Another Ascent of the Holy Sword Stairway, a Public Broadcast, and a Battle with the Tiger

After returning to the Alliance and saying goodbye to Zyra, Lancelot went straight home.

The robot housekeeper Christine had already prepared a sumptuous meal. As the familiar taste lingered in her mouth, the fatigue and weariness from being away from home for so long were swept away.

Take out your communicator and dial the number.

"Boss, you're back?" Nancy's surprised voice came through the communicator.

"Yes, bring Kelar over here. I have something to tell you."

"Clear!"

After hanging up the call, Lancelot sat quietly on the sofa, holding a steaming cup of tea in his hand. He had gotten this from Bishop Bolai; it was one of the specialties of the Sebawen Faith, and it tasted quite good, but the quantity was limited.

Nancy was very self-aware as a subordinate, and soon she brought Kelar to visit.

"Boss, this is the bill for our credit business during the time you were away from the academy." Nancy handed over a paper form.

Lancelot took it, glanced at it briefly, and then casually set it aside.

Nancy student opposite, and Kelar the Gopher exchanged a glance, both looking at each other with a hint of doubt. Judging from their leader's expression, it seemed that he wasn't there for the credits.

And that was indeed the case. As his strength increased, the resources he obtained through the credit brokering business gradually became less important to him. Although for an ordinary Tier Nine cultivator, this was still an extremely large sum of money, unfortunately, Lancelot was not an ordinary Ninth-Rank Transcendent Individual.

The gains from killing a Bolai bishop far exceed what Nancy and Kelar could earn in a year.

"You two have been with me since the beginning of the semester, so I won't say any more. I'm about to attempt the Holy Sword Stairway, and if nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to graduate early. At that time, without my protection, the underground credit business will definitely be affected."

Lancelot got straight to the point.

Having said all that, he said no more, giving the two of them time to process it.

Nancy and Kelar did need time to process Lancelot's words; after all, they were both somewhat bewildered at the moment.

Conquer the Holy Sword Stairway?

Graduating soon?

What the heck?

If I remember correctly, to clear the entire Holy Sword Stairway of the academy, one must possess full Legendary combat power.

But didn't our leader only reach the High-Rank Transcendent combat power not long ago?

Did they remember it wrong?

"You stinky rat, does it hurt?" Nancy suddenly turned around and asked.

Kelar's face was blank as he looked down at the slender, white hand on his waist. The hand was pinching the soft flesh of his waist, and the owner of the hand was asking him innocently if it hurt.

That's outrageous!

Snap!

Lancelot raised his hand and emitted a wisp of electricity, which made Nancy's hair stand on end.

"Alright, it's not an illusion. My strength has improved rapidly; you should all be aware of that."

Has your strength improved rapidly?

Is that what you call fast?

This is absolutely inhuman!!

However, the two also understood Lancelot's character; he always spoke with a purpose, and he wouldn't have informed them so solemnly if he wasn't confident.

In other words, their biggest backer is about to disappear?

Thinking of this, Nancy and Kelar's mood instantly plummeted.

"Indeed, geniuses and mediocres are not from the same world. Even if their Fate intersect briefly, will they always part ways one day?" Nancy murmured to herself, her face showing a hint of melancholy and sadness.

Snap!

A flash of electricity jolted the melancholy girl awake, instantly shaking her off her previous negative emotional state.

To put it simply, if a girl is sad and upset, gentle comforting is too inefficient. Physical methods are the fastest. See, just a simple electrical shock stimulates hormone secretion, and she's comforted instantly—how fast!

"What's with that look? I'm graduating, not dying. And when did I say I wasn't going to take care of you guys?" Lancelot withdrew his fingers, which were crackling with blue-gold electricity, and said irritably.

"Huh? But you've already graduated, even if you stay on as faculty, according to college regulations, you can't participate in underground credit trading anymore."

Nancy rubbed her messy hair and her scalp, which was tingling from the electric shock, and muttered something.

Gopher Kelar much faster, his sly little eyes widening slightly. "Boss, you don't mean we should continue handling your logistics, do you?"

"I suppose so!" Lancelot gave Kelar an approving look and nodded slightly.

"Simply put, I plan to start a technology company. As you probably know, I have some talent in genetic engineering and currently have several patents that are not being used, which would be a real shame."

Nancy then realized what was happening and sat up straight. "Boss, could we take a look at your patent?"

Lancelot picked up the communicator, and a few seconds later, said, "It's been sent to you."

The two quickly took out their communicators to check.

A moment later, gasps of astonishment rang out simultaneously.

"Holy crap!!"

"So this optimized Gene Stabilizer was developed by you, boss?"

"Electromagnetic bio-force field generator—wasn't that one of the most eye-catching technological products at the Alliance Technology Conference a few days ago? Turns out it's also your patent!"

