him, or how quickly he rose. I only know one thing. No core disciple is allowed to be higher than me, as long as I still stand at the peak.” He turned, looking straight at the old man who was still prostrating himself. “Prepare our people. I don't want to make a public scene. Use the shadow channels. No need to touch him directly… make him slowly run ou
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The young man could feel it. Not from an intentionally released aura, but from the vibrations in the air. From the pressure that pierced directly into his bone marrow. “No… it’s impossible. How could you possess such a high realm!” His words came out almost like a whisper. But everyone present heard him. Tian Chen looked at him coldly. His eyes were sharp as sword blades. “You’d better leave. Before I truly lose my patience!” That wasn't a shout. But each word felt like a hammer hitting the young man's chest. Tian Chen no longer concealed his cultivation. Now everyone could feel it. Tian Chen possessed the fourteenth level of the Pioneer Qi stage realm. At that very moment, everyone fell silent. Not only the disciples present, but even Elder Lie, who stood behind the stone table, was shocked. He hadn't expected Tian Chen to possess such a high realm. He was already on par with a Sacred Disciple. All the rumors that had considered Tian Chen merely lucky were shattered in an in
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Elder Lie snapped out of his reverie. He forced himself to smile, a strained grin that looked awkward and tried to mask his tension. “Tian Chen, all of this is genuine. You truly completed all the missions perfectly. You even managed to complete them in a short time.” His voice sounded more polite than before, although he tried to hide it behind a forced chuckle. His hands began to move quickly, counting with slightly trembling fingers. Elder Lie began calculating the contribution points to be awarded. “Tian Chen, with over 200 cores of sixth-level beasts, and all those bandit heads, you've earned 2000 contribution points. That's more than Seventh Sacred Disciple. Therefore, your name will replace his.” Several disciples around the table were shocked. They looked at each other. The Seventh Sacred Disciple was a name that had long held the top position on the contribution board. Now, without much ado, that position was taken over by a new disciple who hadn't even been in the sect
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Tian Chen didn't respond to any of them. He only smiled slightly. A thin smile that stopped some people's laughter, because they didn't know what the young man was planning. Then, Tian Chen waved his hand. Instantly—the heads of the bandits he had beheaded piled up on the mission table. The blood on some of the heads was still wet, indicating that he hadn't carried them for a long time. Their faces were recognizable from the mission scrolls, causing several Elders to immediately rise from their seats. However, Tian Chen wasn't finished. The scrolls that had been signed by the city rulers also piled up on the table. Official seals gleamed under the light of the formation stones, each stating Tian Chen's successful completion of the missions without a single failure. That was just the beginning. The next second. Over two hundred cores of sixth-level beasts piled up. Some of them even emitted auras of energy that hadn't completely faded. All of them were thrown onto the table like
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Upon Tian Chen's return, many eyes were upon him. Several disciples who were active at the inner gate immediately stopped their steps. Some others even deliberately slowed their pace just to make sure that what they saw was indeed Tian Chen. Many were also talking about him. “Look, isn't that Tian Chen? The new disciple who immediately became a core disciple. He was even the first place winner in the core disciple examination.” An inner disciple in blue clothes frowned, then nudged his friend with his elbow. “Right, that's him. No core disciple had a spirit beast like his. But… why is he back? Did he fail to complete his mission?” his friend whispered while glancing at Yinlei with a surprised look. “Maybe. I heard he took ten C-ranked missions at once. Completing those ten missions would take at least three years, but he's already back in a little over a year. Most likely he failed.” “Besides, he was too confident taking ten missions at once. Maybe because he managed to become t

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