From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 484

Leander’s voice was gentle, almost amused, as if he were speaking to an old friend he hadn’t met in years.

The moment his words landed, everyone who knew Celia Rhodes turned their heads in shock, completely unable to understand.

Celia was the campus belle of Stanton Academy, she was famous throughout Highcliffe’s university circles. Plenty of people knew her, but no one had ever heard she had another identity, The Ripper.

Dylan stared at her with deep confusion, instinctively releasing his hold and stepping slightly away.

As a descendant of the Morgan-Royce family in Seagate, even without martial talent, he still understood the assassin world thanks to Maximilian Morgan-Royce.

And he knew very clearly that The Ripper was one of the golden aces among the top-ranked killers in the world.

For Leander to call Celia "The Ripper" rattled him to the core.

Celia’s expression was soft as autumn water, her beauty fragile and helpless on the surface, a little lost, yet Leander’s gaze never shifted. Under that unwavering stare, she finally smiled. And the smile was as breathtaking as a blooming flower.

"The undefeated Iron Sovereign truly lives up to his name. Even though I hid so deeply, I still couldn’t fool you."

She no longer concealed herself. Her brows softened into a bright smile as she gracefully walked to Leander’s side and sat down, downing her drink in a single breath.

Leander raised his cup and drank with her. She set her glass down, her eyes lingering on his peerlessly handsome face.

"Sovereign Ashcroft, since childhood I trained under the previous King of Assassins, Jason Delon. I learned every killing technique he knew, and mastered the art of concealing my presence. I always believed no one could ever see through my true identity.

"I truly want to know—how did you recognize me?"

She tilted her face into her palm, like a curious young girl. No matter how experienced or senior someone was, they would find it impossible to connect the woman before them with the notorious Ripper who terrorized the assassin world.

Leander smiled lightly. "A person’s core energy is always unique. Every individual’s core energy differs from everyone else’s. All the more so for a Martial Practitioner who has reached the level of an Infernal Crown Transcendent.

"You may have perfected the art of concealment to nearly flawless levels. Even a King Phase master might fail to sense you. But unfortunately for you, your opponent is me.

"Under my divine sense, no matter what demon or monster you may be, you cannot hide."

"Divine sense?" Celia’s face changed. "You’re actually a spiritual grandmaster?"

In the West, a spiritual grandmaster was the universal title for someone whose spiritual strength had reached the Origin Realm.

She had never expected that besides being a peerless Martial Practitioner, Leander was also a spiritual grandmaster.

In the martial world, cultivation began easy and became more difficult. But cultivating spiritual strength was the opposite, extremely hard at the start, and only easier much later.

To elevate both paths simultaneously required unparalleled will and a talent unseen throughout history.

Leander stood at a height she could not even touch.

This thought brought a bitter smile to her lips.

"Sovereign Ashcroft, I originally came tonight to assassinate you. But after watching you casually neutralize Barrett’s killing strike, I already knew there was no possibility of killing you.

"This may sound shameless, but I still wish to say it. I no longer wish to be your enemy. I only hope you can let me live."

She had clearly seen Leander catch Barrett’s bullet with two fingers, and rebound it along the exact same trajectory. From that moment, she knew that she could never harm him, let alone kill him.

And when Leander called out her identity by name, her last trace of intention vanished.

Now she only wished to survive.

Assassins were not suicide soldiers. Even a top-ranked killer, when faced with certain death, simply wanted to live.

"Let you leave? Do you think that’s possible?" Leander poured himself another glass, smiling calmly.

"The Arbitration Office issued a bounty. The one who chose to come after my life was you. I didn’t force you.

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