Strongest Scammer: Scamming The World, One Death At A Time-Chapter 825: Ju Fan’s Debut

Han Yu did not linger.

He turned, stored the puppet carefully, and left the residence immediately.

This time, however, he did not hide. He did not change robes. He did not avoid attention. He walked out of the Second Kidney Peak wearing the official robes bearing the crest of the Peak Head himself.

And he did so in broad daylight.

The moment he stepped onto the main pathways connecting the peaks, the reaction was immediate.

Disciples passing by slowed.

Some stopped entirely.

Others turned their heads openly, no longer bothering to hide their curiosity.

At first, most of them did not recognize him.

They only saw the robes.

The icy blue patterns of the Kidney Peak.

The unmistakable crest of a Peak Head's personal disciple.

That alone was enough to draw attention.

"Who is that?"

"Is that a new personal disciple?"

"That crest… it's from the Kidney Peak…"

Voices began to murmur softly among the surrounding disciples.

Confusion spread quickly.

The personal disciples of the First Kidney Peak were well known figures within the sect. Their faces, their reputations, their strength. None of them resembled the man walking calmly down the path.

Which left only one possibility.

"The Second Kidney Peak…"

Someone whispered it.

And that whisper spread like a spark in dry grass.

"The Second Peak Head has a personal disciple?"

"That's impossible…"

"He never took one before…"

Doubt.

Shock.

Curiosity.

The emotions began to swirl.

Then recognition came.

A few disciples who had seen Ju Fan live near the Fifth Rib Peak narrowed their eyes.

"…Wait."

"That's… Ju Fan, isn't it?"

The name spread quickly.

Ju Fan.

A relatively low-profile disciple.

Known to some.

Ignored by most.

And then—

The memory surfaced.

"The one who disappeared…"

"The one taken by the Second Kidney Peak Head!"

The pieces fell into place.

The rumors that had once circulated months ago, dismissed by many as exaggerations or misunderstandings, suddenly returned with full force.

"So it was true…"

"He really was taken…"

"And now…"

"He came back like this?"

Shock deepened.

Han Yu walked calmly through it all.

He could feel it.

The Eight Emotions energy surged toward him like an invisible tide.

Grey wisps of surprise flooded in the greatest numbers.

Dozens.

Then hundreds.

They swirled around him, drawn toward his soul space and absorbed seamlessly by the Eight Emotions Lotus.

Mixed within them were darker hues.

Deep blue sadness.

Some disciples felt disheartened seeing someone rise so quickly. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Indigo fear.

Others instinctively felt threatened by his sudden elevation in status.

And then there were the sharper emotions.

Red streaks of anger.

Jealousy.

Resentment.

They came in smaller numbers, but they were intense.

Han Yu felt every bit of it.

And he enjoyed it.

Not outwardly though. His expression remained calm and Cold. An unbothered just like Ju fan always wore. But internally, he recognized the value of what he was receiving.

Each wisp of emotion was nourishment.

Each reaction strengthened him in ways others could not understand.

As he continued walking, more observations spread among the disciples.

"His cultivation…"

"He's at the peak stage of Core Condensation?"

"How is that possible?"

"It hasn't even been a year…"

The disbelief only grew.

For those who had known Ju Fan even slightly, this transformation was beyond comprehension.

Not only had he gained status.

He had gained power.

Rapidly.

Dangerously fast.

That realization created another shift in behavior.

No one approached him.

No one blocked his path.

In fact, many stepped aside deliberately.

Some even moved further away than necessary.

In the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect, strength and status dictated behavior. And right now, Han Yu represented both.

A personal disciple backed by a Peak Head. With a cultivation level that had clearly advanced at an abnormal rate.

To provoke such a person… Would be foolish.

Han Yu walked through the open path like a blade cutting through water.

Effortless.

Unhindered.

The murmurs continued behind him.

The rumors began spreading outward in all directions.

By the time he reached the Puppet Peak, the news had already begun to circulate far beyond the immediate area.

Ju Fan had returned. Not as a forgotten disciple. But as something far more dangerous and one that needed to be observed and paid attention to.

Han Yu did not slow down.

He stepped onto the familiar grounds of the Puppet Peak. And for the first time since his transformation... He arrived not as a worker. But as someone who had come to prove his worth.

Han Yu walked steadily up the Puppet Peak, his pace neither hurried nor slow.

The familiar terrain stretched before him, yet this time everything felt subtly different. Previously, he had climbed these paths as a working disciple, someone who belonged to the background of the peak.

Now, as he moved through the same routes wearing the robes of a personal disciple of the Second Kidney Peak Head, the atmosphere around him had shifted entirely.

The usual absent-minded artisans still occupied their spaces, muttering to themselves or tinkering with constructs, but even among them there were occasional glances cast his way. The crest on his robes drew attention in a way nothing else could. Even those who normally ignored the world around them could not completely overlook such a symbol.

Han Yu did not pause.

He made his way toward the common area near the Administrative Hall, where most formal matters related to puppet crafting and approvals were handled. Just as he approached the broad open platform leading to the building, a figure hurried toward him from the side.

It was Supervisor Kun.

The man was moving faster than Han Yu had ever seen him move before. His usually composed demeanor was replaced by clear excitement, and there was still a lingering trace of surprise in his expression as he came to a stop in front of Han Yu.

"Ju Fan!" Kun called out, slightly out of breath. "Is it really you?"

Han Yu inclined his head slightly in acknowledgment.

Supervisor Kun's eyes flickered briefly to the crest on Han Yu's robes before returning to his face. He might've known of his new rank, but seeing him wear the robes was certainly a new experience.