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"A mysterious powerhouse with 200,000 qi and blood value?"

"I didn't even know I was that strong..."

Jiang Xuan looked at the newly appearing news, feeling a bit speechless.

200,000 qi and blood value, that was the strength level of a City Lord of the Martial Arts Department, definitely worth any human city's vigorous recruitment.

With such a powerhouse present, the safety index of residents would greatly increase.

The news broadcast finished, the TV automatically turned off, and his phone screen also went dark.

This meant that the alarm was completely lifted.

Actually, under normal circumstances, if it were an invader of the myriad races that was relatively easy to deal with, the authorities would not make such a big fuss.

But an invader of the myriad races with 150,000 qi and blood value could cause hundreds, even thousands, of casualties if there was a slight mishap.

Therefore, the authorities forcibly activated everyone's TVs and phones to issue a warning, ensuring every resident could safely take shelter.

His computer was still on, and Jiang Xuan was about to look up information on the Demon Wing Clan when suddenly a third news item popped up.

This was an announcement, stamped with the seals of both the City Lord of Lei City and the Director of the Martial Arts Division.

【Announcement】

【Thank you for taking action and killing the invader of the myriad races from the Demon Wing Clan. If you are interested, please come to the City Lord's Mansion for a discussion; we will offer a generous reward!】

Undoubtedly, this announcement was for the mysterious powerhouse who chose not to reveal himself but saved the safety of many residents of Lei City, and the tone was exceptionally polite.

But... "Even if I went, they probably wouldn't believe it, and it might even expose my secret..."

Who would believe that a high school student with only 2,000 qi and blood value could kill a Demon Wing Clan member with 150,000 qi and blood value?

Jiang Xuan composed himself, decided not to overthink it, and opened the official website to look up information on the Demon Wing Clan.

In human nations, most information about the myriad races is public. The myriad races are enemies of humanity, preying on humans for blood food.

Although there are also neutral races, the majority of the myriad races are generations-long mortal enemies with humans, so publicizing information helps every Human Race Martial Artist combat the myriad races.

Jiang Xuan typed "Demon Wing Clan" into the keyboard.

He wasn't afraid of being tracked by the authorities for this search, because he believed that at this moment, many residents of Lei City were just as curious as he was, looking up information about the Demon Wing Clan.

The next moment, the website screen changed, and a high-definition image appeared.

It was a demon with two wings on its back, exactly like the one Jiang Xuan encountered.

Below this image, lines of text were displayed.

"The Demon Wing Clan, a race born in the most filthy, evil, and dark places of the Universe, like many other myriad races, loves to devour human bodies."

"Methods to restrain the Demon Wing Clan: Fire-type Martial Skill, Light-type Martial Skill, Lightning-type Martial Skill."

"The Demon Wing Clan, according to strength, is divided into Demon Wing Imp, Demon Wing Evil Ghost, Demon Wing Heavenly Demon..."

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xuan finally understood.

The Demon Wing Clan was born from filth and darkness, and the Azure Dragon in that mysterious and vast Fantasy World was a True Spirit of ultimate rigidity and Yang energy.

In this situation, his Azure Dragon True Flame Claw was simply a natural counter to the Demon Wing Clan!

This was no longer about strength; it was a suppression at the level of status!

"It's a good thing I encountered an invader of the myriad races from the Demon Wing Clan. If it were other myriad races, like the Centaur Clan or the Giant Spirit Clan, not even 150,000 points, but probably 10,000 points or even 5,000 points of qi and blood value would be enough to instantly kill me..."

Jiang Xuan sighed inwardly, realizing he was incredibly lucky this time.

At the same time, he also decided that next time he encountered a similar situation, it would be wise to be cautious.

Thinking this, Jiang Xuan casually scrolled the mouse wheel, intending to glance at the Demon Wing Clan's information a few more times before turning off the computer and beginning to Cultivate.

However, the last item of related information on the website caught his eye.

"The Demon Wing Clan is extremely vengeful and possesses a special racial talent: they will leave a mark on the person who kills them, so that other members of their clan can seek revenge for it."

"If you already have a mark on your body, remember to be careful of retaliation from the Demon Wing Clan."

"Although the mark represents honor, signifying that you once killed a hateful Demon Wing Clan member for the Human Race, do not deliberately venture deep into Demon Wing Clan territory to hunt the Demon Wing Clan just to accumulate marks."

"Rest assured, extensive research and examples have proven that the mark will not cause any negative effects on your body."

"The mark usually appears on the side of the waist."

Mark?

Jiang Xuan was quite surprised and quickly lifted his clothes to look.

Sure enough, there was a coin-sized, tattoo-like pattern on his left waist.

The pattern was directly a picture of the Demon Wing Clan member he had killed, as if it had been stamped on!

"This..."

Jiang Xuan was a bit unsure what expression to use, so he could only comfort himself, thinking that fortunately, he was currently in the safe rear of humanity, within a secure human city, making it very difficult for the Demon Wing Clan to find him.

"Wait, changing my perspective, once I become powerful in the future, won't I be able to claim a reward at the City Lord's Mansion with this mark?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan suddenly felt that having such a mark on his waist wasn't such a bad thing after all.

Moreover, this was also a symbol of honor.

He checked the time, seeing that his parents wouldn't be home for over an hour, and immediately sat cross-legged to begin Cultivating.

The True Martial Hundred Meridians Art circulated along the major and minor circulations within his body, and he ingested one flame origin pill after another.

Jiang Xuan felt the accumulation of True Essence within his body, his physical qualities comprehensively soaring, and his qi and blood value greatly increasing, and he couldn't help but feel quite delighted.

But when he finished the fifth flame origin pill and was about to take the sixth, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in all his Meridians, as if they were about to be burned through.

Jiang Xuan immediately realized that he couldn't take more than five flame origin pills a day.

After all, all Medicinal Pills have some toxicity, and this was especially true for them.

If toxins didn't accumulate, the body could slowly excrete them, but taking too many at once could lead to an outburst.

Immediately, Jiang Xuan stopped Cultivating and stood up. Feeling the abundant True Essence throughout his body, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

"I'm almost at the First Layer of the True Essence Realm. In that world, this is already very fast. Even the Prodigies of those large Sects, when they first start Cultivating to enter the Dao and become a First Layer of the True Essence Realm Cultivator, it takes years of painstaking effort..."

At the same time, he could feel that his qi and blood value was already close to 3,000.

Once, Qin Xianwei, who was the top student in the entire school with over 3,000 qi and blood value, seemed so out of reach in his eyes.

But now, as a Cultivator, the additional qi and blood value reward brought by just Cultivating was already stronger than hers.

Recalling the despair when he was almost beaten to death, the pain of all his Meridians being severed, and Qin Xianwei's indifferent gaze as if looking at an ant, a cold glint flashed in Jiang Xuan's eyes.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Jiang Xuan quickly tidied up, knowing his parents were back.

Sure enough, the next moment the lock turned, and his Jiang Xuans Father and mother Liu Cui walked in, chatting and laughing.

"Dad, Mom."

Jiang Xuan called out.

Jiang Xuans Father seemed to be in a very good mood and said with a smile:

"Son, our Lei City is blessed! Did you see the news? A mysterious powerhouse whose qi and blood value might reach 200,000 is stationed here with us!"