LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

This statement left Stan pale as a ghost. He knew that today, no matter what, he couldn’t escape death!

Regret!

Remorse!

Why did he, as a disciple of the Elledge Ancient Clan, come to Emei to try to obtain the Dragon-Slaying Blade?

Is this his retribution predestined by fate?

His father had said that the Dragon-Slaying Blade possessed a certain curse! If not for its true owner, anyone who dared covet it would be punished!

Now, it seemed that the rumors were indeed true! He was facing retribution today!

In that moment, as Stan’s heart felt desolate, he suddenly looked up at Jun and said, “I’m prepared to die! But I have a request!”

Jun smiled. “Feel free to tell me.”

Stan looked at the line of indifferent black-clothed figures behind Jun and despairingly said, “These people are all from my Elledge Ancient Clan. I hope that after my death, you won’t involve them anymore!”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, Jun raised a knife. In an instant, all the black-clothed people who had arrived there without speaking a word all died on the spot.

Silence!

A deathly silence!

When Stan came to his senses, Jun placed his knife next to him.

“Why?!” Stan hysterically shouted at Jun.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Without hesitation, Jun gave an answer. “The Amaterasu Kingdom, founded by your master Hammond, has a tradition: they are like dogs in front of the strong and like wolves in front of the weak!”

“For centuries, they have excelled at biding their time!”

“Their patience, their tenacity, is already ingrained in their genes!”

“But, that’s just a pretty picture!”

“The ugly truth is that, fundamentally, they are wolves!”

“So, do you think I am someone who raises dogs as wolves or lets tigers become a menace?”

After hearing these words, Stan laughed bitterly. “Hahaha… Jun, you are the most ruthless person I’ve ever met in my life!”

Jun’s smile remained unchanged. “This matter does not require your input.”

Saying this, Jun looked back at the sword in front of Stan-the Devotion to Heaven Blade!

Stan didn’t beg for mercy and tremblingly took the precious sword, gritting his teeth.

Clang!

The tip of the blade touched his abdomen!

Stan widened his eyes, drenched in sweat, and again slashed across his abdomen. This is harakiri!

But in his dying moments, Stan still said a sentence to Jun.

“Like me, you will also face retribution.”

With those words, Stan fell to the ground.

Inside and outside the Dragon-Watching Pavilion, it couldn’t have been quieter.

It was like the silence of the grave!

Especially Margaret, the Seven Elders of Mount Emei, and the numerous disciples of Pinkriver Temple. At this moment, none dared even breathe.

Stan had committed countless sins, but he hadn’t spoken a lie.

Jun…

Was too cruel!

At that moment, Kennard returned to this place once again.

Behind him, there were still five people. Apart from Abbott, there were the Four Elements-Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning.

By now, Kennard knew what Jun had done for the Zhenwu Sect and the Huangfu family.

Kennard came to Jun and kowtowed.

“Thank you for your grace!”

Jun simply raised his hand. “Get up. Prepare, tomorrow night we will go to the Island of the Five Emperors.”

Kennard knelt on the ground and couldn’t speak for a long time. It was unclear how much time passed before he hoarsely replied, “Yes!”

Jun didn’t say anything more, took Lyvia, and left the Dragon-Watching Pavilion, heading in the direction of Pinkriver Temple.

Lyvia turned back and gave an order to Nicholas. “Go to Deer-Cutting Forest and bring over the several owls that Darcy raised in her lifetime.”

Nicholas immediately responded, “Yes!”

Just as Nicholas was leaving, Lyvia’s expression suddenly changed drastically. Jun unexpectedly transmitted a message discreetly, “Don’t worry about your life. Endure a little longer, and I’ll take you to the Heavenly Sanctum for detoxification!”

Lyvia remained silent.

At that moment, Margaret and others caught up.

Jun suddenly turned his head and said, “Without my command, no one dares to set foot in Pinkriver Temple. Death!”

The faces of Margaret and others stiffened, and they all kowtowed. “Yes!”

Jun waved his hand. The gates of Pinkriver Temple slammed shut.

Then, Jun swiftly carried Lyvia’s body, disappeared from the spot, and reappeared in Anastasia’s chamber.

After closing the door, Lyvia couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Previously, Lyvia had drunk Stan’s poisoned tea at the Dragon-Watching Pavilion, claiming to not have been poisoned. It was a lie! She just didn’t want to boost the enemy’s momentum!

Jun quickly laid Lyvia on the bed and, without saying a word, immediately placed both palms on her back to channel his true energy and protect her heart meridian.

Lyvia’s voice trembled. “Is there really a cure?”

Jun said, “There’s nothing major wrong!”

At this point, Jun asked another question. “Why go through this?”

Lyvia replied, “Because I’m your wife. In the first half of my life, I held you back, and in the second half, I don’t want to be a burden to you.”

Jun didn’t say anything more and focused on forcing out the toxins from Lyvia’s body.

Half an hour later, Jun finally opened the mechanism leading to the Heavenly Sanctum and took Lyvia inside.

At the same time, on the peak of Emei’s back mountain, a slim figure stood on a thousand-year-old tree. She was dressed in black night clothes, blending into the darkness seamlessly.

This woman’s name was Darlene, a member of the Elledge Ancient Clan, just like Stan. However, she was a descendant of the Hammond family from Amaterasu Kingdom, which Master Hammond had assigned way back.

She had come to Emei not to compete for the top spot in the martial arts competition or to vie for any rewards; she wanted the world to know that the descendants of the Elledge Ancient Clan were returning to their homeland!

Darlene stood lightly on the treetop, gazing in the direction of Pinkriver Temple for some time before turning and leaping down into the black night.

She swiftly moved like a silent black cat, leaving no trace of her presence!

In less than a minute, her figure appeared at the entrance of a cave on Emei’s back mountain.

She was entirely black, except for her eyes, accompanied by three long swords on her back-each a katana.

Her long hair floated behind her. She stood at the entrance of the cave for a while before bowing towards the depth and softly saying, “Darlene reporting a matter.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a man’s voice came from deep within the cave.

“Come forward and speak.”

Only then did Darlene enter the cave.

Inside the depths of the cave, a middle-aged man, dressed in a black tang suit, was seated on a grass mat.

He was also a descendant of the Elledge Ancient Clan, named Alger Hammond. He came from the Amaterasu Kingdom and was the head of the Holy Temple of the Amaterasu Kingdom!

He had another identity.

He was Stan’s biological father!

After Darlene approached him, she calmly said, “Stan has seen the Dragon-Slaying Blade.”

Alger was slightly taken aback but only asked, “Did he obtain it?”

Darlene replied, “Not only did he not obtain it, he died at the hands of Jun, hanging himself.”