Chapter 222: Chapter 222 - Deadly Trap
The air around me grew colder and colder, with the surrounding trees completely withered.
Winter was approaching, and the dark energy within me made the surroundings look even more desolate.
In the room, Victor Green stood quietly by the window, looking at me.
He tried to practice according to the breathing and meditation methods I taught him, but found that his qi seemed to be suppressed, unable to advance at all.
"Mr. Raymond’s cultivation method... seems a bit strange," Victor muttered quietly.
——
Conrad Schroeder sat quietly in the living room, waiting for Uncle Armando.
However, half a minute later, a corpse was carried in.
"Master, Uncle Armando... he’s dead!" A servant of the Schroeder Family knelt on the ground with a panicked expression.
On the ground lay Uncle Armando.
He lay quietly, his body shriveled like a mummy.
"Leonardo!" Seeing this scene, Conrad’s heart was tormented!
He held Uncle Armando’s corpse, his face filled with pain.
Uncle Armando had been with Conrad for decades, and had been tireless in his service to the Schroeder Family over the years.
As a result, Conrad deeply cared for him!
Even last time, when Uncle Armando’s mistakes had implicated the Schroeder Family, Conrad couldn’t bring himself to kill him!
"Who did this!" Conrad’s eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted angrily.
Before the servant could answer, Conrad’s phone rang.
After answering, a gloomy voice came from the other side.
"Mr. Schroeder, have you received the gift I sent you?" The voice was that of Helen Martin!
Conrad’s face changed, and he shouted, "You did this! I will tear you to pieces!"
"Tear me to pieces?" Helen laughed on the other end of the phone.
"Mr. Schroeder, don’t be so hasty. Wait until you’ve seen the video before you make a decision," Helen said calmly.
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
In a moment, Conrad’s phone received a text message.
This message contained a video in which Anton Schroeder was shrouded in a dark aura, his lips purple, and looking as if he was on the verge of death!
"Son!" Conrad’s pupils contracted, and his face turned pale!
At that moment, the phone rang again.
"Mr. Schroeder, your son has been poisoned by my Gu. As long as I give the command, he will die without a doubt," Helen said calmly.
Conrad screamed anxiously, "What do you want to do? Don’t touch my son!"
"Hahaha!" Helen couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
"If you don’t want your son to have an accident, it’s best to cooperate with me obediently," Helen sneered.
At this moment, Conrad had completely panicked.
Tristin Schroeder was already dead, and Anton had become the only successor of the Schroeder Family!
Although Anton was considered to be a useless waste, he was after all Conrad’s own flesh and blood! How could Conrad not be anxious!
The love of a parent knows no bounds!
"I’ll agree to anything you want, just don’t hurt my son!" Conrad cried out in panic.
Helen chuckled, "You should have given in earlier, Conrad. Don’t worry, once the matter is over, I guarantee that your Schroeder Family will once again become the number one family in Chuzzle."
After tossing down these words, Helen hung up the phone.
Conrad was in a hurry, but he had no means.
Earth Fiend Valley was sinister, and its methods were mysterious – even Conrad had no way of dealing with them.
——
Time flew by.
Three more days passed.
My phone rang several times, but no one answered.
That was because I was currently attempting to break through to the Foundation Building Stage 7!
This seemed to be my bottleneck already, even though my dark energy was rolling and endless, my strength couldn’t progress any further.
"Whoosh!"
Finally, I opened my eyes.
I couldn’t help but exhale a turbid breath, and my eyes burst out with a faint, dark glow.
Looking around, I suddenly noticed that my eyes seemed to have changed.
I turned to look at Victor Green in the room and found that my gaze seemed to be able to see right through Victor!
"Could this also be one of my natural abilities?" I wondered.
With every advancement in the Foundation Establishment Stage, a cultivator’s natural abilities would gradually be revealed.
Such was the case with my spiritual fire and my tough body.
Now, my eyes were no exception.
I looked down at my own body and muttered, "It seems that the Sixth Layer of the Foundation Building Stage is my bottleneck."
Apart from resources, the most important aspect of cultivation was state of mind.
Many disciples of great families lack talent, and even if they guarded herbs every day, it would be of no use.
The improvement of state of mind was relatively more important.
"It seems that I still need to deceive that old bastard for a while longer," I sighed.
Whenever I thought of the ancestor of Earth Fiend Valley, I felt my stomach churn with anger.
"Mr. Raymond."
At this moment, Victor Green came in from outside.
I nodded slightly and asked, "How long have I been in seclusion this time?"
Victor replied, "It’s been thirteen days."
"So long." I frowned slightly.
Fortunately, my strength had improved tremendously.
Although it was only the difference between the Sixth and Seventh Layer, the gap between them was like night and day.
"Now facing Conrad, I might not be so helpless," I clenched my fist and thought to myself.
Just then, my phone rang again.
Picking it up, I saw that the caller was Conrad.
Without thinking too much, I answered the call.
Conrad’s voice sounded somewhat unnatural, "Come...Mr. Raymond, do you have time? I’d like to invite you for a meal."
"Invite me for a meal?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Is there something going on?"
Conrad hesitated, "There’s... something I need to tell you."
I was silent for a moment, then agreed, "Alright, I’ll be right over."
After hanging up, I couldn’t help but scratch my chin.
Conrad sounded a bit odd...
After a quick shower, I left and headed toward the Schroeder Family residence in Shiglance City.
——
At this time, Helen Martin was in front of seven or eight corpses.
The corpses were all shriveled, looking extremely terrifying.
They were all the elite forces of the Schroeder Family! Their strength had already entered the Grandmaster Realm!
"So comfortable, so comfortable..." Helen licked his lips, his face full of satisfaction.
Although filled with rage, Conrad did not dare to say anything.
"Mason Raymond has agreed and should arrive soon," Conrad said with an expressionless face.
"Remember to give me back my son when the matter is over."
"If there’s even one single hair missing from my son, I will never spare you!"
Helen smiled faintly, "Mr. Schroeder, rest assured, I, Helen Martin, am a man who keeps his word."
"I hope so," Conrad snorted coldly, and then left with a flick of his sleeve.
Helen laughed sinisterly, the dark energy around him surging as he slowly raised his palm, and a burst of black energy gushed out from nine directions!
"Mason Raymond, you tried to steal what’s mine, now I’ll make sure you have no place to die!" Helen said sinisterly.
Before long, I arrived at the Schroeder Family residence by car.
Conrad was waiting at the door, and when he saw me arrive, a hint of unease flashed across his face.
