All Chapters of Supreme Legacy: Rise and Revenge: Chapter 101
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Philip Mason was struck dumb, but everyone else moved on instinct. They grabbed the crash cart and pressed on with the resuscitation.It wasn’t that they trusted Adrian so completely—only that they desperately wanted to save these people.Even a sliver of hope could not be abandoned.Lorenzo Watson surveyed the room, then leaned to murmur by Adrian’s ear.“Master, I don’t think they’re going to make it. Can you really bring the dead back to life?”He had great faith in his own skill, but the patients on these beds looked beyond saving—at least beyond what he could do.Could Adrian truly manage it?He couldn’t be sure.Adrian didn’t pause. He didn’t dare waste a second.“Life and death can’t be judged by appearances alone. The soul is the key. As long as the soul remains, there’s a chance.”“The true end is when the soul leaves the body. That’s death.”Not just Lorenzo—others in the ER thought Adrian’s words sounded arcane. But they had no time to argue.As order settled back into the
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Adrian smiled; it was the first time he’d seen Jasper Emerson so flustered.“Don’t worry. I’ve got this.”At his words, Jasper’s heart settled. It seemed Philip Mason’s departure from the hospital was all but sealed.“I’ve already done preliminary work on the patients. Now, unfasten their clothing.”The ER team obeyed at once.Adrian opened his case, pinched four silver needles in one hand, and, without shifting his stance, sent them true—each one buried precisely where it needed to go.He repeated the process with the remaining four patients.“Done.”The tight band around everyone’s chests seemed to loosen. Only Philip Mason gave a dismissive chuckle.“Amateur.”Adrian ignored him and turned to Lorenzo Watson. “Do not remove the needles before I return.”Lorenzo nodded. “You can count on me, Master. With me here, nobody’s touching them.”He cut a glare toward Philip Mason. If this brat wanted to cross his master, he’d be watching him like a hawk.“I’m going. Time won’t wait.”“How lo
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“Dr. Doyle, the Breeze Mountain masters are formidable. Why don’t we wait here for the outcome?”Adrian nodded. If others could shoulder the task, he wasn’t obliged to go himself. Besides, with Ophelia standing firm, she clearly wouldn’t let them pass easily.From the nearby summit, he could feel it—a battle raging, fierce and ongoing.He took two steps forward, hands clasped behind his back, gaze fixed on the distance as if he could truly see the fight unfolding blow by blow.Seeing him drift ahead without making for the mountain, Ophelia discreetly tugged Roy Thornton’s sleeve.“What is wrong with you?”Roy blinked, baffled by her irritation. “What?”“You told HQ you were bringing in help. And you brought two doctors? I thought you’d come with someone serious—with authority, with intel—”Roy faltered. He had brought someone serious, but Ophelia refused to let them go up.“But Dr. Doyle isn’t just anyone. You know Lorenzo Watson? He’s his student.”“What?”Now Ophelia was the one thr
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Damn it.Roy Thornton swore inwardly. He had no doubt about Adrian—but alone against that? Even he couldn’t believe it.The Daoist masters had already retreated from the mountain. Their teams wouldn’t be up there either. Adrian was walking into a slaughter.Eleven Lloyd pounded after Roy. As a practitioner himself, he could feel it—Adrian had already reached the heights.Please, let nothing happen.He breathed the prayer and ran harder.Inside the cave, a fire threw wavering light across rough stone.The black-cloaked warlock sat apart from the traffickers, a measured distance kept. The gang’s leader whispered with his men, glancing over at the cloaked figure.“Boss, if we’re getting out of here, he’s our only shot.”“Shut it. You think I don’t know? His price is obscene.”The leader ground out a bitter sigh. They had no other options.A year’s work, gone to ash.“Boss, maybe talk to him again. Otherwise, we’re dead men.”“Yeah, Boss—no life, no more money to make.”“Let me think…”He
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“Don’t panic, Ophelia. Dr. Doyle must be anxious because time’s slipping away.”“What good is anxiety? Can he win?”Roy Thornton’s words only stoked her frustration—Dr. Doyle was being reckless.Eleven Lloyd and the three Daoist masters, however, disagreed.“I’m not so sure,” Eleven said, shaking his head. “The black warlock’s dual-path pressure is bearing down on Dr. Doyle directly, and yet it doesn’t touch him.”One Daoist nodded. “The age gap is vast, yes—but I think this young man might prevail.”Another kept his gaze fixed on Adrian. “I won’t say he’ll win for certain, but he’s unquestionably formidable.”As they spoke, Adrian moved—closing with Singh.Singh hadn’t expected the young man’s cultivation to be so profound. No matter how he accelerated, Adrian stayed with him.The crimson staff in Singh’s hand, though unadorned, bit the air like a blade. Every strike carved up a slicing gale; Adrian slipped through them all.“How is that possible?”Singh stopped holding back. The sta
