Chapter 17: Becoming A Sentinel

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Can the Executioner hang in there for another three hours? Qin Xuan asked the attending doctor from afar, and when she got a nod, the army surrounding Jeraldine quickly retreated. Without a soul in sight, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Shed only demanded a three-hour period to play it safe. She only needed about two hours to recover from her injuries, and without any Sentinels around, no one would be able to stop her at that point. With that train of thought, she glanced at Terence before her gaze shifted back to Orton. Wait, where was Orton? Her eyes went wide and she tried to get up to look around, but a violent pain surged through her entire body, forcing her to sit back down. She consoled herself with the thought that there was no need to rush; even if Orton wasnt dead, she could deal with him in two hours. After all, his injuries were definitely worse than hers. As for Yatar, the boy whod dared to lay a hand on her would get his comeuppance as well.

Ortons corpse was in a ruined building a thousand meters away. Next to it was a gasping Lu Yin; he was badly hurt as well, but to him there was nothing more important than the formcast model right now. With it, his body could still be healed to some extent. Although he tried his best to observe the situation, it took cutting off five of Ortons fingers before he finally found the model, at which point he excitedly grabbed it and fused it into his own body. A sharp pain suddenly engulfed him, but he also felt that unmatchable power coursing through and modifying his cellular structure. The agile energy seemed to overlook the starry sky, bringing even a small creature like him away from the Earth. Soon, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Cellular rearrangement was very painful, but it was a good pain. He could feel his body evolving, growing more and more compatible with the sky.

An hour quickly passed, and Jeraldines face had regained a bit of its flush. Her injuries were much better, the healing process right on track. One more hour, she muttered to herself excitedly, without any plans to leave at that point. Her only goal right now was to take control of Nanjing, giving her a bargaining chip with the next batch of students that would arrive. Even though blue zones were protected to a certain degree, not everyone followed that rule. It wasnt much of a problem in ordinary trials, but now that Astral-10 was about to appear, everyone wanted to show off. She was most worried about the next batch of students that would arrive. While her group had been decided before news of Astral-10 was spread, there would undoubtedly be a plethora of prodigies whod join the second to make a name for themselves. She knew that keeping Nanjing was a pipe dream, but she wanted to rely on it to at least obtain a slightly better score. This was likely the exact same idea Terence had.

Another half-hour passed, and just as Jeraldine felt like shed recovered enough to go look for Orton, she felt an appalling surge of star energy from a kilometer away. She looked over in shock; what was that?

In the building, Lu Yin finally felt the pain starting to subside. Clenching his fist, he felt the energy surging within his body; it was only now that hed truly stepped into the realm of cultivators, gaining the right to look towards the stars.

Back near the pit, Jeraldine tapped her watch and activated the scanner, the gadget beeping a few times before showing a reading of 1,000. Someone had just broken through to the Sentinel Realm? Was it Yatar? As though hed heard her thoughts, the distant ruins were pushed aside as Lu Yin walked out, staring straight towards her. Her heart sank in shock, gaze flickering, You became a Sentinel?

Lu Yin stepped forward and smiled, So you noticed.

Jeraldine frowned before trying to say gently, Yatar Sorry, I shouldnt have used you as a shield there. But it wasnt intentional, my body just moved on its own. You have to believe me!

Lu Yin walked forward until he was about ten meters away, Of course I believe you. Elite students have faced many life and death scenarios in life, that sort of reflex is normal.

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