The entire pavilion fell into stunned silence. Every disciple and staff present stood frozen, their faces etched with disbelief.

  But among them all, the most shocked was her than the Minor Elder himself.

  His voice trembled as he screamed,

  "hat the hell just happened?! How in the world did a High-Tier Mythical-Grade Artifact shatter into pieces?!"

  His gaze fell upon the remains of the orb, now nothing more than lifeless shards scattered across the floor.

  "This artifact was said to be capable of appraising abilities even beyond Heavenly-Grade… One of the Oldest and Most Treasured Artifacts in the sect's history! A Broke?"

  "Was it simply too ao endure any longer? Or… was there another reason?"

  A cold sweat ran down his back as ahought struck him.

  "More importantly... how am I supposed to ao the higher-ups?!"

  In a distant er of the chamber…

  Reon's shock mirrored that of the others, though for entirely different reasons.

  "A... High Tier... Mythical-Grade Artifact?"

  His mind raced.

  "The novel described the Sect Disciple Sele Ceremony's artifact as a Low-Tier Legendary-Grade Artifact. At best, I expected it to be Mid h-Tier Legendary. But this…?"

  A slow smirk formed on his lips.

  "So, they really went all out... Huh!."

  His gaze flickered with amusement before he turned away.

  "Well… it has nothing to do with me. I should slip away before things get even more plicated."

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  .

  Ihe chamber, nearly every disciple erupted into hushed whispers.

  Murmur!

  Murmur!

  "Hey… what just happened?"

  "I think the artifact shattered because it was too old."

  "No, no! It was because of Young Master Shou Bing! His stitution must be so powerful that eveifact couldn't ha and exploded!"

  "Bah! Stop fttering your so-called 'Young Master.' How could an artifact capable of appraising Beyond Heavenly-Grade just break like that?"

  "Yeah, even if an ability surpassed the artifact's limits, it would only malfun—Not Shatter. For it to Explode like that… the ability must be on an Unmeasurable Level, perhaps even… Impossible to Quantify."

  "Yes! You're right! There's no way that spoiled brat awakened something so powerful."

  "What do you know, you bastard? Young Master Shou is the most talented person in the world!" one of Shou Bing's loyal followers shouted.

  The entire hall turoward him as if he had grown a sed head.

  The discussion quickly turned into a heated debate—some supp Shou Bing, but most dismissing the idea ht.

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  .

  On the Upper Floor…

  Eveop disciples were left in utter fusion.

  "Hey… do you think it's possible that Shou Bing is really… that person?"

  "Well… there's a ce."

  "No way. How could a Mythical-Grade artifact shatter just from evaluating someone's ability? I think it was already broken to begin with."

  While the others debated, Yi Ran and Zi remained silent.

  Suddenly—

  Zi stood up.

  "Damn it. What a plete waste of my time."

  His frustration was evident as his grip tightened

  "I should've spent it honing my sword instead. After all… I now have a worthy oppo who deserves to face its full force."

  Yi Ran, deep in thought, let out a quiet sigh—Disappoi Flickering in her eyes.

  Then—

  "Listen, disciples!"

  The Minor Elder's voice thuhrough the chamber, instantly sileng the crowd.

  "Shou Bing is suspected of possessing araordinary ability, but we ot firm anythi. A full report detailing today's events will be sent to the higher-ups—they will determihe course of a."

  He turned his sharp gaze toward Shou Bing.

  Shou Bing stiffened as a cold shiver ran down his spine.

  "But," the Minor Elder tinued, his voice heavy with authority, "if no such ability is found… then he will likely be held atable for the destru of a High-Tier Mythical-Grade Artifact."

  The weight of his words settled over the crowd like a storm cloud.

  "For now, this iigation is cluded. Everyone is dismissed."

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  .

  Elsewhere…

  Reon walked through the sect grounds, lost in thought.

  "I never expected the artifact to actually shatter… That means my ability is far beyond the grasp of even a Mythical-Grade appraisal artifact."

  "Maybe a Saint-Grade appraisal artifact could measure it… but I doubt even Supreme Dao Sect or any of the Overlord Sects possess one. Which means, at least here in the Sleeping Dragon ti, I have nothing to worry about."

  "However…"

  His eyes darkened.

  "If I ever set foot in the Spirit Rain tihe Land of Awakeners… then things might be different. There, powerful Appraisers may be able to uhe truth of my stitution."

  "Still… I have no pns to go there anytime soon. But I must find a way to hide my stitution—especially now that it has caused a Global-Level Dark Cloud Phenomenon."

  A chilling thought crossed his mind.

  "And why did the higher-ups ge the standard artifaythical-Grade ohey must have seen something… something that forced their hand."

  Then—

  [Ding!]

  A meical voice echoed in his mind.

  [If the Host is ed about his stitution being discovered, there is o worry. Simply build the Core Void Eye of your stitution.]

  Reon's eyes narrowed.

  "Huh? What do you mean, System?"

  [Ding! Ohe Core Void Eye is built, your stitution will bee pletely Formless, Uable, and cealed. No one in this world—or even those from Higher Realms—will be able to perceive it.]

  A slow, sinister grin spread across Reon's lips.

  "Now that… is very good news."

  But just as quickly as excitement surged within him, it faded into Frustration.

  "But still… how do I build the Void Eye?"

  [Ding! That… the Host must figure out himself.]

  Reo out a dry chuckle.

  "Of course. Nothing is ever that easy."