Around Cheong, a group of martial artists clenched their fists and positioned themselves like a protective wall. In the treasure room, those who had been gathering the pieces of the Absorbing Demonic Art also turned with blades ready, their faces alight with fervor.

Thanks to them, Cheong was able to take a brief sigh of relief.

Wow, this actually worked.

It was like Cheong had just been saved by her background in liberal arts. If she’d been a science major, she would have logically assessed both sides' power levels, realized there was no hope, and taken her own life by …