Chapter 11: New Rank, Old Karma

Sun Zikora go back upper realm, gain insight from lower realm trip, bottleneck loosen, return, enter seclusion to cultivate.

Time fly—before you know, two thousand nine hundred years waka pass.

He come out, feel mid-stage True Elder power, smile, happy.

After greeting some old friends, return to Celestial Soldier camp to report.

"No bad, mid-stage True Elder."

Sun Zikora captain, Chijioke Uzo, hundred-man team leader, look am with pride.

"Just in time—the third team captain don transfer. You go take over."

For Celestial Council, squads na ten, teams na hundred, battalions na thousand, regiments na ten thousand.

True Elder fit be captain, but Sun Zikora no get connection, so he just dey wait.

"One early-stage True Elder don enter dark path, dey refine Hundred Million Soul Banner. Regiment trace am to Ziyang Realm—go with your men, kill am on the spot."

Sun Zikora collect order, gather team, go realm point. Official mission no need visa—or maybe need, but no be him business.

The camp dey buzz with gist—some dey congratulate, others dey envy in silence. Chijioke pat my back, whisper, "No carry shoulder up, just do your work." As I collect the mission scroll, I thank my chi quietly. New position, new wahala, but also new chance to prove myself.