"We must take advantage of this tournament opportunity to nip his talent in the bud." Wusentan said quietly, his eyes gleaming like a serpent’s. Jin Zhenhuan frowned, but saw Wusentan return to a look of indifference, "Most importantly, from the information I received, this young man has repelled three powerful foes from the Dark Sanctuary, including Dark Heaven, using dark power in the Forest of Death." Jin Zhenhuan’s expression finally changed! The shimmer in his eyes fully revealed his inner shock. A Beast Cultivator, whose strength was slightly weaker than his own, and who possessed the power of flame and Profound Water, might compete on par with him who had the aid of a Spirit Beast and Spiritual Treasure, but was such terrifying potential not his limit? "Dark power? Why does he possess dark power within him?" Jin Zhenhuan’s voice was extremely grave. Wusentan crossed his hands behind his back, his expression calm, though numerous questions emerged deep in his heart. Even with all his experience, he couldn’t see through this thirteen-year-old boy from the East. "That I do not know, but just on this point alone, the Judgement Institute has grounds to keep him permanently in Muni City." Wusentan said coldly, "Besides, can you tolerate an eastern boy standing above you, shining brightly at the tournament?" Jin Zhenhuan’s eyes narrowed, his thick brows furrowing his handsome face. After a long pause, he spoke in a faint tone: "So what does Master want me to do?" "At the tournament, His Majesty the Queen will surely be present to watch. Even if that boy is wild and unrestrained, he won’t dare to harm you. You should deliver your strongest strike before he uses his dark power and kill him!" Jin Zhenhuan spoke as he almost gritted his brow, a trace of inexplicable light flashing in his eyes as he looked at Wusentan. Just as he was about to turn and leave, Wusentan spoke again: "When he uses his flame power, use the ’Taiyi True Vessel’ to absorb them and bring them back to me..." Watching Wusentan’s fading figure, the corners of Jin Zhenhuan’s mouth curled slightly, and clarity dawned in his heart. ... The night was deep. Su Chen sat by the window, watching the dusk arrive and depart, then the night envelop everything. The day’s events were vivid in his mind. Every word the Phoenix said was etched in his heart, and the depth of that kiss would be unforgettable for life. In the face of such profound affection, he couldn’t think of any other way to express his feelings than to win first place at the tournament. Spirit Beast, Spiritual Treasure, Two-Star Beast Venerable—after dismissing distracting thoughts, his mind was filled with these three images. To claim the first place, external power along with Beast Cultivator skill was critical. He had no Spirit Beast or Spiritual Treasure, but the Bloodlight Sword was still with him. With a thought, the Bloodlight Sword appeared in his hand. Its sinister blade glinted with a dark red brilliance, sending a thrill through him. This was handed to him by Siger Meiruo after returning to Nadas City. During an attack by a cold-blooded girl, he had lost the Bloodlight Sword among the beast horde. Luckily, Siger Meiruo had found it during the search. This once should have been a supreme treasure, but unfortunately, it met an untimely end, leaving Grandmaster Ling regretfully leaving Three Pure Ones Mountain. Su Chen’s lips curled with a touch of bitterness, recalling past scenes. From the Su Family in Iron Stone City to the Three Pure Ones Mountain, from arduous training to carefree play. On the eve of his impending battle, he thought of his dearest family and friends. The night wind outside the window was bleak. At the endless end of this darkness, were there the solitary shadows of his father and mother’s backs? Amidst his longing, a surge of unprecedented motivation welled up in Su Chen’s heart. Gazing at the end of the night, he solemnly said, "Father, Mother, Master, wait for me, I will return soon..." He leapt back onto the bed and retrieved the Thousand-year-old Beast Crystal Stone that Tianhui had gifted from within the Canghen Crystal. After a brief inspection, he decisively put it into his mouth! Almost at the moment the Beast Crystal Stone entered his mouth, a hot stream surged through Su Chen’s body, as if his heart was being doused with volcanic lava. Su Chen groaned deeply, rolling violently on the bed! He never imagined that this small, seemingly beautiful stone could possess such terrifying power. It was his own muddleheadedness, why didn’t he ask Tianhui at the auction house what precautions should be taken when consuming the Beast Crystal Stone? But it’s too late to think about that now. He could only clench his teeth tightly, letting the heat spread, the pain piercing his heart. Cold sweat poured from every part of his body, soaking the bedsheets damp. But no matter how painful, he dared not utter a cry. He couldn’t let the Phoenix and others worry because of him. The tightly clenched jaw seemed about to shatter, red gums streaked with blood, as if about to burst forth. The tightly strained arms, with muscles bulging inch by inch, were almost steaming hot. Su Chen tried to keep the painful groan in his throat but still couldn’t help but let out a muffled cry, tossing and turning, rolling incessantly, burying his face deep into the quilt, his whole body half-curled like a despairing prawn shrimp... Not knowing how long the pain lasted, Su Chen felt his limbs about to become numb, his body drained of moisture, and his internal organs felt melted, limp and insensible. 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