The yuanqi secret realm.
Near the Tengkong area.
Su Yu had already opened the apertures required for the top-tier aperture fusion art and was currently fusing them.
Three days had passed.
Combined with what he had already fused beforehand, his body shuddered faintly at this moment as sixteen apertures fused completely into one!
Fusing sixteen apertures into one meant he had formally stepped into the Wanshi Realm, advancing in the highest possible state.
The fused aperture shone with dazzling radiance!
Blood qi surged, bones were tempered, and yuanqi erupted.
Yuanqi and blood intermingled, coursing through his body like surging river waves, washing through him from head to toe.
Wanshi!
Today was November 20.
Less than four months after enrollment, Su Yu had formally stepped into the Wanshi Realm—a sixteen-aperture-fused Wanshi Realm!
He threw a punch!
A thunderous sonic boom exploded!
With his apertures fused, Su Yu's explosive power was significantly stronger than before, his physical body reinforced, and his blood qi far richer.
"Wanshi at last!"
Su Yu exhaled.
The strength of this single fused aperture, combining sixteen apertures, was comparable to the power of forty apertures of an ordinary Qianjun Realm cultivator—an increase of one and a half times.
A ten-aperture-fused Wanshi in a fused state was merely equivalent to twenty Qianjun apertures.
Right now, Su Yu's explosive power had surged tremendously.
A true Wanshi Realm!
One who cultivated a top-tier Heaven-rank art could fight across three minor levels against someone cultivating an Earth-rank art. Cultivating top Earth-rank allowed fighting three levels above top Profound-rank, and cultivating top Profound-rank allowed fighting three levels above top Yellow-rank.
In other words, Su Yu could now fight someone cultivating a top Yellow-rank art—like his old man—across nine minor realms.
And that was purely from the cultivation art itself, without factoring in battle techniques or willpower...
In truth, Su Yu was far stronger and commanded far more methods than an ordinary warrior cultivating a top Heaven-rank art.
"Even if Dad reaches Tengkong, he won't be my match. Third or fourth-stage Tengkong at most, assuming I don't use willpower..."
This was the gap between a genius and an ordinary person!
A whole major realm apart!
And Su Yu was a monster among monsters. Xia Huyou, who also cultivated the top-tier Heaven Cleaving Saber art, would definitely be slaughtered by Su Yu if he didn't have many tricks up his sleeve. Of course, as the son of the manor lord, Su Yu was sure the fellow had a few hidden cards.
Most geniuses in the academy cultivated top Earth-rank arts, while ordinary students cultivated top Profound-rank arts.
Against ordinary students, Su Yu could fight across six minor realms, and because he had opened so many apertures, his combat prowess was even more formidable.
Someone like Zhou Hao, a typical peerless genius on the warrior path, was the benchmark.
"Wanshi..."
Su Yu felt his physical body. His flesh and blood had grown stronger; they were still flesh and blood, but felt coated with a natural protective membrane.
This was Wanshi!
His strength had grown immensely!
Reaching Tengkong was mainly about strengthening the physical body in preparation for the future. Reaching Lingyun was the critical point for yuanqi transformation—just like willpower tiers, yuanqi also had nine transformations. Entering Shanhai after the nine Lingyun transformations meant far greater strength.
"Fuse more apertures!"
Right now, Su Yu had opened 318 apertures. He was in no rush to open more; he would focus on aperture fusion first.
Ideally, he could fuse the 144 apertures into 9, entering the ninth stage of the Wanshi Realm.
That way, just these 144 apertures could unleash the power of over 360 apertures. Combined with his cultivation art, if the art's apertures also fused, it would easily exceed 400 apertures' worth of power.
That was explosive power!
Su Yu had many other apertures, but they couldn't all erupt at once.
Explosive power exceeding 400 apertures—that would be his strength at Wanshi ninth stage. At that time, depending on what art the enemy Tengkong cultivated, if their art was substandard, Su Yu could leap across a major realm to kill them!
In other words, at Wanshi ninth stage, if his opponent cultivated a Yellow-rank art, he could even slay a ninth-stage Tengkong.
That was the disparity!
"Ah, Dad..."
Su Yu sighed again. His old man cultivated such a poor art—top Yellow-rank!
At this rate, even if his old man reached Tengkong, he might get punched into... cough, cough.
The gap between cultivation arts grew increasingly stark in later stages.
