397: Chapter 337: Great Big Brother_4 397: Chapter 337: Great Big Brother_4 The flickering spirit light flowed discontinuously along the roots from Nolan Gordon’s head.
“Is it…
reading his mories?” Owen Bertram guessed.
Owen had been suspicious when Master gan encountered the Dandelion.
Why was it Master gan?
Was it because of her connection to him?
Was the Dandelion trying to convey so information to him?
However, upon careful reflection, Owen realized that when he had killed those Puppet Demon Beasts, he shouldn’t have left any clues pointing towards himself.
Moreover, even if the Dandelion had known of his existence, as a Demon Being, how could it further know that he had recently “risen rapidly”, becoming a Summit Commanding Officer, with Master gan as his subordinate?
This was completely unreasonable.
There was only one possibility: the encounter between the Dandelion and Master gan was a coincidence.
It could have been Master gan or any other cultivator.
When you find one cockroach, there might already be 20,000 of them in your house.
Master gan was able to resist the brainwashing temptation of the Dandelion’s bewitching sounds, but other cultivators might not be able to – such as Nolan Gordon.
He was willing to give up his interests and even be a nanny to newcors, all to build his reputation.
Was it just because he was a “good person”?
Nolan’s ambition was enormous, but his realm was a weakness.
At this ti, the Dandelion appeared, and he couldn’t resist the temptation.
As Owen was pondering these matters, Nolan’s process had already co to an end.
The roots retracted underground like little snakes, and a small umbrella flew out of the Dandelion, landing in Nolan’s hand, transforming into a palm-sized dark brown blood clot!
Owen squinted his eyes: Demon Beast Essence Blood!
A great supplent for cultivators — It would take at least three Tire-4 Demon Beasts to condense such a large piece of Essence Blood, as not even a single Tire-1 Demon Beast could produce a drop of Essence Blood.
With both hands holding the blood clot, Nolan kowtowed respectfully three tis to the Dandelion before swallowing the blood clot.
Owen’s heart skipped a beat: Nolan had beco…
sowhat possessed!
His mouth had split open to his ears, just enough to swallow the blood clot in one bite.
Then, his eyes showed obvious signs of madness.
It took him a full stick of incense’s ti to suppress this madness.
Owen secretly admired him: A truly ambitious person, able to rely on his own willpower to suppress the risk of possession.
Ambition was his greatest support for his willpower!
Nolan stood up, stretching his body before leaving the valley.
After his exit, the Divine Heavenly Soldier followed him again, determining that his realm had been elevated from the Fourth Great Realm’s four carvings to six carvings, reaching its peak.
His next step could possibly break through to the Fifth Great Realm Canxia!
The speed was truly astonishing, not inferior to Owen, who had his younger brother’s help.
However, there was a fundantal difference between the two: his younger brother’s warmth left no hidden dangers.
As for Nolan…
How far could his ambition take him?
Moreover, although he wasn’t possessed and mad at the mont, his body had undergone so subtle changes.
Outside the valley, Nolan found a place to sit cross-legged and stabilize his realm.
During this process, so Demon Beings appeared, but they all spared him.
The Dandelion had left a mark on him that humans couldn’t detect but Demon Beings could.
As dawn approached, Nolan quietly returned to the camp and pretended to sleep in his tent.
Owen, on the other hand, was considering how to deal with Nolan.
Apart from Master gan and Nolan, there must be other cultivators who had made contact with the Dandelion.
Most of them probably chose the sa path as Nolan.
Dealing with one Nolan couldn’t solve the potential crisis.
But they couldn’t just let Nolan go either.
With his ambitious nature, once he sensed sothing, he might hide quietly, becoming a huge problem in the future!
Today was the day to return.
The herb gatherers chatted happily along the way, each talking about what they planned to do after selling the Spiritual dicine.
Among the newcors, there was a young man in his twenties who had always been shy.
He had joined the team not long ago, and he had been probed by the experienced mbers of the team: he was a disciple of a small sect, who had fallen in love with a daughter of an elder from the sect.
However, the elder was power-hungry and demanded a hefty dowry.
Left with no other choice, the young man ca to the Copper Gorge Extinction Domain to try his luck.
Everyone now laughed and teased him: “This ti when you go back, you’ll have enough for the dowry and take your beautiful wife ho.”
“You must let us know when you get married.
We’ll co to make a ruckus in your bridal chamber.
Don’t worry, we’ll make sure your wedding night is unforgettable, hahaha…”
“In our hotown, there’s a custom of beating the groom on the wedding day.
The harder the beating, the more happiness the couple will have.
I plan to break three whips on you.”
The young man blushed as Nolan ca to his rescue, driving everyone away with a wave of his hand, saying, “You only think about making a ruckus in the bridal chamber.
Have you prepared your red envelopes for the wedding?
I’m going to give a big red envelope.”
Everyone quickly replied, “Of course we’ll give them.”
Nolan suddenly looked at Owen and asked, “Robert, how are you going to spend this money?”
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