Chapter 874: Chapter 874 Slander
Hearing Daisy Wood’s words, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but shiver.
"This girl, if she grows up, she will probably be a ’little witch’-like character."
Thinking of the ’little witch’, Wyatt’s gaze beca distant as an image of a girl in yellow appeared in his mind.
The girl in yellow was none other than ’Karina Hanson’.
"At this ti, I don’t know what Karina is doing... And Little Gold, Little Black, and Little White, I wonder if they have co out from that place yet."
Wyatt let out a sigh to himself, and by the ti he snapped back to reality, he was already following Noel Walton onto a three-story pavilion.
"The three-story pavilion, each floor has a main bedroom, just arrange yourselves."
Noel Walton said to the three of them, "If you’re lacking anything, you can find ... I live in that pavilion over there."
With that, Noel Walton pointed towards a two-story pavilion in the distance.
"Mhm."
The trio nodded and then moved into the pavilion.
Brady Yellow took the bottom floor, Daisy Wood took the second, and Wyatt Barnes took the top floor.
From the main bedroom on the top floor, the view opened up to an endless expanse of blue sky and white clouds.
As the trio entered the pavilion, those Niklaus Woodson disciples who had been crowding around to watch the excitent also dispersed, but excitent that was hard to describe filled their faces.
"I never expected that this ti Brother Shen and Elder Colby would bring back two such outstanding young powerhouses."
"Our Niklaus Woodson can hold our heads up high... The Battle of the Five Peaks is just the beginning."
"Three more days to the ’Battle of the Five Peaks’... It’s so exciting."
...
A smile appeared on the faces of the Niklaus Woodson disciples.
They were disciples of Niklaus Woodson, sharing its glory and disgrace. Being at the bottom of the Five Peaks within the Five Elents Sect made them suffer contempt from disciples of the other four peaks, unable to raise their heads.
They couldn’t stand living like this any longer.
This ti, seeing a chance for a turnaround, they were naturally very excited.
Before long, nearly half of Niklaus Woodson knew about what had just happened.
Suddenly, the disciples who were aware of the matter beca excited and agitated.
While most Niklaus Woodson disciples were excited, so were the exception...
Santos Locke was one of them.
After taking the Pill dicine to heal, Locke’s face, which had swollen like a pig’s head, had returned to normal, showing no signs of the injury.
However, his complexion was now extrely unsightly, and he stood in midair, sowhat anxious and uneasy.
Near the summit of Niklaus Woodson stood a three-story pavilion, perched perilously by the side of a cliff, presenting a treacherous aspect that could not help but alarm onlookers.
Looking at the pavilion before him, Santos Locke’s face was filled with conflict, but finally, gritting his teeth, he leaped up and landed on the pavilion.
"You’re back?"
At that mont, from the third floor of the pavilion, a burly, red-robed old man with a full beard walked out, giving the impression of robustness and simplicity.
"Master."
In front of the old man, Santos Locke was respectfully submissive, but his complexion was sowhat unsightly and he hesitated to speak, as if he had sothing hard to confess.
"What’s wrong?"
The bearded old man noticed sothing was off with Locke and asked in confusion.
"Master."
Santos Locke took a deep breath, well aware that the matter of Callen Hayden’s death would co to his master’s knowledge soon even if he didn’t speak of it now.
Therefore, he chose to co clean.
"Callen Hayden... he..."
Locke looked at the old man with trepidation, his master, and hesitated after speaking three words, seeming unable to continue.
His master had made significant efforts to recruit Hayden into the Five Elents Sect, into Niklaus Woodson, spending much in terms of ti, ’Grade Three Spirit Weapons’, and ’Realm Fragnts’ for the influence Hayden had belonged to.
And now, Callen Hayden was dead, right here in Niklaus Woodson!
"What happened to Callen Hayden?"
The bearded old man’s expression changed.
"Master, Callen Hayden... he’s been murdered!"
Taking a deep breath, Santos Locke finally muster the courage to say.
"What?!"
The bearded old man’s pupils narrowed, with a flash of chilling light, he asked sternly, "Was it soone from Water Peak, Fla Peak, or Earth Peak?"
"None of them."
Locke shook his head.
"None of them?"
The bearded old man frowned, "Then how did he die? Could it have been soone from Gold Peak?"
Upon ntioning ’Gold Peak’, a hint of wariness appeared in the old man’s eyes.
"No."
Locke shook his head again, a wry smile on his face, "It was soone from our Niklaus Woodson."
"From our Niklaus Woodson?"
The bearded old man was shocked, then frowned and asked, "Did he offend so elder, or perhaps one of the middle-aged disciples?"
In his view.
With Callen Hayden’s strength, looking across Niklaus Woodson, aside from the elder of Niklaus Woodson and those middle-aged disciples, almost no one could kill him.
Callen Hayden’s strength was on par with the best of the contemporary young generation in Niklaus Woodson like ’Noel Walton’ and ’Santos Locke’, and even if Noel Walton or Santos Locke made a move, they wouldn’t be able to kill him.
"Not so!"
Santos Locke shook his head again.
"Not so?"
Upon hearing this, the old man with the bushy beard twitched the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a look of horror in his eyes, "Could it be... that it was one of the young disciples brought back from outside by the other elders?"
"Yes."