Fortunately, he hadn't broken through with an Earth-rank art back then; otherwise, he would have had trouble dealing with those monstrous geniuses.
"Even right now, I can practically be considered a commoner-tier Tengkong."
Su Yu evaluated his strength. When he killed those members of the Zhang family earlier—killing that third-stage Tengkong—it had already become evident.
While pondering, Su Yu continued fusing apertures.
He thought about his future path.
No matter what lay ahead, there was one prerequisite: sufficient strength, solid backing, a powerful patron, and personal growth. But all that took time.
"The Single Divine Character Faction probably can't sit still anymore."
If he were in their shoes, he wouldn't sit still either.
They had suppressed the Multiple Divine Characters Faction for so many years, only for Su Yu to cause such an uproar now. It would be bizarre if they could sit quietly.
"Most members of the Single Divine Character Faction have become a malignant tumor. But the Great Xia Prefecture, Principal Wan, and the others can't make up their minds, or perhaps think they can still be saved. In my eyes, though, they're incurable!"
He didn't know what Wan Tiansheng and the Xia family were thinking specifically. Maybe they were reluctant to expend several Shanhai powerhouses, or worried about provoking a backlash from the Single Divine Character Faction across the human realm.
From Su Yu's perspective, however, those people were a tumor.
Different angles led to different considerations.
Especially since Su Yu still held a true trump card!
Bai Feng's disassembly art!
This was a game-changing masterstroke, far more impactful than the few cultivation arts Su Yu had brought out. Disassembling divine character battle techniques, then filling in divine characters—this was actually much more useful than individual cultivation arts.
New cultivation arts suited newcomers.
For many veterans, however, cultivating a new art didn't help much; the disassembly art was far more critical.
Disassembling, merging, filling, combining battle techniques...
If that truly spread, Su Yu was certain the Multiple Divine Characters Faction would rise again in an instant.
"Teacher is the true research genius. What a pity..."
A pity the academy hadn't realized it. The Great Xia Prefecture government had some inkling—Ji Hong and the others had wanted to recruit Bai Feng, but Bai Feng refused.
Now Su Yu was weighing the best time to unveil this trump card.
"Wipe out a portion of opponents, purge some people... and when people start speaking out in protest, claiming human strength is being weakened, that's when releasing it will be most fitting!"
He judged the timing. Once a counterattack was launched and people were killed, many would inevitably jump out to criticize!
When that time came, the disassembly art would shut their mouths!
"I need time. I need strength!"
Su Yu thought to himself. He didn't care what Wan Tiansheng and the others planned; they had their plans, and he had his.
"My only worry... is that Invincible making a move against me!"
Su Yu frowned and sighed inwardly. What the Multiple Divine Characters Faction truly lacked was an Invincible.
Otherwise, why would things be so difficult?
Right now, he hadn't drawn that person's attention yet. But once the Single Divine Character Faction was purged, he might face that Invincible's strike, or even the wary assassination attempts of powerhouses from the myriad races.
According to Wan Tiansheng, the Multiple Divine Characters Faction could produce Invincible Civilization Masters and unlock the human realm's sealing restrictions, something the myriad races could never tolerate.
"Troublesome!"
With endless tangled threads, Su Yu knew he didn't actually have to shoulder it all alone. There were still many people in the Multiple Divine Characters Faction. Yet if he could help shoulder some pressure for Liu Wenyan and the others, he was glad to do so.
Putting the thoughts aside, he went into secluded cultivation!
As for his earlier words about challenging the Top 100 Rankings... that could wait.
Let Zhai Feng stew for a while.
The fellow had refused to break through; Su Yu had a general idea of what he, or Zhou Pingsheng, was plotting.
Let him suffer in anticipation!
He was probably dying for Su Yu to challenge him.
...
Days passed, one after another.
November gradually drew to a close.
The Top 100 arena.
The arena closed on the 25th of every month.
Today was the 25th. Once today's matches ended, students on the Top 100 Rankings would no longer accept challenges.
With the arrival of this class of freshmen, this year's Top 100 Rankings had changed dramatically.
On stage, Zheng Yunhui had already broken through to Wanshi. He hadn't switched cultivation arts—or rather, hadn't yet—but had cultivated the highest version of the aperture fusion art and formally stepped into the Wanshi Realm!
