Chapter 309: New Target

The air inside the grand ancestral hall of the Faith Family felt impossibly thick, heavy with the scent of ancient incense and the cold, lingering aura of broken pride.

Tony Clark casually stood before the central jade altar, his signature lazy smirk playing on his lips as he swept the three black jade inheritance tokens directly into his pocket.

He did not need to manually inspect the artifacts; his active Truth Eye had already perfectly verified that the spatial coordinates carved into the stones were entirely genuine, free of any remaining traps.

The heavy, gold-trimmed mahogany doors of the hall suddenly creaked open, and a soft, familiar fragrance of spiritual ink and azure herbs lightly drifted into the sanctuary. Lady Selena Faith walked inside with smooth, rapid steps, her majestic gold-and-crimson merchant robes rustling softly against the polished marble floor.

Behind her, a dozen high-level, dark-armored enforcers from the Golden Phoenix Merchant Guild stood in rigid lines, their unsheathed weapons gleaming under the hall’s spiritual lamps as they completely locked down every single entrance and exit.

Selena held a glowing, multi-layered ledger crystal tightly against her chest, her violet eyes swirling with an absolute, breathtaking mix of fanatical awe and businesslike coldness as she looked at the kneeling, broken figures of her family’s rival-branch. She walked straight toward Tony’s flank, her refined, elegant voice carrying a beautiful melody that completely shattered the quiet atmosphere of the hall.

“The commercial liquidation is completely, systematically finalized, young master Tony,” Selena announced loudly, a wide, triumphant smile gracing her lips as she tapped the surface of her ledger crystal, projecting a massive, numerical financial grid into the empty-air.

“My guild’s private tracking networks have successfully absorbed every single asset registered under the Faith Family name across the entire central province. Their silk treasuries, weapon depots, and outer estate properties have been permanently locked down with our highest-grade security seals. After calculating their massive, outstanding debts and freezing their regional banking accounts, their entire multi-million-dollar lineage has officially been declared completely bankrupt. The Golden Phoenix Guild has absorbed their trading licenses, turning their absolute wealth into your personal corporate property.”

The kneeling Faith Family Head let out a pathetic, strangled gasp as he listened to the ledger report, his fingers digging into the cold marble as his heart pounded in absolute, desperate agony. He looked up at Selena, and then at Tony, realizing with absolute horror that his lineage had not just been defeated in a physical combat duel—they had been completely erased from the economic fabric of the entire continent, stripped of every single fraction of leverage they had spent three centuries accumulating.

Tony let out a loud, confident laugh that echoed merrily off the rows of ancestral tablets, his dark eyes flashing with a sharp, ruthlessly brilliant light as he casually turned his back on the weeping elders. He looked down at Selena, his signature villainous smirk widening as he reached out his hand to accept the glowing ledger crystal, his tone dripping with shameless confidence.

“An exceptionally magnificent and flawless execution, Lady Selena,” Tony said smoothly, his deep baritone voice carrying a chilling edge. “The Golden Phoenix Guild truly knows how to harvest a carcass with absolute precision. Now that their city assets are safely tucked away inside our private vaults, it is time for me to complete the final, absolute phase of this operation. Julie, get up and prepare the coordinates. We are taking the griffin into the mountains immediately.”

Julie Faith instantly stood up from her knees, her violet eyes completely calm and filled with the serene, brainwashed devotion of her absolute master-slave seal. She bowed her head deeply toward Tony, her silky voice entirely stripped of any past familial loyalty. “The ancestral arrays are perfectly synchronized with the tokens in your pocket, Master Tony. The secret mountain vaults are located deep within the jagged peaks of the western ridge, hidden beneath an illusionary waterfall matrix. The path is completely clear for your ascension.”

Without wasting a single microsecond on farewells or empty talk, Tony strode out of the grand ancestral hall, his dark hunting cloak billowing in the wind as he stepped back onto the marble courtyard where the massive Crimson Shadow Griffin was waiting quietly. The ancient beast’s purple galaxy eyes violently flashed with an intense, predatory brilliance the moment its dual-soul bond synchronized with Tony’s intent.

Tony casually swung his legs over the beast’s muscular back, pulling Julie up behind his high-grade saddle, while Selena stood in the courtyard, her eyes shining with absolute curiosity and fanatical awe as she watched them prepare for departure.

“Go, Tony,” Selena whispered softly into the morning wind, a knowing smile playing on her lips. “Show the rest of this continent what happens when a master archer takes absolute control of the grand chessboard.”

With a deafening, thunderous roar that made the physical foundations of the entire central district vibrate, the Crimson Shadow Griffin violently expanded its massive, thirty-foot blood-red wings. A colossal vortex of pure spatial void energy wrapped around their physical frames like a dark purple shield, fracturing the local air currents.

In less than a fraction of a single millisecond, the space inside the ruined courtyard violently distorted, and Tony Clark, his servant, and his legendary companion beast completely vanished into thin air, launching an absolute, high-speed spatial journey straight toward the western mountain ranges.

The transition through the dimensional void lasted less than ten seconds, the multi-colored tunnel of raw spatial laws bypassing the treacherous geographical terrain of the lower world entirely.

When the spatial tunnel violently tore open, the griffin smoothly phased directly through a thick wall of illusionary mountain mist, landing with absolute, heavy silence on a wide, isolated stone platform hidden deep within a jagged, snow-capped ravine.

Tony stepped down from the beast’s back, his Truth Eye instantly flaring at its absolute maximum capacity to scan the towering stone cliff before him. Embedded directly into the face of the mountain was a colossal iron door carved with ancient runic symbols representing the absolute core reserves of the Faith lineage—the hidden mountain vaults.

Tony casually pulled out the three black jade inheritance tokens he had plundered from the family head and tossed them lightly into the air, using his peak 7th Class Elder Disciple magus energy to activate their internal arrays.

The three tokens violently flashed with a brilliant, dark-gold light, their rewritten core laws perfectly synchronizing with the mountain gate’s ancient defensive mechanisms. The colossal iron doors slowly groaned, sliding open with a heavy, thunderous echo that shook the valley, allowing Tony to stride inside with slow, deliberate steps.

The interior of the secret mountain vault was an absolute architectural marvel of cultivation wealth, stretching deep into the heart of the mountain cliff like an infinite treasure cavern. The air inside the room was so incredibly thick and dense with primordial energy that it formed a visible, glowing white fog across the floor, making his energy pathways automatically accelerate to a frantic pace.

Arranged in perfect, absolute order across thousands of stone shelves were the family’s highest-grade, rarest resources: boxes of century-old spiritual ginseng, premium cores extracted from ancient fire-beasts, and mountains of glittering, high-tier Aura crystals that radiated an intoxicating wave of power.

A slow, ruthlessly brilliant grin curled the corners of Tony’s lips as he walked down the long rows of treasure shelves, his mind completely focused on the absolute transformation he was about to execute.

He had the Sun-Devouring Core Fragment from his tournament victory, and now he possessed an endless supply of premium ancient medicines to fuel his next breakthrough.

He casually sat cross-legged right in the center of the treasure cavern, his Void Dragon bow resting beside his knee as he prepared to activate his system functions to harvest the entire vault, ready to force his cultivation base to break past the outer campus limits and achieve an absolute, god-like status that would terrify every single noble clan on the continent.