Chapter 461: Declaration of War

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A peaceful night passed, and by the next morning, the news spreading simultaneously through the Holy Light and the Holy Path across the League of Blades instantly ignited the entire alliance—a true Rose storm was sweeping in with full force!

The storm had two epicenters. The first was naturally Rose's victory in the eight-battle streak, with Old Wang leading the Old Wang Squad to triumph over the Zenith Holy Sanctuary and claim the pinnacle.

This was already a major event that had captured the attention of the entire alliance. The Zenith Holy Sanctuary had even recalled Tianzhe Yifeng, the Holy Sanctuary's undefeated legend, for a crushing blow. Everyone had assumed Zenith's victory was assured, yet against all odds, they were overturned?

To anyone, this was an utterly unbelievable piece of news. After all, Rose's previous victories in the eight battles had only truly been acknowledged in their fight against the Xifeng Holy Sanctuary. That battle was widely regarded as the peak of Rose's strength, enough to secure a spot among the top ten Holy Sanctuaries—though still beneath the five cornerstone Holy Sanctuaries, let alone the invincible Zenith. Against the fifth-ranked Holy Sanctuary, a 3-1 or even 3-0 victory over Xifeng wasn’t impossible. Moreover, in the subsequent battles against Sakuman and Darkmoon Island, Rose had never truly showcased their strength, relying instead on unorthodox methods to win, further cementing this perception.

As for Zenith? Not only were they already the strongest, but they had also recalled Tianzhe Yifeng and Amogan—both Ghost Level experts—for a crushing blow, alongside Ye Dun, who had also reached Ghost Level. Three Ghost Level experts in one squad—an unprecedented lineup. And yet, they still lost?

What’s even more bizarre was how Rose achieved victory. They abandoned their previous dazzling displays, and the three standout performers—Kela, Fan Te Xi, and Mapeier—failed to secure a single win. Even Winnie Lee, the most highly regarded, only managed a desperate, costly victory. By all accounts, this should have been a loss. Yet, against all expectations, the previously lackluster captain, Wang Feng, suddenly emerged as a dark horse, using Witchcraft to suppress the undefeated myth Tianzhe Yifeng, and then martial arts to defeat Ye Dun, who had transformed with the Heavenly Silkworm Transformation to reach Shadow Dance level. This… this was like something out of a myth!

Had it not been for the unanimous reports from various media outlets, everyone would have thought they’d read a fake edition of the *Holy Sanctuary's Light*.

Frankly, such news was hard to believe—it defied common sense. Reactions across the alliance varied. Only a small fraction fully believed the reports, while most took them with a grain of salt.

The truth? Rose’s victory was undeniable. No one would dare falsify such a matter, especially not the Holy Light or the Holy Path, given the stakes for the Holy Sanctuary’s reputation. The falsehoods? Those lay in the details of the matches.

Witchcraft overpowering Tianzhe Yifeng? The reports claimed Wang Feng’s spells were fast and powerful. But aside from Wang Feng’s own strength, another way to achieve this effect was through "single-use Witchcraft artifacts." High-grade soul artifacts, with sufficient preparation, could instantly unleash a fourth or even fifth-order spell, far faster than a wizard’s own incantations. Given that Wang Feng was primarily a rune master and Spirit Beastmaster, people were more inclined to believe he’d used some Witchcraft artifact rather than suddenly becoming a wizard.

As for defeating Ye Dun in his Shadow Dance state? The description was even more absurd. Mastering the Ten-Blade Style at a glance? Infinite evasion in Shadow Dance? If he could learn it that easily, why make it sound so miraculous? And if he could evade infinitely, how could Wang Feng still defeat him? Pure nonsense! Wang Feng might have some tricks, and reaching Ghost Level might be true, but claiming he completely countered Tianzhe Yifeng and defeated Shadow Dance Ye Dun? Who’d believe that wasn’t exaggerated?

Honestly, it wasn’t the League of Blades’ stubborn skepticism.

Very few had witnessed the matches firsthand and were willing to speak the truth, and the reality was simply too far beyond conventional understanding. This time, the *Holy Sanctuary's Light* wasn’t exaggerating—yet many still doubted. Regardless, Rose became the hottest topic across the alliance.

But one thing demanded serious attention: the second wave of the Rose storm—Rose’s announcement of a Ghost Level Class, and even bolder, a Ghost Level Advanced Training Class, promising to revolutionize Ghost Level power?!

Compared to the earlier gossip, this news was truly explosive, instantly stirring restlessness across all factions.

Several factors had to be considered. First, given Thunder Dragon’s stature, if he were willing to lower himself, he was indeed qualified to instruct Ghost Levels. After all, he was once among the closest to reaching Dragon Level on this continent. So while calling it a "revolution" might be hyperbolic, it wasn’t entirely false.

As for the Ghost Level Class, that was likely genuine. If Rose couldn’t deliver after attracting so many factions, even Thunder Dragon wouldn’t be able to salvage the fallout. Moreover, Thunder Dragon’s genius status was universally acknowledged in the League of Blades—he specialized in achieving the impossible! Just look at how Old Wang, under Thunder Dragon’s name, had even convinced the sea tribes he’d solved a centuries-old curse. If humans themselves couldn’t believe in him, who would? So if he claimed to have invented some rune array or potion to help Tiger Peak experts break into Ghost Level, the public wouldn’t dismiss it outright.

This was huge! Ghost Levels weren’t rare on this continent, but the most reliable path had always been through the Holy City.

Those who reached Ghost Level outside the Holy City either clawed their way through life-and-death struggles—like Tianzhe Yifeng—with no one to pay the exorbitant Holy City tuition, or they relied on expensive drugs, like Lao Huo, whose combat prowess was lacking. Some stumbled into it by accident, but that was entirely unpredictable.

