Chapter 460: Chapter 460 You Came Seeking Death
With my current mental state, breaking through to the half-step Martial Marquis realm wouldn’t be challenging; I just needed massive amounts of qi for support.
Regular medicinal herbs probably wouldn’t work for me anymore.
"If I could get my hands on ten-thousand-year-old herbs or a spiritual spring, maybe I could jump straight to the half-step Martial Marquis realm," I mused.
I calculated the time; only a month and a half left until September 9th.
If I could gather enough qi in this timeframe, reaching the half-step Martial Marquis realm would be completely manageable.
As for Vance Johansson, he wouldn’t even be worth my attention.
So I decided to set off on my next quest to hunt for qi.
The moment I carried Zendaya Andrew out of the Hydrating Tower, my phone exploded with countless notifications.
Opening it, I found texts and missed calls from Victor Green.
"Mr. Raymond, Walton Greer has arrived in Chuzzle, declaring he’ll take your life."
"Mr. Raymond, if you don’t return, he says he’ll start slaughtering everyone around you, sparing no one..."
There were also tons of messages from random numbers.
"Garbage, spineless coward!"
"You saved your own skin while everyone around you dies by Walton Greer’s hand. You still dare call yourself the King of Chuzzle?"
"I really got you wrong. Never thought you’d be such trash!"
Seeing the flood of messages pouring in like a tsunami, my expression darkened.
I quickly dialed Victor Green.
The call connected immediately, and Victor Green asked urgently, "Mr. Raymond, where are you?"
I didn’t answer his question, instead asking anxiously, "What’s the situation right now?"
Victor Green let out a heavy sigh, "The Four Great Families are all wiped out. Walton Greer announced that anyone who submits to him gets to live."
"Now plenty of people are backing Walton Greer, but... he seems really interested in Conrad Schroeder and Dimitri Brynlee."
Hearing this, my face went pale.
I asked quickly, "What about them now?"
Victor Green replied, "Both Dimitri Brynlee and Conrad Schroeder turned down Walton Greer, so... Walton Greer wants them dead."
"Mr. Raymond, you need to get back here fast. Everyone in Chuzzle is calling you a gutless coward, a hiding turtle..."
I drew a deep breath and said seriously, "Got it, I’m heading back to Chuzzle immediately."
After hanging up, I hurriedly carried Zendaya Andrew and raced toward the airport.
I grabbed tickets for the earliest flight and started my journey back to Chuzzle.
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Chuzzle.
Numerous martial artists from other regions who had come after hearing the rumors were waiting for the epic battle to unfold.
"Damn, I came here hoping to watch Mason Raymond get crushed, but turns out he doesn’t even have the guts to show up."
"Right, it’s been days already, and still no trace of him."
"What a waste of my time, I’m outta here!"
"Breaking news: Walton Greer has headed to the Schroeder Family!" At that moment, fresh intel surfaced.
"Looks like Walton Greer is about to move on Conrad Schroeder."
"Let’s go check it out."
A bunch of people lurking in the shadows quickly rushed toward the Schroeder Family compound.
Not just these outside martial artists, but even regular Chuzzle citizens were keeping tabs on this showdown.
Though they didn’t grasp all the details, they were curious to see what would happen.
"I heard Conrad Schroeder from the Schroeder Group got mixed up in this too."
"Yeah, General Manager Schroeder is famous around Chuzzle, and word is he’s pretty tight with Mason Raymond."
"Well, none of our business. Let’s just hit the sack."
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Schroeder Family.
It was already deep into the night, but Conrad Schroeder remained wide awake.
The once-bustling Schroeder Family had fallen eerily silent.
Many of Conrad Schroeder’s subordinates, terrified of dying, had fled the Schroeder Family to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.
"Master, it’s getting late, you should get some rest." Uncle Armando brought a coat and draped it across Conrad Schroeder’s shoulders.
Conrad Schroeder exhaled deeply and looked at Uncle Armando, saying, "Leonardo, you should leave too. I don’t want to pull you down with me."
But Uncle Armando shook his head and replied, "Master, I’ve been by your side for almost thirty years. As long as you stay, I’m not going anywhere."
Conrad Schroeder opened his mouth, feeling a wave of sadness wash over him.
"Leonardo, take this bank card and get out of here fast." Conrad pulled a bank card from his pocket and offered it to Uncle Armando.
However, Uncle Armando pushed the bank card back and smiled, "Master, I’m not leaving."
Conrad Schroeder was about to say more, but suddenly he sensed a powerful presence approaching from outside.
This presence was absolutely terrifying, unlike anything Conrad had ever encountered!
"Too late to run now." Conrad sighed.
He glanced at Uncle Armando and whispered, "Leonardo, I’m sorry."
Before he could finish speaking, a figure suddenly materialized behind Conrad Schroeder.
Spinning around, he saw Walton Greer lounging on the sofa, casually drinking tea.
Conrad Schroeder’s expression shifted, and he stared at Walton Greer, asking coldly, "What brings Mr. Greer here at this hour?"
Walton sipped his tea and said casually, "Don’t play dumb. You disrespected me today. You think there won’t be payback?"
Facing a half-step Martial Marquis, fear was inevitable.
Conrad Schroeder, fighting down the terror in his chest, tried to stay calm and said, "With Mr. Greer’s power, what difference does having me or not make?"
Walton narrowed his eyes and smirked, "You’re absolutely right, in my view, you really don’t matter much!"
"But I, Walton, have always respected and treasured talent. If you reconsider now, there’s still time." Walton said lightly.
Conrad Schroeder bowed his hands and said, "I’m truly not worthy of such kindness, Mr. Greer. Please seek someone else."
Hearing this, Walton’s face instantly turned icy.
"Stubborn fool, since you’re dead set on death, I’ll grant your wish." Walton slowly rose, his body radiating killing intent!
"Mr. Greer, this has nothing to do with Leonardo. He’s just a regular person now, please spare him." Conrad Schroeder frowned and spoke pleadingly.
Walton raised an eyebrow and sneered, "You want me to spare him? Sure."
The moment those words left his mouth, Walton lifted his finger, and a breath-like projectile pierced Uncle Armando’s chest!
"Pff!"
Blood gushed from Uncle Armando’s mouth, and his life force was rapidly fading!
"You!" Conrad’s face went white!
"Walton, you’ve crossed the line!!"
Conrad’s energy suddenly exploded, and streams of dark golden light swirled around him!
"I’ll end you!" With a roar, Conrad lunged at Walton!
Walton chuckled coldly and effortlessly raised his fist to counter Conrad’s attack.
"Clang!"
With just one punch, Conrad was hurled backward, his fist nearly shattered!
"This guy’s body... it’s a holy body. Kill him and claim his body!" At this moment, a voice echoed in Walton’s mind.
"Got it." Walton nodded, then approached Conrad Schroeder.
Conrad clenched his teeth, attempting to fight back, but the instant he tried to stand, Walton raised his hand and struck Conrad’s chest!
This blow left Conrad completely powerless to resist!
"Since you’re so devoted, I’ll send you to join him." Walton said icily.
The light in his hand gathered, and a terrifying energy filled the room.
Then, with a gentle motion, this force launched toward Conrad Schroeder!
"Boom!"
Just as this energy was about to strike Conrad, a large hand caught the energy sphere!
"Walton, didn’t expect you to come here seeking death."
That familiar voice reached Conrad’s ears.
"Mr... Mr. Raymond!" Conrad cried out with excitement!
