Throughout my journey, I'd always sensed that sothing was lacking in my pursuit of the Dao technique.
Following this ordeal, I finally discovered my true Dao technique.
"Who would have thought that disaster could bring fortune," I breathed deeply.
My Dao technique centers on maintaining righteousness through slaughter!
Only through decisive killing could I advance into the Martial Saint Realm!
I was determined to follow this path until its very end!
"Maintaining righteousness through slaughter?"
Saron seed to have figured out sothing.
I answered, "Though our Dao thods share similarities, we don't co from the sa source."
Saron sneered, "How can you be certain that our Dao techniques differ?"
"While I also maintain the path through killing, I don't massacre innocents without cause. One simply shouldn't be overly rciful," I responded steadily.
"After all, I still care for ordinary people."
Saron humd softly and dropped the topic.
I paid no attention to Saron, my face showing a trace of enthusiasm.
With this breakthrough, the only thing I lack to beco a Martial Saint is a single stalk of Heavenly Vanilla," I mused internally.
Speaking of which, I thought about Saron.
So, I called out ntally, "Saron, with your power, beating a Martial Saint shouldn't be difficult, right?"
"Martial Saint? You're looking down on ," Saron sneered.
"Even though I'm only using your body and can't show my full power, I'm still a cultivator at the Peak of Mighty Realm. A Martial Saint ans nothing to ."
I humd in acknowledgnt, saying, "I need your assistance now. Help locate a stalk of Heavenly Vanilla in the Second Secret Realm."
"Heavenly Vanilla?" Saron's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Did your golden core suffer hidden damage?"
I confird with a grunt, "If I can't obtain the Heavenly Vanilla, I won't be able to enter the Martial Saint Realm."
"Exactly," Saron said.
"If the golden core is hard and remains unhealed, when confronting the Martial Saint apocalypse, one could beco powerless."
After saying this, Saron's tone changed, he went on, "But Heavenly Vanilla typically only grows in High-Level Secret Realms. The Second Secret Realm you ntioned is probably just a regular Secret Realm."
"High-Level Secret Realm?" I furrowed my brows slightly.
"What's that supposed to an?"
Saron clarified, "Even though they're both Secret Realms, there are enormous differences between them."
"Like High-Level and Low-Level Secret Realms, they simply don't exist in the sa category."
I quickly explained, "The Second Secret Realm is pretty large, it shouldn't be a regular Secret Realm."
"It's not a regular Secret Realm? Do you understand what a High-Level Secret Realm ans?" Saron's tone carried a hint of scorn.
"Let give you an example, a Mighty Realm cultivator can form an ordinary secret realm, but a High-Level Secret Realm needs top cultivators of the Tribulation Transcending Realm to build!"
"A genuine High-Level Secret Realm, its world equals that of the present world! That's what a true world looks like!"
After hearing Saron's explanation, my expression darkened sowhat.
While the Second Secret Realm was quite expansive, it definitely wasn't built by powerful cultivators of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.
Furthermore, compared to an actual world, the Second Secret Realm falls far short.
"So this ans... There's basically no possibility of finding Heavenly Vanilla in the Second Secret Realm." My face grew even grimr.
Saron nodded, "There's a 99% probability it won't be there, I suggest you abandon this notion."
I said seriously, "Do you have a thod to obtain the Heavenly Vanilla?"
"No." Saron replied without pause.
This instantly gave a splitting headache.
Everything was prepared, only the Heavenly Vanilla remained missing. I hadn't anticipated getting stuck at this final step.
Right then, I sensed a trace of killing intent approaching.
"Martial Saint?" I frowned slightly.
Right after, I quickly stood up, used the line word formula, and departed.
I initially planned to head to Nine Pinnacles Mountain, but after reconsideration, I had already dragged Paul Randall and Jimmy Ysabel into trouble too many tis.
This ti, I had stirred up widespread anger, and perhaps even those two couldn't shield .
"I have no option but to take the fugitive's route." I stopped only after fleeing dozens of miles.
In this situation, I couldn't even stay at an inn. I had no choice but to camp in the wilderness.
For the following days, I was continuously running.
The major Secret Realms had sent out their Martial Saints, vowing to destroy .
On the Martial Arts Forum, there was universal rage directed at .
While occasional supporters defended , their voices were quickly silenced.
In a flash, a week had gone by.
During this entire week, I was either running or preparing to run.
Despite being spotted several tis, with help from the line word formula, I managed to escape unhard each ti.
"I can't continue like this." I sighed softly.
At that mont, I suddenly recalled a location.
Southerntain Village! The very mountain village where Amber Skye resided!
When I was badly wounded, it was by hiding in Southerntain Village that I managed to avoid catastrophe!
Moreover, Southerntain Village was like a hidden paradise, very hard for outsiders to find!
With this idea, guided by mory, I headed toward Southerntain Village.
——
Southerntain Village remained unchanged.
Even though the "old immortal" had been eliminated by Mason Raymond, Amber Skye still went to the forest daily to gather herbs.
Using the dical formula left by Mason Raymond, she practiced dicine constantly and soon beca a celebrated doctor in Southerntain Village, even exceeding her father's reputation.
With her exceptional dical abilities, Amber lived decently, but during quiet monts, she often recalled Mason Raymond, with whom she'd shared a brief three-day eting.
"Little Amber, I don't know why but my arm keeps having this sharp pain, could you examine it?" an elderly man asked shakily.
Surprised, Amber replied with a kind smile, "Mr. Li, could you hold on a mont? I'll fetch the dicine for you."
——
From a concealed spot.
I had already reached the vicinity of Southerntain Village.
Looking at Amber Skye who was nearby, I said with so comfort, "It looks like she's doing well."
"Kid, are you always this soft-hearted?" Saron mocked sarcastically.
"Screw you, I don't have any romantic feelings for her." I rolled my eyes.
As I was about to erge and greet Amber Skye, three vehicles suddenly arrived at the entrance.
When the cars stopped, five people got out.
"Three Martial Saints!"
My face went white!
Three Martial Saints and two Marquis, including Frost Kendrick, had exited the vehicles!
This level of power was sufficient to destroy everything!
Frost Kendrick walked forward, saying coldly, "You all recognize Mason Raymond, don't you?"
Hearing the na she'd been yearning for, Amber's eyes brightened. She said with a mix of excitent and bashfulness, "I do! Are you... his friends?"
Frost Kendrick's eyes narrowed, he asked icily, "Has Mason Raymond visited here?"
Amber Skye shook her head and whispered, "He hasn't been here for quite so ti...."
Frost Kendrick examined Amber Skye with his gaze, and smirked, "It appears that you and Mason Raymond share quite a bond."
"You…don't talk nonsense! I...I'm just a friend of Mason Raymond's..." As Amber Skye's voice beca quieter and quieter, a touch of bashfulness also unconsciously appeared on her face.
Seeing this, Frost Kendrick laughed loudly, "Perfect, this woman clearly has a connection with Mason Raymond!"
After saying that, he swept his gaze around and declared coldly, "I hereby officially warn you: within three days, if I don't see Mason Raymond, not a single living thing in this village... will remain alive!"
Hearing this, my face instantly transford dramatically!
"Courting death!" A flash of fury crossed my face.
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