[Ding! Heaven Plundering System Activated.]

  Reon Stiffened.

  "What…?"

  "Someone just spoke in my mind?"

  His breath Hitched.

  "Heaven Plundering System? Could it be… a System like the ohe Protagonist has?"

  His mind raced.

  If he recalled correctly, the protagonist's system issued Daily Missions, Weekly Tasks, Side Quests, and Main Sario Missions—each System Points that could buy nearly anything from the System Store.

  But uhis o never gave choices.

  Reon's breathing quied.

  Could this system make him as strong as the Protagonist?

  He didn't know. But in a world where Strength was everything, Survival meant seizing any opportunity—no matter how Uain.

  And right now, this system was his only Hope.

  Then, suddenly, a translut s materialized before his eyes.

  Judging by the calm expression on the Minor Elder’s face, it was clear he couldn’t see it.

  Reon focused on the words unfolding before him.

  .

  .

  [Option 1: Say "Who the hell do you think you are, barging into someone else's room and speaking like that?" to the Minor Elder.

  Reward: A Beautiful Bck Coffin (on-Grade).]

  [Option 2: Say "I refuse to accept this! I haven't done anything; it was Xue Taiyang who was responsible for everything! And I am another soul residing in his body."

  Reward: A Beautiful Blue Coffin (on-Grade).]

  [Option 3: Say "I uand, and I will refley as in Frost Mountain Cave."

  Reward: A Prote Item (Unon-Grade).]

  [Option 4: Fight this man to death.

  Reward: A R.I.P Ticket (Rare-Grade).]

  .

  .

  Reowitched.

  "You wao front him about barging into my room? Am I brain-dead?"

  "That man could crush me with a mere flick of his finger!"

  "I'm not so eager to court death."

  His gaze darted back to the first reward.

  "A... Coffin?"

  "A beautiful... Bck Coffin?"

  "Are you seriously gifting me a luxurious resting py iable death?"

  You Crazy Lunatic!

  He turo the sed option.

  "And this one practically screams 'Embrace your demise.'

  What am I supposed to say? ‘I’m not Xue Taiyang, just a soul that hijacked his body’?

  Yeah, right. Even if he believed me, he'd probably execute me on the spot just to be sure."

  Then, his eyes nded on the fourth option. His lips parted in disbelief.

  "Fight him… to the death?

  Against a man who’s likely at the Peak Stage of Foundatioablishment Realm?

  Are you joking?

  Even if I had full trol of this body, I’d st less than a sed!

  And what’s the reward?

  A Rare-Grade ‘Rest in Peace’ ticket?

  If I die, I won’t even have a ce to use it! I'd already be at peace—permaly!"

  He exhaled sharply.

  That left only oion.

  The third choice was the Safest—and more importantly, it came with a Prote Item.

  He had no idea what kind of prote, but in a world where even spirit chis could end his miserable existence, any prote was better than none.

  Reon ched his jaw.

  "I choose Option 3."

  [Ding! The Host has selected the Third Option. Please plete the mission to receive the reward.]

  Taking a steady breath, Reon spoke.

  "I uand, Elder, and I will take time to refley as in Frost Mountain Cave,"

  His voice was calm, measured.

  The Minor Elder blinked, visibly taken aback.

  This was the same Arrogant disciple who had caused erouble among his peers?

  The same Disrespectful fool who had provoked the wrong oppo and ended up like this?

  Yet now, he stood there—silent, posed, bowing his head ever so slightly in aowledgment of his punishment.

  No protest. ance.

  The Elder studied him closely.

  Was this the same Xue Taiyang? The boy who had once looked down on Minor Elders like himself, never so much as a nod of respect?

  A…

  That slight bow—humble, almost reverent—was an aheard of from an Inner Disciple, especially from him.

  It was enough to make the Minor Elder hesitate.

  For years, disciples like Xue Taiyang had looked down on the likes of him—those who failed to asd beyond the Foundatioablishment Realm, doomed to serve as Minor Elders, overshadowed by the prodigies of the sect.

  He had long since growo their arrogaheir sneers.

  But now?

  This disciple, notorious for his rudeness, stood before him with quiet humility.

  A spark of admiration flickered in the Elder’s eyes before he quickly buried it beh years of discipline.

  He failed to realize the truth—that the Xue Taiyang before him was no lohe same. That another soul had taken his pce.

  Instead, he believed that humiliation had ged the boy. That being crushed by his junior had forced him to reflect.

  That he now sought Strength in Ear.

  For the first time, he truly looked at him.

  His limbs were fractured, crudely ed in flimsy fabric, without even a trace of Healing Marrow Cream, the most basic medial salve used for minor injuries.

  The sight stirred something ued within the Elder.

  Without a word, he reached into his sleeve and flicked his fingers.

  A small, glistening pill shot toward Reon.

  Reon instinctively caught it, his eyes widening as he reized what y in his palm.

  A Grade-2 Healing Pill.

  A Superior curative pared to the Lower-Tier Healing Marrow Cream.

  A rarity even among the top Outer Sect disciples.

  "This..."

  "This is a Grade-2 Healing Pill," the Minor Elder said, his tone unreadable.

  "Take it. Rest for a few hours, and your wounds will heal."

  Reon stared at the pill, his heartbeat quiing.

  In the inal his same Elder had Despised Xue Taiyang's behavior. He had even broken his arms himself, leaving him crippled and humiliated.

  A… now?

  He had given him such a Precious healing pill.

  Could it be… that his ued dispy of respect had ged something?

  The thought was absurd—yet here was the proof, resting in his palm.

  A spark of realization ignited in his mind.

  In a world where strength dictated everything… perhaps there were moments when humility wielded its own quiet power.

  Reon tightened his grip around the pill. Then, with unwavering siy, he bowed once more.

  "Thank you, Elder."

  The Minor Elder observed him for a moment before nodding.

  "Good. Aime, do not apulsively."

  With that, he turned, his robes billowing as he prepared to leave.

  Reon watched as the Elder Rose into the sky, his silhouette being smaller against the horizon.

  And in that moment, as the Elder gnced bae st time, a sihought crossed his mind.

  "This boy… has ged. It’s as if he’s airely different person."

  A smile tugged at the ers of his lips.

  "It seems there's much to look forward to in the near future."