"And this, ' Descartes Solution,' touted as Great Creation capable of fusing different bloodline potions, although it's only a theoretical prototype, its basic biological model framework has been proven highly feasible by multiple authoritative research institutes. Who would have thought it was also something the boss came up with!"

The two stared wide-eyed at the various inventions displayed on the communicator screen, shouting and yelling in unison.

Lancelot didn't disturb them, and simply drank his tea while quietly watching.

To be honest, it's really satisfying to see others so shocked by you. Sure enough, even someone at his level needs emotional value.

After a long while, the two finally calmed down, looked at Lancelot with serious expressions, and said in unison, "Boss, please feel free to order us around!"

After some discussion, Lancelot decided to establish a company called "Terra Technology," and entrusted Nancy and Kelar with the preparations, giving them some of his personal connections.

With a new goal in mind, the two quickly shifted their attention away from the underground academic business. Lancelot continued to be a hands-off manager, and after getting himself ready, he headed to the Holy Sword Stairway.

Standing once again on the Holy Sword Stairway, before the vast sea of crimson-gold clouds, Lancelot couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion.

Last time, he reached level 400 here, but failed because he encountered Moon Breaker Maxwell's projection. However, he was also selected to join Planet Golden Bridge Operation and gained a lot from it.

Now, he is Ninth-Rank Transcendent Individual, and his combat power has reached the Legendary level, a world of difference compared to his naivety when he last challenged the Holy Sword Stairway.

Thinking of this, Lancelot glanced sideways, his gaze sweeping across the names on the white jade pillar to his right.

Milton, Simoni, Xunnier, Hadrian, Beaufort...

Those who were prominent figures when we first enrolled seem quite ordinary now.

This time, we'll definitely surpass them in one fell swoop!

My gaze shifted and landed on the stone pillar on the left.

The name on this is Lancelot, the target we need to pursue now.

The Moon Breaker Maxwell!

Black Hole Urta!

Iron Tiger Kamori!

Ghost Eye Louis!

They are outstanding figures since the founding of the Holy Sword Academy, at least at the peak of the Peak Epic level.

"It won't be long before I'm among you!"

Muttering to himself, Lancelot stepped into the misty clouds, his tall figure gradually disappearing into the fog.

Amidst shifting light and shadow, rotating space, and swirling crimson-gold clouds, Lancelot appeared in an unfamiliar space.

Not far away, golden light surged as if it were a tangible substance, transforming into a tall and strong Quebec People with a stern face. As soon as he appeared, he adopted the signature martial arts stance.

"Your first battle is against a martial artist? What a strange coincidence!" Lancelot smiled slightly, then stepped back, lowered his center of gravity, extended his left hand into a claw shape, and clenched his right fist slightly lower.

Boom!

The two approached quickly!

Because this was his last attempt to ascend the Holy Sword Stairway, Lancelot deliberately suppressed his power, bringing his physical abilities down to the same level as the projection of the burly man opposite him.

This time, he will smash through the entire Holy Sword Stairway in a fair and square manner!

Bang bang bang!

The collision of flesh and blood, accompanied by a burst of energy, saw the two figures move swiftly. But before long, the burly man's neck snapped, and he was sent flying backward. After landing on the ground, he disintegrated into golden clouds and vanished.

First battle, victory!

The ensuing battle unfolded as expected.

Although they had similar physical attributes, Lancelot's combat experience and skills set him apart, allowing him to sweep through the enemy ranks and become invincible.

Ability Energy, martial artists, Mage, Mechanics, paladins, storm knights...

Various Transcendent professionals, upon encountering that crackling iron Iron Fist, all fell to the ground, unable to stop his advance.

100 steps, 200 steps, 300 steps... 800 steps, 900 steps!!

Lancelot's ranking on the [Holy Sword Ranking] soared rapidly.

At first, no one noticed, but after 900 steps, the names on the white jade pillar would radiate golden light, and the higher the rank, the brighter the light.

"Look! The top spots on the Holy Sword Ranking have changed!"

Who is it?

"Lancelot Terra, that name sounds familiar."

"Of course it's familiar. He's a super genius who's recently risen to fame in the Alliance. It's said that his talent is no less than that of an SSS-level Sublimation School Ability Energy."

"Damn, hasn't he only been in school for less than two years? He's still a freshman, right? How can he be so strong?"

"The Holy Sword Stairway must be broken!"

"Are you kidding me? It won't break even if you break it!!"

More and more people gathered in front of the white jade pillar, each one looking up, their eyes fixed on the name that shimmered with golden light, their emotions complex.

There was disbelief, and also envy and jealousy...

Meanwhile, the news spread like wildfire on the college forum, attracting increasing attention.

