The disciples hesitated, gng between their leader and each other. Finally, Gao Jin mao rise, his legs shaking as he motioned for the others to follow. One by ohey limped away, bruised, battered, and stripped of their pride.

  As their figures faded into the distance, Reon exhaled quietly and turo Cloudia. The fox tilted her head, her sharp eyes filled with curiosity.

  "They won't stay quiet for long," Reon murmured, more to himself than to her. "Their hatred will fester, and they'll e back with stronger allies when they get the ce."

  Cloudia snorted, as if to say, Let them try.

  Reon smirked at her defiance, his expression softening for a brief moment. "I like your spirit. But we'll o be ready. For now, we've bought some time."

  He gnced down at the young white tiger, who had been silent throughout the exge. Her rge, curious eyes met his, and for a moment, something unspoken passed between them. A bond formed not out of obligation but uanding.

  Reon sighed, gng at the trampled ground. "Those bastards interrupted our meal. Now all our food's wasted," he grumbled, his annoyance genuine.

  Shrugging it off, he began preparing another batch of food, the air soon filling with the tantalizing aroma of cooking.

  Ohe meal was ready, the three of them—Reon, Cloudia, and the white tiger—settled down to eat.

  As he ate, Reon's attention turo the pile of spoils now safely tucked away in his Spatial Ring. One by one, he began taking out his gains, appraising them uhe flickering firelight.

  First, the Sect Points. The transfer had yielded a total of fifty thousand—a hefty sum, though not staggering for Inner Sect disciples.

  His find was eighteen low-grade spirit stones. Reon's eyes gleamed as he rolled oween his fingers.

  "Not bad," he murmured. "This alone is enough to push me into the Qi Solidification Realm."

  Spirit stones were valuable, after all. A single low-grade spirit stone was worth around a thousa Points, while a on-grade one was an astronomical huhousand.

  For all their boasting, these Inner Sect disciples hadn't been particurly wealthy, though the spirit stones alone made the haul worthwhile.

  , Reon sifted through a few cultivation manuals. Their unon-grade markings suggested a det value, but they weren't useful to him personally. "I'll sell these ter," he thought, setting them aside.

  Then, his eyes fell on a small, translut crystal—the Mystic Vision Stohe moment he reized it, his expressihtened. "A Grade-2 Mystic Vision Stone," he murmured, admiration in his voice. "This will definitely e in handy ter."

  Finally, Reon's gaze fell upon the bracelet he had taken from Gao Jin. Its sleek, blue surfad intricate design caught the flicker of the firelight, hinting at an artifact of great significe.

  Even at first g was clear this bracelet was no ordinary tri—but its purpose remained a mystery.

  Without hesitation, Reon activated his Identify skill, allowing the artifact's secrets to unfold before him.

  [Item: Beastkin Resonator.

  Grade: Peak-Tier Rare Grade.

  Description: The Beastkin Resonator is a mystical artifact adorned with intricate carvings of a ruhese runes shimmer faintly, glowing brighter in the presence of a beastkin's aura.

  This bracelet possesses a unique ability—it deted analyze the lineage of akin it is with, revealing the rarity of their bloodline.

  However, its power has limitations, as it ot fully determine lihat surpass the Noble rank.

  Activation Effects: When activated, the bracelet emits a soft luminesce. The color and iy of the glow correspond to the grade of the beastkin's lineage:

  Silver Glow: Indicates a oner lineage.

  Yellow Radiance: Denotes a Rare lineage.

  Blue Glow: Represents a Unique lineage.

  Green Glow: Signifies a Noble lineage.

  Crimson Glow: Indicates the presence of a lineage higher than Noble rank, a rare and powerful heritage the bracelet only partially prehend.]

  Reon's eyes widened as he read the information dispyed on the panel.

  "It identify a beast's lineage?" he muttered to himself, a hint of disbelief in his tone. His thoughts raced as he processed the artifact's rarity.

  This is no ordinary item. Artifacts like these are almost exclusively owned by the powerful Hunter Families and are nearly impossible to find outside their grasp.

  Though Reon's Identify skill allowed him to gauge a beast's li had its limits. If the beast was signifitly strohan him, his skill would fail ht.

  But with the Beastkin Resonator, he could reliably identify beasts with lineages up to Noble Lineage, a tool that could prove invaluable iure.

  His gaze lingered on the bracelet, its faint runic glow refleg in his eyes. So that's how those bastards identified the little cat for what she is—a White Tiger with a Legendary Lineage.

  Reon's thoughts turo the White Tiger , their reputation as one of unparalleled strength and influening rge in his mind.

  The White Tiger is no ordinary group. They never leave their young unguarded, and Advanced Illusion Skills are cast upon their desdants, disguising them as ordinary beasts when they veo the outside world.

  Yet, this bracelet saw through the illusion.

  Still, something didn't add up. Reon frowned. Even with the bracelet, how did Gao Jin know the little cat was a Legendary Lineage White Tiger?