Chapter 36: Why Are You Wearing a Legislator's Robe?

Chapter 36: Why Are You Wearing a Legislator’s Robe?

Hong had just claimed the title of "Earth’s Strongest" through his Domain ability, yet this was the first time in years he’d encountered such a situation.

To illustrate, imagine Jiang Zhe’s favorite game from his past life—Honor of Kings.

You’ve locked an enemy down with Mozi or Zhong Kui’s ultimate ability, yet they move freely within your skill’s range as if swimming through it.

Hong stood silently, gripping Li Nansheng’s corpse while staring at Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe casually floated a forty-centimeter-long spearhead in one hand while stroking his chin with the other, still savoring the secrets he’d glimpsed moments ago. “Mr. Hong, your Domain is impressive. Truly baffling how it even formed.”

Jiang Zhe broke the tension first, but when Hong remained silent, he countered, “Didn’t you hear me tell you to stop?”

“I did,” Jiang Zhe shrugged. “He’s Li Nansheng—the one who came to Australasian Continent to steal my family’s treasure. I know everything.”

“So you’re saying only others can kill you, but you can’t kill them? Since when does that logic exist?”

“If I didn’t have Stellar-Level strength, or if you hadn’t discovered Li Nansheng’s plan early, today’s outcome would’ve been different.”

“This is the second time!”

“Once, twice—but should we wait for a third or fourth?!”

“Is Earth’s order just paper-thin? Are Legislators allowed to ignore your decrees? To stand above order itself, doing as they please?”

“This vast Earth needs a blade hanging over Legislators’ heads—to tame the wildness their power breeds!”

At this point, Hong still prioritized humanity’s fate, treating Legislators with leniency. But Jiang Zhe’s words finally hardened his resolve.

Minor threats inevitably grow into major crises!

Truthfully, Hong had already considered killing Li Nansheng to establish authority while trailing him earlier.

It wasn’t hesitation.

After all, a Stellar-Level expert alone could protect an entire base city, giving humanity another refuge. Who could casually eliminate such a figure?

Yet twenty years of peace had made people restless. Hong knew it was time for iron-fisted measures to steer humanity’s fate away from divergence.

Nodding, Hong said, “I understand your reasoning. Return with me to the Limit Martial Arts Pavilion Headquarters first. I’ll convene a meeting at the War God Palace to honor your achievements and impose stricter regulations on Legislators.”

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Zhe would’ve hesitated at such an invitation.

Go to your enemy’s lair? Could be a trap. The moment you step into their headquarters, five hundred assassins might leap out at the sound of a shattered cup.

But this was Hong. Though once an assassin, his conduct over recent decades had been honorable.

They flew into a blood-red triangular fighter jet, one after another.

The cabin sealed shut as the aircraft transformed into a streak of light heading north.

Hong casually tossed Li Nansheng’s corpse into the cabin, then ordered the AI system to notify all Legislators, War Gods, and global leaders to assemble at the War God Palace.

Turning back, he saw Jiang Zhe “molesting” the corpse—ripping open the combat suit to remove an obsidian wristlet from the right hand.

Pocketing the bracelet, Jiang Zhe shrugged with feigned innocence. “My spoils of war. I’ll take these.”

“I still owe my family a Black God Suit. Missing this year’s Site 9 Ruins opening means I can finally repay that ‘debt’ now.”

“Li Nansheng, Randolph—good buddy!”

He smiled like a neighbor boy, thumb raised in camaraderie.

But Hong had witnessed Jiang Zhe’s ferocity firsthand—manipulating fifteen Annihilation Throwing Daggers, obliterating Ister’s defenses, and seizing Earth’s top Mentalist title.

The real problem? This “cheat” hadn’t even reached Stellar-Level yet!

Hong ignored Jiang Zhe’s antics, hinting, “You seem to know… quite a lot.”

“About Domain? Or the Universe itself?” Jiang Zhe didn’t feign ignorance, his smile deepening.

“Whatever you’re willing to share,” Hong replied, eager for surprises. Information hoarders were always the trickiest.

“What I know isn’t shared by the Jiang Clan,” Jiang Zhe clarified.

