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Chapter 342 342: What could they possibly give [Ko-Fi Bonus Chapter] · Oct 09, 2026

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301 Chapter 301 Fluttered 2026-10-09
302 Chapter 302 One Clean Stroke 2026-10-09
303 Chapter 303 Shock 2026-10-09
304 Chapter 304 Vanish 2026-10-09
305 Chapter 305 Dream 2026-10-09
306 Chapter 306 Plans 2026-10-09
307 Chapter 307 Greedy Author 2026-10-09
308 Chapter 308 Swing 2026-10-09
309 Chapter 309 Physical 2026-10-09
310 Chapter 310 Ruthless 2026-10-09
311 Chapter 311 No respite 2026-10-09
312 Chapter 312 Soul Art 2026-10-09
313 Chapter 313 Betrayal 2026-10-09
314 Chapter 314 Sentence 2026-10-09
315 Chapter 315 Chance 2026-10-09
316 Chapter 316 Past and Future Stare 2026-10-09
317 Chapter 317 Defence Mechanism 2026-10-09
318 Chapter 318 Jabs 2026-10-09
319 Chapter 319 Wife hunting 2026-10-09
320 Chapter 320 Kiss 2026-10-09
321 Chapter 321 Obsessed 2026-10-09
322 Chapter 322 Just another reality 2026-10-09
323 Chapter 323: Inevitable 2026-10-09
324 Chapter 324: Solvani 2026-10-09
325 Chapter 325: Aldric 2026-10-09
326 Chapter 326: Vortex 2026-10-09
327 Chapter 327: Froze 2026-10-09
328 Chapter 328: Morvain 2026-10-09
329 Chapter 329 329: Pervy Sage (Jiraiyaʼs Brother?) 2026-10-09
330 Chapter 330 330: Abyssal 2026-10-09
331 Chapter 331 331: Solvani-2 2026-10-09
332 Chapter 332 332: Aldric-2 2026-10-09
333 Chapter 333 333: Vortex-2 2026-10-09
334 Chapter 334 334: Morvain-2 [Ko-Fi Bonus Chapter] 2026-10-09
335 Chapter 335 335: Pervy Sage-2 2026-10-09
336 Chapter 336 336: Abyssal-2 2026-10-09
337 Chapter 337 337: Flick 2026-10-09
338 Chapter 338: Grimoire 2026-10-09
339 Chapter 339: Personal Courier 2026-10-09
340 Chapter 340: One stone 2026-10-09
341 Chapter 341: Forgotten 2026-10-09
342 Chapter 342 342: What could they possibly give [Ko-Fi Bonus Chapter] 2026-10-09
343 Chapter 343 343: Insane feat [Ko-Fi Bonus Chapter] 2026-10-09
344 Chapter 344: Dine and Dash [Ko-Fi Bonus Chapter] 2026-10-09
345 Chapter 345: Netflix [Ko-Fi Bonus Chapter] 2026-10-09
346 Chapter 346: Unfeminist 2026-10-09
347 Chapter 347: Master Vs Student[Ko-Fi Bonus Chapter] 2026-10-09
348 Chapter 348: Master Vs Student-2 2026-10-09
349 Chapter 349: Experience 2026-10-09
350 Chapter 350: Freedom 2026-10-09

Chapter 342 342: What could they possibly give [Ko-Fi Bonus Chapter]

In an instant, Anthony and Michael materialized within the sanctuary.

At the heart of the vast chamber stood a grand, circular table, its polished surface reflecting the ethereal glow that bathed the room.

Ornate chairs encircled it, each occupied by Kings, Queens, and Patriarchs who commanded their own domain.

Anthony stood motionless, his mind reeling as his gaze swept across the surreal expanse.

The very air vibrated with an energy so profound it seemed to transcend reality itself.

Space twisted and pulsed in hypnotic waves, as if struggling to contain the immeasurable forces converging here.

Shadows shifted of their own accord, flickering in unnatural patterns, untethered from any discernible source.

His breath caught in his throat.

This place, this sanctum, was beyond understanding, a domain where the fabric of existence trembled beneath unseen authority.

