As Kael walked out of the Hunter Association building, he didn’t even bother looking back.
To everyone else, today’s encounter might have seemed like nothing more than a minor dispute.
To him...
It was something entirely different.
The Dark Viper Guild.
That name occupied a rather unique place in his memories.
Not because they had ever done anything worthy of admiration.
Quite the opposite.
Before becoming one of the largest guilds in the Third District, they hadn’t even been a guild.
They had been a gang.
The Viper Gang.
A criminal organization notorious throughout the district for extortion, armed robbery, illegal trafficking, and countless other crimes. Wherever their members appeared, trouble was never far behind. Ordinary civilians feared them, while even awakened individuals preferred avoiding conflict with them unless absolutely necessary.
Everything changed after their leader, Arthur White, awakened.
His talent had been extraordinary.
Within a relatively short period of time, he had climbed all the way to A-rank, transforming himself into one of the strongest hunters in the district.
With overwhelming strength backing him, the Viper Gang seized the opportunity to wash away their criminal identity.
They changed their name.
Changed their image.
Established the Dark Viper Guild.
On the surface, they became a perfectly legitimate hunting guild.
Behind closed doors, nothing had changed.
The only difference was that their crimes had become far more organized.
Over the years, countless independent hunters had suffered at their hands.
Within Rifts entrusted to them by the Association, they would station members near the entrance and demand additional entrance fees from anyone wishing to enter, despite those hunters already having paid them for official permits.
Those who refused were often denied entry through intimidation alone.
If that wasn’t enough...
They had another favorite method.
After hunters returned from clearing a Rift, exhausted and often injured, Dark Viper members would force them to sell their harvested materials at prices far below market value.
Anyone unwilling to cooperate quickly found themselves targeted during future expeditions.
It was blatant exploitation.
Unfortunately...
Proving any of it was another matter entirely.
The guild was careful.
Everything they did remained just within the boundaries of what could be explained away.
Even the Hunter Association found it difficult to gather enough evidence to act against them.
Kael himself had crossed paths with them several times in his previous life.
Nothing particularly life-threatening had happened.
Still...
Each encounter had left an unpleasant taste in his mouth.
That was precisely why he hadn’t bothered showing Morgan even the slightest courtesy.
Truthfully, had they met anywhere else he would’ve beaten every one of them until they couldn’t even crawl back to their guild headquarters.
He was more than capable of doing so.
The only reason he restrained himself was because they were inside the Hunter Association.
Fighting within Association grounds was strictly prohibited.
More importantly...
That building was an enclosed environment.
If he truly released his strength without restraint, innocent people nearby could easily become collateral damage.
That wasn’t something he wanted.
So...
He simply left.
Some people weren’t worth wasting his time on.
Stepping into the parking area outside, Kael climbed onto his motorcycle before starting the engine.
A low mechanical growl echoed through the air.
He adjusted his helmet before twisting the throttle.
The motorcycle shot forward like an arrow released from its bow, smoothly merging into the bustling streets of the Third District.
Time to go upgrade his equipment.
He had been postponing it for several days already.
There was no reason to delay any longer.
The roads gradually became wider as he sped through traffic, weaving effortlessly between vehicles while maintaining astonishing control over the bike.
Roughly fifteen minutes later...
The surrounding scenery slowly began changing.
The worn buildings of the Third District disappeared behind him, replaced by cleaner streets, newer infrastructure, and noticeably fewer pedestrians.
He had entered the Second District.
Almost immediately...
Kael’s expression changed.
Ever since cultivating the Primordial Genesis Sutra, his perception of the world had transformed completely.
In the past, he couldn’t sense Ambient Mana at all.


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