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Xuan Lei Sect, inside the bedroom,
Sun Zhe sat quietly on the seat, his eyes slightly closed, hands resting on his knees. Above his head, a mass of purple thunderclouds appeared, filled with countless thin Thunder Light flashes, creating an extremely dazzling spectacle.
"Ha!"
With a low shout, Sun Zhe suddenly opened his eyes, clapped his hands on the cushion, and soared into the air.
It had been a full month since he last visited the library to select Martial Arts. Since returning from that trip, Sun Zhe had entered seclusion, not only to recover from injuries but also to avoid unnecessary social interactions and troubles.
Reaching the strength of a Three-Star Thunderer in just three months was astonishing. Even though Sun Zhe was the highest qualified among the new disciples and the first to establish a foundation as a Cultivator, hearing this news still shocked everyone once again.
Although early-stage cultivation for a Cultivator was somewhat easier, for most people, three months would only allow them to reach a one-star Thunderer. Even someone as talented as Zhang Ang, who had high qualifications, could only achieve a two-star Thunderer, still quite far from a Three-Star Thunderer. Yet Sun Zhe had created such a record—one that no Outer Sect Disciple had ever achieved before.
Because of this, the name Sun Zhe suddenly resonated loudly within the Xuan Lei Sect Outer Sect, hinting at him becoming the leading senior brother among the new generation of disciples. However, at this moment, the protagonist of this event, Sun Zhe, had hidden himself away and vanished from sight.
Casually waving his arms and feeling the powerful energy hidden within him, a glimmer of joy flashed in Sun Zhe's eyes. A month had passed, and his aura had undergone significant changes once again.
Although that external energy had caused him serious injuries and disrupted his meridians, it remained within his body. During this month, he not only healed his internal wounds but also completely absorbed that energy. As a result, his cultivation level surprisingly increased by one star, reaching the level of a Four-Star Thunderer.
"It seems my physical strength has also improved. Does my body's strength increase along with my cultivation level?" Feeling the immense power contained within his bones, Sun Zhe couldn't help but murmur to himself. The Thunder Body was incredibly mysterious; even after searching through various treasured texts, he found no clues related to it.
"At this point, it's time to resolve some matters!"
Looking up at the clear blue sky outside, a fierce light flashed in Sun Zhe's eyes. At the moment their memories merged, they became indistinguishable from each other; everything about the previous Sun Zhe had been fully integrated into the soul of the current Sun Zhe.
After more than a decade of slavery, he endured countless humiliations and tortures that most people could hardly imagine, suffering from much injustice and resentment. Although the slave mark on his forehead had been removed, the hatred deep within him had not dissipated.
...
Upon arriving at Beifeng City, outsiders might not be aware, but most people within Beifeng City knew.
Overall, in Beifeng City, the Zhang Family was not considered a top-tier noble family, but they managed to squeeze into the second tier. The members of the Zhang Family had held high-ranking positions in the Lord's Mansion for generations, always in important roles. At their peak, the Zhang Family's influence encompassed both military and political spheres in Beifeng City, ranking among the most powerful families. However, since the passing of the current head of the Zhang Family, their status had gradually declined.
Since the death of the current head of the Zhang Family, Zhang Xuken, due to illness, only his wife from the Yuan Clan remained in the family. The one managing everything was Zhang Xuken's cousin, Cai Yuanheng, who served as the steward of the Zhang Family.
Cai Yuanheng was originally a distant cousin of Zhang Xuken. He had sought refuge with the Zhang Family for a livelihood but quickly proved his worth and established himself there. After Zhang Xuken's death, with Yuan Clan being a widow unable to support the family, all real power within the Zhang Family fell into his hands. Now, the Zhang Family was essentially under his control.
Nowadays, if someone were to visit the Zhang Family, they might not know any member of the Zhang Family by name, but they would definitely know Cai Yuanheng.
In southern Beifeng City, the residence of the Zhang Family was located here. Currently, there was a flurry of activity within Zhang Manor; dozens of stewards and servants were busily attending to various tasks.
"Hey! Your lantern is hanging crooked! Move it a bit to the left... Yes, left... No, no! A little more..." A middle-aged man dressed as a steward shouted up towards someone above at the entrance of Zhang Manor.
"What’s going on here? Why such a grand setup all of a sudden?" A curious middle-aged servant approached He Butler nearby and asked with a flattering smile.
"This is all under Cai Yuanheng's orders. I heard that some important figure is coming to our Zhang Manor; I’m not too clear on the details myself. Hey! Your lantern is still not straight..." He Butler was clearly a decent person; upon hearing this question, he did not scold but instead responded.
"An important figure... Which important figure would go to such lengths? Could it be someone from the Lord's Mansion..."
"Zhang Laizi! Stop doubting everything and just get back to work! Cai Yuanheng will come personally to inspect soon. If he sees you slacking off here, just wait for your doom," He Butler said with a helpless shake of his head after glancing at him.
As soon as Cai Yuanheng arrived, a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged servant. He quickly looked around, seemingly not spotting Cai Yuanheng, and let out a sigh of relief. However, he no longer dared to slack off or chat idly and immediately returned to his original place to work.
The arrangement of Zhang Manor was not limited to just the entrance; other areas within Zhang Manor had also been redecorated. The kitchen was prepared for an extravagant feast, all waiting for the arrival of that mysterious master.
Inside the main hall of Zhang Manor, a man and a woman sat on either side.
The man was a middle-aged figure dressed in a brocade robe. Perhaps due to living too comfortably, he had become somewhat plump, but his narrow eyes formed a striking contrast with his physique, occasionally flashing with sharpness that made him appear exceptionally shrewd. The woman, on the other hand, was dressed in a light red outfit. Although she had entered middle age, she still retained her charm, exuding an alluring aura with every gesture.
These two were none other than the true decision-makers of Zhang Manor: Yuan Clan and Cai Yuanheng.
"What is going on? Why would someone from Xuan Lei Sect suddenly visit Zhang Manor?" Yuan Clan asked softly, her lips pursed, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes as she turned to Cai Yuanheng.
"I'm puzzled by this too. However, Xuan Lei Sect is a colossal entity in Beifeng City. As long as we establish a connection with them, our Zhang Family will surely step into the ranks of first-class families soon. Moreover, I heard from the messenger that this time they sent someone quite significant from Xuan Lei Sect, someone with a high reputation there," Cai Yuanheng replied excitedly, his eyes shining with enthusiasm. He had made several preparations and believed that once that esteemed individual arrived, he would definitely be satisfied.
"Well, since you feel this way, I naturally have no objections. I've already prepared those few girls for you. If it really doesn't work out, I can personally step in as well; I’m sure I can serve that esteemed individual well..." A charming smile curved at the corners of Yuan Clan's mouth as she spoke confidently.
"Haha... Good! As long as we can establish connections here in Beifeng City, we will have power and influence at our disposal. At that time, I wonder which of those old geezers from the Zhang Family would still dare to make noise..." Seeing Yuan Clan's enchanting demeanor, Cai Yuanheng smiled ambiguously, his eyes reflecting satisfaction.
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