After making the decision, Wilbur unleashed all of his dragon aura, only leaving one percent of the dragon aura inside his body. After one cycle of it circulating inside his body, he started to inject it into his bones. Even though only one percent of the dragon aura was left, as soon as it entered the ribs, Wilbur could not bear the physical stress and spat out a mouthful of blood. The dragon aura was too overpowering, causing great damage to his bones. Fortunately, it was only one percent of his dragon aura, so Wilbur was barely able to endure it. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wilbur continued to control the dragon aura and infused it into his bones. After a whole day, Wilbur finally infused one percent of the dragon aura into all the bones in his body, letting it circulate in his bones. However, the dragon aura was too overpowering, and his bones were severely injured. Therefore, within the first seven days, Wilbur's body became increasingly fragile. At
Tracius shook his head and said, "No, I am a cultivator. Worldly wealth doesn't mean much to me. As you know, people like us can receive good treatment wherever we go. Besides, my goal is to become stronger through practice, not to try to obtain money and benefits." "Aren't you tempted?" "I used to be, but I later realized that money cannot truly solve problems. Only strength can." Soon, Wilbur saw the cargo ship in the distance, with Molton and Haron waving to him from the deck. Molton shouted loudly, "Mister Penn, over here!" At this moment, Wilbur saw a speedboat speeding past the ship, heading towards the cargo ship where Molton and Haron were. With just a glance, Wilbur saw a familiar figure on the speedboat. Kearson! He had finally come. Soon, the speedboat approached the cargo ship, and two bodyguards threw out ropes to climb onto the cargo ship, while Kearson leaped onto the ship. Wilbur and Tracius glanced at each other, then both of them jumped onto the cargo
Suddenly, Wilbur's brows relaxed, and he stared at Kearson, saying, "Mister Kearson, how did you know I was searching for the Nine Dragon Cauldrons?" Kearson's lips curved into a smirk as he waved his sunglasses and replied, "Actually, when you made contact with the members of the Black Panthers, I already had information about you. I'm sorry, but I'm also a subordinate of the late Fremont. How about it? Even now, you still refuse to believe it?" "You!" Wilbur glared at Kearson, wishing to strike him down immediately. However, Kearson's indifferent attitude towards Wilbur's hostility remained unchanged. With a smug expression, he continued, "Indeed, this is one of Fremont's tests for you, Wilbur. Everything precious in this world has its price. If you want to learn the secret of the Nine Dragon Cauldrons, you must pay a price. Now, I'm simply asking you to kill two people for me. If you can't even do such a simple task, you will never become a subordinate of Freemont, nor will you
Tracius, accompanied by Haron and Molton, stepped aside. Kearson discarded his sunglasses, a smirk playing on his lips as he leisurely approached, saying, "Members of the Black Panthers once told me that you're formidable, warning me to be cautious of you. But I believe that's all empty praise." "Then let's see." Wilbur's right hand flipped, wielding the thunder cleaver, and he charged forward, slashing towards Kearson. Kearson dodged Wilbur's attack by sidestepping, then circled behind Wilbur. At that moment, Wilbur sensed Kearson's presence behind him and swiftly turned around, striking towards Kearson. Kearson evaded again, appearing on Wilbur's left side the next second. Wilbur swung his blade towards the left, but Kearson dodged once more, appearing on the right side. Each time Wilbur swung the thunder cleaver, Kearson eluded it like a ghost, dodging to the side. For the next half minute, Kearson continuously dodged while Wilbur relentlessly swung his blade. Although Wilbur'
Wilbur flipped twice in mid-air, and when he looked again, Kearson had already flown out of the space where the cargo ship was located. The next moment, Kearson's eyes turned red as he charged again, and Wilbur met him head-on. As they clashed again, a burst of white light surged, and the powerful spiritual energy directly stirred the seawater below, soaring into the sky. Splash! After the seawater fell, a wound appeared on Kearson's handsome left cheek, with blood streaming down. Kearson extended his trembling left hand, touching his left cheek. He was surprised as he stared at Wilbur, saying, "You dare do this to me? Unforgivable." In an instant, Wilbur felt the surge of spiritual energy within Kearson's body rapidly rising, and the seawater below continued to shake. Then, it soared into the sky, surrounding Kearson with water. The next moment, the seawater dissipated, and Kearson, radiating with white light all over his body, shouted angrily. The upper half of his clothes turn
"What a powerful domain! Surely Senior Fremont gave that to you?" Kearson threw his head back and laughed. "Since you've figured it out, I won't hide it either. That's right, Fremont is my master. I would have been long dead if it hadn't been for him, and the power in my body to cast the Domain of the Holy Sword is all thanks to him as well. You're dead, Wilbur Penn." Wilbur gritted his teeth. He had only met Senior Fremont once, but that was more than enough. "Is that how Senior Fremont taught you to behave?" The ground cracked beneath his feet as Wilbur leaped into the air. Just as he was about to get close to Kearson, Wilbur swung the thunder cleaver in his grasp. Yet at the same time, Kearson muttered a string of chants, causing a ray of white sword aura to form in mid-air, hurtling toward Wilbur. With no other choice, Wilbur had to use the thunder cleaver to defend himself. However, the sword aura overpowered him at once, pushing down on him rapidly. Wilbur leaped into the
The black aura was nothing like the white or gold light on Kearson's body. They seemed to be completely separate auras but were appearing on the same person's body. That gave Wilbur an idea. Realization dawned upon Wilbur then. Kearson was not actually a good person, and he had probably manifested evil thoughts while cultivating that pure spiritual aura. This had stopped him from improving his powers, and he eventually thought of cultivating evil sorcery to get ahead. Wilbur found it unbelievable that he managed to push himself to this stage. After all, spiritual energy and aura could not coexist with other evil energies, yet there were two different auras coming off Kearson's body at the same time. Wilbur had no choice but to go for it. The left side of Kearson's chest seemed to be his weak spot and attacking it might just kill him. Upon understanding this, Wilbur came sprinting over the moment the Dragon's Safehaven expired while swinging his thunder cleaver. Kearson widen
Kearson dug out something black from his chest, hurling it downward. The black lump landed on the ground. Wilbur peered at it and realized it was a Dragon Cauldron. It was the sixth dragon cauldron! Despite most of the cauldron being stained a murky black, Wilbur was certain through sensing its aura and the remaining color on it that this was the sixth dragon cauldron he was looking for. Wilbur was filled with glee. He had thought that he would never be able to find the cauldron, only for it to be right here. However, his happiness was not long-lived. After all, Kearson was Senior Fremont's subordinate. Kearson would never willingly give the cauldron to Wilbur, which went against the rules that Fremont had set for Wilbur to acquire all the cauldrons. The priority at the moment, however, was the battle. Just then, Kearson's shadow landed from mid-air. His mouth moved, and a cold voice emitted from his throat. "I should thank you, young man. You gave me a new clone in this u