117: Chapter 116: Beg to Roll Over (7th update)_1 117: Chapter 116: Beg to Roll Over (7th update)_1 “From the experience in the Bone Sea, we can infer that our Honored Lord has already seen the hidden dangers in each of our cultivation processes.
To make further progress, we must completely eliminate the various hidden dangers that have accumulated over the thousands of years of our cultivation.
Otherwise, even if we can continue to advance, our foundation will be shaky, and like a rootless tree, we would eventually collapse.”
“We all know our own weaknesses and hidden dangers in cultivation.
These are our weak points which we would not tell anyone other than ourselves.
Yet our Honored Lord could find out the problems just by hearing our previous stories.
In front of our Honored Lord, our cultivation is truly insignificant.
How ridiculous we were in our past self-confidence, always thinking that we had reached a high level in our cultivation and achievents.
We are so ashad, so ashad!”
The Drowned Ghost Princess and the two others nodded in agreent.
With sincerity, the King of Souls said: “Since we have gained experience from the Bone Sea and know how to comprehend, let’s each think about our weaknesses and hidden dangers, and how to make up for them using the Dandelion Killer.
“Our Honored Lord has already pointed out the direction.
From now on, we must strive to beco stronger.
If we still cannot understand the profound aning of our Honored Lord, I’m afraid we’ll be abandoned by him!”
The Drowned Ghost Princess and the Corpse Fiend once more nodded emphatically, saying, “We will go ponder now!”
“I will go as well.
In the anti, you’ll handle all the affairs of the Ghost Zone in the Bone Sea.”
As the three people gradually disappeared, the Lord of the Skeleton Sea laughed smugly: “Hehe, it’s finally my turn to be in charge!
Hehehe!”
…
Owen Bertram had no idea that such a scene had occurred in the Ghost Zone after he had left.
He controlled Little Loach to return to the Taoist Temple.
Looking at the Dandelion Killer in front of him, a sense of satisfaction arose: Almost all of the Dandelion Killers from this Magic Wave were in his hands!
Little Loach wriggled over to his feet, opening its mouth wide and panting, rubbing its big head affectionately on Elder Brother’s trouser leg.
To make itself appear more adorable, Little Loach controlled its body size to be only as big as a small dog.
Owen Bertram patted its head, knowing that this ti he couldn’t fool it.
If he didn’t feed it, it would definitely sulk at him.
“If you eat this, will you have indigestion?”
Little Loach shook its head repeatedly, its two pale gold whiskers almost gesturing in sign language, indicating: Last ti was an accident, your second brother can eat and drink well, and I’m in great shape.
Owen Bertram threw in the three smallest pieces.
Little Loach did not move but still panted with its tongue out, trying to please him.
Owen Bertram pursed his lips and added three more pieces.
But Little Loach was still not satisfied, and continued to pant.
Owen increased the number to nine pieces, but Little Loach still stuck its tongue out.
Owen glared at it: “Still not satisfied?
Do you know how much these nine pieces are worth?
You’re a spendthrift!
I’ve told you before, when living as a family, we should be frugal and save for a rainy day!
“If it weren’t for my careful planning, we would have been stuck in this Taoist Temple, and you would have starved to death by now!”
“This is all you get for this al.
Take it or leave it.
If you don’t eat it, I’ll take it back!”
Little Loach coiled itself around Elder Brother’s leg, refusing to let go.
After a while, it managed to claw one more piece from his hand.
With a total of ten Dandelion Killers, Little Loach happily gobbled them up one by one.
Soon, it was utterly full, and its eyes narrowed into slits as it contentedly returned to its wooden bottle to digest.
Owen Bertram couldn’t help but smile and shook his head.
Despite Little Loach’s repeated assurances that it would not have indigestion from eating Dandelion Killers, it took until the early morning of the next day to fully digest the ten pieces, finally sending a surging warmth to Elder Brother!
At this ti, Owen Bertram had already awakened.
This warmth was incredibly concentrated and seed purer than every previous flow of warmth.
However, for so reason this ti, the Ancient Lamp Artifact didn’t float like the Great Seal Apparition within the ridians.
Instead, it sent out a tiny fla, the size of a bean, which followed the ridians.
Due to the lamp’s fla, the fire within the ridians beca more refined.
After the fla returned to the Ancient Lamp Artifact, the fire within the lamp grew slightly larger.Owen Bertram felt that in so sense, he had beco stronger again, but he couldn’t pinpoint where exactly he had improved.
“Soul?” He guessed.
…
Jim was restless all night.
Although Owen Bertram was very calm, he was always worried that the revered Lords of the Extinct Village would suddenly co to kill them.
Early in the morning, he was called over by Owen Bertram: “You go to the Extinct Village today and ask York Gordon and the others to co here.”
Jim was startled: “Ask them to co?”
It’s great if they don’t co to cause trouble.
Why seek trouble?
Owen Bertram said: “You just follow my instructions, I have a plan.”
Then he added: “You tell York Gordon and the others: if they want to live, they better co to beg !”
“What?!” Jim stared in amazent.
Wasn’t this attitude a bit arrogant?
Although Mr.
Bertram’s ability is unpredictable, York Gordon and the others were plotting against him – Why would they still provoke them at this ti?
But Owen Bertram emphasized again: “Say exactly what I said, don’t change a word!
Otherwise, be prepared to lose your body and soul!”
Finally, Jim realized sothing and wiped away his earlier uneasiness, asking with a secret delight: “Can it really work?”
Owen Bertram didn’t say much and urged him with a glare: “Go now!”
“Alright!” Jim trotted off.
Mr.
Bertram wasn’t a fool – he dared to make such a bold statent knowing he could take control over York Gordon and the others!
Jim didn’t know the secret behind it, but he was sure that he would obediently do whatever Mr.
Bertram asked for his whole life.
York Gordon and the others were conspiring against Mr.
Bertram and now they face the music.
I am now completely loyal to Mr.
Bertram!
…
Half a Shichen (an hour) later, Jim lifted his head to look at the sky with his hands behind his back.
With total disregard for the hundreds of military officers, he asked: “Where are York Gordon and the others?”
A Prescott stepped forward, bowing his head: “They are in the village.
I will go and invite them out.”
Although the Prescott rank is higher than Chief Flag, who would dare to defy the Chief Flag of the Internal Canon?
“Go quickly.
I will only wait for them for a cup of tea.
After that, whether they live or die is none of my business!” Jim’s tone was extrely arrogant, and the Prescott and the surrounding military officers showed a mixture of surprise and flattery!
Ah, how wonderful!
Jim felt a sense of freedom in his heart.
Although he used to take advantage of his identity as a mber of the Internal Canon, he never showed such a carefree attitude!
Having Mr.
Bertram as a reliable support is great!
The Prescott hurriedly entered the village, while several military officers carried the table and chairs for Jim, and a few attractive female military officers stood nearby, brewing tea and attending to him.
Jim, the Chief Flag, reclined with his legs crossed, swaying back and forth, thoroughly enjoying himself.
None of the military officers around dared to offend him.
He had just said that the lives of York Gordon and the others were now in his hands.
After all the Dandelion Killers were seized, everyone in the village knew that a catastrophe was imminent.
York Gordon and the other six were the first to bear the brunt, and they too wouldn’t have a good outco.
At this mont, Jim’s appearance made everyone mistakenly think that he was sent by the authorities.
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