CHAPTER 14
Author: ASTON CARTIER
last update2026-06-10 22:49:40

"You are a menace to society," Taion commented, manifesting on a rock nearby.

"I am an entrepreneur," Yuchen corrected, picking up his venom sacs. "And I just saved myself thousands of MP. Time to head home. I have grinding to do."

Back at his newly purchased estate in the inner ring, Yuchen stood bare-chested in the center of his private training courtyard. He was completely drenched in sweat, his muscles burning with lactic acid.

"Ninety-eight... ninety-nine... one hundred!"

Yuchen gasped, d
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