A 12-aperture-fused Wanshi!
With a punch, blood qi surged, yuanqi erupted, and a senior student was blasted off the stage.
Below, boos erupted!
He was strong, yes, but this was the Top 100 Rankings, not the Wanshi Rankings. Zheng Yunhui, that brute from the War Academy, fought purely with his physical body every time he took the stage. Even though he won, many felt indignant.
Zheng Yunhui couldn't care less. Grinning, he said, "Progressing so fast feels awesome! I'm finally ranked 79th!"
He had broken into the top 80.
For a freshman, this was an astonishing achievement.
Zhao Ming didn't bother looking at him, snapping, "If you're not fighting anymore, get down!"
On the 25th, plenty of people were challenging the rankings. Who had time for him?
Zheng Yunhui hopped down with a grin. Rank 79 was enough for now.
"Next!" Zhao Ming called out.
From the crowd, Zhou Hao jumped straight up, ignoring everyone else, and said bluntly, "Rank 91!"
Seeing Zhou Hao step up, many felt a chill.
This guy was taking the stage for only the second time.
After being beaten half to death by Su Yu the first time, he hadn't set foot on the Top 100 arena until now. But when he fought Zhan Hai previously, everyone had witnessed it.
Incredibly strong!
Below rank 30, virtually no one was his match.
Though knowing he couldn't win, the student ranked 91st still wanted to try.
The moment Zhao Ming called start!
Zhou Hao pounced like a tiger, blood qi soaring to the sky. Divine characters, willpower—all shattered and suppressed!
Boom!
With a single punch, the 91st-ranked student was sent flying, crashing off the stage with broken ribs.
Too strong!
Zhou Hao wasted no words, immediately saying, "Rank 81!"
Below the stage, many were shaken. He was clearing the board!
Usually, people tried to sweep rankings at the end of the month, but it was rarely like this. Zhou Hao's sweep felt terrifying.
One punch to easily defeat rank 91.
Silence.
Zhou Hao frowned. "If they aren't here, then rank 82!"
"Still no one?"
"Then 83!"
He called down the line. Soon, someone couldn't take it anymore, snorted, and leaped onto the stage.
"Zhou Hao, you're merely—"
"Referee, can we start?"
Zhou Hao paid no attention, utterly uninterested. He only wanted to climb higher to make money.
He didn't have Su Yu's moneymaking methods; he only knew that a higher rank on the Top 100 Rankings brought more merit points.
"Begin!"
As Zhao Ming spoke, it went almost the same as before. Zhou Hao didn't rely on willpower—his willpower was weak. He relied purely on formidable blood qi and yuanqi to crush everything, throwing a heavy punch!
His opponent collapsed, life or death uncertain!
Effortless!
Zhou Hao continued fighting, his rank leaping upward. He fought seven matches in succession, stopping only when he reached rank 31 before stepping down.
Seven matches!
Seven victories!
The 31st-ranked student had faced Zhou Hao, who unleashed 13 consecutive punches, breaking their ribs and kicking them off the stage.
...
Below the stage.
Wan Mingze and several others gathered, expressing amazement.
Wan Mingze looked at Hu Qiusheng and sighed. "His Thousand Mountains Art advanced, bringing him into Wanshi. The Thousand Mountains Art is inherently domineering, and paired with his baleful aura, anyone in the academy without ninth-stage Wanshi strength will probably find him hard to check."
Hu Qiusheng smiled. Wan Mingze asked, "What about you? Have you learned Su Yu's aperture fusion art?"
"Mm."
"How is it?"
"Not bad."
Hu Qiusheng smiled and said, "What about you, Mingze? If you want to accomplish things, you need a reputation, and you need followers. Hiding your strength all the time accomplishes nothing; it's pointless. If you keep this up, do you think anyone will listen to you, follow you, and help you achieve that near-impossible goal?"
Hu Qiusheng continued, "When I first enrolled, I thought it'd be enough if this class produced a handful capable of making the Top 100. But looking at it now... the sky is about to change for our class!"
Too many!
Right now, many were capable of charging into the Top 100, but were simply lying low.
Take Xia Huyou, for instance—no one knew his true strength.
If Wan Mingze stuck to his old approach, his current strength wasn't enough to convince people. He would struggle to win followers. In both the War Academy and the Civilization Academy, students and teachers followed the strong. Family background had value, but only so much.
