Chapter 460: Challenging the Holy City

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"Making it into the Holy City—that’s the real honor!"

"A hero from some backwater Holy Sanctuary—how can they stack up against a Holy City graduate?"

"Wow, this is a personal invitation from Saint Roy himself! The sky’s the limit!"

In the stands, die-hard Holy City fans whispered among themselves, watching Wang Feng on the field, wishing they were the ones receiving the grand invitation from Saint Roy.

Saint Roy waited, and so did the entire audience for Wang Feng's response. His smile was all smug superiority. No matter what answer Wang Feng gave, he had already seized absolute control. Big deal—Rose won? From this moment on, the stage was his. Whether Wang Feng accepted or not was irrelevant—what mattered was that the momentum of the reformists' victory had been completely dismantled. Wang Feng? Just a pawn, a chance to flaunt his influence as the Holy City's Saint Roy before Lucky Heaven.

Of course, if Wang Feng wisely accepted, that would be even better. Whether sincere or not, once he entered the Holy City, there would be no escape.

Wang Feng wore an identical smile, his gaze intensifying as he locked eyes with Saint Roy without blinking. One second, two seconds... half a minute... Damn it, bring it on! Keep staring, keep smiling! As long as he didn’t feel awkward, the awkwardness would be all Saint Roy’s!

Outside the arena, the murmurs gradually died down. Even the clueless bystanders could tell things were getting tense.

Saint Roy’s grin froze as he met Wang Feng’s gaze, his eyelids twitching involuntarily. His heart sank, and his smile faded as he opened his mouth to regain control with the Holy City’s authority.

But Wang Feng raised his hand first, signaling to the crowd while keeping his eyes locked on Saint Roy. "Listen here, Roy-boy, jokes have their time and place. Move it—I’ve got news."

He then ignored Saint Roy entirely, treating him like mere decoration.

"Everyone! Apex Holy Sanctuary put up a hell of a fight, no doubt. But today’s victory belongs to Rose Holy Sanctuary—to all who supported us, to all Holy Sanctuary disciples who yearn for breakthroughs. This Saint Roy junior calls it the spirit of the Holy Sanctuary. I can agree, but let me clarify: today’s victory is no feast, no performance. The spirit showcased today is the triumph of Rose Holy Sanctuary’s revolutionary spirit! Cut the spin—stay on point. Want the prize? Earn it—don’t erase the blood and sweat of countless Temple disciples!"

Here, Wang Feng let that sink in, his expression grave, even casting a sidelong glance at Roy. By now, even the most fervent spectators realized... Roy was full of it.

"Let me leave you with this: what you can’t win on the battlefield, you won’t gain through empty words at the negotiation table. We revere heroes for their sacrifices, for their greatness that brought us here. The Holy Sanctuary’s strength was forged in blood and fire by our predecessors—not through empty boasts. 'All for one, one for all'—this is the eternal truth left by the Supreme Sage Teacher. A year ago, Rose Holy Sanctuary was weak—everyone knew it. But today, the once-bottom-ranked Holy Sanctuary stands here. How? We fight for our beliefs, to reclaim past glory. We gave everything, creating miracles with our own hands—not deluding ourselves with the glory of the past, our elders, or our families. The Holy Sanctuary’s spirit isn’t about what you gain from it, but what you contribute. I’ve heard the Holy City holds the key to reaching ghost level. Saint Roy junior, they call you Saint Roy. If the Holy City truly wants to help, open this method to us. We are Holy Sanctuary disciples—we are no outsiders."

The arena fell utterly silent. Who could’ve imagined Wang Feng would drop this bombshell—directly challenging the Holy City? Even its staunchest supporters hesitated. If the Holy City could share its methods... Wasn’t their devotion rooted in the hope of reaching ghost level? Wasn’t that the Holy City’s allure—its reliable path to ghost level?

On the stage, Lao Huo’s heart pounded in his throat. Holy hell! Wang Feng’s mouth—firing at the Holy City! Was he insane?

But the topic Wang Feng raised was undeniably tempting. Advancing to ghost level was brutally difficult, often hinging on rare opportunities. The Holy City had a method—but only for its elite, requiring exorbitant costs even major families balked at.

