Every disciple wore a distinct expression on their face—some even disyed two or more emotions at once.


    The reason?


    They each recognized the eight inner disciples who had appeared before us. They knew them because they all aspired to be like them. Why? Hunter was a prodigy who had topped the Union Trial during their batch.


    He was also a powerful spearman with a ss that suited his name.


    He is an exceptional hunter. He had amassed significant battle experience even before joining the academy. It was said that he had killed a Tier 6 monster while still a mere Master-stage warrior (Tier 3).


    Then there was his sister, who was also a formidable mage. Of course, Zaid, Richy, and Kim were all prodigies who naturallymanded attention. On top of that, they hailed from prestigious ns, cing them at the top of the food chain.


    But while these five seemed mighty and revered in everyone''s eyes, the three faction leaders were the ones that truly captivated them.


    Everyone wanted to join one of the top three factions in the academy, so seeing us and Asha openly disrespect them left many unsure of how to feel.


    Of course, their anger, shock, and hatred were about to reach a new level.


    "So, we have a Hater, an Idiot Hater, a Perverted Hater, a Jealous Hater Bitch, a Stupid Hater, a Very Bitch Hater, a Low-Budget Hater, and an Ass-Licker. Does that describe them well?" us asked, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear.


    "Yes, that''s a perfect summary of who these idiots are," Asha replied with a teasing smile aimed at Hunter''s group.


    us nodded and tilted his head. "So, what does a group of over-privileged, poorly dressed, idiotic, and continentally stupid haters want from me?" he asked.


    "You bastard!" Zaid''s anger exploded, though he held himself back. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire


    Why? Because he didn''t want to kill us identally—or so he convinced himself. He had to restrain his fury, just like the other seven did.


    However, Zaid was so enraged that his facial expression contorted into something both ridiculous and grotesque.


    "First of all, my name is us, not ''bastard.'' Second, why has your face turned into a baboon''s butt?" us taunted, using his tracker to snap an image of Zaid''s face.


    Finally, Zaid couldn''t hold back and attempted to move—but us raised a single finger, stopping him with his tracker. us then shifted his attention to Hunter.


    "I was told you hate me. Care to exin why?" us asked, feigning righteousness.


    "I don''t need to answer to a bastard country bumpkin!" Hunter spat, hisposure slipping. A little more, and he''dpletely lose control.


    Hunter had been bottling up his anger for a long time. All he''d ever wanted was to crush us—for two reasons.


    First, us had shattered his record as the youngest Tier 3 warrior to kill a Tier 6 monster. Second, us had disrespected his family.


    Adding to that, whatever us had done back in Union City only stoked Hunter''s hatred further. He wanted nothing more than the chance to separate us''s head from his shoulders.


    But luckily for us, there is a no-killing policy.


    us smiled at his answer and turned to Kate. "A beautiful face with no brains. I wonder who lied to you and told you that you could amount to my woman. From where I stand, you don''t even measure up to her pinky."


    "That said, you should probably stop using makeup. It''s making you look like an olddy who has been rejected by her grandkids."


    us instantly hated Kate for reasons he did not understand. Just looking at her made him feel one emotion—extreme disgust.


    He would dly separate her head from her shoulders if he got the chance.


    Everyone who knew how dangerous Kate could be held their breath, waiting for her to make a move. But like the others, she didn''t dare, knowing that breaking the rules could get her expelled or, worse, thrown into a hell mission as punishment.


    us looked at the others standing beside her, shook his head, and smiled.


    "Naturally, I should kill all of you because I don''t like having enemies. It''s always better to eliminate them and have peace of mind. Luckily for you guys, my hands are tied right now.


    "That said, I won''t hold back if youe against me on the outside. Trust me, none of you have what it takes to kill me." us then turned his gaze toward Sofia.


    "And that includes you, Madam Sovereign. You may think that because you are a Sovereign, you are invincible. Think again. No matter how powerful you are, in my presence, you are nothing.


    "In fact, even if you eight were to band together, you wouldn''t be able to touch a hair on my head. I could kill all of you before you even realized what happened."


    us smiled. "If you don''t believe me, watch this."


    In the blink of an eye, he vanished. A split secondter, he reappeared behind Sofia. His index finger pressed lightly against her neck.


    Sofia immediately turned pale. And it wasn''t just her—all the inner and outer disciples held their breath, cold sweat breaking out on their backs.


    Before entering the academy, they had seen Sovereigns as beings who stood above all others. Sure, there were Transcendents and Ascendents, but they were exceedingly rare and seldom revealed themselves.


    For most, the highest existence they had ever encountered was a Sovereign, which made them appear godlike in their eyes.


    So, to witness a mere Grandmaster effortlessly subdue a Sovereign left them utterly shaken. Fear gripped their hearts as they tried to reconcile how someone could be dangerously powerful and strikingly handsome.


    us smirked, and in the next moment, he was back beside Asha, who greeted him with a cute smile.


    "Like I said, you losers don''t have what it takes toe after me. Normally, I''d say something like, ''If you don''t believe me, we can duel.'' But I''ve entered something of a growth phase recently, so instead, I''ll say this...


    "If you don''t believe me, we can have a death match to decide who gets to live."


    us''s deration sent another wave of cold sweat across everyone present.


    "Of course, I''m not an unreasonable person, so I''ll give you losers a handicap. The deathmatch will be between me and all eight of you at once. And yes, you can use any tricks you''ve got up your sleeves.


    "I don''t mind. All I want is to separate your heads from your bodies. Just looking at your faces disgusts me—especially you, Kate Duncan.


    "You should really take my advice and stop using makeup. You''re scaring the other disciples."


    us''s words were sharp, each syble cutting like a de. The crowd wanted nothing more than to flee and nevery eyes on him again.@@novelbin@@


    Why?


    Because at that moment, us appeared like the son of an angel of death and a demon prince. His presence was terrifying.


    Kate Duncan''s anger skyrocketed, hitting a metaphorical 100% as she neared her breaking point. She could explode at any moment.


    Just as she was about to erupt, the temperature around them spiked, rising several degrees instantly.


    us immediately felt a bad premonition. But before he could react, the very space above them cracked open.


    A stunning red-haired woman stepped from the rift, her piercing gaze locked squarely on us.