Now, Liam found himself at a small crossroads.
Being labeled a potential SSS-Rank Hunter wasn't a bad thing—anyone else would have shouted in celebration—but he knew it was all a misunderstanding. He hadn't come here to impress the Association. He had come because he understood how this world worked.
Just like the cultivation world, only strength decided status. The strong made the rules; the weak followed them.
Becoming a Hunter wasn't only about gaining access to gates. It meant freedom—legal immunity in some regions, easier travel, control over information, and priority access to resources that ordinary people would never touch.
Every level of power came with a list of privileges, and the higher the rank, the better the rewards.
An A-Rank Hunter, even one only labeled as a "potential SSS," was already near the top of this world's food chain.
Money, information, influence, he thought. All of it within reach.
