Night soon fell, and back at the inn, Grace's team of guards returned to their rooms to rest after dinner. However, just to be safe, two groups stayed behind to patrol the area. They had been physically and mentally exhausted during their time in the Deadlands. Now that they've come out from that place, they could finally get a good night's sleep.In one of the rooms on the second floor, Dustin took a refreshing hot bath before sitting on the bed with his eyes closed to recuperate. Their mission this time was finally complete. As for the treasures, Dustin was not slightly interested in them. All he took was a bottle of Soul Elixir. He had never tried it before, and he was purely curious about the taste. At his level, he would not be able to benefit greatly from it. Not to mention, he still possessed the greatest treasure in the martial world, the Celestial Pearl, which allowed him to cultivate at an astonishing speed. That was why he wasn't particularly crazy about the Sou

Dustin had just slammed the door and was about to climb into bed to meditate when he noticed a woman in his room. The woman wore a veil and a hood, obscuring her features, leaving only her lively eyes visible. She gave off an air of graceful nobility that was hard to look away from. She was none other than Grace."Hmm? When did you come in?" Dustin was puzzled and slightly surprised. He had been preoccupied with Sophia and didn't notice when Grace entered. "Dustin, I'm lonely and scared to be left alone at night. Can you keep me company?" Grace teased, imitating Sophia's tone. "Can you be more serious? You're a princess, for god's sake…" Dustin rolled his eyes.Grace laughed. "Oh, Dustin, I didn't expect you to be so popular with the girls. Even beautiful women are willingly offering themselves to you." She added, "If it had been me, I would have taken advantage of the opportunity. After all, there's no harm in accepting, or do you prefer to have them suspect you of havin

Chester wouldn't have dared to act recklessly without the Tranqurin. Now that they had this precious bottle in hand and the support of numerous highly skilled fighters from the Embersteel Order and Harmony Sect, it would be enough to take Dustin and his group down. "After we succeed, we'll split the spoils evenly between our sects. What do you think?" Bertha asked with a smile. "No problem!" Chester agreed readily. Naturally, he wouldn't refuse such a good opportunity where they would only need to take the smallest risk to gain the greatest benefit. "Wait!" Jackson, who was standing behind them, suddenly spoke up."Master Newberry, Dustin and Ms. Linsor were once our partners. We're also indebted to them. I don't think it's appropriate to plot against them."Jackson always had a clear sense of morality and gratitude. If it weren't for Dustin and Grace's protection throughout their journey in the Deadlands, they would have been long dead, let alone acquire treasure. He fo

"What?" Everyone was astounded to witness Dustin sending the two semi-grandmasters flying with only two slaps. After all, given their formidable skills, they definitely stood a chance against an ordinary grandmaster. Instead, a single encounter was all it took to leave them seriously injured. This demonstrated Dustin's terrifying strength and hinted that the rumors of him defeating Alexander, the Frostwing Sect's leader, held some truth. "Attack!"Bertha and Chester shared a determined look before launching a simultaneous assault on Dustin from both sides.Bertha, wielding the Harmony dual swords, employed deft and crafty moves. Each strike of her blade targeted vital points, making it challenging to defend against. The execution resembled a butterfly dance. It was a lethal and mesmerizing display.On the other hand, Chester wielded a golden broadsword capable of slicing through iron like butter. His weapon was a precious treasure passed down to him through generations

The moment Bertha exposed Dustin to Tranqurin, Chester's 18 Forms of Golden Sword had reached its peak. Each strike was exceptionally fierce and unstoppable. At that moment, with Dustin's energy armor shattered, his sword and right arm frozen by ice, and Chester launching frenzied attacks, he could no longer evade Bertha's sneak attack. Dustin could only hold his breath. The Tranqurin turned into a white mist, lingering around Dustin. Even though he held his breath in time, the white mist still entered his body through his skin and pores, spreading inward continuously."Hmph!" Dustin stomped on the ground forcefully, leaving the ground with a dent three inches deep. A powerful surge of energy erupted from his body. For a moment, rocks and debris flew around, and strong winds howled. Tranqurin instantly evaporated away, and even Chester, who was still launching continuous assaults, was pushed back by the energy wave, forcing him to stagger back several steps. Bertha, on