Big trouble?
Bruno almost wanted to laugh.
Even ignoring everything else, just Nell alone was more than enough to guarantee he wouldn’t run into any "big trouble."
Bruno knew very well—Nell Gaston valued his talent.
That alone made Bruno extrely important.
"Go ahead then," Bruno waved his hand casually.
"I really want to see whether I get in trouble... or you do."
He had zero patience for people whose brains didn’t work properly.
Besides, the Celestial Beast blood and at he got from Tarnison were enough for him to use for a while.
He still needed to trade for the Fire of Protheus inside Elise’s heart and had many plans to work on.
Seeing Bruno’s calm and dismissive attitude, Herdman’s expression darkened.
He frowned and said:
"Don’t push your luck. Nell is strong, yes... but this is Sunset City.
This is Stanford Count’s territory, not—"
Before he could finish, Stanford Count himself walked out, leaning on his cane.
He personally escorted Nell out of the study.
Nell glanced at Bruno and Herdman and said:
"What’s going on?"
Bruno shrugged, looked at Herdman, and said:
"Soone here likes to make trouble."
Nell snorted coldly.
"Bruno is my disciple.
If anyone has a problem with him... they can co talk to ."
Herdman instinctively shrank his neck.
Facing Nell Gaston, he still had enough sense to feel fear.
After Nell left with Bruno, Jake Herdman finally turned to Stanford Count and said:
"Count, they really don’t show you any respect."
Stanford Count tapped his cane lightly on the floor.
Herdman imdiately shut his mouth.
"Nell has every right to ignore .
If not for my noble title, he would have already treated Sunset City as his own territory."
"That’s enough.
Do not provoke anyone under Nell again.
I owe him a favor this ti."
With that, Stanford Count turned and walked back into the study.
Jake Herdman clenched his fists.
The son of a re farr actually dared to be rude to him—
and even caused his favorite son, Philip, to live in fear every day.
"Master, did all the Heavenly Gang mbers die?"
On the way back, Bruno finally asked.
Nell Gaston shook his head.
"A few rats escaped. Not important."
"For now, focus on your cultivation. Don’t relax."
"I have a feeling Sunset City won’t return to its old peace."
"The investigators haven’t left yet.
That ans the God-King Cult still has people hiding sowhere in Sunset City."
Bruno asked with confusion,
"They... might co after too?"
Nell gave him a calm glance and replied:
"That girl you’re close with has already been noticed by the investigators.
Their target will definitely be connected to the God-King Cult."
Girl he’s close with?
Bruno imdiately understood—
Nell was talking about Elise.
It made sense. He had been spending a lot of ti with her lately, and the Fire of Protheus inside Elise was directly tied to the God-King Cult.
It was very possible the cult would notice him soon.
And now he had also entered the investigators’ sights.
That... was troubleso.
If he successfully traded away Elise’s Fire of Protheus, both the God-King Cult and the investigators might notice sothing.
Which ant—
Alex, this identity, was extrely important.
At the very least, before taking Elise’s Divine Gift,
he needed to let Alex, the Great Elder persona, appear in both the cult’s and the investigators’ field of view.
A mysterious Great Elder strong enough to perfectly extract a Divine Gift—
taking Elise’s Fire of Protheus would seem perfectly reasonable, right?
As for Alex’s backstory...
Bruno needed to think carefully.
He felt he could even create an entire mysterious faction in advance,
to prepare for future plans.
Inside his room, Bruno looked at the two jars of Celestial Beast blood on the table and couldn’t help laughing.
Celestial Beast blood was nothing like normal blood.
Even inside a sealed glass jar, it floated slightly, gathering into glowing, shimring masses.
One jar was 100g.
At the old price, that alone was worth 3,000 gold coins—
and now, it would surely be even more.
Aside from the blood, there was also about 150g of Celestial Beast at.
The Book of All Things still had three days left on its cooldown.
Bruno thought for a mont, then decided to eat a little Celestial Beast at first to shorten it again.
"Finally... I can splurge a little."
Bruno smiled as the Book of All Things began glowing once more.
Without hesitation, he took one jar of Celestial Beast blood and headed for the hospital in District Nine, searching for a suitable target.
About two hours later, Bruno left the hospital with a pained expression.
There weren’t many suitable Warlock-Warriors.
And many people wanted things he couldn’t provide yet.
