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Chapter 304: D-day for Connor Group
Tristan looked remarkably well-recovered, though a trace of subtle makeup still masked the residual bruising on his jawline from the brutal beating he had suffered just days prior."Tristan?" Sara blinked in surprise, her eyes widening as she walked down the stairs. "What are you doing out of the hospital? You were supposed to be under medical observation for at least another week. You shouldn't be walking around, let alone dressed for a gala!""Sara, please, do you honestly think a few minor bruises could keep me away today?" Tristan chuckled softly, his voice carrying an impeccably practiced tone of humble dedication.He took a step forward, adjusting his cuffs with an air of noble sacrifice. "Tonight is the culmination of my life's work. The Connor Group is about to reveal a cure that will rewrite the history of oncology and save millions of lives. I would gladly crawl out of a burning building to see my formula finally given to the world."Hearing his words, Sara felt a wave of de
Chapter 303: Investigating Alistair Reid
When the butler burst back into the sitting room, Patriarch Morrison was still standing exactly where he had left him, a towering monolith of suppressed volcanic fury.James had been laid out on a silk layout cot, his pale, limp arms resting uselessly across his chest while he whimpered under his breath."You are back early," Patriarch Morrison rumbled, his earth-attribute *qi* flaring slightly, instantly lowering the air pressure in the room. "Did the beggars submit, or do I need to begin dismantling their southern shipping lanes?”"Patriarch! I have it!" The butler gasped, dropping to one knee and lifting his phone with both hands. "The Beggar's Sect front gate deacons tried to deny us, claiming the files were under supreme confidentiality. However, on my return, a hidden source within their upper echelons bypassed the restrictions. They leaked the identity directly to me."Patriarch Morrison snatched the phone from the butler's hands.His eyes scanned the text message, narrowing da
Chapter 302: The dark within the sect
The sudden vibration of the butler's cellphone shattered his spiraling thoughts.The butler frowned, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the secure device.It was a text message from an unlisted, completely encrypted number.He tapped the screen, and his eyes instantly widened as he read the single line of text:[The name you seek is Alistair Reid. He resides at the cliffside villa provided by Caleb Bolton.]The butler froze, his breath catching in his throat. Alistair Reid.A name entirely unfamiliar to the high-society circles of the Southern Province, yet tied directly to Caleb Bolton—the business tycoon of Riverdale.The puzzle pieces instantly clicked into place. The mysterious "scholar" wasn't a wandering hermit; he was backed by local finance, masking his identity behind Master Xie's artistic prestige."Driver! Speed up!" the butler roared, a sudden surge of adrenaline completely erasing his previous dread. "Return to the estate immediately! I have the target's name!"Me
Chapter 301: Request denied
The butler stepped closer, his eyes flashing maliciously. "You have exactly one hour to hand over the true name, background, and current residence of the mysterious painter in the gray scholar's robe who attended the Phoenix Hall exhibition tonight. If the Beggar's Sect protects this criminal, or if your elders delay... We will take it that the Beggars sect no longer respects our contribution to its cause in Haven.”The Beggar sect bodyguards exchanged looks briefly before turning to face the butler.“Wait here.”The lead gatekeeper nodded tightly, gesturing for his companion to guard the threshold before turning on his heel.He vanished into the depths of the sprawling, shadowed sanctuary, his wooden staff tapping frantically against the ancient stone pavement.Outside, the air remained heavy and still.The ten elite guards of the Morrison main branch stood like statues, their heavy, hostile pressure causing the silver sea fog to ripple around them.The butler kept his gaze locked on
Chapter 300: By order of Patriarch Morrison
With all the items he had gathered, Alistair would finally be able to begin the refinement of the Sacred Life and Death Pill. Taking a deep breath, Alistair studied the items he had claimed thus far. The four rare components hovered gently above the woven mat, illuminated by a mesmerizing tapestry of contrasting energies.The Eternal Verdant Heart Lotus pulsed with raw, vibrant green vitality, perfectly contrasting the searing, sun-baked heat of the Aeon Sun Phoenix Grass.Beside them, the Spirit-Nurturing Primordial Dew floated as a collection of perfect, crystalline spheres trapped in a vial that emitted a gentle, soul-soothing hum.Finally, the Void-Withered Root sat anchoring the display—a twisted, ash-gray relic that looked completely dead to the untrained eye, yet fundamentally warped the light around it, drinking in the ambient spiritual friction of the room.To any modern cultivator, seeing these four ingredients gathered in one room would be akin to witnessing a myth manife
Chapter 299: Fate was smiling upon him
As a grandmaster who had spent decades fighting through the volatile power structures of the Southern Province, he knew every major powerhouse, every hidden elder, and every regional hegemon.None of them utilized such a bizarre, celestial method of combat.Most high-tier masters in Haven relied on elemental manipulation—fire, wind, or the local wood attributes.A golden aura of that magnitude sounded less like a mortal cultivator and more like a legend from the ancient texts.‘Could it be an old monster from the hidden sects of the capital?’ the Patriarch hypothesized, a bead of sweat forming at his temple, though he quickly suppressed it. ‘No. If an ancient entity of that caliber were in Haven, the Beggar’s Sect would have flagged their arrival weeks ago. He must be utilizing a high-grade illusory relic to mask his true identity and inflate his prowess.’"Trash," the Patriarch spat, waving his hand. "Drag yourselves to the medicine hall and have your fractured meridians stabilized.
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