Yet, families paid these prices, desperate to elevate their youth to ghost level as early as possible. The Li Family, for instance, had paid a staggering price.

Saint Roy hadn’t expected Wang Feng’s audacious challenge. Scanning the stage, he noted the shifting expressions of the family leaders. Smiling again, he replied smoothly—this wasn’t the first time the Holy City faced such questions. "Wang Feng, advancing to ghost level is perilous. The method is for all Holy Sanctuary disciples, but it can’t be recklessly shared. This is for everyone’s safety. Only those who pass our trials may undergo the ascension."

"Hah! ‘Perilous and reckless’? Death doesn’t scare us—why would danger? Roy, your act’s getting old. Step aside... To everyone here, and all who will hear this—I announce on behalf of Rose Holy Sanctuary..."

On stage, Lao Huo’s eyes bulged. Wait, what announcement? Since when?! Was he just a damn mascot?

"I solemnly declare: Rose Holy Sanctuary has discovered a method to reach ghost level! No tricks, no traps—just results. With effort, anyone can advance. We won’t hoard it—we’ll share it with all Holy Sanctuary disciples and allies. Any who reach Tiger Peak are welcome at Rose. No fancy bloodline needed—rich or poor, if you’re a friend, no hidden fees. If you believe in the Supreme Sage Teacher, if you stand with the League of Blades—Rose welcomes you!"

Silence... Then—explosion.

The place went nuts. Most disciples hit Tiger Peak and stall out forever. The Holy City was their only hope—a lottery ticket with a brutal price tag. And now—Rose?

"Did I hear right?"

"Rose found a way to ghost level? And they’ll share it?"

"With all of the League of Blades—but only if you’re Rose’s ally!"

"No way—seriously?"

"Hard to tell. If it were anyone else, I’d definitely think they were crazy, but this guy... he might actually be onto something!"

Those who heard these words were weighing things carefully. Wang Feng was different—his track record spoke for itself. The discoverer of fusion runes, the one who triggered successive awakenings in beastmen, who turned a booze peddler's pudgy son into a ghost-level powerhouse!

More importantly, Wang Feng was Karida’s junior brother and Thunder Dragon’s direct disciple!

Wang Feng’s announcement was made on behalf of Rose Holy Sanctuary.

But in everyone’s minds, it was the voice of Thunder Dragon, the legendary super-genius who once shook the Beast Sutra world!

Thinking carefully, it was entirely possible that Thunder Dragon had uncovered the secret to advancing to ghost level. Back in the day, he was a supreme master of both mystic arts and martial skills, later shifting his focus to rune mastery. For years, he had been quietly refining his knowledge. The decline of Rose Holy Sanctuary was partly due to Thunder Dragon’s single-minded dedication to research.

At this realization, the crowd went wild.

Hawkland, who had braced himself for a shock, was utterly dumbfounded. *Holy shit, don't spout this nonsense!* The heads of other Holy Sanctuaries were all staring at him, and those with closer ties were already asking how to enroll their disciples in this ghost-level advancement program—were there age restrictions? Hawkland’s mind was reeling as he put on a strained smile. *Where am I? What am I doing? I know nothing about this!*

Meanwhile, in the first-tier seating, the big shots exchanged glances. These days, who didn’t have a few aging Tiger Peak disciples in their families? Openly antagonizing the Holy City was out of the question, but if everyone by unspoken agreement sent one or two hopeless Tiger Peak candidates to test the waters, the Holy City would have no choice but to accept it.

Wang Feng raised his hand lightly, and instantly, the entire hall fell silent again! By now, no one was paying attention to the still-standing Saint Child.

Wang Feng continued his announcement: "The enrollment process is simple. As long as you are a citizen of the League of Blades or a friend of the League—whether human, beastman, seafolk, or mixed-blood—if you’ve reached Tiger Peak, you can participate in an interview. Those who pass can immediately join Rose’s Ghost Level Class—an express train to Ghost Level. If you don’t pass, don’t be discouraged. You can choose to stay at Rose, where we’ll have specific qualifying tests. Complete them, and you can still join the Ghost Level Class..."

Now was the time to advertise—no waiting for verification. If they were going to offend the Holy City, they might as well pull more people onto their side.