Hong understood immediately, nodding.

Jiang Zhe wanted him to avoid holding the Jiang Clan accountable. What followed came from Jiang Zhe’s personal cultivation opportunities.

Continuing, Jiang Zhe said, “Domain exists beyond Artistic Conception—a technique even many Cosmic-Level experts lack.”

“The Universe is boundless. Martial Artists walk a path to godhood—Apprentice, Stellar-Level, Stellar Class, Cosmic Level…”

Hong’s breathing deepened.

Earth’s knowledge ended here. He both feared and longed for new revelations.

Jiang Zhe paused dramatically before adding, “Domain Lords, Realm Kings, and even immortal gods capable of destroying planets with a single strike!”

Hong’s pupils constricted, his expression shifting.

He’d been called a “god” by Earth’s Martial Artists whenever he used his Domain. Compared to the divine power Jiang Zhe described, how laughable that seemed.

No wonder Jiang Zhe recovered from Domain’s shock so quickly… though his subsequent bizarre actions remained unexplained.

“All this comes from her inheritance memories.”

Jiang Zhe snapped his fingers.

A brass core flew from his chest, its embedded gem projecting a hologram that solidified into a brass female automaton.

To Jiang Zhe, Orianna’s existence let him deflect future explanations to Hong. Bonded Metallic Lifeforms weren’t rare, but he’d keep her Genetic Tier and three innate secret arts hidden.

Simple metal absorption and replication were trivial. But spontaneous creation and technological evolution? Better not reveal those—Chaos City Lord himself would drag her into a research lab for humanity’s benefit.

Orianna’s Stellar-Level aura radiated unreservedly.

Hong shot up from his seat, eyes betraying unease. He sensed genuine threat from this metallic automaton.

Hong had long surpassed Stellar-Level Fourth Stage.

In raw power, he wielded 2^(n-1) times a Stellar-Level One’s strength—8x the base power, with 6x amplitude, totaling 48x a Stellar-Level One.

Orianna, at 3x Genetic Tier, possessed 12x Jiang Zhe’s amplitude—36x a Stellar-Level One’s full burst.

Though weaker, she’d resist Hong’s crushing dominance without Domain.

“An alien?” Hong frowned.

“Metallic Lifeform,” Jiang Zhe clarified. “An auxiliary type—ideal partner for Martial Artists.”

“Oh, and Skycurl Vine! Earth should have records of it. It’s a supportive plant lifeform, part of a larger category.”

Hong eyed her warily. “You’re certain she’s under your control?”

“Bound to my life force. No worries.”

Hong relaxed, envy flickering in his eyes as he resumed discussion—mostly listening to Jiang Zhe’s “Orianna’s inheritance memories,” which covered basic Universal knowledge.

As for secret techniques?

Sorry, Jiang Zhe had none to share. But with Orianna as his cover, future familiarity with the Universe wouldn’t seem suspicious—just blame it on her.

Later, he’d gift Hong a Skycurl Vine too. Let him enjoy the perks.

See? What I have, you can have too. We’re equals. (Not really.)

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War God Palace, Top-Level Conference Hall.

Golden-Robed Legislators, white-robed War Gods, and world leaders in tailored suits filled the room.

Whispers filled the air—what was happening? Rarely did they convene more than once every one or two years.

Now, meetings came in waves, like storm clouds gathering.

Jiang Zhe and Hong returned to Limit Martial Arts Pavilion Headquarters, donning Neuro-Sync Interface helmets to enter the War God Palace’s virtual space.

Previously, Jiang Zhe would’ve worried about security while using such devices. But with Orianna guarding him, he no longer needed Luo Feng’s risky “artistic” measures.

The Golden-Robed Jiang Zhe followed Hong into the conference hall.

Hong strode toward the podium.

Jiang Zhe headed to the Legislators’ and War Gods’ section, where Hanxia and Lei Shen’s bald head stood out.

Seeing him, everyone gawked.

Lei Shen rubbed his shiny scalp, smirking. “Kid, why are you wearing a Legislator’s Golden Robe?”

(End of Chapter)

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