"But don't worry," Kara said calmly, her tone steady and unhurried.

"You carry half the blood of the Earth demons. More than ten demonic patterns are engraved on your body."

"As long as you cultivate diligently and your strength reaches a certain level, when you sit on the sect master's seat, no one will dare say anything more."

Morwen smiled softly.

"Master, honestly, I don't think it matters whether one is human or demon. As long as they serve the sect wholeheartedly, that should be enough."

Kara paused, then laughed lightly.

"That's right. You've truly grown up."

Morwen clenched her fists unconsciously, her eyes shining.

"This time, when I enter the Training Trial Secret Realm, I will definitely pass the trial. I will obtain the inheritance and secret records related to the Demon Ancestor."

Her voice grew firmer with every word.

"When that happens, I'll breakthrough the Demon Ancestor's altar and seize his inheritance. Then I want to see which of those old fools in the sect would still dare speak nonsense about you!"

Kara looked at her in silence for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Good girl. Having such resolve… I'm satisfied as your master."

She stood up and patted Morwen's shoulder gently.

"But it's still too early to think that far. Stabilize your realm first. The Training Trial ahead won't be simple."

Morwen nodded and sat cross-legged on the bed, closing her eyes to rest.

"Master," she asked softly, "where are you going?"

"I'll head to the hall and inquire about the situation in Blue-Wave City," Kara replied.

Morwen acknowledged with a quiet sound.

Kara pushed open the door and walked downstairs.

At that moment, a side door creaked open.

The Third Elder stood there, arms crossed, leaning lazily against a pillar by the atrium railing. His head tilted slightly as his gaze followed Kara's figure below.

The corner of Kara's mouth lifted faintly.

"This old thing…"

The Third Elder had always been at odds with her, always suspicious, always watching.

But Kara had long since grown accustomed to it.

She had cultivated within the Demon Sect for a long time. After becoming sect master, she devoted herself fully to the sect's growth, bringing the Black Demon Sect to a height unseen in the past thousand years.

Now she had stepped into the Supreme Realm.

Those old monsters could only mutter behind her back.

"Boy," Kara waved casually, "bring me a pot of jasmine tea."

A waiter hurried over and placed the teapot before her.

Kara lifted the cup, inhaling the fragrance lightly as she gazed out the window. Her eyes were calm, but her thoughts drifted far.

At that moment—

"Where did this girl come from?"

A slightly frivolous voice rang out beside her.

Kara's expression tightened instantly.

"Who?" she asked coldly.

"Don't be nervous, girl," the voice chuckled.

"My name is Damon. I'm from the Sky family of Blue-Wave City."

"The Sky family…"

Kara's brows furrowed slightly.

She wasn't deeply familiar with Blue-Wave City, but she knew the major forces.

The Sky family was no small name.

If the Palace of the Four Cycles was the absolute ruler of this region, then the Sky family was one of the strongest power beneath it.

And the Sky family was special.

They were the only human family in Blue-Wave City that held a quota for the Training Trial.

More importantly...

They were a weapon-refining family.

Not only did they possess numerous cultivation geniuses, they also had many gifted weapon refiners. Rumor had it that two holy-grade weapon-refining masters resided within the family.

Experts capable of refining and repairing holy-grade spiritual weapons.

Such figures were extremely rare across the entire continent.

Because of this, the Sky family enjoyed both favor and protection from the Palace of the Four Cycles.

"I wonder," Kara asked calmly, "what does Mr. Damon want with me?"

"Nothing special," Damon replied with a smile.

"I simply found you agreeable at first sight and wished to make friends. I wonder if you're willing?"

As he spoke, his gaze lowered unconsciously.

The curve of her chest, the pale skin, the subtle rise and fall beneath her robes—

His heart stirred.

This little white fox had truly grown up.

Not tall, but her features were flawless, her figure tight and exquisite. She was undeniably top-tier.

Kara frowned.

She almost laughed inwardly.

Such vulgar tactics.

"I'm sorry," she said coldly. "Please leave. I just want to drink tea quietly."

"Why be so distant?" Damon laughed.

"Humans and demons walk different paths, but they can still marry and bear children."

"I only want to befriend you."

He spoke with confidence.

After all, he was the third son of the Sky family—an immortal weapon refiner and a ninth-turn peak Mahayana expert.

A recognized genius.

In Blue-Wave City, no woman had ever refused him.

Whether demon beauties or human enchantresses, all of them tried desperately to climb into his bed to gain status and access to the Sky family.

"I said no," Kara replied, her tone turning sharp.

Damon's smile stiffened.

"Eh… girl—"

Before he could finish, a hand pressed down firmly on his shoulder.

"Brother," a deep, calm voice said, "she's already made it clear. There's no need to keep bothering her."

Damon looked up.

A man stood behind him, sharp-featured, eyes cold. He wore black robes, with brown fox ears and a matching tail.

The aura emanating from him was restrained..

Yet unmistakable.

A Supreme.

Damon's heart skipped violently.

He quickly assessed the situation.

Though he had the Sky family behind him, he was no fool. A Supreme was not someone he could afford to offend lightly.

Especially now, with the Training Trial approaching and Blue-Wave City filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

No one knew what background this Supreme possessed.

Damon forced a smile and straightened.

"May I ask who you are?"

The man smiled faintly and twitched his fox ears.

"What do you think?"

Damon's pupils contracted slightly.

"I understand."

He didn't hesitate further.

Turning around, he left.

The man's gaze lingered on Damon's retreating figure, cold and sharp.

"Anyone who dares touch my woman… I'll remember you."

Up on the third floor, the Third Elder's expression shifted subtly.

Though Kara herself was hidden in a blind spot, the bronze mirror in his hand—used for contacting the Heavenly Demon Sect—suddenly lit up faintly.

His heart skipped.

That meant only one thing.

The person who had just appeared—

Was from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Could this man…" the Third Elder murmured internally, eyes narrowing, "be the direct disciple of the Demon Supreme?"

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