"Mona, come quick! Your man is conquering the Holy Sword Stairway!" Inside the room, Zyra, unusually dressed in casual clothes, ran over excitedly, holding a communicator, and pounced on Mona was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

The latter smiled helplessly, but remained gentle, "Don't talk nonsense. If others hear it, it will cause him a lot of trouble."

"Tch, what's there to be afraid of? With me here, who dares to bare their teeth? I'll smash them to pieces!!" Zyra raised her fist, her eyebrows dancing. "Don't forget, I am the King of Martial Arts!"

"Alright, alright, you're the best, okay?" Mona smiled gently, grabbing Zyra's wrist like she was coaxing a child, and making her sit up.

In front of Mona, Zyra always seemed like a little girl who hadn't grown up. Their relationship was strange; they were best friends, but more like mother and daughter. Perhaps this was because Zyra lacked maternal love in her childhood.

The loud and boisterous Zyra might only become quiet in front of Mona; as for Lancelot, he would only make her more irritable.

After settling in, Zyra activated the communicator's projection function, and as the light flickered, Lancelot's figure appeared.

As Epic powerhouse and a disciple of the Dean, Zyra naturally had the right to observe the interior of the Holy Sword Stairway.

He's stronger now!

Mona stared intently at the heroic figure moving freely on the projection screen, the tenderness in her beautiful eyes seeming to deepen.

Seeing this, Zyra pouted, a little jealous. But when she thought that it was Lancelot who made Mona show such an expression, her jealousy vanished. After all, if it was him, sharing Mona wouldn't be out of the question.

"Do you think this bastard can get through?" Zyra.

Mona turned to look at her best friend helplessly, but didn't correct her on how she addressed Lancelot. Instead, she smiled faintly and teased, "Someone probably knows more about this than I do, since it wasn't me who personally went to the Light-Bathed Sea."

"Uh..." Zyra paused, then blushed slightly, coughed twice, and changed the subject, "Watching the projector, watching the projector..."

Leaving aside the two women closely associated with Lancelot, as he climbed higher and higher in the tower, he attracted more and more attention.

Many students are calling for the college to release a video showing the interior of the Holy Sword Stairway.

Since the Planet Golden Bridge, Lancelot has been on missions abroad for many years. Therefore, although he is very famous, very few people have actually seen him.

Therefore, most students wanted to witness Lancelot's heroic figure in battle firsthand, given his mysterious and extraordinary genius.

Perhaps there's also a comparative element to it.

After all, these prodigies won't be convinced until they truly witness Lancelot's power, will they?

In light of this, the college's senior management even held a special meeting to discuss whether to release the video.

"I disagree. Lancelot is already conspicuous and easily attracts assassination attempts from hostile forces. If we release the video of him attempting to ascend the Holy Sword Stairway, wouldn't that be harming him?" Iron Tiger Kamori was the first to object, slamming his fist on the table and standing up angrily.

Kamori's old nemesis Blood Weeper Boros, immediately retorted, as was his habit, "Hey Tiger, didn't you say before that you wanted to make Lancelot the face of the academy? Why are you objecting now? That's contradictory!"

"That's because the situation is different now. To be honest, I didn't expect Lancelot to improve so quickly. According to the Holy Sword Spirit's detection, he has completely mastered the Tree of Life's Innovation Skill, and his combat power has definitely stabilized at the Legendary level. In other words, he may very well pass the Holy Sword Stairway directly this time." Iron Tiger Kamori finished speaking and glanced at the dozen or so school leaders sitting around him. "Two years, in just two short years, his combat power has soared from the Tier Four to the Legendary!! Tell me, should a genius of this caliber hide crucial information?!"

Upon hearing this, all the school leaders present fell into deep thought, and even the Blood Weeper Boros remained silent.

Previously, it was just Boros and Kamori exchanging their usual bickering.

In reality, the two were sworn brothers forged in countless battles, and they were absolutely loyal to the Holy Sword.

A genius of Lancelot's caliber certainly requires robust security measures.

Releasing the video outright would definitely attract the attention of hostile forces, which would surely elevate Lancelot's position in the assassination queue.

The situation reached a stalemate.

Everyone looked at Vice Dean Louis, who was sitting in front.

Rubbing his temples, Louis pondered for a moment before finally speaking, "Let's keep it a secret!"

After these words were spoken, no one present said another.

They didn't find his decision strange, after all, Louis was a conservative person by nature.

However, just as everyone was about to pull away from the projection and leave, a deep, dark aura, like Black Hole, appeared. Then, an old man with a white beard appeared in the previously empty main seat.

His hair and beard were all white, his beard was thick, and his expression was kind, like an old grandfather next door. But if you noticed the pure black pupils under his half-drooping eyelids, anyone would be captivated by them.

"Your Excellency, Dean!"

Everyone stood up and bowed slightly.

"Please sit down," Urta said with a smile.

