The night would eventually pass.
But the storm stirred up by last night's earth-shattering battle outside Wild Boar Forest had only just begun to brew.
Lin Hai City Professioner Association headquarters.
Inside the highest-level conference room, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost suffocating.
A slightly plump middle-aged man who resembled Maitreya Buddha stared fixedly at the Holographic Projection before him, fine beads of sweat covering his forehead.
He was Zhou Yong, President of the Lin Hai City Professioner Association.
The projection was playing the final footage of Yang Yu battling the Abyss Demon Dragon, recorded by a Professioner.
That three-meter-tall Demon form, those world-destroying Sword Lights, that invincible figure who had slain the World BOSS single-handedly...
Vice President Jiang Zhenshan watched with an equally grim expression.
Yesterday, he had learned of Yang Yu from his daughter.
But he had never expected Yang Yu to be so monstrously gifted.
Now it seemed he had still underestimated him. Everyone had underestimated him.
Sigh...
At this rate, Xiao Yue probably would never catch up to Yang Yu for the rest of her life.
And the Greedy Wolf Battle Group...
He knew it was the work of juniors from a branch of the family.
He had always been too lazy to interfere.
But this time, they had caused a huge disaster.
It looked like he would have to bleed heavily this time.
"Tell me your thoughts." The President's dry voice broke the dead silence.
"A monster! A monster through and through!"
"A D-rank Warrior? This is a fucking D-rank Warrior? Even an S-rank Professioner couldn't achieve something like this on the first day after awakening!"
"Yeah. Look at No.1 High School this year. Two S-rank Professioners awakened, one of them even a support Professioner. The two teamed up to level, and the news I got two hours ago said they were only Level 13. The gap is just too huge!"
"The key is that he's Yang Yan's younger brother!"
"You all heard Lu Fei's report just now. Yang Yan didn't hesitate to use a one-time Dimensional Teleportation Terminal to descend at the scene for him... This isn't merely deep sibling affection. He's her reverse scale!"
That sort of thing could not be bought with money. What it required was military merit.
Zhou Yong took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions.
"It seems Lin Hai City is about to produce another True Dragon."
That conclusion silenced everyone.
After a long while, he suddenly slammed his hand on the table, a fierce resolve flashing through his eyes.
"Pass down my orders!"
"First! Raise classmate Yang Yu's confidentiality level to the highest grade! Seal all detailed information regarding his awakened talent, skills, and last night's battle! Externally, strictly control all information concerning classmate Yang Yu online!"
"Second! Contact Third High School immediately. Spare no cost! Meet every request made by classmate Yang Yu! Resources, money, Secret Realm slots—approve anything our Association can provide!"
"Third! Draft a detailed report immediately. Encrypt it and submit it directly to the Imperial Capital General Association, level-transcending! The title will be: 'Regarding the Birth and Protection Plan of a Mythical Grade Genius'!"
"Our Lin Hai City is too small to keep a True Dragon like him. But before he takes flight, we must send him a favorable wind!"
Inside the Jiang Family's luxurious villa.
Jiang Zhenshan stood before an enormous floor-to-ceiling window, looking down over the city's nightscape.
His heart was still far from calm.
He had already dealt with that branch of the family in a very public manner.
And he had spent a huge sum to specially commission a gift for Yang Yu.
There was no helping it. He could command the winds and rain in Lin Hai City only because this place was too small.
But Yang Yan had already grown powerful.
There was no way to gauge the depths of her strength.
And though people like them might be Level 50 or 60, nearly all of them were failures.
They had been stuck at their levels and returned to small cities to live.
The truly strong were all honing themselves on the front lines, constantly becoming stronger.
Just like Yang Yan.
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Now Yang Yu was extraordinary as well.
There was absolutely no need to become enemies with those two.
"Dad, what are you thinking about?"
A cool voice came from behind him. Jiang Shuyue, clad in a full set of Rare Quality equipment, walked in.
She had just emerged from the Misty Forest Secret Realm, and her level had already shot up to level 14.
Her face was filled with confidence.
Because she felt that she had definitely surpassed Yang Yu by now.
She could hardly wait to see the look on that man's face when his defenses crumbled.
Jiang Zhenshan turned around and looked at his confident daughter, his gaze complicated.
"Xiao Yue, do you remember that classmate named Yang Yu?"
"Yang Yu?"
Jiang Shuyue froze for a moment. Then, the confidence on her pretty face grew even stronger.
"Of course I remember! Once I reach Level 20 and master stronger skills, I'll defeat him fair and square and wash away my humiliation!"
She clenched her small fists and declared firmly.
Seeing his daughter's refusal to admit defeat, Jiang Zhenshan sighed and handed her a brief report on Yang Yu that had just been compiled.
"Read this first."
Jiang Shuyue took it doubtfully. As her eyes moved from "possibly solo-cleared a Nightmare Grade Dungeon" to "solo-killed an Abyss Demon Dragon projection," the confidence on her face gradually froze, then shattered completely.
Slap.
The report slipped from her limp fingertips.
Her body swayed slightly, her pretty face turning deathly pale as her eyes filled with disbelief.
"This... this is impossible... It has to be fake!"
She muttered hoarsely, her proud heart brutally shattered once again.
She had struggled bitterly in the Secret Realm for nearly an entire day, backed by her A-rank talent and the full support of her family's resources, just to barely reach level 14.
But Yang Yu...
Somewhere beyond her sight, he had already... solo-killed a Level 20 World BOSS?
The gap between them was no longer something talent, effort, or equipment could make up for.
It was an insurmountable chasm.
An abyss she could not cross, one that left her breathless and despairing.
Jiang Zhenshan's heart ached as he looked at his daughter's lost expression, but he still said solemnly:
"Xiao Yue, remember this: the world is vast. Never be proud because of a temporary lead, and never lose heart because of a temporary setback."
"You and he may never have been on the same track from the very beginning."
"From now on, put away that pointless desire to challenge him. Find a way to become friends with him, or even... form a more intimate relationship."
"This is crucial to you and to our entire Jiang Family."
Jiang Shuyue did not answer.
She merely stood there blankly, Yang Yu's indifferent expression echoing over and over in her mind.
Noon.
Lin Hai City First Professioner Hospital, Special Care Ward.
"Beep... beep... beep..."
The monotonous, rhythmic electronic sounds echoed through the quiet room.
A strong smell of disinfectant, mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance, entered Yang Yu's nose.
His eyelids trembled a few times before slowly opening.
What greeted his eyes was a pure white ceiling and an IV bottle hanging beside him, dripping slowly.
"...Where... am I?"
His body felt as though it had been run over repeatedly by more than a dozen trucks. Every part of him hurt, while his head felt like it was about to split apart, countless chaotic fragments of memory churning within it.
The dragon's roar, the agonizing pain of his body being torn apart, the blood-red Sword Light shooting into the sky, and that endless Killing Intent...
"Oh?"
A voice carrying thirty percent sugary sweetness, thirty percent teasing mockery, and forty percent danger came from beside the bed.
"Our great hero who soloed the World BOSS has finally decided to wake up?"
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