Hawkland covered his face. *This is bullshit without even a draft! ‘Trust Rose to guarantee Ghost Level’? An ‘express train to Ghost Level’? Even the Holy City wouldn’t dare make such bold claims!*

"Lao Huo, not cool! We’re old friends—how could you keep something this big a secret?"

"Exactly! We’re all on the same side. After all these years, can’t we talk about this kind of opportunity?"

"I always knew Rose was extraordinary. Tsk tsk, truly, ‘silent as a mouse, but striking like a dragon’!"

"Lao Huo, we could totally collaborate on this, with Rose taking the lead..."

The lure of power was irresistible. Those with closer ties to Rose immediately swarmed Hawkland, figuring the headmaster was a safer bet than Wang Feng. This only made Hawkland more panicked—he knew Rose’s true situation. People believed because of the precedents set by the beastmen and Fantxi, and even more so because they trusted Thunder Dragon’s discoveries! But Hawkland knew Old Lei well.

Had Old Lei made any discoveries? No. Absolutely not. The old man spent his days fishing and studying runes—honestly, probably more time fishing than researching. Lately, he’d given up fishing but had become obsessed with Go, chess, Connect Five, and even Parcheesi—all introduced by that brat Wang Feng, who claimed they were brain exercises to ward off dementia. Hawkland had nearly flipped the board in frustration...

In short, Old Man Thunder was completely off-track, and ghost-level breakthroughs had nothing to do with him.

"Not only that," Wang Feng continued, "my master originally didn’t want to make such a high-profile announcement, but I pleaded earnestly to secure greater benefits for those who have already reached ghost level. Yes, you guessed it—exactly what you’re thinking. My master’s research into runes has yielded major breakthroughs. Beyond the path to ghost level, he has also discovered revolutionary soul force techniques. This is an innovation—a great and sacred innovation! So, those who have already reached ghost level can also enroll in Rose’s Ghost Level Advanced Training Class!"

This bombshell sent shockwaves through the crowd!

The Ghost Level Class was already shocking enough, but now there was a Ghost Level Advanced Training Class? A revolution in soul force utilization?

Was it real? Hard to believe!

A lie? Would Rose dare?

The entire hall erupted in chaos. Xiao Bang’s gaze swept the crowd—*Master is finally stepping out of the shadows.* And if even ghost-level experts could join... But this was still something to discuss with his master. To this day, he hadn’t fully completed the task his master had given him—the secrets of the Divine Triangle. His understanding remained superficial.

Gule was lost in thought. *A Ghost Level Advanced Training Class?* He felt a twinge of conflict...

As for the Saint Child? No one cared anymore.

The Ninth Prince smiled brightly. *What a fascinating twist! Fifth Brother, oh Fifth Brother—how could you let such a talent slip through your fingers as a mere dandelion agent? This is a major blunder.*

The Li brothers, who were keeping an eye on Winnie, exchanged glances. They thought they had this man figured out, but now they were lost again. *What kind of play is this? Picking a fight with the Holy City?*

Wang Feng?

Hand him a bowl large enough, and he’d dare to empty the sea. Hand him a pole long enough, and he’d reach for the heavens.

Nearly all of Team Rose’s core members were still bedridden, so the victory celebration was naturally put on hold for now.

Commanding a squad drained him mentally. Despite his usual carefree and confident demeanor, only Old Wang himself knew just how much effort was hidden beneath that seemingly indifferent facade. This mental strain had begun long before the Eightfold Battle—from the master plan involving Aurora City’s Big Three merchant guilds, through the entire Eightfold Battle, down to everyone’s training arrangements, strategic sacrifices to cultivate talent, morale management, tactical setups, and in-the-moment adjustments. Every detail, every seemingly coincidental moment, was actually the result of Old Wang’s meticulous planning.

To put it bluntly, for the past three or four months, Old Wang hadn’t had a single good night’s sleep. Even when he dozed off, his mind was still racing through endless calculations. Without the two Heavenly Soul Pearls sustaining and restoring his mental energy at the soul level, he would’ve collapsed from exhaustion long ago. Only now, with everything settled and the first step of his grand plan fully accomplished, could he finally sleep soundly.

Power. Planning. Perseverance.

Truth be told, there’s no such thing as a peaceful world—just someone always shouldering the burden for you.

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