Chapter 091
Chapter 91: No Regrets in the Heart
The Domain Master of the Condensed Realm immediately turned his gaze towards Yan Fu Yu.
Yan Fu Yu’s expression was bitter, and under the stunned gaze of Yan Bei Yi, he barely managed to force a smile: “Congratulations, you’ve completed the task.”
Yan Bei Yi glanced at Wang Jie and then turned to Yan Fu Yu.
Wang Jie smiled at him, his eyes narrowing with amusement.
Yan Bei Yi found it hard to accept. He pointed at Wang Jie, then stared at Yan Fu Yu: “This… him? What’s going on?”
Yan Fu Yu exhaled sharply, “This Wang Jie Master was one of the people I invited to join this mission, and he’s also the captain. I told you about it before—did you forget?”
Forgot my foot. He never even remembered it! Who would remember the name of a dead man?
A ten-seal lock force cultivator, in his eyes a useless wretch with no future, who had come to act as a scapegoat. How could he have remembered such a person? Yet now, as he looked back at Wang Jie’s smiling face, flashes of everything that had happened in Green Mountain City resurfaced.
This person had approached him, talked so much, extorted and blackmailed him when he wanted to leave, stepping on his limits time and again.
It was all intentional. He had done it on purpose.
From the start, Yan Bei Yi had felt something was off about this person. If this person had known him earlier, everything would make sense. So everything that happened in the Puppet Master Tower had been deliberate.
The mission location had been confirmed on the same day, yet this person had completed the task while he himself failed and was surrounded.
It was all this person. This bastard.
His eyes filled with hatred as he stared at Wang Jie, killing intent boiling.
Yan Fu Yu was startled. He placed a hand on Yan Bei Yi’s shoulder, snapping him back to reality. Yan Bei Yi immediately turned to meet the Domain Master’s deep gaze and hurriedly bowed: “Disciple was reckless.”
“What’s going on?” The Domain Master’s voice was deep.
Yan Bei Yi shot a glance at Wang Jie’s smiling face. He knew it would be humiliating to complain, but the more this bastard smiled, the more he couldn’t stand it. So he decided to speak out everything that had happened and his suspicions.
Yan Fu Yu was taken aback. Any normal person would think Yan Bei Yi was right—otherwise, why would someone do all those things without reason?
But Wang Jie spoke up, denying it with a single sentence.
“May I ask, have we met before?”
Yan Bei Yi was stunned.
Yan Fu Yu paused, then shook his head under the Domain Master’s scrutinizing gaze: “They’ve never met.”
The Domain Master turned his gaze back to Yan Bei Yi.
Yan Bei Yi gritted his teeth: “I pushed them out of the starry sky; maybe I saw them then.”
Wang Jie shrugged: “You mean to say that in such a situation, I could recognize you and see through the Puppet Master’s puppet in Green Mountain City? Is that what you mean?”
Yan Bei Yi had no words. Even if they had met, with the Puppet blocking the view, it would have been impossible to recognize him.
The Domain Master’s voice was deep: “Apologize to the Master.”
Yan Bei Yi suddenly raised his head to look at the Domain Master.
The Domain Master’s tone grew even deeper: “Apologize to the Master.”
Yan Bei Yi’s rage flared. He clenched his fists, and Yan Fu Yu hurriedly signaled him with his eyes.
He forced himself to hold back for a moment, but in the end, his anger deflated, and he turned to Wang Jie, gritting his teeth: “I’m sorry.”
“Be sincere,” the Domain Master commanded sharply.
Yan Bei Yi clenched his teeth and shouted, “I’m sorry, Master!”
Wang Jie sighed and smiled: “It’s alright.”
Meanwhile, Jiang You Sheng watched with wide eyes, dumbfounded. It felt as though his worldview had been shattered.
What was this? This Celestial Refinement Master was actually a spy for the Frost Radiance Sect? The very person the Berserk Clan had been searching for? But they had treated him with utmost respect, including the Berserk Clan. Not only had he completed the task, but they had even forced this young genius to apologize.