Santos Locke nodded, his eyes shooting two sharp glints, "It was the young disciple brought back by Noel Walton and Elder Colby...just as they arrived at Niklaus Woodson, they killed Callen Hayden!"
The bushy-bearded old man’s eyes flashed, and he fell silent for a mont.
At this mont, Santos Locke looked at the bushy-bearded man, urging anxiously, "Master, the reason they dared to kill Callen Hayden is simply because Callen Hayden had not yet officially registered as a disciple of the Five Elents Sect, believing that the Sect would not intervene..."
"Now, those two guys have not yet registered either, even if they died, the Sect would not pursue it! Master, you must avenge Callen Hayden and kill those two guys."
By the end, Santos Locke’s eyes were filled with a chilling light, as if they could devour soone.
Today, he had only intended to provoke Noel Walton, to suppress him.
But who could have imagined that he wouldn’t just fail to suppress Noel Walton, even his own companion was killed by soone by Noel Walton’s side.
The mont Callen Hayden was killed, he could sense the mocking gazes of the surrounding Niklaus Woodson disciples looking at him.
This was the first ti in his life he had experienced such imnse humiliation!
Now, all he wanted was for those two who had brought him endless humiliation to die, if they did not die, he could not rest easy.
"Two?"
The forrly silent bushy-bearded old man, upon hearing Santos Locke’s words, could not help but frown, "You an, it took both of them together to kill Callen Hayden?"
"Yes!"
Santos Locke nodded.
He knew clearly that if Brady Yellow had killed Callen Hayden by himself, his master might not do anything to Brady Yellow for the sake of Niklaus Woodson’s ’future’.
But now, stating that it was two people working together to kill Callen Hayden, the situation was completely different.
Before the bushy-bearded old man could respond, Santos Locke huffed, "If those two did not join forces, how could they possibly be Callen Hayden’s opponents? Also, this matter is also Noel Walton’s fault. It was he who stopped
from saving Callen Hayden...Precisely because of this, Callen Hayden was killed by those two."
By the end, Santos Locke’s face reflected grief and indignation, as if everything he said was true.
At the very least, the bushy-bearded old man believed him.
"Hmm!"
After hearing Santos Locke’s story, the bushy-bearded old man snorted coldly, "If they had killed Callen Hayden in a one-on-one situation, it would have been fine... Even without Callen Hayden, Niklaus Woodson wouldn’t be affected with them around!"
"But they dared to join forces, and they destroyed a ’prospective Niklaus Woodson disciple’ who was even better than them... Two individuals inferior to Callen Hayden are useless to Niklaus Woodson."
By the end, the old man’s face was covered in a layer of frost.
"Since they dared to kill Callen Hayden because he was a ’prospective Niklaus Woodson disciple’, then I, too, can kill them, just two insignificant ’prospective Niklaus Woodson disciples’."
Between the bushy-bearded old man’s words, there was a chill.
A prospective Niklaus Woodson disciple refers to soone whom ’Niklaus Woodson’ is willing to accept, and who is also willing to join Niklaus Woodson, but has not yet officially registered as a Five Elents Sect disciple.
Such a person is not protected by the Five Elents Sect.
"Master, if you want to kill them, let’s go now. Before Noel Walton takes them to register as official disciples, let’s get rid of the two of them!"
Feeling his master’s anger, Santos Locke’s eyes flickered with triumph, and he couldn’t help but urge.
"Lead the way!"
The bushy-bearded old man nodded, clearly finding Santos Locke’s argunt convincing.
"Yes!"
Santos Locke flew out excitedly, leading the way, swooping down.
As for the bushy-bearded old man, from start to finish, he followed behind Santos Locke at an even pace and descended with him onto a pavilion halfway up Niklaus Woodson.
"It’s Santos Locke!"
"And his master, Elder Ho."
...
Suddenly, quite a few people popped their heads out from the nearby pavilions, recognizing Santos Locke and the bushy-bearded old man.
"What are they here for?"
"Could it be they are coming to settle the score with the two young disciples brought back by Noel Walton and Elder Colby?"
"It shouldn’t be... This is sothing Santos Locke might do, but Elder Ho definitely wouldn’t."
"Elder Ho, wholly devoted to Niklaus Woodson, certainly wouldn’t do anything that harms the interests of Niklaus Woodson."
...
Due to the presence of the bushy-bearded old man, the Niklaus Woodson disciples inside the various pavilions did not dare to approach and watch the excitent; they were all afraid of accidentally angering Elder Ho.
Elder Ho’s temper was famously ’explosive’ in Niklaus Woodson, and there were few who dared provoke him.
"Are they inside?"
The bushy-bearded old man, who was Elder Gide Ho of the Five Elents Sect’s Niklaus Woodson, looked down at the three-story pavilion beneath his feet, a sliver of cold light passing in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, Master."
Santos Locke respectfully replied and then pumped his Origin Force to amplify his voice, sweeping it down toward the three-story pavilion.
The voice was concentrated, and although it spread throughout the entire three-story pavilion, it was not heard by other Niklaus Woodson disciples who were watching from a distance.
"Wyatt Barnes, Brady Yellow, co out and et your death!"
These were Santos Locke’s exact words.
Inside the pavilion, Wyatt Barnes, Brady Yellow, and Daisy Wood all heard Santos Locke’s words and their expressions simultaneously darkened.
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