Wilbur took a deep breath and put the map away. Despite the fact that Adam had undoubtedly deserved his death, that liquid woman was Adam's mother and Wilbur did not think she would be nice enough to help him out like this. Thus, Wilbur did not think that this map would be a good sign. However, it did help to have a map around for reference. Wilbur came out of Anderson Town and took a taxi back to Sacrie, the capital of Mosarto. That afternoon, he got on a flight to Eweyn. Mosarto and Eweyn were pretty close to each other, and taking a flight was the fastest way to get to either place. The flight had only taken a little over an hour for Wilbur to arrive at Swili National Airport, Eweyn's capital. Eweyn was yet to be a part of the Allied States, and thus all visitors were required to apply for a special pass before entering the country. Wilbur had not applied for his pass and was able to get one on the plane in Mosarto. However, he was promptly stopped by the policemen at the ai

"Hang on!" Wilbur was about to leave when a deep voice rang from inside. He turned to see a huge, overweight man walking out of a room with a mocking air in his eyes as if he hardly thought anything of Wilbur. "So, you're the Dashan worker trying to get a first-tier room here?" "Yes, I am. What does that have to do with you, though?" Just then, the receptionist bowed to the fat man respectfully. "Hello, boss." The fat man pointed at the receptionist smugly. "Did you hear that? I'm the owner of this hotel. Now, let me ask you this again: Do you want a first-tier room here?" Wilbur's expression turned cold as he sensed the fat man's mocking tone. "I'm not interested in repeating myself." "Wow, a man of courage. Fine, I'll give you a chance." The fat man put his right elbow down on the counter. "Let's have an arm wrestling match. I'll let her give you a first-tier room if you beat me." Rage was bubbling in Wilbur's chest. "I hope you keep your promise." "Don't worry, I'm

The people of Bruille Town had always discriminated against Dashans and were absolutely flabbergasted to find out that a Dashan was here arm-wrestling a hundred of their men and winning too. When had someone so powerful emerged from a race they had always seen as nothing but frail and weak? In no time, Wilbur became known as a man of great power and strength in the town. Since then, the townsfolk actually did change their impression of him slightly. However, everyone was curious as to why Wilbur had come all this way to Eweyn just to visit such a small town. That question was quickly answered the next morning when two blokes brought Wilbur to visit Tuttle Mine. Tuttle Mine looked similar enough to Ezekiel Mine, as both mines contained copper ore. Aside from that, mining here had been going on for many centuries, and most of the workers at both mines were Dashan. Dashan workers had put a lot of blood, sweat, and tears into Tuttle Mine, just like they had for Ezekiel Mine.

Wilbur asked, "Will you treat my people much, much better when they come here?" Punter narrowed his eyes. "Ha, we'll talk when you win! Wynn's not just any regular guy. Don't you underestimate him." As he spoke, Punter glanced at Wynn, who nodded in acknowledgment. Following that, a powerful aura surged out of Wynn. Wilbur's chest lurched. Wynn was a cultivator too and had been hiding his aura all along! Were Aura level cultivators able to hide their aura too? Wilbur was certain that Wynn was much more powerful than that and was at least at the Sanctuary level. There were many people watching this match, and this would affect Dasha's reputation. Thus, Wilbur could not afford to lose, nor could he win too quickly. Wilbur wanted Wynn to slowly reveal his full strength, and then take him down so that Wynn would admit defeat completely. Wynn's arm rose, and he smirked at the sight. After all, the strength of a cultivator was far from what regular people could hold up against.

"The thing is, no one has ever gotten grade ten rating since the owner of the mine set such a rule. It's rare for people to get anything higher than grade six. Most people just get grade one or two." Wilbur was a little speechless to hear this. Tuttle Mine was supposed to be sealed off, and mining here was supposed to be banned. How could such a rule still exist? Punter could see the gears turning in Wilbur's mind and smiled. "I guess you haven't figured it out yet, young man. Some things have varying factors, you know. Tuttle Mine might be announced as sealed off, but Mister Buck has his own rules for cultivators." Wilbur was confused. "What special purpose does this mine have? Do cultivators actually come all the way here to challenge Mister Buck just to mine here?" "Of course. It's been said that the copper mined from Tuttle Mine has the ability to absorb one's aura, and wearing an accessory made of this copper ore can hide one's aura. Aside from that, a bronze chest made ou