The Sect Master's Suspicion
Author: Olamide
last update2026-08-02 14:11:13

A hawk does not watch the field because it respects the rabbit; it watches because a rabbit moving with the rhythm of a wolf is an anomaly that threatens the hawk's sky.

The high floating pavilion of the Cloud Sovereign Sect hovered three hundred feet above the central arena, suspended by four massive iron chains that hummed with concentrated spiritual energy. From my vantage point near the lower exit corridor, I looked up through the drifting mountain mist, my sharp eyes catching the golden ro
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    When a man achieves fifth-stage physical density, golden armor is no longer a shield; it is merely a flimsy tin wrapper waiting to be peeled back by cold iron.The inner courtyard before the High Sovereign Hall was a sea of glittering white marble, lined with fifty stone pillars. Standing between us and the massive dark-iron doors of Celestial Emperor Mu Rong’s private chamber was his last line of defense: two thousand elite imperial paladins in star-gold alloy armor.Do not let him step onto the inner dais, the paladin commander roared, drawing a broadsword that crackled with blue lightning. Form the interlocking wall!Two thousand heavy shields slammed together with a metallic crash.They still think gold plate makes a wall, Xiao Lan noted, stepping to my left with a sharp laugh as her dark iron blade hummed.Stay back, both of you, I told them smoothly. My hands gripped the shaft of my reclaimed True Void Spear, my broad shoulders settled.A hu

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