Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 407 The Saint-Grade Technique Revelation

The moment the words "Saint-Grade Technique" left Bai Zihan's mouth, the place fell deathly silent.

The Grand Elders froze as if struck by lightning.

"...Saint-Grade?"

"Did he just say Saint-Grade?"

In the entire history of the Desolate Heaven Empire, Saint-Grade techniques were nothing more than legends.

There had never been one.

"That explains it..."

Bai Yui murmured softly, her eyes unfocused.

"No wonder... no wonder that sword technique felt like heaven itself descending."

Awe and reverence filled their eyes.

One would have thought such words to be nonsense if they were spoken by anyone else but this was the same Bai Zihan who had donated a Saint-Grade Artifact to the Clan.

So there wasn't much reason to doubt him, not to mention that they had personally witnessed the technique.

"So," Bai Zihan said, "now that you know what kind of technique it is-what do you think? Do you still think I would be unsafe if you learned it?"

The Grand Elders exchanged glances.

What could they think?

"If we possessed such a technique..." Bai Chu said slowly, his eyes burning, "then enemies like the Half-Qilin or Mo Zun would not be impossible to deal with."

"Indeed," Bai Ren said firmly. "If we knew such a technique... then there should be no opponent we cannot face."

His gaze sharpened as he looked at Bai Zihan.

"And you're saying..."

Bai Zihan smiled faintly.

"How about this," he said evenly. "I will stay."

The Grand Elders stiffened.

"And in return," Bai Zihan continued, "I teach the Saint-Grade Sword Technique to the Grand Elders."

For several heartbeats-

Silence!

A Saint-Grade Technique!

Bai Ren stared at Bai Zihan for a long moment before letting out a slow breath.

"That is..." he said carefully, "...not a bad trade."

Several Grand Elders nodded instinctively.

With such a technique, their combat power would skyrocket.

Protecting Bai Zihan.

Crushing Demonic Cultivators.

Even suppressing scheming clans-

All of it would become realistic.

Finally, Bai Yui spoke again.

"Zihan'er," she said, "understand this-we wanted you to return to the Clan because we were afraid too many enemies were targeting you."

"Yes," Bai Chu added, his voice heavy with sincerity. "We only wanted you to leave because we were afraid we couldn't protect you."

"You should still consider what we asked," Bai Ren said seriously. "Even if you choose to stay."

Bai Zihan nodded once.

"I will!"

His expression was respectful and sincere.

At least, to them.

But Bai Zihan had no intention of leaving this battlefield at all.

But he also knew the Grand Elders were sincerely looking out for him.

***

In the end, Bai Zihan kept his promise.

But only to a certain extent.

He calmly explained the theoretical framework of the Saint-Grade Sword Technique-its intent and its guiding principles.

He even wrote down what he knew.

That was all.

As for demonstrating the technique?

Well, he wasn't in a condition to do so right now. Even writing was a great

ordeal for his current self.

The Grand Elders also didn't ask him to demonstrate it, as they knew his body's

condition.

Moreover, they had already witnessed the technique on the battlefield, so they had at least a rough understanding of it.

After the matter was settled, Bai Zihan excused himself.

He left the Grand Elders behind-still engrossed in discussion, still arguing heatedly over interpretations, still treating the manuscript like a sacred relic-

and walked back toward his tent.

The encampment was quieter now.

Night had begun to settle.

The smell of blood still lingered in the air.

Bai Zihan lifted a hand and pushed aside the curtain of his tent-

Then paused.

His eyes flickered.

Today...

He had slain three Great Ascension Realm Demonic Cultivators.

A slow grin crept onto his face.

"I should get some kind of reward for that, right?"

He straightened slightly and spoke inwardly, his voice casual but expectant.

"System!"

A familiar interface unfolded before his eyes.

Without hesitation, Bai Zihan swiftly went to the Reward Section.

[Unclaimed Rewards Available]

Killed Great Ascension Realm Demonic Cultivator for the first time: [ 100× Cultivation Speed Card (3 Days) ]Killed Great Ascension Realm Demonic Cultivator: [Martial Arts Enlightenment Card (1 Day) ]Killed Great Ascension Realm Demonic Cultivator: [ 10,000 Points]

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For a second, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He had thought the rewards would be lackluster, similar to when he killed a Grade-10 Demonic Beast.

But it was clear that the System treated Demonic Beasts and Demonic Cultivators differently-especially those in the Great Ascension Realm. He had felt regretful about all the points he had missed earlier because he needed to deal with Great Ascension Realm Demonic Elders, but now he didn't

feel that way at all.

Instead, he felt deeply thankful.

Just the 100x Cultivation Speed Card alone would have been worth it-not to mention the Martial Arts Enlightenment Card and 10,000 points.

"Should I begin hunting Great Ascension Realm Demonic Cultivators?"

Bai Zihan muttered.

It wasn't a completely delusional thought.

It had already been proven that with Heaven's Mandate Reversal Technique, he

could take on even three Great Ascension Realm opponents.

Then he remembered being princess-carried and shook his head.

While the rewards were great, the risks were even greater.

As the Grand Elders had said, enemies were targeting him from all sides.

If he fell into a powerless state again, the chances of being killed would increase drastically.

So rather than taking unnecessary risks, it was better to slowly farm points.

These rewards could be considered lucky blessings.

After weighing the risks one last time, Bai Zihan let out slow breath.

"Let's not take any unnecessary risks."

He muttered, forcefully suppressing his greedy heart.

Then he returned to his tent to Cultivate.

Bai Zihan turned toward the entrance, looking for a Bai Clan member.

"You!"

The Bai Clan member, who had been staring at Bai Zihan, startled when Bai

Zihan pointed at him.

Bai Zihan signaled him to come closer.

Almost instantly, footsteps hurried forward.

The Bai Clan disciple stepped in and bowed deeply the moment he saw Bai

Zihan.

"Young Master!"

His tone was respectful-bordering on reverent.

"I'm going into closed cultivation," Bai Zihan said. "Make sure no one disturbs

me."

The disciple straightened immediately.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Although it was strange that anyone would want to be in close cultivation especially considering the place they were in, he didn't question.

After all, who was he to question Young Master Zihan's choice? "Relay this order clearly," Bai Zihan continued. "For the next three days-or

longer, if I don't come out-no one is to enter this tent."

He paused briefly, then added evenly,

"Even if Demonic Beasts or Demonic Cultivators invade."

The Bai Clan member nodded firmly. "Understood, Young Master!"