Waiting for the Hunters

With the Ravenswood family’s negligible security, Black Ghost and White Ghost would surely succeed if they went there.

"So they dare to come, huh?"

After figuring it out, Julian sneered.

A faint smile curled at the corner of his lips, but there wasn’t a trace of warmth behind it. Instead, his golden eyes gleamed with calculated intent. Everything that had happened tonight—the poisoned medicine, Steffan’s desperate promise, and the sudden departure of Black Ghost and White Ghost—had finally connected into a complete picture.

The room fell into a brief silence.

Outside the mansion, the night breeze gently rustled the leaves in the garden, while moonlight painted long silver shadows across the courtyard. The peaceful scenery stood in stark contrast to the dangerous game that had already begun unfolding behind the scenes.

Julian slowly slipped his phone back into his pocket.

He had already made his move.

Now...

It was Steffan’s turn to step into the trap.

Previously, he let Black Ghost and White Ghost take the thousand-year Frostheart Ginseng.

At the time, Lina and Liza had wondered why he had simply watched them leave.

Now they finally understood.

Firstly, there was no choice, and secondly, it was to dig a pit for Steffan.

That single exchange had planted the seed for everything happening now.

Steffan believed he had gained an advantage.

In reality...

He had walked exactly where Julian wanted him to.

Julian couldn’t help smiling.

Sometimes, defeating an opponent wasn’t about overwhelming strength.

It was about allowing them to believe they were winning until they realized they had nowhere left to run.

His gaze shifted toward Lina Ashford and Liza Voss.

The two women stood quietly nearby, their cultivation having just stabilized after entering the Gold Realm. Compared to only a few hours ago, their presence had become far more imposing.

Julian nodded with satisfaction.

Now, his two girls were Gold Realm experts.

Heh, not taking advantage of their powerful thighs would be foolish.

A teasing smile appeared on his face.

"Liza, Lina, come with me to the Ravenswood family. There are two people you’ll need to deal with later."

The two women immediately looked toward him.

Neither questioned his decision.

After everything that had happened, they trusted his judgment completely.

Liza tilted her head curiously.

"Okay, Young Master Julian, but who are we dealing with?"

Julian walked toward the coat rack and casually put on a light jacket before replying with a relaxed smile.

"Two early Gold Realm fighters called Black Ghost and White Ghost, Steffan’s subordinates."

Liza blinked before her eyes brightened.

"Oh, got it. You want us to practice, right?"

Her tone carried excitement rather than nervousness.

Only a short while ago, she would have trembled at the thought of facing opponents from the same realm.

Now...

She couldn’t wait.

Julian looked at her approvingly.

"Exactly."

He nodded with satisfaction.

Real combat was always the fastest teacher.

Cultivation gained through elixirs alone was never enough.

Only life-and-death battles could truly polish a cultivator’s instincts.

Inside his mind, another thought surfaced naturally.

[Just two early Gold Realm fighters, and they think they’re worthy of my attention? My girls are sufficient.]

A brief pause followed.

Then another thought drifted through his mind.

[Without a Platinum Realm opponent, I can’t even be bothered to lift an eyelid.]

Julian’s expression remained perfectly calm.

To Lina and Liza, however...

Those words exploded like thunder.

The two women stared at him in complete disbelief.

Platinum Realm...?

Until this moment, they had always believed Julian was merely stronger than them by one or two realms.

Now...

His own thoughts had accidentally revealed far more.

They had thought Young Master Julian was a Gold Realm expert.

It turned out he had already reached the legendary Platinum Realm?

The realization left both women speechless.

Liza’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

As expected...

Young Master Julian really is unfathomable.

Lina quietly lowered her head.

No wonder...

Everything suddenly made sense.

His astonishing medical skills.

His incredible alchemy.

His profound understanding of Old Martial Arts.

His calm confidence in every situation.

Someone with that level of strength would naturally possess such extraordinary abilities.

Julian, completely unaware that they had once again overheard his thoughts, simply stretched his shoulders.

"Let’s go."

The three quickly left the D’Aurelius estate.

A sleek black luxury sedan soon rolled out through the front gates before disappearing into the quiet streets beneath the moonlit sky.

The city had already fallen asleep.

Traffic was sparse.

Streetlights stretched endlessly ahead as Julian calmly drove through the silent roads.

Inside the vehicle, Liza occasionally stole curious glances at him.

She wanted to ask countless questions.

But after seeing how relaxed he looked behind the steering wheel, she ultimately chose to remain silent.

If Young Master Julian wanted them to know something...

He would tell them himself.

Lina noticed Liza’s expression and simply smiled faintly.

Before long...

The vehicle arrived outside the Ravenswood residence.

The ancient household was much quieter than usual.

Warm lanterns illuminated the front courtyard, while several old trees swayed gently beneath the cool night breeze.

Julian parked the car before stepping out.

Almost immediately, the front gate opened.

Standing there were senior Miracle Doctor Ravenswood and Amara Ravenswood.

They had clearly been waiting.

Julian had already called them during the drive here and explained that something important might happen tonight.

"Little Julian, is someone really coming to steal our family’s medicinal needles tonight?" senior Miracle Doctor Ravenswood asked angrily, looking a bit gloomy.

Deep wrinkles formed across the old physician’s forehead.

The thought alone made him furious.

Those medicinal needles weren’t merely family heirlooms.

They represented generations of sacrifice and medical knowledge.

They were life-saving treasures reserved for the most desperate situations.

The remaining needles were life-saving treasures for critical moments.

These thieves were too unscrupulous, even wanting to steal these.

Julian stepped forward with a reassuring smile.

"It shouldn’t be wrong, sir. Don’t worry, I’ll handle it."

His voice remained calm and steady.

Hearing that confidence, the old physician slowly exhaled.

"Alright, then I’ll leave it to you," senior Miracle Doctor Ravenswood sighed, feeling troubled by this unexpected disaster.

Julian nodded respectfully.

"You have my word."

Just then...

A soft fragrance drifted through the night air.

Before Julian could react, Amara Ravenswood hurried over with an excited smile.

"Julian, you’re amazing."

Without the slightest hesitation, she wrapped both arms around one of his.

She had clearly been awakened in a hurry.

Her long brown hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and she was wearing a thin silk nightgown that shimmered gently beneath the moonlight.

As she hugged Julian’s arm, he felt like he was sinking into her.

His body stiffened ever so slightly.

Inside his mind, an embarrassed thought surfaced.

[Wow, you can’t do this, darling.]

His eyes instinctively shifted toward senior Miracle Doctor Ravenswood, who was standing only a few steps away.

Another helpless thought immediately followed.

[The old man is watching, it’s not appropriate.]