Chapter 1568: Chapter 1568: The Real Mastermind
Beau Swayer’s optimism, to a certain extent, also influenced Wyatt Barnes.
In fact, when he first entered and saw the black spider mark on Beau Swayer’s forehead, he was more than ninety percent certain that it was the "Dark Spider Demonic Mark."
Of course, he couldn’t be one hundred percent sure without a spiritual probe.
"Relax."
Wyatt Barnes said to Beau Swayer, his voice gentle, like a warm breeze.
As Beau Swayer’s expression softened, Wyatt Barnes’s spiritual power swiftly reached out, rging imdiately into the center of Beau’s forehead, or more accurately, into the black spider mark on Beau’s forehead.
"Ah!!"
At the mont Wyatt Barnes’s spiritual power entered Beau’s forehead, Beau scread in pain and collapsed.
"What are you doing?"
Standing by, Jordan Swayer’s face changed slightly, and he glared angrily at Wyatt Barnes.
However, Wyatt Barnes did not pay him any mind.
Yet, a faint, confident smile appeared on Wyatt’s lips.
This smile naturally fell into Jordan Swayer’s eyes, making his heart skip, "Could he have a way?"
From the mont Wyatt Barnes appeared before him to easily suppressing the Swayer Family’s inner court steward and then now with such deanor after observing Beau Swayer’s ’condition’... Jordan Swayer found Wyatt increasingly inscrutable. He felt that even though this young man was not a Saint Realm powerhouse, he was even more mysterious than one.
"Do you have a way?"
Taking a deep breath, Jordan Swayer asked solemnly.
But Wyatt Barnes still ignored him, moving to the bedside, pressing his right thumb on the black spider mark on Beau Swayer’s forehead.
In the next mont, the black spider mark on Beau Swayer’s forehead faded a little.
Although it only faded slightly, Jordan Swayer, who was watching with full concentration, clearly saw it.
At this mont, without needing Wyatt Barnes’ response, he got the answer he wanted, a genuine smile erging on his face.
"Umm..."
As Wyatt Barnes stepped back, Beau Swayer regained consciousness, his pale complexion slightly improving.
"What just happened? Why do I feel... as if I’m much better?"
Beau Swayer said, a bit confused.
After a mont, as if realizing sothing, he stared intently at Wyatt Barnes, "Was it... you?"
"Who else could it be? Elder Crawford?"
Wyatt Barnes, naturally aware of what Beau Swayer was asking, replied with a faint smile, "I roughly understand your situation... Helping to remove the ’Demonic Mark’ you are afflicted with isn’t difficult, but it requires so materials. With the Swayer Family’s resources, those materials shouldn’t be hard to find."
Halfway through Wyatt Barnes’s words, Beau Swayer beca stunned and did not hear the rest.
Although he didn’t know what the ’Demonic Mark’ was, he vaguely guessed it was related to his condition.
Most importantly, the young man in purple robes before him seed to suggest he could heal him?
This...
In that instant, Beau Swayer felt as if he had risen from Hell to Heaven.
It’s important to know that after the recent period of pain and tornt, he had almost lost hope.
However, he didn’t expect that just as the fourth-grade Saint Refiners adept in alchemy within the palace had declared he wouldn’t live to see next month, he would see the dawn of hope.
The dawn of hope instantly swept away the gloom in his heart.
If one could live, who would choose to die?
Especially dying in such an unclear way.
"What is a Demonic Mark?"
At this ti, Jordan Swayer asked in confusion.
"A Demonic Mark is also a type of Saint Marking... However, unlike ordinary Saint Markings, it is a harmful Saint Marking, and it’s a one-ti use marking, similar to a Taoist Talisman."
Wyatt Barnes explained bluntly.
"Such a Saint Marking exists?"
Jordan Swayer couldn’t help but exclaim, "This is the first ti I’ve heard of it."
"But how did young Beau get afflicted by such a Demonic Mark?"
Jordan Swayer asked puzzledly.
"A Demonic Mark, being a Saint Marking, is also inscribed... It is usually hidden within a holy artifact, seamlessly integrating with ordinary Saint Markings, yet difficult to detect. Once one has been in contact with a holy artifact carrying the Demonic Mark for so ti, the power of the Demonic Mark will fully attach to the person who contacted the artifact."
Wyatt Barnes elaborated.
And what he knew of this ca from a Jade Slip that recorded the "Arcane Pattern Technique."
However, the Jade Slip only ntioned so Demonic Marks, along with thods for neutralizing them, but not the inscription thod.
Furthermore, according to the Jade Slip, there are many Demonic Marks, and it only recorded so of the more common and basic ones.
The Dark Spider Demonic Mark, being a two-star Demonic Mark, is naturally among the more common and basic ones.
"Holy artifact?"
Hearing Wyatt Barnes’s words, Jordan Swayer and Beau Swayer exchanged glances, both seeing disbelief in each other’s eyes.
