Chapter 182: Damian Learns King Grade Rules
Just as Damian was about to leave the Scripture Pavilion, the system screen suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.
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[Gift Target: Mirabel]
[Gift: Top-Rank Royal Grade [Burning Thunder Sword Art] Copy]
[Multiplier: 50×]
[Critical Reward Triggered]
[Reward: King Grade Martial Art - [Primordial Dragon Crushing Fist]]
[Unlocked Move: First Move - [Dragon King Shatters the Mountain]]
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Damian’s steps stopped.
For several breaths, he stared at the screen without blinking. "Wait..."
His mouth slowly opened. "King Grade?"
Linsey, Helena, Cynthia, and Evelyn looked at him curiously.
Mirabel also noticed his strange pause. "Senior Brother Damian?"
Damian ignored them for a moment and stared harder at the system screen.
Usually, martial arts had clear ranks like Low-Rank, Mid-Rank, High-Rank, or Top-Rank.
This one did not.
It only said King Grade Martial Art, then directly showed the first move.
Damian rubbed his chin, his expression becoming more serious. "System, why doesn’t this fist art have Low, Mid, High, or Top-Rank?"
The system responded immediately.
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[Starting from King Grade Martial Arts, ordinary rank divisions become less fixed]
[King Grade Martial Arts are often formed from numerous parts, moves, styles, and inheritances]
[Each part may contain its own independent depth and power, while the mixture of different parts forms a complete King Grade or higher martial art]
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Damian slowly nodded. "I see... so basically, from King Grade onward, it’s more like a martial art scripture."
The system remained silent.
Damian’s grin slowly returned. "Okay then. No matter what, this is my first King Grade martial art."
His eyes flickered with excitement.
"I’ll see later how good it is."
He turned his attention back to the four women beside him. "Now..."
Damian’s expression became shameless again.
Linsey immediately understood something and her cheeks warmed.
Helena’s face stiffened. "You’re thinking about that again, aren’t you?"
Damian looked innocent. "About serious cultivation assistance? Of course."
Evelyn quietly turned her face away. "Pervert."
Cynthia sighed softly, though she still followed without resisting.
Damian left the Scripture Pavilion with the four women and returned to their residence.
Once he closed the bedroom door, the four women who had acted brave on the way back quickly lost that calm appearance.
Linsey was still the boldest, but even her voice became softer after Damian looked at her.
Helena tried to act steady, yet her tense shoulders betrayed her completely.
Cynthia’s gentle composure cracked the moment Damian moved closer.
Evelyn stayed cold on the surface, but her red ears had already exposed her before she even opened her mouth.
By the time everything ended, Linsey, Helena, Cynthia, and Evelyn were once again lying weakly beneath the messy blankets, too exhausted to speak properly.
Their bodies were filled with his Chaos Dragon Essence, and their faces carried the same helpless, dazed satisfaction as before.
Linsey could barely keep her eyes open.
Helena’s pride had once again been defeated so badly that she did not even have the strength to curse properly.
Cynthia’s usually gentle face looked soft and unfocused, her breathing still uneven.
Evelyn lay turned away from him, pretending to be calm even though her trembling fingers ruined the act completely.
Damian looked at them, stretched his shoulders, and smiled shamelessly. "Good. Very good."
He calmly took a bath, changed into fresh robes, then sat outside in the courtyard pavilion with a cup of tea.
A peaceful breeze passed through the courtyard, moving the leaves beside him.
Damian looked back toward the bedroom where the four women were still sleeping. "Okay then..."
He placed the teacup down and slowly opened the system screen again. "Once they wake up, it’s time to test my new system ability."
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A while later, Linsey, Helena, Cynthia, and Evelyn finally woke up.
For a moment, all four women lay beneath the messy blankets in silence.
Linsey was the first to remember what had happened, and her face instantly turned red. "Master is really too much..."
Helena covered her face with one hand. "Damn it. I can barely move again."
Cynthia quietly pulled the blanket higher, her ears faintly warm. "We should clean ourselves first."
Evelyn did not say anything, but she moved faster than the others.
The four women quickly cleaned themselves, fixed their robes, and tidied their hair before walking out into the courtyard.
Damian was still sitting in the pavilion with a cup of tea.
This time, however, his expression was more serious than usual.
"Okay, then," Damian said, placing the teacup down. "Today, I’ll go back to my master. I need to get ready for the Sword Tomb."
The four women immediately straightened.
Damian looked at them calmly. "Once I come back, you’re free to do what you want, as long as you don’t expose yourselves or act without telling me first."
Linsey nodded quickly. "Yes, Master."
Damian stood up. "Before that, I’ll give you early gifts as congratulations for reaching Golden Core."
Linsey blinked. "But Master, we haven’t reached Golden Core yet."
Damian waved his hand. "Not yet, but I believe all of you can do it. So I’ll just give the gifts ahead of time."
The four women’s expressions became serious.
They had already experienced Damian’s generosity more than once. Every time he said the word "gift," it usually meant something far beyond what ordinary disciples could imagine.
Damian glanced around the courtyard, then shook his head. "This gift is a bit special, so we can’t do it here. Let’s go to the other bedroom."
Linsey’s face warmed slightly, but this time, she did not misunderstand completely.
Helena gave Damian a cautious look. "Special how?"
Damian smiled mysteriously. "You’ll know soon."
The four women nodded without hesitation.
Inside the room, Damian looked at Linsey first. "You first. Come here."
Linsey stepped forward, her eyes shining with trust.
Damian took out one drop of Low-Rank Royal Grade [Chaos Dragon Blood].
The moment it appeared, a faint purple-black glow filled the room.
A heavy dragon pressure spread silently, making the air thicken. Linsey’s breathing paused, and even Helena, Cynthia, and Evelyn instinctively became more alert.
Damian held the drop of blood between his fingers and activated the new system function.
At the same time, Linsey’s weekly gifting chance was consumed. "Let’s see what kind of reward you get."