ʼHow did they even find this place?ʼ

The thought echoed through his mind as he remained mesmerized, his senses overwhelmed by the sanctuaryʼs indescribable beauty.

”Stop drifting off, take your seat”

Aeltharionʼs voice cut through Anthonyʼs thoughts like a blade, jolting him back to reality.

Anthony turned, his eyes landing on his father, who was already seated, composed and unbothered by the weight of the gathering.

With a silent nod, he stepped toward the table.

But before he could lower himself into a chair, he felt it, an unspoken force pressing down on him.

Dozens of gazes settled upon him, heavy with silent judgment.

The weight of their scrutiny rooted him in place, his movement halting mid-motion.

He understood their message.

He had not earned the right to sit among them.

Or rather, he simply wasnʼt strong enough.

The Null family remained silent, offering no defense on Anthonyʼs behalf.

There was no need, this was an undeniable truth. He had not yet earned his place among them.

”Ahem”

With an awkward cough, Anthony shifted his gaze toward another corner of the room, then simply allowed himself to drift, weightless in the vast, ethereal space.

”Let us begin”

Elara, the Vampire Queen, spoke with an air of regal authority, her blood-red eyes settling on the newest arrivals.

But before anyone could respond, Michaelʼs voice rang out, breaking through the tense atmosphere with a wide, mischievous grin.

”Why the heavy mood?”

He chuckled, his voice carrying effortlessly through the chamber.

”We won the Starborn Tournament!”

His laughter echoed, rich and unrestrained, shattering the solemn stillness.

”This is no time for jokes, Sword Saint”

Kaelen Wildhartʼs voice carried a weight that cut through Michaelʼs laughter, his expression severe.

Elara and Aeltharion merely nodded in silent agreement.

They didnʼt believe him.

To claim victory against those races was an impossibility, one they dared not entertain.

Twice before, they had clawed their way into the top ten, but the cost had been staggering.

Lives lost, warriors crippled, legacies shattered. And yet, this time, they had all returned unscathed.

No blood, no sacrifice.

It was unthinkable.

”The Sword Saint isnʼt joking”

Iseriosʼ voice rang with quiet certainty, each word deliberate.

But at the corner of his lips, a faint smile threatened to break through.

Elara, Irene, Kaelen, and Aeltharion instantly turned their sharp gazes toward the others, seeking confirmation.

One by one, the gathered figures gave silent nods.

And in that moment, it was as if a bomb had gone off in their minds.

They couldnʼt believe it.

They dared not believe it.

Yet the truth was undeniable.

They had won.

They had triumphed over the impossible.

For the first time, they stood at the pinnacle.

A myriad of emotions flickered through their eyes, shock, exhilaration, disbelief.

And then, as the weight of their victory sank in, another thought took hold.

The reward.

Their gazes gleamed with newfound intensity, the implications of their triumph settling deep within their souls.

Then, as the weight of realization settled, Elara and Aeltharionʼs eyes slowly shifted to Anthony.

Even Kaelen, despite his usual restraint, stole a glance in his direction.

After all, he, a mere human, had done the impossible.

Mitchelle, watching their unspoken astonishment, simply smiled, a knowing glint in her eyes.

”Tell us everything”

Elaraʼs voice cut through the lingering silence, her tone leaving no room for evasion.

They needed answers.

How had the boy won?

How had they all survived unscathed?

How was it that not a single one bore so much as a scratch?

How good were the rewards?

And more importantly, where were they?

She—no, they, needed answers.

”Youʼre in for a great story, then”

Michael said with a grin.

”After all, the Null bloodline remains the best”

Before he could continue his boasting, Aeltharion cut him off with a sharp look.

”We need to hear the explanation from someone outside the Null family”

He stated firmly.

”You might... embellish things, given that this is your son”

His tone left no room for argument, and the weight of his words was acknowledged by all.

Michael, however, merely smiled and shrugged.

”Sure”

With that, Aurelius stepped forward and began recounting the events in detail.

From the very beginning.

Their departure.

Anthonyʼs enlightenment.

Their arrival at the tournament grounds.

