Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast

“Yeah, at first I thought he was just joking,” Mullen Weisz said excitedly, his face flushing red.

Zac Maben looked envious. “All I care about is whether there are beautiful girls screaming at the scene.¹¹

White Veil said sourly, “We’re all cultivators, not those silly little girls outside. How could we possibly scream.”

Just as he finished speaking, a second-grade senior sister nearby let out an excited scream: “Ah… Junior Clark is so handsome, I really like him.” “Hahahaha…”

Instantly, Justin Welan and several of the guys burst into laughter, slapping White Veil’s shoulder hard.

Meanwhile, far away, the Lewis sisters, Crystal and Mandy, were staring at the shining red large characters, so shocked by the achievement that they didn’t know what to say.

Brothers, let’s go, a full spread on the back mountain barbecue street! Today, I, Gale Campbell, am very happy. All the green-scaled rabbit meat is free. Eat all you want.”

“My Tom Raeeves’ secret red-cooked grilled bear paw is also free today. I had five left over from yesterday, first come first served.”

“You’ve got the nerve to offer leftovers?”

What’s there to be ashamed of? I freeze them with ice after cooking. If someone orders, I’ll serve it, ioo% hygienic and clean.”

“Haha… Not bad, everyone’s excited today. My stall’s super grilled pork trotters all at 20% off.”

“20% off, that’s practically nothing.”

“Exactly, Gale Campbell and Tom Raeeves are both offering free meals today, and you’re being so stingy.”

“Nonsense, theirs are Level 1 Mutated Creatures. Can they compare with my Level 3 mountain-rumbling scale-armored pigs? One of my pig trotters is bigger than a water tank; if I offered it for free, I’d go broke!”

“Let’s go, have a drink together.”

“Tonight, we’re not going home unless we’re drunk.”

“If you want to eat barbecue all night just say so. ‘Not going home unless we’re drunk,’ it’s all ten-degree fruit wine, you can’t get drunk on that.”

“Hahahaha…”

This night was destined to be a sleepless one for many.

Due to the shock and it being late at night, no one paid attention to the First- grade Talent Rankings on the big screen after they dispersed, where Clark’s cultivation had been updated to late-stage Fifth Layer Heaven.

And a day after slaughtering all of his peers and ascending to the top, Clark did not flaunt his achievements as many had speculated. Instead, he quietly returned to South Sky Martial Arts School in the middle of the night.

While Justin Welan and the others were excitedly eating barbecue and drinking fruit wine, he applied for a Personal Cultivation Room and went back to closed- door cultivation.

He had just condensed the battle intent of Blood Prison and needed to solidify it, while also getting accustomed to this special power that was different from True Strength, Will, and spirit.

While Clark was in closed-door cultivation, the next day the school announced that the stable information network for Cloud Mist Mountain Range was complete, and the missions were categorized by levels.

The Nine Rings Mountain Range was divided into Level 1 and Level 2, the outer regions of Cloud Mist were Level 3, the middle section Level 4, and the deep areas Level 5.

All students could compare their own strengths against the danger levels and enter the mountains. Meanwhile, the Sky Base Satellite Group would increase surveillance over the entire Southern Battlefield.

Suddenly, most of the students above Third Layer Heaven got excited. In half a day, they formed over a thousand small squads, streaming into Cloud Mist Mountain Range in droves.

Cloud Mist had been sealed for many years and contained countless resources.

The few students who normally entered could hardly discover much.

Now with Martial Cultivation Teachers’ squads clearing out the high-level alien beasts and complete information coverage, as long as one is cautious, it’s a virtual treasure trove for pioneering.

Two days later.

As the door of the Cultivation Room slowly rose, Clark, wearing casual clothes, stepped out.

His hair, having not been trimmed for months, now covered his ears, the bangs parted in a 7:3 ratio concealing his eyebrows, revealing his gentle and jade-like eyes.

His temperament was gentle, showing no trace of the invincible might that he had burst with across the entire battlefield two days prior.

Just then, Clark moved his thoughts and took out his mobile phone from the Sumeru Bracelet.

As expected, the moment he took out his phone, a series of messages appeared, from Justin Welan, Zac Maben, and others, including James Crane.

Clark first tapped on Justin Welan’s voice message.

Jack, we’re off to make money… I mean, to sharpen our skills in the outskirts of the Cloud Mist Mountain Range. We’ll catch up with you for barbecue and drinks to celebrate when we’re back.”

“Damn, Clark, are you a monster? Just after one battle you’ve broken through to late-stage Fifth Layer Heaven. How are we supposed to catch up with you?” ” “Jack, when I get back, remember to sign dozens of autographs for me. In a few years when you become a king-level cultivator, I can sell these signatures and make money…”

These guys.” Clark laughed and then opened the text from James Crane.

The content was simple, asking him to drop by the office. It made Clark think of what James Crane had said before, “Is this regarding my future cultivation?” Pondering this, Clark walked towards the teachers’ office building.

“Prodigy Clark, out of closed-door cultivation, huh?”

“Senior, that’s too formal, just call me Jack.”

“Haha, Junior Clark, well done. This time, our South Sky Martial School has also made a name for itself.”

“Morning, genius Clark.”

Along the way, both the second and third-year senior students, as well as the staff, all greeted him warmly, as if the whole world had changed overnight.

Clark was mentally prepared for this scenario and responded with a smile to each greeting.

“You’re here, take a seat.”

In the office, after Clark sat down, James Crane took out a sealed envelope and handed it to him.

Teacher, what’s this?” Clark asked, his curiosity piqued as he took the envelope. As he tore it open, he sensed a warning aura fade away.

Inside the envelope was something resembling an ID card.

Upon opening, it had his brief profile and a mark for Level 6 [Heavenly Talent] identity along with a 36-digit numeric and runic secret key password.