A crisp sound rang out. The pink glow in Kim Gyeong-joo's eyes gradually faded. Her entire demeanor instantly became clear-eyed. This slap served as a cure for arrogance and impatience. Kim Gyeong-joo covered her face: "Mhmm mhmm mhmm......" "Your sudden massive improvement caused an explosive power surge, giving you an illusion of strength. In reality, you're still very weak." Kim Gyeong-joo nodded with sudden understanding: "Divine Lord, what level do I belong to now?" Hearing this form of address. An Wuyang slightly turned his head to glance at Lu Ding from the corner of his eye, a faint smile playing on his lips. Though he said nothing, the meaning was clear: Ohhh~ Divine Lord~ Lu Ding rolled his eyes at him, thinking: Idiot, what's wrong with you? She's the one who chose to call me that. Answering Kim Gyeong-joo: "Only the third realm." "How many realms are there in total, Divine Lord?" An Wuyang continued glancing at Lu Ding from the corner of his eye: Ohhh~ Divine Lord~ "Don't call me Divine Lord. My name is Clark. As for realms... probably around a dozen." Hearing there were over a dozen realms, Kim Gyeong-joo's confidence instantly deflated. "I understand, Divine Lord." Lu Ding couldn't be bothered to correct her anymore. Let her call him whatever she wanted. He shot An Wuyang a glare: "Keep looking at me like that and I'll tear my clothes off during our next fight." "No!! My bad, my bad!" An Wuyang immediately returned to normal. Such a cool leather jacket was meant to be inherited by him. How could it possibly get torn!? Lu Ding ignored him further. Placing his hands on Kim Gyeong-joo's shoulders, he said: "Turn around." The girl turned her body. Lu Ding formed hand seals, using his finger as brush and spiritual energy as ink, tracing an ancient stone stele carved with a coiled Aoyu relief on Kim Gyeong-joo's back. The suppressive power stabilized the demons and monsters within her body. As the words "Stone Dang" were completed, Over a hundred demons and monsters quietly resided within the girl's body, awaiting her summons at any moment. Her previously leaking aura became restrained. Kim Gyeong-joo's power surged again, directly breaking through to the Divine Palace realm. Four realms advanced in one night. If this happened elsewhere, no one would believe it. But this result required two dynasty secret techniques, plus direct intervention from a Heavenly Perception enforcer, along with a technique like [Unshakable as Mountain] for suppression. The conditions were extremely stringent. Nearly impossible to replicate. Moreover, Kim Gyeong-joo herself had decent innate talent - she was of Heavenly Perception bloodline. Thus the convergence of all these factors created such a miracle. Lu Ding took out his phone and handed it to her, containing compiled information about the Qi Refiner world and realm classifications. "Study this. Memorize it thoroughly." "Understood, Divine Lord." Kim Gyeong-joo respectfully accepted the phone with both hands. Now her realm was passable, the prerequisites mostly fulfilled. Though her combat ability remained lacking with no battle experience, The surface appearance was good enough. Besides, she wasn't required to fight anyway. Was simply capturing some Tianxing Group leaders' descendants to enhance her talents. During this process, they could prepare for a speedrun. An Wuyang asked from the side: "So next, should we head to Diancang Sect? To capture Liu Qingxi's daughter? Her daughter has decent talent and could help enhance Kim Gyeong-joo's gifts." Though the girl's eyes were on her phone, her ears perked up secretly. The Liu Qingxi An Wuyang mentioned was Kim Gyeong-joo's maternal aunt. Official source is novel·fiɾe·net Lu Ding shook his head: "The grudge between those two generations belongs to her mother and Kim Yeon-ju's mother." "Whether it's Kim Yeon-ju or Kim Gyeong-joo, frankly they're both innocent. There's no enmity between them, and Kim Yeon-ju hasn't done anything to offend me." Lu Ding always judged matters, not people. Unless someone deliberately provoked him or rubbed him the wrong way. But Kim Yeon-ju had committed no evils. Under her mother and Diancang Sect's control, she'd been cultivating obediently. Such a person shouldn't suffer unjust disasters. Compared to Kim Yeon-ju, Those other Tianxing Group leaders' descendants - those chaebol young masters - were the real evildoers. Simply put, they were beasts. Given a choice, why not pick these deserving targets? An Wuyang lacked such concepts. After all, he'd just awakened recently, having been a prince before. Though not evil himself, He possessed innate indifference toward others' lives - uncaring, unconcerned. To him, anyone would do. But since Lu Ding said not to involve innocents, fine - they'd switch targets. "Let's go. We should leave now. Hopefully finish everything tonight." With such a huge commotion here, Wei Gao's Special National Defense wouldn't let this slide. Since the Demon Possession was complete, there was no need to stay and fight Wei Gao's special forces. Lu Ding summoned a breeze, carrying Kim Gyeong-joo as they flew away. The trio had barely left when Zhang Xian, head of Wei Gao Central City Special National Defense Branch, arrived with his team. The two parties just missed each other. Seeing the kneeling corpses littering the ground, Zhang Xian could hardly accept it. "Who!! Who did this!!!! I'll make you pay!!!" "No matter who you are!! I'll capture you!!!" This battle had dealt heavy losses to Central City Special National Defense. Eight team leaders, dozens upon dozens of members. Including an entire team!!! These were the backbone forces of Central City Special National Defense. Zhang Xian's heart bled, unsure how to report this to superiors. So many deaths, yet they hadn't even seen the enemy's shadow. Shameful! Humiliating! The night was long, destined to be sleepless. If Wei Gao's situation had been surface calm with undercurrents beneath, Then Lu Ding's actions tonight had brought those underwater torrents to the surface. Tianxing Group Headquarters. Kim Jun-myeong's former guardian was reporting the situation. "Yes, absolutely. I saw him use Heat Vision with my own eyes, and saw his credentials too - a White Eagle officer stationed in Wei Gao named Clark." The old man in a tailcoat listened to the report with perfect composure. This was Tianxing Group's butler, Also the closest retainer to the group's leaders - Gong Cang. Gong Cang walked to an antique-looking phone, dialed a number. He said: "This is Tianxing Group's Gong Cang. Could you verify if your military has an East Asian-looking officer named Clark?" [Yes, correct. Have you encountered Lord Clark?]