The "my grandson the god-grandfather" bit was naturally just Jiang Yuan's internal monologue.
If he actually said that, he'd be torn apart by these fanatics the next second.
In this world, whether Salvation faction or demon faction, prodigies were allowed to exist.
Jiang Yuan had specifically asked Wang Rou to gather relevant information.
Setting aside past fanatics, among current fanatics alone, there were several super-geniuses.
For example, one of the youngest fanatics was only 22 years old but already a high-tier powerhouse!
And only one step away from entering super-tier!
Absolutely ridiculous!
That was super-tier we're talking about...
Not to use power as an analogy, but position!
According to Jiang Yuan's knowledge, the minister of the Salvation Organization's Bingjiang Province headquarters was only a high-tier first-grade powerhouse.
Super-tier would definitely be at the regional headquarters minister or sub-minister level.
So was an 18-year-old early-tier third-grade still rare?
The gym was on the seventh floor—several thousand square meters of space, quite large.
Many people were training inside at the moment.
Jiang Yue and Jiang Yuan's arrival attracted considerable attention.
"Jiang Yue, free today?"
"Lady Jiang Yue!"
"Huh? Is this Lady Jiang Yue's boyfriend? Very handsome!"
"Lady Jiang Yue, greetings!"
Those who saw Jiang Yue greeted her.
Only one or two called her by name directly "Jiang Yue"; most called her "Lady Jiang Yue."
In demon organizations, the convention was to use "Lord/Lady" (大人) as an honorific.
This title was based on position.
Jiang Yue was a mid-tier Seeker, higher in status than ordinary professionals, so low-tier professionals had to address her as "Lord/Lady."
But the highest status definitely belonged to Transmitters. They didn't need to concern themselves with strength levels; unless it was a much stronger senior, everyone had to address Transmitters as Lord/Lady.
"This is my brother Jiang Yuan, not my boyfriend."
Jiang Yue greeted these people with a smile, introducing Jiang Yuan to them.
"Oh? So he's the brother! No wonder he's so handsome!"
"Tsk tsk, your family has excellent genes!"
"Isn't that obvious? Lady Jiang Yue's family's excellence isn't just in looks, but in talent!"
"Indeed!"
Jiang Yue smiled without commenting, leading Jiang Yuan to the front desk to handle procedures.
The so-called procedures were actually more like formally certifying Jiang Yuan's identity!
A certification as a Shan Min demon fanatic!
With this certification, Jiang Yuan was officially joining the Shan Min demon organization, becoming one of them.
In this world, despite the many, many demon believers, only a very small portion qualified to truly join.
"Gasp... Just turned eighteen a month ago? Early-tier third-grade? As expected of your brother, this talent is terrifying!" The young woman at the front desk exclaimed, her eyes lighting up as she looked at Jiang Yuan.
But with Jiang Yue beside her, she didn't dare flirt with Jiang Yuan.
She quickly processed a card for Jiang Yuan.
The card contained Jiang Yuan's identity information and which demon he belonged to. Strength level wasn't displayed; the profession column simply read "Fanatic."
This was the formal identity certification of the Shan Min demon faction.
Actually, if anyone else came to process this identity, they would need to undergo layers of assessment, screening, and confirmation.
Otherwise, who knew if you were an infiltrator?
But with Jiang Yue, a mid-tier Seeker, personally bringing him, all intermediate steps were skipped, and identity certification was granted directly.
"From now on, you're a fanatic of our Shan Min Sacred God."
Jiang Yue looked pleased and proud. "You're just a fanatic now, but if you want to hold any position in the future, you must be selected by a Transmitter Lord."
"If not selected by a Transmitter Lord, no matter how high your strength, you can only remain a fanatic."
"But once selected by a Transmitter Lord, you're completely loyal to him. Even other Transmitter Lords—you cannot join them, or it's considered betrayal!"
Jiang Yuan examined the Shan Min identity card in his hand and nodded. "I understand, Sis."
Jiang Yuan was certainly already clear on what she'd said.
This wasn't just true for the Shan Min demon faction; every demon organization operated this way.
To put it simply: if a demon organization had ten Transmitters selected, those ten Transmitters were equivalent to ten factions within the organization, each developing their own forces without interfering with each other.
Of course, if danger threatened the entire demon organization, they would definitely unite.
But under normal circumstances, they played their own games, even existing in conflict and competition with each other!
Because above Transmitters, or rather above Demon Princes and Demonesses, there was one highest identity—
Grand Transmitter!
Also called Grand Demon Prince or Grand Demoness.
Actually still a Transmitter, but there was only one Grand Transmitter in any demon organization, with the highest position and authority.
And Grand Transmitters were selected from ordinary Transmitters.
Selection criteria depended on the forces you controlled, contributions made, achievements reached, etc.
According to intelligence, the Fourth Transmitter that Jiang Yue belonged to was mid-to-lower ranked within the Shan Min demon organization.
"Let's go, let me see what your strength and potential are really like!"
Jiang Yue waved, leading Jiang Yuan toward the combat zone.
Quite a few people followed with interest. They had heard earlier that Jiang Yue's brother Jiang Yuan had just turned eighteen a month ago and hadn't sacrificed any Awakeners, yet was already early-tier third-grade!
This was definitely a genius!
Naturally, it aroused their curiosity.
The group arrived at the combat zone with a flourish. Those originally fighting here immediately yielded their positions, watching curiously from the side.
"Attack me freely, use your straight sword. No need to hold back; give it your all."
The two reached the center of the combat zone. After Jiang Yue stood ready, she spoke.
Jiang Yuan wasn't polite. With a shua, he drew his straight sword.
"Careful!"
The moment he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan charged straight at Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue, standing casually in place, saw Jiang Yuan's speed and her expression flashed with thick surprise. The surrounding spectators also gasped in unison.
Clearly, they were all shocked by Jiang Yuan's speed.
As for Jiang Yuan, when he approached, he directly slashed at Jiang Yue's neck.
However, Jiang Yue merely stepped back slightly, then her right hand moved lightning-fast—so fast Jiang Yuan had no time to react—before he felt tremendous force at his wrist, then was gently twisted by Jiang Yue. His hand involuntarily loosened.
The sword in his hand fell into Jiang Yue's possession accordingly.
When he looked carefully.
The blade tip had already stopped at his throat.
Everything was so relaxed and effortless.
"Not bad, very good. Come, continue!"
Jiang Yue put away the sword and tossed it straight back to Jiang Yuan, saying enthusiastically.
Jiang Yuan wasn't discouraged. He wasn't suppressing his strength, endurance, or speed, but he was suppressing ninety percent of his combat technique.
Because strength, endurance, and speed could be explained—monstrous talent, for example.
But combat technique was purely accumulated through large amounts of combat and actual battle, especially life-and-death battles.
He charged at Jiang Yue again.