Chapter 202

He immediately felt his throat dry.

"So... this is his true self..."

Lei Mu instinctively stepped in front of Lei Mu, only then realizing Su Han had deliberately avoided Lei Mu.

Noticing this, Lei Mu looked at him, a touch of emotion creeping into her gaze.

But in the next moment, Lei Mu remembered something, her eyelid twitching twice.

She opened her mouth, but finally closed it, not disturbing Su Han.

She stared at the cracks on the walls and floor... her eyes filled with pity.

What if the house collapses? What then? Must we renovate again? Though Lei Mu knew Su Han wasn't short of money.

But it's truly time-consuming and exhausting.

Grandmaster Dama spoke slowly, his voice booming like a bell.

"Young man, lend a hand."

Grandmaster Dama had already seen it—Su Han was terrifyingly strong.

And like himself, he was not one of those... lacking real combat experience.

The upright posture radiating such spirit could only be forged through countless trials.

Yet Su Han possessed not a trace of spiritual energy.

Grandmaster Dama could confirm this.

He could only faintly sense Su Han's physique—terrifyingly strong, comparable to a Bijianda Master.

Yet not a drop of spiritual energy flowed within his body.

"Can one become this powerful without cultivating spiritual energy?"

Grandmaster Dama's heart trembled.

What he saw today nearly shattered all his past beliefs.

If not for the recent emergence of the Reincarnators, who revealed to this world that beyond it lay other worlds and different cultivation methods,

He might have already been stunned into silence.

"Of course!"

Su Han's gaze was sharp as a blade, a smile curling at his lips.

"But after this fight, you'll be responsible for renovating my house!"

Grandmaster Dama froze.

He hadn't expected Su Han to care about something so trivial—he laughed in disbelief.

"If you're willing to join the Nengzongxie Society, not just a small house—even if you want to live in a palace, the state will allocate funds to build it for you."

You want to live in the Forbidden City in Beijing? The authorities would make an exception for you.

Renovate the entire Forbidden City!"

Grandmaster Dama spoke as if joking, yet his words carried genuine intent.

He meant every word.

If Su Han were willing to serve and protect the world,

Every one of his demands would be fulfilled.

Like Rudama Sect.

Before he became a Pojingda Master, Ali Group had hit a bottleneck.

It could only expand within national borders.

But after becoming a Pojingda Master, the state personally championed Ali Group, making its name resonate across the world in an incredibly short time.

Moreover, during Ali Group's expansion, not a single nation on Earth blocked its growth.

Or rather—even the United States, which subtly opposed China on a national level, secretly aided Ali's expansion at that time.

............... Why? Was it merely because of a Daoshi's immense power? No! It was far from that.

It was simply because Grandmaster Dama was willing to shed blood for humanity, willing to forever guard China's borders.

To repel invasions from beyond.

Until his dying breath.

This is great righteousness! The world must grant such Daoshi, who embody great righteousness, special favor and honor.

This favor even transcends national boundaries.

"It's tempting... but I still refuse."

Su Han's expression was calm, yet utterly serious; he stared straight into Grandmaster Dama's eyes, his voice clear and crisp.

"I have no grand ideals! If the day comes when the nation falls and humanity perishes,

I won't mind stepping in!"

He paused, rubbing his temple. "But for now, let me live in peace."

Grandmaster Dama laughed loudly and struck.

"Then let me see your strength, young man."

Grandmaster Dama raised his hands—Tai Chi, shifting from absolute yin to absolute yang in an instant, majestic and unrivaled.

His eyes opened and closed like a wrathful Vajra.

Yet his entire body shimmered with golden radiance, like a Buddha reborn, his blood qi roaring thick as imperial incense, his golden bones naturally formed.

"Tai Chi.

Left and right: Cloud Hands!"

Su Han did not yield—he clenched his fingers into a blade and slashed toward Grandmaster Dama with fierce force.

"Missouri shatters."

Missouri shatters, one of Ou Er Mai Te's ultimate techniques.

Transforming the hand into a blade, capable of cleaving mountains.

No matter how perfect the opponent's defense, this can shatter it head-on.

The greatest sound is silent; space warps.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on the Dama Sect Master's forehead.

At the moment the two techniques collided, a faint sound arose from his fist.

Others may not know what truly happened, but the Dama Sect Master knew.

His Golden Bone, Golden Body had been breached by an inch.