If family background decided everything, everyone would have flocked to Xia Chan. Wouldn't that be even stronger than the Wan family?
Speaking of Xia Chan, Hu Qiusheng's eyes flickered. "Xia Chan will probably break through to Wanshi soon!"
She had reached Qianjun ninth stage some time ago.
She had vanished these past few days; undoubtedly, she had received the aperture fusion art transmission—the highest tier. As a direct descendant of the Xia family, per Su Yu's terms, she was eligible.
He looked back at Wan Mingze. "Mingze, people respected you before because you were strong enough! But now... you haven't shown it. If you keep this up, even those who believed in you will start wavering."
Currently, Wan Mingze was ranked 86th on the Top 100 Rankings—neither high nor too low.
In previous years, that would have been plenty; rarely did freshmen make the Top 100.
But this year was completely different.
The earlier Sea of Consciousness Mystic Realm had also empowered several freshmen.
Su Meng, Wu Lan, and others had entered and gained formidable willpower. Zhang Hao and Lin Yao had gone in too; even Lin Yao had decent strength now and seemed to be progressing rapidly.
The freshmen were growing stronger by the day.
Hu Qiusheng suspected that in another month or so, dozens of freshmen might storm the Top 100 Rankings during the monthly challenges.
As for senior students... those in the Top 100 weren't weak, but some had broken through to Tengkong, while others had been stuck at this stage for years; in terms of true aptitude, they weren't necessarily remarkable.
The truly strong, like Zhan Hai, had all advanced and left.
Jiang Mu hadn't broken through to Tengkong only because he was fusing the rest of his apertures, intending to enter Tengkong with all apertures fused.
Wan Mingze nodded slightly. "I underestimated the world's heroes. Qiusheng, aren't you going to advance further?"
Hu Qiusheng smiled. "Want to see? Fine, I'll toss out a brick to invite jade. Mingze, if you want to compete, stop hiding. It will only hold you back..."
With that, he stepped onto the stage.
He held nothing back: peak Yangxing willpower erupted, accompanied by the aura of first-stage Wanshi!
In an instant, many were stunned!
Another freshman!
...
The Top 100 battles continued, fiercer than ever before.
Most Top 100 students arrived one after another.
At the end of November, the freshmen exploded with power.
Storming the rankings!
It wasn't just one person. Even students who hadn't challenged the rankings before stepped up one after another.
Even Jia Mingzhen and his group fished in troubled waters, joining the challenges and fighting their way upward.
The Top 100 arena was forced to open several additional rings.
Even Xia Huyou appeared. Having formally reached Wanshi, he too was challenging the rankings today. Everyone knew an explosive period for mid- and low-tier geniuses was approaching.
If they didn't secure a foothold now, challenging later might be even harder.
If they didn't make a name for themselves now, it would only be more difficult!
Jia Mingzhen's group of five, Hu Qiusheng, Wan Mingze, Zhang Hao, Su Meng, Zhao Shiqi, Zheng Hong, Xia Chan, Xia Huyou, Zheng Yunhui...
Along with Su Yu and Zhou Hao, by the time the challenge period ended on November 25, a staggering 23 freshmen had claimed spots on the Top 100 Rankings!
It was utterly shocking!
Even Wu Lan ran up to challenge at the last moment, facing Lin Qing, who had struggled through multiple bouts to cling to rank 99. After a prolonged battle, she nearly knocked Lin Qing off, losing by just a hair.
Lin Qing wasn't weak, but Wu Lan had visited the Sea of Consciousness Mystic Realm and made significant progress. Her physical strength was modest, and though she knew the aperture fusion art, it offered little help yet. Once her physical body reached Wanshi, with the top-tier aperture fusion art, her progress wouldn't be slow either.
Freshmen emerged one after another. Wan Mingze made a rapid charge today, fighting all the way to rank 32, stopping just one spot behind Zhou Hao.
The rankings had been swept clean!
The highest-ranked remained Su Yu at rank 30, though he hadn't challenged recently.
Next was Zhou Hao, then Wan Mingze, followed by Hu Qiusheng at rank 44.
Several freshmen had breached the top fifty, sending shockwaves through the entire Civilization Academy and filling senior students with an acute sense of crisis!
Those fishing in troubled waters weren't just Jia Mingzhen and his companions; several students from the myriad races challenged the rankings as well.