"Sixty years’ worth of breathing technique training, ditation Technique, and cultivation ti...
all for a thousand gold coins.
As expected, for poor people, gold is still the strongest temptation."
A poor man’s health and ti are worth nothing.
These are the only things they can still offer.
Bruno thought for a mont and decided not to return to the dojo to use the Book of All Things.
He worried that if his breathing thod broke through from Perfect to Limit-Breaking,
it might create too much noise—
and that would be very bad.
After all, only a few days had passed, and he already had a Limit-Breaking level ditation Technique.
That wouldn’t make him a genius anymore—it would make him a monster.
Bruno left the downtown area of District Nine and found a remote stretch of wilderness.
He built a small hidden shelter.
Then he slowly closed his eyes.
Contract Book, activate!
[Year One: I continue to refine The Ten Thousand Hells, now completed with the Divine Sun Sutra.]
[Year Two: I feel like I’m close to sothing, but no matter how I ditate, I gain no progress.]
[Year Three...]
[Year Ten: I still have nothing.]
[Year Twelve: Why? I clearly feel the breakthrough right in front of , yet no matter how I ditate, the ditation Technique won’t move forward at all.]
[Why? Why?]
[Year Thirteen: No progress.]
[Year Seventeen: No progress.]
[Year Twenty-Five: Twenty-five whole years, and I’m still stuck in the sa place.
Limit-breaking... limit-breaking... how do I do it?!]
[Limit... what is the real limit holding back?]
[Is it talent? Or is it the ditation Technique itself?]
[Year Thirty: I finally understand.
A Limit-Breaking ditation Technique lets the God Realm fully rge with reality and beco real.
The so-called limit is actually the boundary between the ntal world and the real world!]
[To break the limit is to shatter the gap between the spiritual world and the real one!]
[But why can the spirit even affect the real world? Sothing about this feels strange...
Yet my Perfect-level ditation Technique is slowly improving.
I don’t have ti—I can’t waste effort thinking about that.]
...
[Year Fifty: Twenty years pass in the blink of an eye.
If it were a normal person, they would’ve fallen into despair long ago.]
[My Ten Thousand Hells is now stronger than Perfect, yet still a step away from Limit-Breaking.]
[The gap between reality and spirit is massive.
It cannot be erased in a short ti.]
[Ten years, twenty years... even a hundred years... I can do it!]
[Year Forty-Seven: The boundary!
It is slowly being erased by , little by little!]
...
[Year Sixty: I’m out of ti.
Half the boundary still remains.
My God Realm can already affect part of reality.]
[Ti.
I need more ti!]
Sixty years of ditation Technique training vanished in an instant.
Bruno slowly opened his eyes.
A trace of obsession and pain flashed through them.
Sixty years... and still his ditation Technique failed to reach the Limit-Breaking realm.
If he did not have the Book of All Things, his entire life would already be over.
"It’s too hard. The gap between the real world and the spiritual world... it’s almost impossible to erase."
Bruno took a deep breath.
He did not rush to use the Book of All Things again.
Instead, he chose to digest the training mories he had just gained.
His ntal power spread out, twisting the real world.
God Realm descended quickly!
This ti, Bruno finally felt how the God Realm appeared.
His ntal power acted like a piece of rubber, wiping away part of the gap between the spiritual world and the real world.
Then, within the fading boundary, a temporary space ford once again.
This temporary space was the God Realm.
Bruno slowly stretched out his hand.
A snowflake fell into his palm.
He lifted his head and looked at the sun hanging in the sky.
"Fall," Bruno whispered.
And the sun actually dropped into his hand, burning everything around him.
His ntal power drained like crazy.
Sweat covered Bruno’s forehead.
He quickly dismissed the God Realm.
When he opened his eyes again, the small shelter he built earlier was already on fire.
"That’s right. I’ve touched the Limit-Breaking ditation Technique.
I just need more ti—more ti to erase the boundary between reality and spirit.
Then, with enough ntal power to construct existence, the God Realm can appear in the real world!"
Bruno rushed to put out the flas and left the area at once, going to look for another suitable target.
He only needed to trade for another fifty or sixty years of ti,
and his ditation Technique should finally reach the Limit-Breaking realm!
When that happened, everything would go smoothly.
His strength would rise again—without a doubt.
This ti, Bruno decided to try using Celestial Beast blood to speed up the cooldown of the Book of All Things.
But just as he drank a little Celestial Beast blood,
an accident happened.
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