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    Under the stage, only a few scattered people were applauding, while more people, sighed in disappointment. This much-anticipated match had already lost its suspense before it even started.

    Annoyed, Goupyeongho said viciously, “Kid, even if I don’t use my inner strength, my sword is not a vegetarian, you’d better be careful!”

    I ignored his threat and looked down at my hands. My young body, full of strength, and the sword in my hands, became as light as nothing.

    “This body, can it really keep up with my consciousness?”

    I was a little apprehensive.

    Goupyeong-ho charged aggressively, but I backhanded my sword and threw it on the ground. With the sword, it’s easier to reveal my strength.

    “Roar! –“

    Deafening cheers erupted from the stage once again. People in the Devil Cult love to see people pretending, especially people like me, with honorable status and superb strength pretending.

    Gupinho was completely enraged by me.

    “I’ll waste one of your arms today!”

    He roared, waving the steel blade in his hand and slashing at me.

    Not daring to be careless, I sidestepped his attack.

    “Good! Good!”

    My body, more flexible and stronger than I ever imagined.

    “Is this what it feels like to be young?”

    I couldn’t help but smile, my heart filled with joy.

    Seeing my smile, Gupinho got even angrier.

    “How fucking dare you laugh?”

    He was in the shape of a madman, his sword was harsh and vicious, and it seemed that he would use his inner strength at any time without any regard.

    I didn’t dare to waste any more time, and found the right opportunity to blast his chest with a punch.

    “Bang!”

    With a muffled sound, Gupinho screamed miserably and flew backwards.

    I followed him like a shadow, in hot pursuit, my fists raining down on him.

    “Ka-ching!”

    “Ka-ching!”

    “Ka-ching!”

    ……

    With each punch, I hit him precisely in the vitals, the bridge of his nose, his ribs, his shoulder blades ……

    I didn’t kill him, but his body, it’s completely ruined.

    “Roar! –“

    Offstage, the cheers resumed and endured.

    That’s what they want to see, a sound, crushing victory!

    The people from the Blood Sky Blade Demon lineage, although they were unwilling, could only watch as Gupingho was carried down.

    Even the Blood Heavenly Blade Demon himself didn’t say a word, just sitting there with a grimace on his face.

    Right at this moment, my father, Heavenly Demon Sword Yu Zhen, slowly stood up. He wore a long black robe with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on it, as if he would rise up in the air at any moment.

    The Eight Devil Sovereigns also got up at the same time and stood behind him.

    “Swish! –“

    Below the stage, thousands of Demon Cult congregations, in unison, fell to their knees, expressing their highest respect to their king.

    Heavenly Devil Sword Yu Zhen, the strongest man in the world!

    …… At least, it still is.

    My father’s gaze, which fell on me, was a look that seemed to pierce my soul.

    At this time in my previous life, I was filled with fear of my father, especially his sharp eyes, and I didn’t even dare to meet his eyes.

    And because of that, between us, father and son, there was hardly any communication.

    All I know about him comes from hearsay and my own speculation.

    If I could, I would tell my past self: don’t try to read minds, especially those closest to you. Look with your heart and listen with your ears. The answer is not in your heart, but in the other person’s words and behavior.

    I didn’t avoid my father’s gaze.

    What’s so scary about that? He was nothing more than a mortal, a poor man who had to become cold and heartless in order to guard his power.

    “What is your wish?”

    Father’s voice was low and majestic, even without using his internal power, it was enough to shock the entire room.

    Everyone perked up their ears, wanting to know my answer, especially the Eight Demon Dignitaries, whose eyes were filled with curiosity and anticipation.

    “My wish is ……”

    I sulked for a moment and voiced my desire.

    “I want to go hunting with my father.”

    The whole room was in an uproar at these words.

    No one expected that my wish would be so simple. They all thought that I would take this opportunity to demand treasures from my father, or to make conditions that would be more favorable to my bid for the title of Sect Leader.

    “Come hunting with me?” Father seemed a little surprised as well.

    “Yes, I would like to go alone with my father, I have heard that when he was young, he loved to hunt, and I would like to learn from him.”

    My father gave me a deep look, then nodded.

    “Good, first thing in the morning, we’ll leave.”

    When he finished, he turned to leave.

    The black figure, weaving in and out of the crowd, all of the Demon Cult congregation, lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

    It wasn’t until the figures of his father and the Eight Demon Lords disappeared into thin air that a resentful voice rang out from the crowd.

    “What an idiot to make such a wish ……”

    I turned around to see that it was Gupinho, who was being carried, passing me by.

    I shrugged and smiled, “I’m sorry, what was your name again?”

    “Ah! –“

    Goupyeong-ho let out a roar of unwillingness before he fainted.

    “From this day on, your good times, they are over.”

    I looked up at the blue sky with gratitude.

    Thank you, for taking me back in time.

    Thank you, Ghost Spirit, although you betrayed me, you finally accomplished the Great Recall.

    I laughed and smiled immensely.

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