A full seven entered the Top 100 Rankings!
Together with the human freshmen, 30 new students claimed nearly a third of the Top 100 Rankings.
Wu Qi's student, Lin Qing, had fought tooth and nail, clawing upward for half a year, steadily growing stronger... yet after dozens of battles, she had only gone from rank 100 to rank 99.
Her rank simply wouldn't budge!
No matter how much stronger she became, those ahead were even stronger!
As for former Top 100 students at the lower end who had fallen off, they couldn't fight their way back at all.
...
Late at night.
The Top 100 battles came to an end.
Xiuxin Pavilion.
The 35th floor, Wan Tiansheng's residence.
Jia Mingzhen sneaked inside and sighed as soon as he entered. "Old Wan, I really don't think there's any need for us to pretend to be freshmen anymore. With Su Yu, and now several other ruthless characters emerging, we're completely useless! Look at that—the senior students on the Top 100 Rankings have been beaten senseless!"
They had originally been meant to stimulate the freshmen, but now... did the freshmen need stimulating?
Give me a break!
The freshmen had stimulated themselves into a frenzy, as proven by today's battles. Over twenty freshmen on the Top 100 Rankings—it was terrifying, something that had never happened in previous years.
He continued, "Old Wan, do those bastards from the War Academy still dare to come? Our freshmen are truly savage. I'm afraid we'll beat them into questioning their existence!"
According to the agreement, they were due to arrive next month, just a few days away.
Why even come?
Weren't they afraid of being pulverized?
Wan Tiansheng was still reading, not even looking up as he said calmly, "You think only our Civilization Academy has monstrous talents? The War Academy has a few not-so-weak figures as well. There are several at Wanshi seventh and eighth stage, and apparently even a ninth-stage freshman. They cultivate a 108-aperture art, but their strength isn't weak. Even Zhou Hao might not be sure of winning if he ran into them."
"That's hard to say. Don't forget there are a few others, like Su Yu. If he steps in, would they be a match for him?"
Jia Mingzhen spoke for a bit, then said anxiously, "Old Wan, are we really going to keep pretending to be freshmen? It's pretty pointless. Oh right, you told us to hook up with the All-Races Cult, and we did. I sold a bunch of stuff, and someone finally contacted me, but... they all seem to be peripheral pawns. They might not even know they're working for the All-Races Cult."
Such peripheral figures didn't know who they served; they just took money and did tasks. Catching them was of little use.
"That's because of your incompetence!"
"..."
Jia Mingzhen was speechless. "How am I incompetent? If you're so capable, why don't you catch them?"
"You think I can't?"
"Then why make me do it if you can?"
"I don't bother catching small fry. It's pointless!"
Wan Tiansheng said calmly, "In our academy, at least one Lingyun, perhaps even a Shanhai, belongs to the All-Races Cult!"
"What?"
Jia Mingzhen's expression turned grave. "Really? Infiltration has reached that level?"
"Mm."
Wan Tiansheng smiled. "Naturally. Our academy has no shortage of Shanhai and Lingyun experts. I'm investigating! I already deduced earlier that someone high up was lurking. When Nanyuan City was attacked, Hong Tan and the others just happened to be occupied—some in seclusion, some away... The enemy seized that exact timing. How could ordinary people know the whereabouts of Shanhai experts?
"And when Su Yu was attacked earlier... the captured Zhang Wu confessed before dying that someone in the academy passed them information. Su Yu going out wasn't a state secret, and plenty knew about it, but... someone who could directly contact five Tengkong experts and knew their stronghold—do you think that would be a small fry?"
Jia Mingzhen hesitated. "Could the message have been relayed through an intermediary, then passed to them by a powerhouse of the All-Races Cult?"
"Unlikely. When it involves a genius like Su Yu, information usually goes straight through. Of course, no possibility can be ruled out!"
Wan Tiansheng said softly, "Old Jia, for all these years, I allowed the academy to be infiltrated and let internal strife continue unchecked. It has brought both harm and benefit. I won't debate merits and faults now; let future generations judge! Now, however, my intention is to thoroughly purge all unstable elements from the academy, prepare for war, and be ready at any moment to send the Civilization Academy to the All-Heavens Battlefield..."
Jia Mingzhen frowned at him. "What do you mean?"