"I heard that young Master Swayer beca like this after accepting a holy artifact bestowed by the Emperor?"
Wyatt Barnes asked straightforwardly after a mont’s thought.
Jordan Swayer fell silent.
"It couldn’t have been uncle."
Beau shook his head, speaking with absolute certainty.
The uncle he referred to was none other than the current emperor of Fletcher Kingdom.
"Could you show
that sacred artifact?"
Wyatt Barnes asked Beau.
Even though Wyatt hadn’t completely cured him yet, he had helped him recover significantly, which was undeniable. Therefore, in Beau’s mind, Wyatt was seen as his ’lifesaver,’ making him very cooperative with Wyatt’s requests.
"Here it is."
Beau raised his hand, taking out a seven-foot-long spear, handing it over to Wyatt.
As soon as the spear was in hand, Wyatt could sense its extraordinary nature, or more accurately, the exceptional material it was made of.
The mont he grasped it, a biting cold spread through his fingers.
Wyatt’s gaze then fell upon the spear’s shaft, where he saw three Saint Markings engraved.
He recognized all these markings as three-star Saint Markings.
According to his knowledge, Beau’s spear should have a four-star Saint Marking; since it’s not on the shaft, it must be on the spearhead.
Indeed, Wyatt found the four-star Saint Marking on the spearhead, marking the first ti since arriving in Martial Dao Sacred Land that he’d seen an artifact inscribed with ’four-star Saint Markings.’
The four-star Saint Markings were sothing Trevor Baillie couldn’t inscribe.
Not because Trevor lacked expertise in the art of Saint Markings, but because his cultivation wasn’t high enough.
Once Trevor breaks through to the Saint Realm, becoming a Saint Realm expert, with his ntal power further enhanced, inscribing four-star Saint Markings wouldn’t be difficult.
With a breakthrough in cultivation, Trevor would beco a ’four-star Saint Marking Master’!
"Is there a problem?"
Beau couldn’t help but ask.
However, Wyatt didn’t answer him because his full attention was focused on the four-star Saint Marking on the spearhead.
Wyatt couldn’t identify what type of four-star Saint Marking it was.
As ti passed, after a deeper observation, Wyatt noticed so traces in the four-star Saint Marking’s pattern. Though the traces were faint, they couldn’t escape his ntal power’s scrutiny.
"It really is a demonic mark!"
At so unknown point, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Wyatt’s mouth.
"You say the emperor couldn’t possibly want to harm you?"
Retracting his gaze, Wyatt looked at Beau and asked.
"Yes."
Beau nodded with absolute certainty. "Besides being my uncle by marriage, his current status gives him no motive to harm . And moreover..."
As he spoke, a blush appeared on Beau’s pale face, resembling a shy young lady, leaving his words unfinished.
"If Beau hadn’t encountered this issue... within six months, he would have wed ’Princess Delilah Brightfall’. This marriage was granted personally by the emperor."
Just as Wyatt furrowed his brow over Beau’s unfinished words, Jordan Swayer said with a smile, "And Princess Delilah Brightfall is the emperor’s only daughter."
Wyatt suddenly understood.
Given this, the emperor indeed had no motive to harm Beau.
As the only daughter, according to normal logic, the emperor would definitely dote heavily on Princess Delilah Brightfall.
It’s impossible, after granting the marriage, to then harm the future husband of the princess.
After all, this world, much like ancient tis on Earth where Wyatt ca from, held won’s reputation in particularly high regard and wouldn’t joke about such matters.
"If it wasn’t the emperor... then perhaps that ’demonic mark’ was inscribed later."
Wyatt looked towards Beau, asking, "Did you lend the spear to anyone after the emperor gifted it to you? Inscribing a ’demonic mark,’ even for a highly skilled Demon Cultivator Saint Marking Master, requires a day and night’s effort! After all, demonic marks aren’t ordinary Saint Markings; they are harmful markings."
"Right, Beau, did you lend the spear to anyone after obtaining it?"
Jordan Swayer also asked.
Before Beau could respond, the looks from Wyatt and Jordan already provided the answer.
As soon as Wyatt and Jordan finished speaking, Beau’s complexion shifted dramatically, with his gaze flashing with struggle, confusion, and finally anger.
"Who was it?"
Jordan’s eyes flashed with frost as he asked coldly.
In that instant, Wyatt could feel the temperature in the room seem to drop.
"Truly impressive, a Saint Realm expert’s anger is unlike that of ordinary people."
Wyatt clicked his tongue secretly.
"Myles Swayer."
Beau sighed.
"It was him!"
Jordan’s face grew darker, "He must have really lost his mind... I’ll go take him to the ’Enforcent Hall’ right away!"
As he spoke, Jordan was about to step out.
"Grandfather Crawford!"
"Wait!"
Beau and Wyatt’s voices rang out almost simultaneously, stopping Jordan Swayer.
"Hmm?"
Jordan looked at Beau in confusion and then at Wyatt, wondering why both stopped him, seemingly preventing his action.
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