Then came the trials, the various tests that had culled the championsʼ numbers, leaving only the strongest to advance.

The battles.

Anthonyʼs luck, if it could even be called that, as he remained untouched, not even stepping onto the battlefield until the final eleven.

Then the duels began, Anthonyʼs clash with Orion.

His battle against Charles.

The moment that shook the tournament, the summoning of ancient beings by both Anthony and Charles.

The relentless fights that followed, Anthony against Aaaninja, then Lucian, before facing Aaaninja once more in the final.

And then, the impossible moment, Anthony defeating Aaaninja in a single second.

Aurelius paused after recounting the tournament, allowing the weight of his words to settle over the room.

Silence reigned.

It was absolute, stilling the very air.

Everything they had just heard felt exaggerated, a tale spun too grand to be true.

Yet the words had come from Aurelius, the Phoenix himself.

There was no falsehood in them.

And if that wasnʼt enough, the patriarchs of other domains stepped forward to confirm it.

No embellishments.

No distortions.

The truth stood before them.

Slowly, their gazes shifted back to Anthony.

Shock rippled through their eyes, thoughts storming within their minds, each struggling to reconcile what they knew with what they had just learned.

They had always known he was talented.

But this?

This was beyond talent.

It was madness.

And he was just seventeen.

A monster.

But Aurelius wasnʼt finished.

His voice carried on, weaving through the stunned silence.

He spoke of the ambush, how they had barely escaped deathʼs grasp.

How, at the very last second, Klaus had intervened.

How the Null family hadnʼt needed Klaus help, how each of them had overwhelmed their opponents with terrifying power.

How Klaus had healed them afterward, ensuring their return without a single lasting wound.

And then, their arrival here.

Slowly, the gazes that had been locked onto Anthony shifted.

Now, they fell upon Michael. Irene. Collins. Mitchelle.

The Null family.

A sudden tension spread through the chamber, thick and stifling.

Something was off.

Something was undeniably wrong with the Null family.

But none of them could quite grasp what.

Aurelius didnʼt need to say it aloud.

Kaelen, Elara, and Aeltharion had already reached the same unsettling conclusion he had.

The Null family was hiding something.

Their minds didnʼt even consider Klaus.

He had always remained beyond them, above them, since the very beginning.

No one knew the limits of his strength.

Those who had dared to probe or investigate had all met the same fate, an involuntary vacation to the Death Realm.

A clear warning.

A permanent one.

And so, none of them even dared to speculate about him.

After a few seconds, the tension that had gripped the chamber eased, dissipating like mist in the morning sun.

The Null family remained utterly composed, unmoved by the silent scrutiny.

They did not explain.

They did not justify.

They did not care for the thoughts of others.

If anyone overstepped their bounds,

Then they would simply be stretched.

”Letʼs discuss how to divide the rewards”

Gorath said with a grin.

He had no intention of wasting time.

The sooner they settled this, the sooner he could enter seclusion.

His battle with the Eclipsian martial artist had given him much to reflect on, insights that needed to be refined, perfected.

And with the vast resources they had just acquired, his path forward was clearer than ever.

And at the mere mention of the reward, a subtle shift spread through the room.

Smiles.

Smirks.

Even Collins, ever composed, allowed the corners of his lips to lift.

”Since the humans contributed the most, they will receive the largest share of the rewards”

Aeltharion declared, his piercing gaze sweeping across the chamber.

His voice was firm. Unyielding.

”Who opposes?”

Silence.

No one objected.

Because there was nothing to object to.

Anthony had made this victory possible.

And Klaus…

Klaus had saved them from certain death.

Collins pulled a space ring from his finger, its surface glimmering faintly as he placed it on the table.

With that simple action, the discussion began.

This wasnʼt just about dividing resources among races, even powerful organizations would receive a share.

The Military. The Academy. The Adventurerʼs Guild. And many others.

This was a worldwide distribution, a decision that would shape the balance of power across the entire realm.

Naturally, the strongest beings and factions would claim the largest portions, securing the best resources.

Hours passed.

Every minor detail was debated, refined, and settled.

But then—

A problem arose.

What could they possibly give to Klaus?

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