Wan Tiansheng didn't look at him, murmuring, "War isn't far off; I believe it will arrive very soon! Over the past few decades, humanity has grown somewhat complacent, overly devoted to comfort, and torn by infighting. But now, more and more people are waking up!
"The War God Hall and Quest Realm allow internal strife and conflict within the human realm, but they're also making decisions—such as... it's time to unify our will!
"Humanity is fragmented. While united on the front lines, the various prefectures still fail to act with unified authority!"
Once humanity truly unified, with formidable collective strength and internal purges completed, even gods and demons joining hands might not easily suppress mankind. Even if they managed to take the human realm, they would suffer catastrophic losses!
Jia Mingzhen frowned. "Then what do you mean..."
Wan Tiansheng smiled. "Posing as students was just to test the waters! But you fellows disappointed me. My plan is for you to infiltrate and form another branch of the All-Races Cult... The Blood Fire Cult Leader was killed, creating an opportunity. Even after the Heavenly Archer Cult was destroyed, that Blood Crocodile—a mere Lingyun—dared to recruit and raise troops. Can't you do the same?"
"Blood Crocodile isn't dead yet?"
Jia Mingzhen was surprised. Shanhai experts had gone hunting for him; how was he still alive?
"Not yet," Wan Tiansheng said with a faint smile. "He hides well. Who knows where he's skulking now? The Great Xia Prefecture is vast; where would they search?"
Jia Mingzhen nodded, not pressing the matter, and soon said, "So you mean we should start a cult branch of our own..."
"Up to you."
Jia Mingzhen was speechless. What did he mean, 'up to you'?
Ignoring that, Jia Mingzhen continued, "Also, the conflict between the Single and Multiple Divine Characters Factions seems to have quieted down on the surface, but I think a bigger eruption is brewing. Old Wan, if this continues, I feel both sides will fight until one is completely wiped out. Do you really have no thoughts on this?"
Wan Tiansheng said softly, "Then let them fight—fight until one side is wiped out! The victor will unify our will. Otherwise, the rift is too deep: you hate me, I hate you—do you really think we could unite against the myriad races? We may seem to lose a group of people, but in truth, it might make our overall strength greater!"
A loose sheet of sand was not necessarily better than a smaller number of powerhouses acting with a unified heart.
That was Wan Tiansheng's perspective.
Jia Mingzhen said with some reluctance, "We really should have suppressed this conflict earlier. Now it's too late..."
"It is indeed too late; the grievances run too deep," Wan Tiansheng smiled. "Suppressing it earlier wouldn't have worked either. If it didn't erupt, it would remain a malignant tumor! Once it erupts and people experience the pain of internal strife, such nonsense will naturally decrease. Furthermore, external pressure hasn't been strong enough. The myriad races are clever; they don't apply excessive pressure to humanity, choosing instead to slice off flesh with a dull knife!"
A dull knife slicing off flesh!
When external pressure was immense, people stood united, like over three hundred years ago.
Yet after more than three hundred years, large-scale, all-out invasions had rarely broken out. Over three centuries of comfort had made many forget that war was still raging outside, having lasted over three hundred years!
The gods and demons had never given up their desire to invade!
Jia Mingzhen said helplessly, "Easier said than done... uniting human hearts... Personally, I'm not optimistic! Powerful races like the gods and demons aren't fools either. Watching our infighting, why wouldn't they be thrilled? Why would they intervene? Look at the All-Races Cult—backed by them to make humans fight humans, and every casualty is human. After several centuries, people hate the All-Races Cult far more than they hate the myriad races..."
Toward hardliners, the myriad races used suppression.
Toward moderates, they practiced mutual non-interference.
Great prefectures like the Great Zhou Prefecture rarely saw major battles on the All-Heavens Battlefield these days, whereas the Great Xia Prefecture waged war year after year.
Wan Tiansheng didn't care to dwell on this and soon changed the subject: "Su Yu may head out before long. Keep an eye out. Others can't easily move, but you few had better keep up. Now that the aperture fusion art is out, his value has likely risen again. If someone moves against him, it might even be a Shanhai."
And the probability was far from small!
Su Yu's value to the All-Races Cult had inevitably increased.
A single aperture fusion art brought Su Yu benefits, but also perils.
Jia Mingzhen nodded. "Fine, got it!"
Saying no more, he quickly slipped away into the night, soundless and unseen.
Chapter 242