For most families and factions, even if they wanted to invest resources into nurturing their disciples, they had no idea how.

These factions didn’t care about spending money—if they could reliably send their core disciples to the Holy City to reach Ghost Level, they’d pay any price. But the Holy City’s annual quotas were limited, with endless applicants offering wealth and connections. It wasn’t just about money. The fierce competition for those few spots had torn families apart and even sparked conflicts between factions. It was a seller’s market—people were desperate to throw money but had nowhere to throw it!

And now, Rose claimed they could offer a Ghost Level Class—without exorbitant tuition? This was insane…

The entire alliance went wild. Representatives from various factions who’d attended the matches flooded Lao Huo’s doorstep from that afternoon onward. Whether it was true or not, they scrambled to register first—after all, signing up was free. It was a race of speed: the early bird got the worm.

For the first time, Lao Huo experienced the "burden" of being a celebrity.

"Lao Huo, I’ve been meaning to say this since the matches—Zenith’s methods were overly domineering. But with the crowd’s bias, it was hard to speak up for you. My apologies… But my heart has always been with Rose’s true Holy Sanctuary spirit. Thank goodness you held firm!" One Holy Sanctuary principal began with self-reproach. "But actions speak louder than words! To prove my support, I’m sending two disciples to your Ghost Level Class. I’m deciding this today! Let the naysayers complain—we’re all fellow Holy Sanctuary members. You shouldn’t bear this alone!"

Others came to reconnect with Lao Huo.

"Lao Huo, forget the rest—just remember those two years you taught at Fire God Mountain, when we shared a dorm and I brought you meals every day. You owe me this favor!" Dean Kevin of Fire God Mountain glared. When Lao Huo had gone to establish their Rune Institute, Kevin had been the deputy dean assisting him. The meal deliveries were real—he’d even washed Lao Huo’s socks! With that history, how could Lao Huo refuse?

"Damn it, you old backstabber! Weren’t you slamming me in the *Holy Sanctuary's Light* just a while ago?" Lao Huo shot back, furious at his old friend’s betrayal.

"That was only because I was forced to! The prevailing winds dictated it—I had to consider Mt. Fire God's interests, didn't I? After being Holy Sanctuary's president for so long, don’t you understand how things work there? If it were you, could you just prioritize friendship over the survival of your entire Rose? Ugh, alright, alright, my bad, all my fault! Starting today, I’m turning over a new leaf!"

Kevin put on a solemn face, coaxing and cajoling. "But let’s not forget—when your Rose team came to Mt. Fire God, we gave them the royal treatment! Fed them the best food, the whole hall applauded Rose after your victory, and the kids hit it off perfectly too. Does that sound like something enemies would do? That shows our true stance! Enough said—we're all friends here, young and old. Five spots, five! You have to reserve them for me. Remember, I was the one who introduced you to your wife! And who sends your wife Mt. Fire God’s specialty smoked meat every year? If you refuse, I’ll go complain to her!"

Then there were those who tried outright bribery...

"Lao Huo, listen. Old Lei’s research breakthrough couldn’t have been easy. Offering it for free is admirable, but admiration doesn’t put food on the table. How about I personally sponsor Rose with 100 million... no, 200 million! Hey, hey—Lao Huo, wait! Name your price! We could even match the Holy City’s standards! Anything money can solve isn’t a real problem!"

And those who tried to provoke him...

"Come on, Lao Huo, don’t give me that... Don’t tell me you, the president, can’t even make such a small decision? You’re a titan in the rune world—just running Rose is beneath you! If you say 'one,' who in Rose would dare say 'two'? Even Old Lei, technically, has to listen to you now, right? Otherwise, why are you even president? A few spots are nothing. Come on, grow a spine—let’s settle this today!"

The endless parade of flattery and persuasion... From the afternoon after the match until the next day, Lao Huo hadn’t had a single moment of peace. He’d been entertaining guests all night, his five-o'clock shadow proof of his exhaustion.

Lao Huo was at his wit's end. How could he not be?

If he actually had the authority to make grand decisions and revel in the moment, he wouldn’t have minded staying up all night—hell, he could’ve kept going for three days straight! But the problem was, did he have any say? He knew Old Lei’s situation all too well—there was no damn ghost-level breakthrough or Ghost Level Advanced Training Class. And as for Wang Feng, the big talker? The guy had gone straight back to the inn after the match, buried his head under the covers, and slept—without giving Lao Huo a single clear answer!

Goddammit! Leaving him, a poor old man, to bear the brunt of it all—unable to promise anything, yet finding no good excuses to refuse. Forced to dodge and deflect, despite being terrible at it, he was practically driven to the edge of jumping off a building.

Just when he thought the kid was all good, he turns around and stabs him in the back—and now Lao Huo has to clean up the mess! This... this is absolute hell!

And this was just the immediate consequences. Hawkland could already imagine what would happen once the news spread across the League by morning. By now, every major faction in the League of Blades was probably mobilizing, heading straight for Rose! Damn it... Well, good. Let Old Lei get a taste of his own medicine—after all, it was his disciple who caused this mess!

But these were just surface reactions. If one dug deeper, all factions could already sense the storm clouds gathering.

After all, whether it was the Ghost Level Class, the Ghost Level Advanced Training Class, or Wang Feng’s declarations during the match, it was all clearly aimed at the Holy City. No one believed such provocation was Wang Feng’s own idea—what kind of Holy Sanctuary disciple would have the guts or the authority for that? There had to be a mastermind behind it, and that mastermind was undoubtedly Thunder Dragon.

This was Rose—this was Thunder Dragon—declaring war on the Holy City!

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