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Chapter 415 Sowing Discord And Lies
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Chapter 415: Chapter 415 Sowing Discord And Lies

Zion Jaxon silently cursed his luck, never expecting I would have so many hidden abilities!

"Divine Judgment!"

Before Zion could respond, I unleashed the divine judgment once more!

The area between my eyebrows blazed with sudden light, and a razor-sharp blade shot toward Zion at breathtaking speed!

"This is terrible!"

Zion couldn’t afford to hesitate and quickly backed away!

But the divine judgment moved too swiftly, and despite Zion’s strength, the sword still struck him!

"Schick!"

Zion’s head felt like it had been struck by a hammer. To my shock, this attack didn’t kill Zion, only harming his spiritual consciousness!

"Mason Raymond, my Michelle Sect will hold this grudge. Next time, we won’t show you mercy!" Zion shouted those words and fled in panic!

The divine seal that had been crushing me was also withdrawn. By the time I broke free, Zion had vanished completely.

"I can’t believe he lived through that." I scowled.

Sure enough, no technique in this world was truly unbeatable.

But my real target had never been Zion anyway—it was Thor Suzanne.

After ending Thor’s life, I strung up his corpse at the Suzanne family gates before departing.

This action naturally terrorized every sect in Hanah City!

The Suzanne family, which had ruled Hanah for years, had collapsed just like that!

I didn’t rush to leave Hanah.

My scheme hadn’t officially started yet, so there was no need to hurry off.

That same evening.

I found temporary lodging at a hotel.

When night fell, I attempted to post something on the Martial Arts Forum, similar to what the Sean family had done:

Starting today, Mason Raymond is openly seeking talented individuals from across the globe.

Then I poured my heart into writing an inspiring message below it.

These days, I had become quite the celebrity on the Martial Arts Forum.

Any post mentioning me would draw massive attention.

So this post quickly created a stir.

Endless comments poured in like a tsunami.

"Mason Raymond is actually planning to form a sect—is he trying to directly oppose the Sean family?"

"Mason Raymond is the only one brave enough to challenge the noble families, standing up for us common folk."

"Plus, Mason is also a Master at the Medicine God Pavilion and earned the Heart method from the heavenly ladder. Honestly, I’m kind of interested."

The responses were all over the place. Some felt drawn to it, but others were clearly skeptical.

While everyone debated hotly, a user called "Vance Johansson" left a comment.

"Everyone here, think this through carefully. If you associate with Mason Raymond, you’ll make enemies of the Johansson and Sean families."

"And... Mason won’t survive much longer. At my wedding with Mabel Sean in four months, I’ll personally execute Mason as my wedding gift."

The moment this comment appeared, public opinion shifted dramatically.

Even those who had just backed me lost their enthusiasm instantly.

Some people actually deleted their comments, scared of drawing the noble families’ attention.

I watched everyone’s reaction and couldn’t help but smile grimly.

I set down my phone and sighed quietly, "Looks like I’ve underestimated how much power these noble families hold in people’s minds."

The great families had been untouchable for so long that everyone had grown accustomed to it. Who would want to take such a dangerous risk?

"Seems like the Martial Arts Forum is off-limits to me." I thought to myself.

Even though I had repeatedly accomplished world-shaking feats, I hadn’t actually damaged the great families in any real way.

You could even argue that the Sean and Johansson families had simply been holding back—otherwise, how could I have survived this long?

I didn’t sleep at all that night.

I scrolled through various opinions and news on the Martial Arts Forum, my expression showing traces of concern.

Deep into the night.

The Martial Arts Forum remained buzzing with activity.

At that moment, another post went live.

This post’s content was even more eye-catching!

The poster was a Martial Arts Forum administrator!

The post was titled "The New Era’s Young Light," and the subject was actually Vance Johansson!

"Vance Johansson achieves breakthrough today, reaching the half-step Martial Marquis Realm!"

Half-step Martial Marquis!

Even though it wasn’t the true Martial Marquis Realm, just having "Martial Marquis" in the name already created a huge gap from the Grandmaster Realm!

The higher the cultivation level, the more obvious the difference became!

A Grandmaster could defeat a hundred martial artists from lower realms.

But with enough Grandmasters, there might still be hope for victory.

However, facing a Martial Marquis, no matter how many Grandmasters there were, victory would be impossible!

Reading further down the post, I found an exclusive interview video with Vance Johansson.

In the video, Vance discussed the challenges he faced in his own training.

Soon, Vance steered the conversation toward me.

"Mr. Johansson, both you and Miss Sean are outstanding talents. Your wedding has also drawn considerable attention. Could you tell us about it?" the interviewer asked.

Vance smiled and answered, "Certainly."

"Mabel Sean and I grew up together, we’ve known and loved each other for years—we’re perfectly matched."

"But nobody could have predicted that someone named Mason Raymond would interfere."

At this point, Vance’s expression darkened.

He put on an angry face and said: "This Mason Raymond chased after my fiancée relentlessly, even going to the Sean family to make trouble!"

"Old Mr. Jerry Sean showed him mercy because of his youth, not only forgiving him but even offering him a meal. Who could have known that Mason Raymond would be so ungrateful!"

"Not only does he show no appreciation for the kindness, but he even murdered Old Mr. Jerry Sean! Both my fiancée and I are absolutely furious! Especially my fiancée, who weeps every single day!"

Watching this, I couldn’t help but grit my teeth, my face turning pale with rage.

Particularly when I heard the word "fiancée" come from Vance’s lips, I felt like I was about to completely lose control!

"Twisting the facts, sowing discord!" I shouted furiously.

"Mr. Johansson, with your family’s influence, handling someone like Mason Raymond should be simple, right?" the host pressed on.

Vance nodded: "Absolutely, he’s nothing compared to the Johansson family, but some people who lack talent love to blame their circumstances."

"Mason Raymond is like a rabid dog, bothering me constantly, claiming he wants a public one-on-one fight with me."

"Though, as the Johansson family’s young master, I shouldn’t stoop to his level, my fiancée despises him so much that I want to get revenge for her."

At this point, Vance looked directly at the camera and said quietly, "Mason Raymond, you’ll pay for what you’ve done, and I hope you make this interesting, so you don’t bore me too much."

Seeing Vance on the screen, I couldn’t help but sneer.

"So, now that you’ve reached the half-step Martial Marquis Realm, you’re feeling pretty confident, huh?" I muttered.

Right away, I grabbed my phone and left a comment: "Vance Johansson, see you in four months."

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