The entire situation was full of drama.
Even Jiang You Sheng, who had seen much, couldn’t accept it.
No one was stupid.
What Yan Bei Yi said was just a guess, but logically speaking, if Wang Jie didn’t know his identity, how could he have done all those things? But the reality was such that right or wrong didn’t matter. What mattered was identity.
Wang Jie was a Celestial Refinement Master. As long as Yan Bei Yi had no concrete evidence to prove Wang Jie intentionally sabotaged his mission, it would be meaningless to bring this up. And even if it was proven that Wang Jie had sabotaged the mission and even targeted him, it wouldn’t matter.
This was the reality.
The premise was that Wang Jie was a Celestial Refinement Master.
Jiang You Sheng treated him well because of Wang Jie’s Celestial Refinement Master status. This status held a special place below the Star Refining Realm.
The Domain Master took a deep look at Wang Jie and spoke softly: “Master, please don’t mind. As my Frost Radiance Sect’s true disciple, I’ve never interacted with Frost Radiance Sect matters for many years, solely focused on dealing with the Eight Prison Berserk Clan. The first mission failed, and this child is naturally a little upset.”
Wang Jie smiled and said, “Senior, you overestimate it. It’s just a small matter.”
“If Master doesn’t mind, then would you accept being invited as an honored guest of our Frost Radiance Sect?”
Wang Jie was confused: “Honored guest?”
Yan Fu Yu explained, “An honored guest is not bound by cultivation level, with a special status. Some honored guests even hold a position above true disciples.”
“Like a Celestial Refinement Master,” the Domain Master emphasized.
Wang Jie had no reason to refuse. Though Yan Fu Yu had treated him as a scapegoat, who didn’t? He had to face the reality of the universe. Blue Star had suffered enough, and now here in the Silver Radiance Empire, under the protection of the Frost Radiance Sect, he had no other choice.
Thinking of this, he looked seriously at the Domain Master: “Junior will not disappoint Senior’s expectations and will do my best for the sect and for my fellow disciples.”
The Domain Master praised: “Master has a broad mind and lofty ambitions. Your future achievements will undoubtedly be extraordinary.”
After a brief exchange of compliments, the Domain Master turned his gaze toward Jiang You Sheng.
Jiang You Sheng knew it was his turn now. His life or death depended entirely on the Domain Master’s words.
Before the Domain Master could speak, Wang Jie took the initiative: “Senior, may I ask a personal request?”
The Domain Master, curious, responded: “Master, please speak.”
Wang Jie looked at Jiang You Sheng, who met his gaze. Both saw the complexity in each other’s eyes.
Jiang You Sheng held no hatred for Wang Jie—he was not from the Eight Prison Berserk Clan. He simply regretted not being able to bring Wang Jie to Little Round Lake.
“Junior asks Senior to spare Tower Master Jiang.”
Jiang You Sheng’s eyes widened in shock. He never expected Wang Jie to make such a request.
Yan Fu Yu frowned: “Master, do you know this person’s background, identity, and strength?”
Wang Jie looked at the Domain Master: “Junior does not know. I only know that Tower Master Jiang treated me well. I cannot say how deep the affection is, but anyone who treats me well, I will remember and try to repay them.”
Yan Fu Yu looked at the Domain Master.
The Domain Master gazed deeply at Wang Jie, and Wang Jie met his gaze without flinching.
“This person is from the Seventh Star Chain. He holds a position in the Puppet Master Tower, indicating he is of high status and likely has connections with the higher-ups of Little Round Lake.”
Wang Jie nodded: “Yes. Tower Master Jiang’s master is in Little Round Lake.” He didn’t hide anything.
The Domain Master’s voice was low: “In that case, does Master still wish for me to spare him?”
Wang Jie took a step back and deeply bowed to the Domain Master: “Junior can only do what I can. Whether Senior spares Tower Master Jiang or not, my conscience is clear.”
Jiang You Sheng looked at Wang Jie with a complicated gaze. “Master, thank you.”
