Darius, Serena and Calvin reached the town center.Nobody talked with them, and even the kids avoided them because they didn’t give off a friendly vibe.And the war glaive that Calvin held did not make things easy for the kids to approach them, either.When Darius tried to approach a kid, that kid ran away.Even a few adults ignored them.“Why are they being so distant?” Serena smelled her clothes. “We don’t smell bad, do we?”“Let’s go to a shop,” Darius said.“Are you seriously going to eat desserts right now?” Serena complained.“We can also get information that we need,” Darius retorted.And they went to the nearest inn they could find, which was the Great Mountain Inn.There was a man standing outside with a violin in his arms, and a bird feather in his cap. “Let me have lunch for free, and I’ll sing praises for your shop and your clan,” he requested the owner.“You’re not a beggar but a songbearer, so I can’t give you a free meal,” the innkeeper Daniel said indifferently.“Unlik

Dahlia guided Darius and others to the training grounds next to the school.There weren’t any onlookers because it was the middle of the day. Even though the sun wasn’t overhead, the heat seemed to seep through the clothes and settle beneath the skin.The ground radiated heat through the soles of Darius boots, and he didn’t seem to be bothered by it.“I was expecting some crowd, but it’s fine,” Darius said. “As long as you learn the lesson, it’s enough.”“Hmph,” Dahlia mildly snorted. “You act as if you already won.”“I’m a Culminated Adept,” Darius replied with calm confidence as he caught the weapon that Calvin tossed at him. “My power lies in my stability.” He faintly released aura through his body.The dust on the ground around him trembled a bit.“You have earth affinity, huh…” Dahlia smirked a bit. “Your attacks may have strength, but what good are your attacks if they can’t land?”“You’re looking down on me just because I’m heavily built,” he stepped forth diagonally, releasing

“Stop it, John,” the steward’s wife spoke ardently. “Young Master Lexar is not in good health. If you fight him, you could put his life in danger.”“I’m not the one who started this,” John replied coldly, his hands folded behind his back. “If he doesn’t want to get beaten, then tell him to move out of the way.”“That’s not happening,” Lexar stood in between Donny and the steward, his eyes showing no fear. “Besides, I don’t think you can beat me. You are many times older than me, but we’re both in the Expert realm. I have a better chance at reaching the master realm before you, so why should I be afraid of you? That doesn’t make any sense.”John’s eyes narrowed like an old wolf that had taken offense by the barking of an ignorant whelp.Lexar lunged. His flaming fist shot forward. There was no brilliant aura, no roaring shockwave.The steward tilted his head. The flaming fist passed beside his cheek. His right hand moved like a claw and caught the young master's wrist.John’s arm twist

Enron did not discuss Warren's condition or the future implications with Lexar.And Lexar did not quite like it because he wanted Enron to talk about it. After all, Lexar was the first son of the clan and the one who was more likely to become the clan’s patriarch in the future.Lexar noticed three unfamiliar faces outside the house. They were Darius, Serena and Calvin.Lexar turned and went into the home.“The fight already ended,” Calvin said. “We were too late.” He seemed disappointed.“That guy is Lexar,” Darius stated, surprising Calvin.“What? I almost didn’t recognize him,” Calvin was startled. “Isn’t he supposed to look very handsome? He didn’t particularly look bad, but he looked far from being healthy.”Serena bit on her fingernail.“What are you think about?” Darius curiously. “Do you want me to introduce you to Lexar?”“Hmph, don’t talk like you know him,” Serena snorted.“Well, I haven’t been in contact since the Seven Jewel Gathering that happened many years back,” Darius

A few hours later.Three elders of the clan were at the patriarch’s house to check on his condition.Fourth Elder Rayson was shaking his head while seeing Warren’s situation. “For a man who forced the White Tempest to retreat… to be lying on the bed like this because of cultivation backlash…”Third Elder Shawn’s jaw tightened. “After I lost an arm, it affected my cultivation quite a bit. It took me years to get to where I was before losing my arm. Warren lost both of his legs. Throwing punches while standing on peglegs… I can’t even imagine how difficult and strange it must feel. Cultivating aura must also have become a lot more difficult. Still, he’s not the type to take reckless decisions like this. What made him push himself, I wonder.”Rayson glanced at Cobbo. “So you can’t predict when he might open his eyes?”Cobbo softly shook his head. “As you know, the issue isn’t just with his body.”Rayson frowned. “How can we open the tunnel without the patriarch? I’ve already sent invitat