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‘They really are sisters,’ Shen Yuan thought to himself with amusement.
Han Qingyu shrugged her shoulders and began looking at the pagoda, while Wan Ling came beside her. Her green hair now had some golden strands, courtesy of her bloodline. “Brother Yuan, long time no see,” she greeted him with a smile.
Bing Rong and Huo Rong turned to her, making Wan Ling shrink her neck as she had spent the most time with Shen Yuan recently, and it had not even been a day, yet she had the audacity to say ‘long time no see.’
Chen Yue stepped out of the portal and looked straight at Shen Yuan. A big smile formed on her face. “Senior Brother Yuan, been a while,” she said, emphasizing her hourglass figure while playing with her blonde hair.
“Yue’er, good to see you are still as energetic as ever,” Shen Yuan laughed and greeted her before turning his gaze toward Ling Mei.
She stood there looking at him, her gaze seemed to have changed a lot from the past. She was the first disciple in the sect who had dared to challenge him, and even after losing to him, she didn’t get demotivated but looked at Shen Yuan as a figure to surpass.
Ling Mei lightly smiled. “Greetings, Senior Brother. We have not met for a few months, and it already feels like years have passed.”
Shen Yuan chuckled and nodded. “Indeed, it has not even been a year, but far too many things have happened in this time.”
Zhao Lian giggled from the side. “Hehe, I met with Senior Brother during his Core Disciple ceremony, so it has not been that long for me.”
Ling Mei shook her head helplessly at Zhao Lian’s teasing. Shen Yuan laughed faintly at her words as well.
Soon, the entire group formed a semicircle around Shen Yuan, each with expressions filled with curiosity, fondness, and relief at finally meeting him. It was clear they had spent time together as a family when Shen Yuan was not around, forming their own close circle in this sect.
Huo Rong was the first one to curiously ask Shen Yuan, “So, why did you call for all of us?” Her gaze drifted toward the pagoda standing behind him.
Shen Yuan glanced back as well, seeing that the disciples started coming out one by one. “Well, I might as well tell you all about the Pagoda and the Silver Fox Sect now.”
Everyone looked at him curiously as he explained when he left the sect for his first mission.
“…And now, all one hundred and two of them will undergo tribulation here. That’s the reason I invited you all.” Shen Yuan finished speaking, and everyone’s faces changed from their initial curiosity to amazement and then to shock as they heard Shen Yuan’s absurd plan.
Just as Shen Yuan finished speaking, Ling Yue stepped toward the group, her tail flicking with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. She bowed slightly, then lifted her head to address him in a respectful tone.
“Young Master, the Assassin Squad members have all assembled on the plateau,” she reported. “They’ve spaced themselves evenly—each with enough room to avoid tribulation overlap. They’re waiting for your command to begin.”
Chen Yue curiously asked Shen Yuan, “Senior Brother, don’t you think it’s about time you name your elite squad something? They are no longer members of the Silver Fox Sect after all.”
Shen Yuan rubbed his chin and glanced at the anticipation-filled face of Ling Mei. “Hmm, what you say is correct. So, let’s name this team…” He glanced at the sun burning brightly in the sky and continued, “Solar Reaper Legion. To devour the sun.”
The girls’ eyes lit up as they mulled over the name in their heads. Ling Yue’s eyes shined brightly as she eagerly nodded her head while her tail flicked left and right. “Yes, Young Master.”
“Good, now tell me, are the members of the Solar Reaper Legion ready for their tribulation?” He lightly asked, using their new name.
Ling Yue’s expression turned solemn. She nodded her head heavily. “Yes, Young Master. Everyone is ready and waiting for your command.”
Everyone’s expressions turned serious as they gazed at the disciples ready to transcend their tribulation.
Among the women beside Shen Yuan, only Yuxin, Huo Rong, and Bing Rong were stronger than the Solar Reaper Legion members, as every single member was stronger than the rest of the girls.
But this was the reason for their worry—Huo Rong, Bing Rong, Wan Ling, Chen Yue, Ling Mei, and Zhao Lian each had varied expressions—concern, worry, amazement, or all.
Meanwhile, Shen Yuxin returned after setting up some formation arrays around the valley.
Huo Rong was the first to speak, crossing her arms. “Are you sure there won’t be any complications with this tribulation? This isn’t something even crazy cultivators would do.”
Wan Ling clutched her hands together. “Brother Yuan, if they all face tribulation at the same time, the Heavenly Dao might unify the storms. That’s going to be… insane.”
Shen Yuan shrugged and turned around to look at the distant disciples. His gaze turned profound as he thought of his future. “We’ll see how it goes. The point is for them to experience a challenge that will push them to their limits and help them surpass it. Mom set up illusion formations around this entire valley, so hopefully, the rest of the sect won’t panic.”
Chen Yue frowned slightly, brushing a lock of blonde hair over her shoulder. “I’m not worried about the sect. I’m worried about them, the Sil— Solar Reaper Legion. This is… so many tribulations. If they merge—”
“It might become monstrous, yes,” Shen Yuan cut in calmly, “but they’ve prepared rigorously. And if they succeed, they’ll become a force stronger than all the elite legions of other Divine Grade Sects, as I will personally improve their talents.”
Yuxin looked at him deeply for a second before using her Divine Sense to ask him, ‘Will you use Yue Lan’s help to improve their talents? Do you have enough Chaos Coins?’
Shen Yuan replied without looking at her, ‘I will have enough later, even if not now.’ Those with Divine Sense could perceive what others were saying if the other person willed it.
Yuxin shook her head with a smile and exhaled.
Bing Rong took a deep breath, looking at the disciples with faint worry. “And if they fail?”
Shen Yuan’s gaze flicked toward her. “Then they fail. A Heavenly Dao tribulation is never guaranteed. We’ll do what we can to protect them from external interference. Beyond that, it’s in their hands to endure.” He offered a faint, resolute nod. “I trust them.”
With that, he turned back to Ling Yue, who still stood at attention, awaiting orders. “Let’s not delay any longer. Show me how you’ve arranged them.”
Ling Yue nodded her head and gestured for him to follow. “Of course, Young Master.”
They walked a short distance to a natural overlook on the mountainside, the rest of Shen Yuan’s family following behind.
The top point revealed a broad plateau below—flat rock surfaces dotted with anchored formation rods.
In the clearing, one hundred and two Solar Reaper Legion members stood with sufficient distance between them. All the members wore dark robes, radiating an aura infinitely close to Mortal Tribulation Realm.