Later, Yan Bei Yi grew increasingly enraged. This bastard. He came here, was trapped in the Puppet Master Tower, failed the mission, and had to apologize. And this bastard not only completed the task but even got involved with people from Little Round Lake. How disgusting.
The Domain Master didn’t answer immediately but pondered for a moment before turning to Jiang You Sheng: “You may leave.”
Jiang You Sheng glanced at the Domain Master, then at Wang Jie, bowed: “Jiang You Sheng, thanks to Master for saving my life. If there is a chance in this life, I will repay it with my death.” He then turned and left.
Yan Fu Yu was unwilling: “Domain Master, you really are letting him go?”
The Domain Master glanced at him, making him fall silent. Then he looked at Wang Jie: “Master, are you satisfied?”
Wang Jie expressed his gratitude: “Thank you, Senior.”
The Domain Master smiled: “The war continues. To ensure Master’s safety, please return to the Silver Radiance Empire immediately. After the war ends, come with me to the Frost Radiance Sect.”
Outside, in the Green Square star cluster, warships filled the sky, and Wang Jie could easily leave.
Watching Wang Jie disappear, Yan Fu Yu was still unwilling: “Domain Master, this person is only a ten-seal cultivator, and he cultivates Lock Force. Could he really be a Celestial Refinement Master?” He looked at Yan Bei Yi.
Yan Bei Yi hurriedly spoke about Wang Jie’s treatment in the Puppet Master Tower, swearing that everything he said was true.
The Domain Master waved his hand: “A Celestial Refinement Master is a group that transcends ordinary cultivators. Some things cannot be explained. Just because he cultivates Lock Force doesn’t mean he can’t wield Star Force. Just like the Star Guardians, it cannot be explained.”
“To our sect, letting a wandering star realm cultivator go is far less costly than recruiting a Celestial Refinement Master.”
“This person was willing to plead for someone he barely knew, just because they treated him well. This kind of person is what our sect needs.”
Yan Fu Yu understood and stopped speaking.
The Domain Master’s gaze suddenly landed on him, and in that instant, the entire Green Square star cluster froze, a biting cold aura enveloping Yan Fu Yu: “I warn you, don’t harbor any ill thoughts about him. Celestial Refinement Masters are becoming rarer. They are the chosen cultivators worthy of going to the Star Cloud. My Frost Radiance Sect does not wish to lose such talent.”
Yan Fu Yu immediately knelt: “Subordinate understands.”
The Domain Master’s gaze swept over Yan Bei Yi.
Yan Bei Yi, though unwilling, nodded: “Disciple understands.”
In the starry sky, Wang Jie turned his head.
The darkness turned into pure snow-white. The entire Green Square star cluster froze—only at the moment his spaceship shot out.
Was this the Domain Master’s strength?
Such an existence made even wandering star realm cultivators think escaping was futile.
Retracting his gaze, Wang Jie thought no more about it. The Ninth Star Chain war no longer concerned him. He had done everything he needed to do. Now, he needed to return.
Blue Star was Wang Jie’s home. It was where many of his memories lay, and where his friends were.
Accompanying Lake residence was his second home.
Wang Jie had thought that when he returned to Accompanying Lake, the master would have changed. He never expected it still hadn’t. It had been over half a year. Jun Hua should have known he participated in the mission, and it was even possible she would know he was dead by now.
When Wang Jie returned to Accompanying Lake, the first thing he did was contact Jun Hua.
In the imperial palace, Jun Hua looked at her personal terminal, stunned: “Wang Jie’s back.”
From afar, Yu Dong raised his head: “He’s still alive?”
Jun Hua immediately had him come in.
Not long after, they saw Wang Jie.
From the very first moment, they both felt something was different about him. It was hard to put into words. He was still at ten seals, but now he was more composed, and somehow… it was as though there was an invisible killing intent. A killing intent so faint yet present—something only someone who had slain masters, and not just one, could carry.
The masters here referred to beings of a cultivation level beyond Wang Jie’s.