After firming the details with the Minor Elder of the Outer Sect's Branch Library, Reon gathered all the books and made his way to the Copying ter.

  One by one, he meticulously copied each book, st them safely in his Spatial Ring.

  With everything secured, he turo leave, eager to return to his humble abode and lose himself in reading.

  It hadn't been more than three months since he st indulged in su old habit, yet it felt as though years had passed.

  Now, finally, he had the ce.

  He was tent.

  But—

  Just as he stepped out of the Library—

  A voice rang out from behind.

  "Finally found you, Xue Taiyang."

  "I've been searg for you for days."

  Familiar. Feminine. And dangerous.

  Yes, it was Yang Mi.

  Reon's steps faltered for a fra of a sed before he resumed walking, pretending not to hear.

  "Are you seriously ign me, you bastard?" The voice turned sharp, ced with irritation. "e with me, I have an important matter to discuss with you."

  "Important matter?" Reon scoffed, still not turning around.

  "I already know what you want to say. And I've already told you—I want nothing to do with you people. The true backer behind all this… is far more dangerous than you realize."

  "Kh…!"

  A small, frustrated sound escaped from behind him.

  WHOOSH!

  In an instant, her figure appeared before him, abruptly blog his path.

  Yang Mi's pierg gaze locked onto him as she spoke.

  "What do you want? Gold s? Spirit Stones? Prote? I give you anything—just help me."

  "No matter how hard I try, I 't track down that bastard. All I've mao find is his ckey, a guy named Niu Ling from the Inner Sect."

  Reon exhaled lightly, shaking his head.

  "Well, I warned you before—you won't be able to find him. He's extremely dangerous, and his status in the mortal world is just as high. And I don't want anything from you," he said, his voice calm yet resolute.

  "If anything, I'd rote... but in your current state, you're incapable of providing that. Now, move."

  Ign her, he walked forward.

  Yang Mi ched her fists.

  Desperation flickered in her eyes before settling into determination.

  "I knew you'd be like this," she muttered under her breath.

  Then, in a low voice, she spoke the words she had prepared.

  "You know… Xu Yang, your junior brother—your only friend in the sect—is in my hands."

  Reon halted.

  "It was him, wasn't it?" she tinued. "The one who instigated the fight between Ming Yuen and my brother."

  She tilted her head slightly, gauging his rea.

  "Of course, I 't do anything to him myself," she admitted.

  "But… if I provide enough proof, he will be punished. Ah know what that means."

  A heavy silence filled the air.

  "If you don't want that to happen… then e with me."

  For a moment, everything was still.

  Then—

  WHOOSH!

  A terrifying aura erupted from Reon.

  The very air trembled as a suffog pressure spread outward.

  Reon borrowed the power of Cloudia and Little Tiger, his strength surging to an overwhelming level—ohat nearly touched the might of a High-Stage Foundatioablishment Realm cultivator.

  Yang Mi's breath caught.

  Her body Froze.

  'What… what is this pressure?!'

  She had seen this very maen to a pulp—weak and powerless against her brother, who hadn't even reached the Qi Solidification Realm.

  Yet now…

  The aura he exuded rivaled that of a High-Stage Foundatioablishment cultivator.

  It was suffog.

  It pressive.

  It was—Overwhelming.

  Her breath hitched.

  A cold dread slithered down her spine.

  "How… could this be?"

  Reon turned, his eyes cold as Ice.

  Step.

  Step.

  Each footstep he took toward her felt like a bde pressing against her throat.

  "Are you threatening me?" His voice was dangerously low, dripping with menace.

  Yang Mi's heartbeat echoed in her ears, a frantic drumbeat she couldn't escape.

  With trembling hands, she unleashed the power of her newly awakened, unstable Sacred-Grade stitution—

  The Moonlit Valkyrie stitution.

  It fred to life, ahereal light seeking to push back the crushing pressure.

  But—

  As if reag to the threat, something behind Reon stirred—

  It was his stitution.

  The very moment it activated, a more strange, uling tremor coursed through Yang Mi's body.

  Her stitution—so proud, so resilient—began to shudder, as if it feared something far beyond her uanding.

  It trembled, as though gripped by an instinctual terror...

  Terrified.

  Terrified of being Devoured.

  Her breath grew shallow, her chest tightening as the oppressive force bore down on her, choking her will.

  'I-I 't breathe…! What is this?!'

  "Do I really have to do this?" she thought, panic rising within her.

  No.

  No.

  Hidirength no longer mattered.

  She had tain trht now.

  Desperately, she forced herself to unleash the full extent of her cealed cultivation, fighting against the overwhelming force that threateo swallow her whole.

  "I—N-No," she stammered, her voice shaky.. "I'm not threatening you. I just… I just want to talk. Please… e with me. I guarantee you'll be too."

  Reon's gaze softened slightly, sensiruggle.

  Without a word, he retracted his aura.

  "Alright," he replied, his voice still deep but no longer suffog. "Show me the way."

  Yang Mi gestured ahead as they arrived at her destination.

  "I've arrived. Now, release my Junior Brother," Reon said, his tone firm.

  "Hah! You seriously believed I kidnapped him?" Yang Mi replied, a hint of amusement in her voice.

  "What? You didn't?" Reon asked, fusion flickering in his eyes.

  "Of course not," Yang Mi answered with a smirk.

  "I only inteo intimidate you into talking… but it seems I've ended up on the receiving end instead."

  "Still, I appreciate you ing all this way." Yang Mi added with a nod.