The news of Kaban King’s reincarnation spread through the Red Silk Immortal country like wildfire. Every corner of the majestic city buzzed with speculation and mockery. His name, once synonymous with disgrace and reckless power, now returned to everyone’s lips—some with fear, many with laughter.
In the imperial palace, Emperor Kai chuckled as a servant whispered the news in his ear during the early hours of the morning. His regal demeanor softened with amusement as he leaned back on his throne. “Ah, that troublesome spirit of King family has returned? What an amusing turn of fate. I must admit, the heavens have quite the sense of humor.”
Meanwhile, deep in the imperial harem of Red Silk City, Princess Lan Kun, known across the empire for her beauty and intelligence, frowned upon hearing the news. “This scum has returned? My Red Silk Immortal Country must be cursed.” She let out a cold breath, her voice laced with disdain. “How many innocent women will suffer this time? I must take action as soon as possible.”
In the grand mansions of the noble families, the mood was far from fearful. Instead, young masters and influential heirs laughed openly.
“So, the turtle grandson of Kuman King has crawled back from the grave,” one jeered, raising his cup in mock celebration. “Good, we needed new entertainment.”
“Send word to the cultivators from Hevely Immortal World,” another smirked. “Let them know that their old punching bag has returned. I’m sure they’ll be eager to curse Kaban again.”
Even in the city’s lively inns, laughter echoed.
“What’s the use of reincarnating if you’re going to get crushed all over again?”
But none of them knew—they weren’t mocking the same man anymore.
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For three months, the King family estate remained cloaked in silence. Deep within the secluded cultivation chamber, Kent King sat in an unwavering lotus position. Before him hovered the small Million-Year Divine Lotus leaf, the ancient petal glowing with divine essence.
Streams of radiant energy flowed from the lotus into Kent’s body, purifying his veins and strengthening his spiritual core to levels never before imagined.
The air vibrated with every pulse of power as Kent’s cultivation technique, Heavenly Dragon Rising from the Sea, surged with newfound force. Each breath brought him closer to the pinnacle of the early Earth Immortal realm.
A faint glow emerged from his forehead as pure essence gathered into droplets of liquid light, fusing into his soul space with each passing moment. When the final drop merged, Kent’s eyes opened, blazing with clarity and power.
“Just 4 drops of divine essence… What a pity! The million years old lotus only amounts to this,” he whispered to himself. His voice carried the weight of a dragon’s breath, though it was barely above a whisper.
His aura now rivaled the strength of Mid-stage Earth Immortals, yet his cultivation realm remained deceptively early Earth Immortal stage. The true gift of the lotus wasn’t visible to the naked eye, but the foundation it laid was more solid than anything the Red Silk Immortal Country had ever seen.
Without wasting another moment, Kent stood up and strode out of his seclusion chamber.
The bustling streets of Red Silk Capital were alive with noise, filled with merchants hawking rare goods, cultivators discussing new breakthroughs, and nobles enjoying their lavish lifestyles.
As Kent walked through the crowd, whispers followed him like shadows.
“That’s him… Kent King.”
“The reincarnated disgrace of the Kaban family.”
He ignored the murmurs, his eyes fixed ahead as he approached the renowned Immortal Treasure Store, famed for its rare cultivation materials and ancient relics.
But just before he reached the entrance, a figure deliberately bumped into him. And then a servant, carrying an ornate glass treasure, stumbled as Kent caught him unintentionally. The artifact fell and shattered on the ground.
“You fool!” The servant shrieked dramatically. “Do you know how valuable that treasure was?”
Slowly, the real figure who bumped Kent intentionally emerged—tall, dressed in imperial robes, his aura heavy with pride. Prince Min Kai acted like he didn’t even touch Kent.
Soon the crowd gathered with the shouts of the servant.
“How dare you, Kaban King?” Min Kai’s voice carried over the crowd, attracting dozens of curious eyes. “You’ve destroyed a priceless treasure. Are you intent on bringing disgrace upon the empire itself?”
The murmurs grew louder.
“Arrogant as ever…”
“He hasn’t changed at all.”
Kent’s eyes narrowed. “What crime have I committed? Your servant dropped the artifact because of his incompetence.”
Min Kai’s eyes gleamed with malice. “You dare deny responsibility? After defiling a prince’s woman and disrespecting the empire’s laws, now you destroy priceless artifacts? Your arrogance knows no bounds.”
Kent let out a cold laugh. “You speak of laws, but isn’t it convenient that a prince like you can twist them at will?”
The insult hit Min Kai like a slap in the face. “Enough of your insolence. Today, I’ll personally teach you a lesson!”
Kent raised a hand lazily. “Very well. I’ll fight you with one hand, to show respect for your status.”
The crowd gasped.
“One hand? Against the prince?”
Min Kai’s face flushed with rage. “You will regret this, Kaban King!”
Min Kai launched forward, his body surrounded by a brilliant aura as he activated his signature technique—Furious Sky Fox. Thousands of spiritual foxes formed around Kent, each rushing like a blade.
“DIE, KABAN KING!”
The fox’s shot toward Kent like a storm of daggers. The crowd held their breath, certain that Kent would be overwhelmed.
CRACK!
Kent didn’t even blink. A single, casual slap sent Min Kai’s body flying backward, crashing through a vendor’s stall with a thunderous ‘BOOM.’
The air fell deathly silent. Kent used divine intent which is inspired from godly intent in lower worlds.
Min Kai groaned, clutching his chest as blood trickled from the corners of his mouth. He struggled to stand.
Kent appeared beside him in a blur, grabbing his collar. His voice was low and cold. “I warned you.”
Another brutal slap sent Min Kai sprawling across the ground, landing in a heap near the gates of the King family estate.
The watching crowd was stunned.
“He defeated Min Kai with one strike…”
“That’s impossible! Min Kai is at the peak of the Early earth Immortal realm!”
Kent turned to the gathering crowd, his voice steady and filled with icy authority. “I am Kent King—the rightful master of this city. Anyone who seeks to challenge me will suffer the same fate.”
The people bowed their heads in silence, fear creeping into their hearts as they realized this was not the same Kaban King they once ridiculed.
Kent was intentionally displaying his strength as he wanted everyone to believe that he is a genius. Then people won’t doubt him even if he ascends cultivation faster than others.
Without another glance at the fallen prince, Kent strode toward the Immortal Treasure Store. The gatekeepers immediately bowed deeply in respect.
“Welcome, Lord Kent. Please, come in.”
Kent nodded and entered the grand hall filled with rare treasures, ancient artifacts, and cultivation resources beyond measure. His focus was sharp—he needed more spiritual materials to push his cultivation even higher.
Behind him, whispers filled the air.
“Did you see how easily he defeated Min Kai?”
“This isn’t the same man who fell from grace.”
“The King family’s disgrace… might just become its greatest legend.”
Kent paid no attention to their words. His journey was just beginning.
And soon, the entire Red Silk Immortal Country would understand what it meant to face Kent King.
