Achieving Demon Godhood from Unlocking Talents

Chapter 230: Chapter 146: Descendant of a Hero, Intermediate Alchemist!

That same day, at dusk.

Lu Chao briefly explained the situation to Luo Yan and the others who had rushed over after noticing the commotion, assuring them everything was fine before leaving with Yang Wangtao and his group.

He sat in the back seat.

The blue and white patrol car drove on, dropping him off at Block Two.

Even as they were about to arrive at his apartment building, Lu Chao’s eyes still held a hint of amazement as he processed the news from Yang Wangtao and Vice Director Liu.

’The descendant of a Starry Sky Hero...’

He never expected that Mr. Ji, the calm man who looked to be in his thirties, would have such an incredible background.

Shadowless Body·Ji Xingchen.

One of the Seven Great Starry Sky Heroes.

On par with legends like Red Flame Fist·Zhou Wuhai and Frostfall’s Shadow·Dainalier.

To put it bluntly, the man was the descendant of a hero.

In terms of lineage alone, few in the entire Alliance Country could compare to him.

"Mr. Ji himself is exceptionally talented. He broke through to the Superpower Level as early as eleven years ago."

"He’s also a member of the Yao City Committee, a director on the Alliance Martial Arts Association’s council, and an honorary advisor to the Superpower Bureau..."

Yang Wangtao continued to explain, listing one impressive title after another.

Hearing this, Lu Chao was inwardly stirred. ’As expected of a Starry Sky Hero’s descendant.’

The Alliance Country had undoubtedly shown him the utmost respect. Of course, the prerequisite was that he had to be powerful in his own right; otherwise, it would be impossible to live up to so many titles.

However...

’Why would such an important figure come to Ring City?’

’It couldn’t possibly be just to assess a fighter like me, who hasn’t even reached the Superpower Level, could it?’

Seeing his confusion, Yang Wangtao shook his head gently and explained, "According to Vice Director Liu, it seems Mr. Ji was handling matters in a nearby city circle. When he heard about your exceptional promotion, he decided to stop by since he was in the area."

"Of course, there might be other reasons, but I don’t know the specifics."

’I see.’

Some of Lu Chao’s doubts were dispelled, and he didn’t probe any further.

Whatever the reason, it was clearly not something he could get involved in at his current level.

Besides...

He turned his head to look out the window at the bustling passersby on the street.

Thinking back on the day’s fight, Lu Chao felt his state of mind inexplicably settle.

Recently, especially after breaking through to the Elite Level.

From easily crippling Zhan Diao of the Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall to ambushing and killing Ruan Hui, to instantly defeating other peak Elite Level fighters—all of it had, without him realizing, gradually affected his mentality.

He’d begun to feel as if no one at the Elite Level could withstand a single blow from him, that he was utterly invincible.

But now...

The memory of the combat assessment surfaced in his mind.

Without revealing his abnormal progress—which was more like that of a veteran Elite—or his [Adrenaline] talent...

...he was confident he could defeat the young man from Yao Capital named Wang Ling, but it would be far from easy.

And he had no way of knowing if his opponent had other aces up his sleeve.

’A genius from the Radiant City Circle, huh...’

Lu Chao thought to himself, promptly quashing the deeply hidden thread of pride.

There was always someone better out there.

Things had been going far too smoothly for him lately.

If he were transferred to another city circle, that kind of arrogance would definitely cloud his judgment.

With this moment of self-reflection, Lu Chao gradually calmed down, returning to his usual composure.

Unaware of Lu Chao’s thoughts.

Yang Wangtao was unusually talkative on the way.

"The transfer orders shouldn’t take too long. They’ll probably come through within half a month."

"You should start getting ready. I’ll let you know as soon as I hear anything."

"Okay. Thanks, Captain." Lu Chao nodded in acceptance.

He then opened the car door and waved goodbye.

He stood in front of his apartment building, watching the patrol car start up again and drive into the nearby Patrol Department headquarters.

A strange feeling stirred within him.

Lu Chao glanced at the familiar neighborhood around him and overheard the worried chatter of his neighbors on the street.

He knew.

He wouldn’t be staying in Ring City for much longer.

....

VMM!!

A hovercar streaked across the sky, leaving a white contrail that lingered long after it had passed.

The wake it left behind seemed to mingle with the early summer breeze, sweeping over the ground and causing windowpanes to rattle gently.

The sign for the Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall still reflected the sunlight, seeming to possess an unshakeable majesty.

Within the massive, stadium-like building, a private, open-air courtyard had been set apart.

A lush bamboo grove rustled and swayed, and to one side stood an exceptionally lifelike rockery.

The flat ground below seemed isolated from the surrounding corridors, a world unto itself.

The courtyard was encircled by a pond, the gentle babble of water ever-present. Goldfish could be seen swimming within, occasionally breaking the surface.

ZZZT!

In the quiet atmosphere, a silver-blue arc of light flashed silently.

The air trembled, and light distorted.

But soon...

...the electric light scattered, gradually fading away.

A closer look revealed Lei Wanjun—a man with a broad forehead and thick brows—sitting cross-legged in the center of the courtyard, his back against the rockery. He wore a silver-blue Martial Arts uniform.

His eyes were shut tight, seemingly in deep training. A silver-blue Qi Flame flickered erratically around him like silver serpents of lightning, exuding immense pressure.

He tightly gripped a string of blue beads, their material so special that they could withstand even the heat of his Martial Arts Flame.

For a time, the courtyard fell silent, a stillness that lasted for a long while.

Even the goldfish in the surrounding pond retreated into the depths, not daring to surface.

「An hour later.」

HUM!

Lei Wanjun opened his eyes, a silver-blue glint flashing within them.

All the Qi Flame around him vanished, retracting into his body. He looked toward the courtyard entrance.

His star disciple had already appeared and was waiting patiently outside the wooden door.

The sky-blue Martial Arts uniform he wore was perfectly tailored to his frame. His stern face held a hint of indifference, which only gave way to a sliver of respect when facing Lei Wanjun.