"Your Excellency Dean, the reason you're attending this meeting is to..." Iron Tiger Kamori began, his expression somewhat unpleasant.

"What? You're reluctant to part with your student?" Urta turned his head with a half-smile, looking at Kamori.

Upon hearing this, everyone understood that Dean Urta had overturned Vice Dean Louis's earlier decision, and it was clear that he was preparing to release the video of Lancelot's ascent of the Holy Sword Stairway.

You can't do this!

Kamori said urgently, "Doing this will invite a frenzied assassination attempt from the enemy! Do you want to bury the academy's future Demigod?"

Upon hearing this, Urta's expression remained unchanged, still as amiable as ever, but his tone that followed was absolutely cold.

"Demigod? He's not one yet! Besides, Demigod are forged through bloodshed, not pampered! Without the will and courage to wade through boundless Blood Sea of blood and traverse forests of bones, how can one become Demigod, or even surpass a Demigod?"

"But..."

Kamori still wanted to change the dean's decision.

But the latter clearly wasn't going to give him a chance.

"Go and prepare. Immediately broadcast Lancelot's ascent of the Holy Sword Stairway live to the entire Alliance."

After saying that, Urta's figure twisted and disappeared.

Bang!!

Kamori slammed his hand on the table, his expression shifting.

"The dean's decision won't change. Instead of brooding here, you should think about how to help your student get through this difficult assassination period."

Boros walked over and patted Kamori on the shoulder, offering words of comfort.

On the other side, the Insect Witch Saila also spoke up, "The Dean's decision is correct, Kamori. You can't raise a tiger like you would a cat. I've met Lancelot; he's a fierce tiger, even fiercer than you. Don't underestimate him!"

After saying that, Ms. Saila also disappeared.

When only Kamori remained in the room, he sighed softly, and a vibrant face involuntarily flashed through his mind. It was a young boy as young as Lancelot, with extraordinary talent and Infinity potential. Unfortunately, he had been assassinated and died!

Kamori was filled with remorse. If he had protected him more back then, if he hadn't let him undertake so many dangerous missions, would that disciple have become a powerful figure on par with him?

That is why he cherishes Lancelot so much, even going so far as to give Lancelot his own source power for protection.

Isn't the purpose to prevent geniuses from dying young?

"I hope you won't repeat my mistake, Lancelot!" A low, somber voice rose as Kamori turned and left.

As the highest leader of the Holy Sword Academy issued the order, the scene inside the Holy Sword Stairway was immediately transmitted to the academy's official website and made available for viewing by the entire Alliance.

The entire Alliance was instantly in an uproar.

It started in the Transcendent community, and then spread to ordinary people.

The topic quickly became the most talked-about topic online.

After all, witnessing a Legendary genius attempt to conquer the Holy Sword Stairway, a feat only heard of in legends, is an experience that happens only once every ten years or so.

Lancelot was completely unaware of the commotion happening outside.

He is now fully in battle mode. Hundreds of battles, all kinds of opponents, and dazzling Transcendent abilities are like hammers, forging out the impurities in his body. His temperament has become increasingly sharp, like a mad blade that has drunk countless blood.

Breakthrough!

Breakthrough!

A surge of fighting spirit accompanied his boiling blood. At this moment, Lancelot didn't care about anything else; he only wanted to fight to his heart's content.

Tier One, Tier One!

He walked slowly, but with exceptional steadiness and stability!

It's like walking the path you've walked since your rebirth again; it's as if your whole being is undergoing some kind of transformation.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Lancelot reached the 998th step!

The Holy Sword Stairway has a total of 1000 steps.

The final Tier Three all feature genuine Legendary combat power.

This was a vast, windswept wilderness, stretching as far as the eye could see, desolate and ancient, a stark contrast to the previously cramped battle space.

Golden light descended from above, transforming into a serious and stern-looking middle-aged man standing on a mound a kilometer away.

Upon seeing this person, Lancelot was taken aback, because the projection in front of him clearly belonged to the department head, Iron Tiger Kamori!

Outside, Kamori, who was watching the live stream, was also stunned, never expecting his projection to appear in the final level.

"Was this arranged by the dean?" Kamori wondered.

"Very well, if you can fly by stepping on my shoulders, it would be an honor for me as a teacher!"

"Director!"

Even though he was facing a projection, Lancelot still bowed respectfully, after all, the person in front of him was one of the few who genuinely cared for him.

However, the projection on the other side did not give Lancelot a proper chance to bow.

The projection that inherited Iron Tiger's fighting prowess perfectly exemplifies what it means to strike first!

Boom!!

The earth cracked open, and dust flew everywhere.

Accompanied by an extremely fierce tiger's roar, a war tiger, seemingly forged from steel, pounced suddenly.

Battle is about to break out!