Fifty Thousand Merit Points

Cangwu Demon Suppressing Guard.

A battle report on the recent operation in Annan lay spread across the desk in Jiang Shuying's office. She recognized every word on it, yet the information they conveyed felt somewhat unreal.

"Come in."

Ye An pushed the door open and entered. A faint scent of ink hung in the room.

Jiang Shuying's gaze swept over him, as if she meant to see straight through him.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

Ye An had spotted the battle report on the desk the moment he entered. Naturally, he knew what she meant.

His answer was simple. "I gained some insight into martial arts a few days ago, and the breakthrough came naturally."

Jiang Shuying gave a soft laugh.

Whether she was laughing at herself or at every other martial artist, even she could not have said.

She still remembered how casually Ye An had spoken when he broke through to Qi Condensation last time.

In the blink of an eye, this fellow had reached the same realm as her.

Was his talent for insight something seen only once in a century, or was she simply a mediocre martial artist?

Jiang Shuying shook her head. "You have quite a lot of insights, don't you? You broke through without a word, and no one heard a thing. I'm probably the first person outside your sect to learn of it."

Ye An thought about it. The people in Annan did not know his true identity, so he nodded.

Seeing how utterly calm he looked, Jiang Shuying gritted her teeth, giving voice to the envy she felt.

But she quickly pressed it down, her tone returning to the steadiness expected of a commander.

"You've earned considerable credit on this trip. Given your status as a demon hunter, your file will