Chapter 14: Is There Something Wrong With Anya? She’s in the Heavenly Man Realm!

[You Can't See Me (Red): When you silently recite "You Can't See Me" in your heart, there is a chance the people around will be unable to detect your existence. The stronger the enemy, the lower the chance of success.]

Red Talent.

Conceptual Power.

Grayson's mind reeled in awe.

A talent that wasn't just strengthening his body, speed, or technique—

It was operating at the conceptual level.

A true cheat ability.

In theory, even beings as powerful as Celestial Ancestors or True Immortals might fail to notice him if luck favored him.

Just a red talent was already terrifying—

What about purple?

Gold?

Was it even possible to imagine?!

Grayson clenched his fists, barely suppressing his excitement.

"This simulation...

is bound to change everything."

[Simulation begins!]

This time, Grayson didn't follow the same script.

He sat calmly inside the Maybach.

Outside the window, Anya—drunk, dazed, beautiful—collapsed at the curb.

In the past simulations, he had stepped out, gotten involved, and nearly lost his life.

Not this time.

[You see Anya lying unconscious outside the car.

This time, you do not get out.

You calmly instruct: "Drive. Home."]

Driver Shawn glanced at him strangely but didn't question it.

Even he knew the rumors:

Grayson Grierson was known throughout the Ironwood Empire's capital for being a notorious playboy.

Ignoring a beauty voluntarily?

It was against his nature.

Still—

Orders were orders.

The car pulled away smoothly.

Grayson leaned back in his seat, sharp eyes glinting coldly.

"Not falling into your trap today, whoever you are."

In the previous two simulations, Anya's sudden appearance had been too suspicious.

Everything—her drunkenness, her vulnerability—felt staged.

This time, he would observe from the shadows.

He had the Thousand Shadows Magic Art.

He had You Can't See Me.

He would see the truth.

[After driving some distance, you order Shawn to stop the car.

You slip out silently, transform into a shadow, and rush back to the site where Anya had collapsed.]

Grayson's body dissolved into a misty form, blending into the darkness.

He crouched behind a bush, hiding perfectly, chanting silently:

"You can't see me.

You can't see me.

You can't see me..."

Minutes passed.

Ten.

Twenty.

Thirty.

Grayson's muscles were stiff from squatting.

Mosquitoes bit at his skin.

Still, he endured.

Waiting.

Observing.

[At fifty-nine minutes—just before Luke, the protagonist of destiny, would normally appear—Anya stirred.]

Snap!

Grayson's eyes widened sharply.

Anya's eyes snapped open.

The drunken haze vanished instantly from her face, replaced by a cold, indifferent expression.

A pressure—no, a presence—spread outward from her.

Grayson shivered involuntarily.

"This...

this is stronger than Shawn!"

Even stronger than a Seventh Level Saint.

The pressure pressing down on him was suffocating.

[You frantically chant in your heart: "You can't see me! You can't see me! You can't see me!"]

The invisible barrier held firm.

Anya's chilling gaze swept over the bushes—

But passed right over him without stopping.

She frowned slightly, muttering under her breath:

"Strange. I sensed... someone..."

Without warning—

Her slender figure floated into the air.

She took a single step upward—

And vanished into the night sky like a shooting star.

Grayson was frozen stiff.

Flying!

Not just leaping or gliding, but walking in the air!

Only those who had broken into the Heavenly Man Realm could do that.

An existence on par with the true apex powerhouses of the Ironwood Empire!

He exhaled slowly, every nerve trembling.

"A hidden Heavenly Man...

right under our noses...

pretending to be a university student?"

"And I—

I almost picked her up from the sidewalk like a fool."

His thoughts raced.

Something about this didn't add up.

If Anya was the mastermind behind the assassination attempts—

Why go through so much trouble?

Why endure humiliation?

Why not simply crush him the first time he approached?

If she truly wanted him dead—

A single flick of her finger would have sufficed.

Even the entire Magic City combined couldn't stop her.

"No...

There must be another layer to this."

Possibilities churned in his mind.

Anya could be part of another faction.

She could be a hidden protector rather than an assassin.

She could be... something even stranger.

"Regardless,

this woman is dangerous."

"Far more dangerous than Luke ever was."

And worse—

He realized something even more chilling:

If Anya had so easily concealed her power,

then there could be others like her.

Hidden monsters.

Pretending to be ordinary people.

Watching him.

Manipulating him.

Grayson's hands slowly clenched.

"No wonder the mastermind could orchestrate so many traps.

They weren't operating alone."

He had severely underestimated the enemy.

Again.

He made a silent vow:

"No more underestimation."

"No more hesitation."

"I'll find them all."

"And bury them."

The simulation continued.

[After Anya disappears into the night sky, Luke appears.]

[You see the destined protagonist wandering drunkenly into the area, looking confused.]

[Without Anya's presence, he wanders around for a while before giving up and disappearing into the night.]

"Heh."

Grayson sneered inwardly.

Luke had always been just a pawn.

A tool.

A disposable piece.

The true threat had never been him.

He made his decision:

Next time they crossed paths—

Luke wouldn't even have a chance to awaken his "old grandpa soul" cheat again.

He would crush him immediately.

No hesitation.

No mercy.

[You slip back into Shawn's Maybach, unseen, and order him to return to your villa.]

As the car glided silently through the Magic City night, Grayson leaned back against the cool leather seat.

His mind raced furiously, piecing together everything he had just learned.

Conclusion:

Anya was in the Heavenly Man Realm.

She was not the true mastermind, but deeply connected.

Luke was nothing but bait.

The mastermind had planned for layers beyond layers.

Magic City was rotten to the core.

"Very good."

"If you like hiding in the dark—

I'll drag you into the light."

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