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Birdy Huang understood the importance of the situation and quickly shrank its size, staying motionless in Jiang Yuan’s arms.

Then, Jiang Yuan, accompanied by Shu Xiaoxiao, strolled straight past the entrance of the secret realm.

In the next moment.

The two emerged from the secret realm.

Jiang Yuan swept his divine senses around, and his tense mind instantly relaxed.

The surroundings of the secret realm were peaceful and serene.

And there was no presence of that Spiritual Crane at the seventh stage of the Dharma Realm.

Under his divine sense scan, within tens of miles, only Pan Hua and his younger fellow apprentice were present.

Pan Hua came forward with a smile on his face.

“Did Brother Jiang breakthrough?”

Jiang Yuan nodded slightly, “Yes, I’ve broken through.”

“Impressive!” Pan Hua exclaimed in admiration.

Even though he previously suspected the unusual phenomenon was probably due to Jiang Yuan’s breakthrough.

But at this moment, after hearing the news from Jiang Yuan himself.

He was still filled with astonishment.

This level of cultivation at such a young age.

He was most likely to catch up to the Eldest Senior Brother among the students at the Holy Institute.

As for the Dean?

Matching the Dean’s level was nearly impossible!

He wasn’t sure about the Dean’s real strength, but he knew one thing.

The Dean must be one of the top warriors among the human race, superior to the Eldest Senior Brother.

As for how strong, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t be able to determine with his current perspective.

His fellow apprentice, standing next to Pan Hua, was staring at Jiang Yuan with twinkling eyes.

“Eldest Brother, did you kill that Spiritual Crane at the seventh stage of the Dharma Realm for him while waiting here?”

“Of course!” Pan Hua replied with a warm smile, “Brother Jiang is a close friend of mine!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan smiled.

“Thank you, Brother Pan for your protection!”

Pan Hua shook his head, “There’s no need for formalities between you and me! I have also been taken care of by others before! It’s a tradition passed down!”

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Yuan immediately understood what Pan Hua meant.

He could also guess who Pan Hua meant by “others”.

Jiang Yuan just smiled in response, said nothing further, and silently kept this in mind.

Pan Hua added, “What are Brother Jiang’s plans next?”

“I will first head to where I should!”

Pan Hua instantly understood that Jiang Yuan planned to report to the Holy Institute.

However, in front of his junior sister, he didn’t want to expose this part of his identity.

So he asked, “Will Brother Jiang be going through Upper Que City?”

Jiang Yuan nodded, “Upper Que City is the closest transfer station!”

Pan Hua grinned, “Great, let’s go together. I’m also heading back to Langya Blessed Land, it’s on the way!”

“Alright, let’s go together!”

Jiang Yuan nodded.

…

Outside the Supreme Mystery Sect.

On the Nameless Mountain.

A sturdy man was sitting at the peak, a heavy sword lying on his thigh, and a bronze mask of a ferocious ghost covering his face.

For the wise and experienced, seeing this bronze mask was enough to recognize his identity, a Bronze Assassin of the Heaven Killing Pavilion.

To reach this status, one’s cultivation must have reached the Dharma Realm. But more importantly, one must successfully complete ten consecutive assassination tasks assigned by seniors, targeting cultivators at the Dharma Realm.

This was the most challenging part.

The assignments given by the assessors were filled with uncertainties. Not all targets were newly advanced to the Dharma Realm!

Among them, there might be some targets with deep cultivation and powerful strength.

A cultivator who had reached this step was often a wily old fox.

Many people purposefully conceal some of their strength to ensure their safety. Their real abilities were often not as apparent.

These hidden powers were difficult to calculate, even with divination.

Only when one completes all ten tasks can they be awarded the Bronze Ghost Face mask, and be given higher status and resources.

Those who were able to wear the Bronze Ghost Face mask were masters of the Dharma Realm.

Regardless of the unexpected twists and turns that might occur during their missions, they were smoothed over by their formidable power.

So, the fact this sturdy man had become a Bronze Assassin indicated his extraordinary capabilities.

He was sitting on the peak of the mountain, quietly waiting for Jiang Yuan’s return to the sect.

He had been waiting there for a full half-month already.

But he was not in a hurry.

Often, in order to complete one assassination, it’s common to wait for one or even two years.

…

Upper Que City.

A flash of light, and Jiang Yuan and Pan Hua appeared on the square.

“Greetings to Daoist Pan Hua!”

Seeing Pan Hua, the few individuals guarding the transmission array immediately saluted respectfully.

In Upper Que City, Pan Hua’s status was significantly higher than that of the city master. He was an absolute ruler.

As a Daoist disciple of Langya Blessed Land, his status was nominally equal to the Grand Elders of Langya Blessed Land, below only the Sect Master and the leading Grand Elder.

He can be considered one of the top authorities within Langya Blessed Land.

Even in the surrounding three major Blessed Lands, his status was still within the top ten.

No one disrespected Pan Hua’s appearance.

When those guards heard him, they immediately turned and looked.

The moment they saw Pan Hua, they knelt on one knee in salute.

“Greetings to Daoist Pan Hua!”

“Greetings to Daoist Pan Hua!”

“Greetings to Daoist Pan Hua…”

The voices accumulated into a wave of sound, instantly overwhelming.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan was inwardly stunned.

Goodness me!

This was Upper Que City, one of the top metropolises in the Eastern Region.

Just with his appearance, Pan Hua had caused such a commotion.

It was only at this moment that Jiang Yuan had a more intuitive understanding of Pan Hua’s identity as a Daoist disciple.

His previous understanding of Pan Hua’s identity was just conceptual, with no intuitive perception.

Looking at the scene around him, the corner of Pan Hua’s mouth turned up slightly.

“How about it, Brother Jiang? In Upper Que City, I, Pan Hua, do have some status!”

He said slightly boastfully to Jiang Yuan.

He felt pleased in his heart. In front of his junior brother, he had managed to show-off a bit.

Jiang Yuan laughed, “The status of Brother Pan is undoubtedly beyond question.”

Pan Hua continued, “Since we’re already in Upper Que City, Brother Jiang, would you like to be my guest at Langya Blessed Land?”

At this moment, Jiang Yuan conjured in his mind the words Bo Ruo had spoken earlier. He was eager to verify them.

This was a matter of life and death.

So he shook his head slightly, “Next time! I have urgent matters to attend to now!”

People kept their voices low during the conversation.

But these were not ordinary people, they were cultivators.

As long as the conversation wasn’t through divine sense, they could clearly hear even the most minor exchanges.

Pan Hua’s boast and the invitation were clearly heard by everyone.

They looked at Jiang Yuan, more surprised than before.

Who is this person?

Why was he receiving such special attention from Daoist Pan Hua?

Everyone was frantically searching through their memories, trying to find information about Jiang Yuan.

At this moment, a man in black armor holding a sword almost fell to his knees.

He had recognized Jiang Yuan from just over twenty days ago.