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After dealing with the Heavenly Tribulation, Feng Fan turned his gaze toward Zhang Qi, a sly grin spreading across his face.

'With this brick in my hand, why would I fear a mere Qi Gathering ant?'

Zhang Qi met Feng Fan's eyes, and a chill ran down his spine. If the heavenly tribulation had already terrified him beyond reason, what could he possibly do against the man who had effortlessly survived it?

'No, he didn't just survive it. He finished it off,' thought Zhang Qi.

Feng Fan could see the fear in Zhang Qi's trembling form. He knew the man wouldn't be able to fight back like this, so he decided to end things quickly before any unforeseen complications arose.

'The elders will be here any moment. There's no way they didn't notice the tribulation. The only reason they haven't arrived yet must be their fear of offending the expert they believe overcame it.'

Feng Fan clenched his jaw. He couldn't let anyone know his secrets—not the elders, and certainly not Zhang Qi, the only one who had seen everything. Whether it was to protect his secrets or because Zhang Qi had tried to kill him and Huang Xue, the man had to die.

Raising the Suppression Relic in his hand, Feng Fan prepared to strike. But as he poised to throw it, he hesitated, his hand trembling.@@novelbin@@

"Damn it, I've never killed a human before. How could this be easy?"

His thoughts turned to Huang Xue, whose life and death remained uncertain. Anger surged through him, chasing away his doubt.

"Mercy for my enemies is cruelty to myself!"

With newfound resolve, Feng Fan hurled the Suppression Relic.

Zhang Qi, still frozen with fear, didn't even attempt to move. The relic struck him squarely in the head, shattering his skull. Blood and brain matter splattered across the ground, painting a grim scene.

Zhang Qi's lifeless body hit the ground with a heavy thud as the Suppression Relic returned to Feng Fan's hand.

Without hesitation, Feng Fan stored the weapon inside his space ring and hurried over to Huang Xue. Circulating his cultivation technique to hasten his own healing, he knelt beside her and gently took her pulse.

"Thank goodness... she's still alive." Relief washed over him as he sensed the faint but steady rhythm of her life force.

"It seems her cultivation technique is slowly healing her. Her life isn't in danger."

Deciding there was little more he could do, Feng Fan sat beside her.

He needed rest too, and there was no escaping the fact that the elders would arrive sooner or later, drawn by the chaos he had caused.

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While Feng Fan fought for his life against Zhang Qi, within the White Crow Sect's main chamber, several figures gathered for a discussion. Among them were Elder Jiang, Elder Zou, Elder Yao, and Sect Master Yin Jian.

"Is everything ready for tomorrow's assessment to recruit new disciples?" Yin Jian asked, his voice calm.

Elder Jiang, the one responsible for overseeing these matters, gave a confident nod. "Yes, Sect Master. Around five thousand candidates are expected to participate this time. If fortune favors us, we may be able to recruit about five hundred official disciples."

Yin Jian acknowledged this with a slight nod. "Ten percent would indeed be an acceptable result. However, even if we don't uncover any exceptional prodigies, the talents we've already brought in from Earth are more than sufficient. Our priority should be to strengthen them for the upcoming competition. You all understand what's at stake if we fail to secure a top position this time."

The atmosphere grew heavy as the elders exchanged grave looks. Failure wasn't an option.

"How are Huang Xue's and Xue Qiang's training progressing?" Yin Jian inquired, shifting his focus to their respective mentors.

Elder Zou responded first, his tone respectful. "Sect Master, Xue Qiang's progress has been exceptional. Her immortal-grade talent is truly unparalleled. She is on the verge of breaking through to the third stage of the Qi Gathering Realm."

Elder Yao added, "Huang Xue's progress is equally impressive, but her combat style differs from Xue Qiang's. Her wood-element abilities excel in group battles rather than direct confrontations."

"It's fine," the Sect Master replied calmly. "Both of them will have their chance to shine. The young competition isn't solely about individual strength."

"Sect Master, there's something important I'd like to report," another elder spoke up, his tone slightly hesitant.

"Go ahead, Elder Peng," Yin Jian said, gesturing for him to continue.

Elder Peng He, Peng Hui's father, was among the weaker elders present, only at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. However, his skills as an alchemist earned him significant respect and influence within the sect.

"There was an unusual event in the arena today," Elder Peng began, his voice carrying intrigue. "A young cultivator at the 1st Body Forging Realm single-handedly defeated more than thirty Qi Gathering Realm disciples."

The room fell silent, the elders momentarily stunned. Such a feat was unheard of, even more so for someone at the Body Forging stage.

"Elder Peng, are you certain of this information?" Elder Cui Yingjie asked, his excitement was evident. "What's the disciple's name? A youngster like this might be a prodigy in the Body Cultivation path!"

Elder Cui, a towering figure in the Divine Strength Realm and a black mustache, was the only body cultivator among the elders.

Anticipation was visible in his expression. 'This could be my opportunity to mentor a true talent,' he thought as he stretched his muscular arms.

"His name is Feng Fan," Elder Peng replied. "If I recall correctly, he was the one summoned from Earth with a trash-tier talent."

Elder Jiang's eyes widened in surprise. When he initially suggested Body Cultivation for Feng Fan, it had been more of an afterthought. Earthlings rarely excelled in the painful Body Cultivation path, often crumbling under the pain.

He had expected nothing from Feng Fan, much less that he would do so well in it!

Elder Cui burst into hearty laughter, his voice booming through the chamber. "Hahaha! Excellent! I'll speak to this young one tomorrow. Mark my words. This Feng Fan will be my disciple, no matter what!"