"I won!"

Those three short words from Lin Yi echoed like a bell in Wanyan He's heart.

He looked down dumbfoundedly at his feet.

The impulsive move he made out of anger had indeed taken him far from his original position.

Far more than just three steps.

Then, with a bitter smile, Wanyan He said:

"I truly lost."

When he looked up at Lin Yi again, his eyes had gradually calmed.

Or perhaps, they were filled with curiosity.

Seeing Lin Yi, who appeared weak but in no mortal danger, Wanyan He said incredulously:

"You took my full-force strike, and yet you're still alive?"

Wanyan He clearly knew, the strike just now was delivered without any holding back!

Not to mention Lin Yi, who was at Emperor Level Tier Seven.

Even if it was someone at Tier Eight Saint Level, they couldn't possibly talk like Lin Yi did, even if they survived.

Facing Wanyan He's doubts, Lin Yi naturally couldn't explain why he didn't die.

So he simply offered a wry smile and said:

"Maybe I have a big destiny."

Wanyan He certainly didn't believe such nonsense.

However, since Lin Yi wasn't going to explain, he naturally didn't push it:

"Perhaps I somewhat understand why the Emperor made you the Jialan King."

"Congratulations, you won."

Only when Wanyan He personally announced the result did Lin Yi finally breathe a sigh of relief and say:

"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."

Hearing these flattering words, Wanyan He couldn't help but glare at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi chuckled, then glanced at the Dragon Soul not far away:

"Cancel summoning."

The Dragon Soul suddenly let out a roar towards the sky,

and under the shocked gaze of everyone present, it transformed into starlight, dispersing in the arena.

When Wanyan He loudly announced Lin Yi's victory, the scene was immediately filled with exclamations and thunderous applause.

For most of them.

Today was definitely the most spectacular challenge they've ever seen.

Lin Yi continually redefined people's understanding with his strength.

For them.

This challenge provided a more direct understanding of Lin Yi's fearsome abilities.

Especially for the various geniuses participating in the Divine Son selection tomorrow.

From now on.

Lin Yi will be a nightmare in their minds.

And it only heightened everyone's anticipation.

For this Divine Son selection gathering all the geniuses from the continent.

What kind of surprise and shock will this descendant of the Titan Race bring to people?

In the end, Lin Yi's victory was a mix of joy and sorrow for everyone involved.

When the news was announced, wails erupted outside the Beast Fighting Arena.

One could say from the start, no one was willing to believe.

That Lin Yi could survive these successive challenges and win a victory that left everyone speechless.

Inside the Beast Fighting Arena, with the challenge concluded, these wealthy nobles from the Jialan Empire all left with various thoughts.

However, before leaving, everyone couldn't help but look at Lin Yi in the arena, being supported by Jarvis.

The first thought that came to most people's minds was.

The title of the continent's top genius, held by Sikong Tingzhi from the Mage Guild, will likely change hands after today.

Ling Yuwei, ignoring obstacles, came to the barrier and shouted at Lin Yi:

"Young Master Lin Yi, are you alright?"

Honestly.

Aside from feeling weak all over, Lin Yi didn't really have any other discomfort.

Upon hearing Ling Yuwei, Lin Yi turned and smiled at her:

"I'm fine, don't worry."

When she saw with her own eyes that Lin Yi was fine, Ling Yuwei finally let out a sigh of relief.

Then a group of Black Armor approached Ling Yuwei and said:

"The venue is about to close, please leave."

Ling Yudao suddenly appeared and took Ling Yuwei's hand:

"Let's go out first."

Ling Yuwei had no choice but to say to Lin Yi:

"Young Master Lin Yi, we'll wait for you outside."

Lin Yi nodded in response:

"Alright."

"I'll come out in a bit."

When most of the audience had left, Wanyan He suddenly asked:

"How did you do it at the end?"

Lin Yi was startled upon hearing this.

He then thought Wanyan He might be referring to the skill "Star Luo Illusion".

Although Lin Yi didn't know what kind of illusion Wanyan He experienced then.

But it must have touched something deep in his heart, causing such an almost lost composure reaction.

This point Lin Yi explained honestly:

"I have an ability that can trap people in brief illusions."

"Illusion?"

Upon hearing this, Wanyan He looked at Lin Yi meaningfully but didn't say much more about it.

Instead, he said earnestly to Lin Yi:

"Luckily, you're okay."

"Otherwise, I might have been in big trouble."

Wanyan He patted Lin Yi's shoulder with significance:

"After the Divine Son selection ends, come to me. I have something to give you."

Watching Wanyan He about to leave, Lin Yi said somewhat speechlessly:

"Why wait until after the Divine Son selection?"

"Can't you give it to me now?"

Lin Yi wasn't sure if he would be teleported back to the Rafam Continent after completing his mission.

If he went back, wouldn't he miss out on this thing?

Unfortunately, Wanyan He didn't comply with Lin Yi's wishes. Instead, he left, saying:

"It's for your good not to give it to you now."

"We'll meet after the Divine Son selection."

With that, Wanyan He disappeared from Lin Yi's sight.

Watching Wanyan He vanish without giving him a chance to speak,

and thinking about his task concerning the Beast Fighting Arena,

Lin Yi originally wanted to understand more about how to solve it.

But it seems this matter has to wait until after the Divine Son selection is over.

By that time, perhaps… right!

Lin Yi looked at Jarvis:

"You're free now, any plans?"

But just as he finished speaking, Jarvis suddenly knelt before Lin Yi on both knees:

With a "thud".

Before Lin Yi could understand the situation, Jarvis quickly kowtowed three times to Lin Yi:

"Master, I have nothing to repay your life-saving grace."

"If you're not disdainful of my lowly abilities, I'm willing to follow you faithfully."

With that, he pressed his forehead tightly to the ground.

Seeing the blood seeping from the side of Jarvis's forehead, Lin Yi finally spoke:

"Get up."

"I currently don't need anyone around, nor am I used to having someone serve me."

Just as a look of disappointment flashed across Jarvis's face, Lin Yi continued:

"But I can recommend a place for you."

Thinking of his incomplete task and his sympathy for Jarvis' plight, Lin Yi said:

"Moreover, don't you want those who framed you to receive their due punishment?"

As soon as the words fell.

Jarvis suddenly raised his head, looking at Lin Yi in disbelief, his lips trembling:

"Is it possible?"

Remembering the words of the Viscount earlier, Lin Yi simply said:

"Of course."

Listening to Lin Yi's seemingly light but powerful words.

Regardless of whether Lin Yi's words were true or not.

This fifty-something man, Jarvis, was instantly moved to tears:

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

With three consecutive thank yous, Jarvis couldn't hold back his inner excitement, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Lin Yi didn't tease Jarvis for his current mess but instead suddenly reached out his hand and said:

"Stop crying first, come help me up, I'm about to fall."

Seeing the weakened Lin Yi, Jarvis immediately reacted, quickly rising to assist Lin Yi.

However, Jarvis suddenly asked:

"Where are we going now?"

Lin Yi paused for a moment:

"To the Imperial Punishment Bureau."