"I can tell you where the remaining eight pieces of the ninth cauldron are, but I need you to kill someone for me in exchange." "Help you kill someone? Who?" "Buck, the owner of Tuttle Mine." Wilbur was confused. "Buck? You want me to kill him?" "That's right." The liquid woman turned back to face Wilbur. "The truth is, I know that there are more evil thoughts in this world than kind ones. The aura of darkness has overpowered that of light, but such auras can be hidden in this mine. I had begged Buck for him to let Adam stay in the mine for a while, just so he'd be able to escape his tragic fate. However, Buck turned me down. In the end, Adam went feral, which led to everything that happened between us. What kind of mother would not love her son? While it's true that you killed Adam, I know you're not to blame. I honestly feel no hatred towards you anymore now. It's Buck whom I resent." There was a murderous glint in her eyes as she mentioned Buck's name. "If Buck had be
"I sure did, sir. One hundred and ninety-eight kilograms, within the limits of the allocation." "Alright." Buck nodded. "Are you interested in selling the ore to me, by any chance? A hundred and ninety-eight kilograms of ore can make two bronze chests, and I'll pay you ten million dollars for each. How's that?" "Twenty million dollars?" Wilbur asked. "Well, how much is a bronze chest worth on the market?" "A hundred million dollars. Two bronze chests would be worth double that." Wilbur could not help but chuckle. "You're only paying me twenty million dollars for a two hundred-million-dollar profit, Mister Buck? Surely that can't be a good deal for me?" Buck shrugged. "Think of it as a friendship deal? It's not just money I'm offering you, but also a connection between the both of us." Wilbur responded, "I'm sorry, but I have actually promised to give all of these copper ores to Punter. I can't sell them to you." "Are you really going to do that? Wilbur, you must know th
The mirror shattered into pieces as the figure of that Dashan man appeared in Buck's mind. He recollected the time he was ambushed by an opponent. Despite him killing his opponent in the end, the battle had left a large wound on Buck's belly. Buck thought that he would have died from the battle, only for a Dashan man to appear just as he was about to lose consciousness. That man was Fremont Skye, and he nursed Buck back to life. In fact, Fremont had even given Buck a part of his powers so that Buck could reach the pre-Emperor level. After that, Buck worked hard and made it to the Emperor level. Buck became more and more powerful, practically running the black market in Eweyn. Yet the hatred within him refused to fade, just like the scar on his belly. Anyone could have saved him, but why did it have to be a Dashan? Dashans were seen as a lowly race by the people of Eweyn, considered to be powerless and foolish, destined to be slaves for the rest of their lives. That was what he
"Argh! Help!" Wilbur scrambled to put the cauldron piece away, rushing out to take a look. Punter was crawling along the hallway, covered in blood. His eyes lit up at the sight of Wilbur, before filling with terror the next second. At the last second, Wilbur whipped around, sticking his left arm out to block the attack from a black sword. A man in a black suit and a black hat appeared in front of him. "Oh?" Wilbur recognized the man at once. He had appeared at the entrance of Tuttle Mine with Buck earlier. There was no doubt that he worked for Buck. Just like Wilbur had guessed, Buck, too, had a deeply entrenched disdain and discrimination toward Dashans. Wilbur, a Dashan, had passed Buck's test and gotten a grade two rating, as well as made it out of Tuttle Mine with one hundred and ninety-eight kilograms of copper ore. This was humiliating to Buck, and there was no way he was going to allow this to happen. Thus, Wilbur was not leaving Bruille Town alive. The assailant's e
An Emperor level cultivator was a terrifying existence. Punter was shocked when Wilbur slowly approached him. Wilbur bent over to look at Punter, who was lying on the floor, and asked, "Are you alright? Hang on, I'll get you to the hospital right now." Just as Wilbur was about to get up, Punter grabbed his hand and said, "No! I can't go to the hospital right now. If I do, Buck will know. He will send assassins for sure. I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the night if that's the case. Please, don't bring me to the hospital." Punter looked at Wilbur with begging eyes. Wilbur paused for a moment and said, "Alright, we won't go to the hospital, but you're badly injured. Do you have a better solution?" "Yes." Punter sighed in relief and took his phone out. He passed it to Wilbur and said, "I know Doctor Erin from the town's hospital. Help me call her here. Doctor Erin is very professional, and she'll treat my injuries." "Alright." Wilbur knew that Punter had special connect
Punter grabbed her hand and passed her a card. "No." Erin teared up and said, "If I take what's yours, people will think I'm only after your money. I don't care about these things.""I know, but you did help me, so I must treat you well." Erin looked at the card in her hand and said, "Fine. Consider it as keeping it safe with me. Come and find me whenever you want it back." "Alright." "I'll be leaving then." "Can't we chat for a little longer?" Punter grabbed her hand, so she felt flustered. She lowered her gaze and pulled her hand back. She replied, "No, you're badly injured. You should rest well. I'll visit you again when you're healed." "Okay." Punter sighed after Erin left, then said, "I didn't expect to fall for Mister Buck's tricks after being in the business for decades. I'm afraid I can't stay in Eweyn after offending him like this. Mister Penn, can you take me with you?" "You're badly injured. Can you walk?" asked Wilbur. "It's alright. No one will see
He closed the door, and the inside of the car felt separate from the outside because the windows were soundproof, so even though it was noisy outside, there was no noise in the car. Buck did not seem to be in a hurry to start the car. He picked up a can of chips instead and passed it to Wilbur. "Want some?" Wilbur did not mind either. He accepted the chips and ate them. Buck picked up another can of chips for himself and asked as he ate them, "You killed my subordinate, Brian, didn't you?" Wilbur paused for a moment before replying, "Do you mean the man in the black suit?" "That's right. His name is Brian. He's my best guy. Did you kill him?" Buck turned to look at Wilbur, but Wilbur calmly ate chips. He replied, "Yes, but he wouldn't have to die if he didn't show up last night." There was a menacing glint in Buck's eyes. Suddenly, it started raining heavily, and thunder rumbled in the dark clouds. Buck smirked and looked up abruptly before laughing maniacally. Wilbur sto
Very soon, Buck was following closely behind Wilbur once more. At that moment, Wilbur was Buck's prey. After many modifications, Buck's car was capable of high speeds and robust safety features installed. Buck continuously bumped Wilbur's car, then purposely slowed down to put some distance between the cars. Wilbur glanced through the rearview mirror and knew that Buck would not let him go that easily. Therefore, he did not dare to relax. As expected, Buck sped up again. Wilbur finally noticed what Buck was up to. There was a turning up ahead that was right by a cliff. The cliff turning could be made safely at normal speeds, but Wilbur knew that Buck would not allow him to do so. Vroom! Buck sped up and rammed into Wilbur's car when they were less than fifty meters from the cliff. After ramming into Wilbur's car, Buck did not slow down at all. Instead, he accelerated his car further to push Wilbur's car toward the cliff. Wilbur's car flew forward at that moment, and Buc