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Hearing the fatal resolve in Singh’s voice, Adrian had no intention of giving him the chance.The half-broken staff in Singh’s hand was about to smash across Adrian’s back—yet in the next instant, Adrian vanished.“Damn it!”Singh swung again, but now he couldn’t find the slightest opening to strike; even defending himself was growing harder by the second.Adrian’s blows came swift and relentless, steadily draining Singh’s strength and focus.A Daoist priest stared, dumbfounded, and sucked in a sharp breath.“This young man… he defies reason…”More than that—he was monstrous.The other two wiped cold sweat they hadn’t noticed gathering. This was beyond prodigy; it was monstrous.In all their lives they had never seen anyone like Adrian. Not because his cultivation was unfathomable—though it was—but because he was so young. Still so young.It would be hard to find a second talent like him in the entire Novaland Republic.“He’s already far beyond our master,” the priest finally said aft
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The Daoist priests nodded in rapid agreement.“I’ve never seen such a prodigy—no, a savant. It’s beyond anything I could have imagined.”“Yes. So young, and destined for far greater things.”Adrian raised a hand to forestall further praise. “Masters—and Eleven Lloyd—help me with one more task.”He drew a three-legged ancient bronze cup from his coat. “I need you to help me guide these souls on their way.”He released all the spirits he had taken in earlier. Faces turned solemn at once as they formed the array and began the rite. Roy Thornton stood guard, letting no one approach. Time bled away, minute by minute. He stole glances at his phone, anxiety rising. Six hours were nearly up; worry for the commander and their comrades gnawed at him. But he didn’t dare interrupt, afraid of breaking Adrian’s focus.After what felt like the hundredth glance at his screen, Adrian finally opened his eyes.“Dr. Doyle!”Roy strode forward in a single step. “We’re out of time. Should we head straight
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Adrian knew this was no time to spar with Philip Mason and ignored his barbed tone.Before their eyes, Adrian picked up a silver needle and drove it swiftly into an acupoint on the commander’s body. Then he took the commander’s wrist and began a steady, focused pulse reading.Yet the tight draw of his brows and the grave set of his features made everyone uneasy. After so long a delay, all they could do was try.He exhaled sharply and drew the three-legged ancient bronze cup from his breast once more. The cup gleamed with a soft golden radiance as he tossed it into the air above the ward.“Out.”With a brighter flare, the bronze trembled, and threads of lucid light streamed from within, shaping themselves into one translucent figure after another. After Adrian and the others had cleansed and guided them, the souls shone immaculate, pale and weightless. Though half-transparent, each bore a faint likeness to its owner, gold limning their edges.The ward fell into stunned silence.“What i
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Seeing the commander awake, Roy Thornton rushed forward at once.“Reporting, sir—everyone’s accounted for!”The commander burst into hearty laughter. Color returned to his cheeks; animated, he looked nothing like a patient.“Commander, I’m fine!”“Me too—clear-headed and refreshed!”“And me—I feel like I could get out of bed right now!”One patient started to rise, only to be eased back by the nurses.“Good, good. Well done, Little Stone—well done, all of you!”The commander was so delighted he was nearly dancing. He remembered how dire things had been—several of his men gravely wounded—and before he joined the fight, Roy had thumped his chest and vowed not one would be lost.Hearing himself called “Little Stone” again, Roy scratched the back of his head, sheepish. “Sir—everyone’s watching.”A ripple of easy laughter moved through the ward.“Since everyone’s all right,” Ophelia said crisply, “it’s time we found the mole.”Faces froze.“The mole?”She nodded. “Yes. Dr. Doyle would have
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At that, everyone shook their heads. Joking aside, a man like that deserved a beating. Two slaps were merciful. All their hard work had nearly been ruined by one petty schemer.Adrian almost laughed. Ophelia hadn’t broken any law—only internal discipline. Without a crime, what “abuse of power” was there to speak of?The commander shot a glance at Ophelia and Roy Thornton. They stepped forward at once and restrained Philip Mason.“The needle,” Ophelia demanded, her tone flinty.Philip, trembling, fished a silver needle from his pocket.Ophelia and Roy exchanged a look; she produced a sealed evidence bag and a pair of white gloves. Pulling them on, she took the needle and secured it.“Why did you pull it?” the commander asked. “Are you colluding with the traffickers?”Philip’s knees wobbled. “Sir, I swear I had nothing to do with them!”“Lies,” Ophelia snapped. “If you weren’t in league with them, why risk the commander’s life by removing the needle?”“I didn’t!” Philip babbled, despera