Chapter 504: Chapter 504 A New Marquis Arises
The Pavilion Master looked at me and said, "Let’s head upstairs first."
I realized how reckless I’d been and scratched my head, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
I followed the Pavilion Master as we climbed to the top floor of the Pavilion Master Building.
The top floor remained unchanged.
Just like always, the Pavilion Master settled into her rocking chair.
She gazed at me and asked, "You still haven’t reached the half-step Martial Marquis realm?"
I nodded quickly, "That’s right, I can sense my power growing, but I constantly feel there’s a thin barrier between me and the half-step Martial Marquis."
The Pavilion Master gave a faint smile at my words.
"Should I offer congratulations or call you unlucky?" the Pavilion Master chuckled.
I was startled and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"
The Pavilion Master sipped her tea and said, "You should understand yourself."
I spoke seriously, "Yes, I believe this might be the Consummate Inner Strength Grandmaster Realm after reaching its peak."
"Exactly." The Pavilion Master confirmed my suspicions.
"Legend says that those with the Consummate Inner Strength Grandmaster Realm are cursed by heaven."
"While they become unbeatable once they achieve greatness, their path is destined to be filled with suffering, making their cultivation infinitely harder than others."
The Pavilion Master paused here and went on, "I once read records showing that out of ten Consummate Inner Strength Grandmaster Realms, only one successfully achieved greatness."
I frowned slightly.
The odds were really that terrible?
"Eight of them perished under heavenly tribulation," the Pavilion Master continued.
"Heavenly tribulation..." I couldn’t help but recall something.
The heavenly tribulations I’d faced were indeed beyond my wildest dreams.
It felt as though the tribulations weren’t designed for me to successfully advance, but rather to destroy me.
"A five thousand year old medicinal herb, correct?" The Pavilion Master switched topics.
I nodded and said, "Yes, I require a five thousand year old medicinal herb and three Demonic Beast cores."
"I don’t possess any five thousand year old medicinal herbs here," the Pavilion Master said.
"But I can assist you in searching for them."
Upon hearing this, I quickly said, "Thank you, Lord Pavilion Master!"
At this moment, I suddenly remembered the Spirit Severing Pill problem affecting the Pavilion Master.
"Lord Pavilion Master, your condition..."
The Pavilion Master waved her hand and said, "No antidote exists for the Spirit Severing Pill."
Hearing this, my expression grew troubled!
These past days, I had attempted to locate the antidote for the Spirit Severing Pill within my inherited memories.
Sadly, I discovered nothing.
"Lord Pavilion Master, then won’t you..." I started to speak, but couldn’t bring myself to finish.
The Pavilion Master rose and said calmly, "Of course not. Once I enter the Military Marquis Realm, the Spirit Severing Pill will naturally vanish."
"Enter the Military Marquis Realm?" I was shocked.
Then I added with a half-smile, "Lord Pavilion Master, entering the Military Marquis realm...isn’t that simple, right?"
Hearing this, the Pavilion Master laughed, "Indeed, but for me, it’s not challenging."
"For years, I’ve been forcibly restraining my realm. Now it appears I can only attempt to break through."
Restraining one’s realm?
Such a thing was possible?
Others would fight desperately for breakthroughs, yet the Lord Pavilion Master had actually been holding back her own strength?
"Very well, I will find a solution to help you with the medicinal herb." The Pavilion Master stood and said.
I nodded hurriedly and then asked cautiously, "Lord Pavilion Master, when will you...break through?"
The Pavilion Master remained quiet for a moment before saying, "Tomorrow, I think. I’m exhausted today and need proper rest."
"Understood," I nodded.
"Then I won’t disturb your rest."
I bowed slightly, then turned and jumped down.
After returning to the Elder’s residence, I couldn’t help but feel worried.
I calculated the time, and only twenty days remained until September 9th!
If I couldn’t advance to half-step Martial Marquis within these twenty days, I would have zero confidence!
Particularly since Vance Johansson hadn’t sent any updates lately, which made me feel somewhat restless.
"Mabel, wait for me. In twenty days, I will definitely rescue you from the Sean family!" I clenched my fists.
——
The following day marked the Pavilion Master’s breakthrough.
She ventured to the mountain alone, focusing her energy, ready for her advancement.
The years of suppressed realm began surging rapidly at this moment.
The sky rumbled, and dark clouds gathered, clearly announcing the coming of heavenly tribulation!
Mason and the numerous alchemists of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion assembled in the square, watching this scene with intense focus.
The sky filled with thunder, as lightning bolt after lightning bolt crashed down from above.
Everyone’s expressions were grave, sweating for the Pavilion Master.
Meanwhile,
Atkinson Samson’s face was dark, deep in contemplation.
"Sect master, don’t overthink it. Soon it will be September 9th, and that Mason Raymond will surely die!" Elder Adrianne said happily.
Atkinson Samson glanced at Elder Adrianne but remained silent.
He felt somewhat regretful.
And it wasn’t for Elder Adrianne, but for the half-step Martial Marquis who would disappear just like that.
"Is Walton Greer still at the Great Saint Sect?" Atkinson Samson suddenly inquired.
Elder Adrianne hesitated, then nodded quickly, "Yes, he’s been in seclusion at the Spiritual Spring."
"Summon him, and later you and Walton will join me at the Divine Alchemist Pavilion," Atkinson Samson said seriously.
Hearing this, Elder Adrianne’s expression shifted slightly.
He seemed to understand something since Mason had previously requested these two.
"Sect master, you’re not actually going to deliver me to Mason Raymond, are you..." Elder Adrianne asked fearfully, shaking all over.
Atkinson Samson said coldly, "Don’t worry, you two are merely bait. With me present, you won’t face any danger."
Elder Adrianne considered it, and it seemed reasonable.
With a Martial Marquis escorting them, there was truly nothing to fear.
So, Elder Adrianne summoned Walton Greer, and they followed Atkinson Samson to the aircraft, heading directly for River Town.
——
At the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, the atmosphere was tense.
From morning until noon, the Pavilion Master’s heavenly tribulation still hadn’t concluded.
The raging lightning was frightening to witness.
Finally, around 12 o’clock, the dark clouds in the sky began slowly dispersing.
It appeared that the heavenly tribulation had ended.
I immediately stepped forward, prepared to go to the back mountain to discover the outcome.
At this moment, however, the Pavilion Master emerged and appeared.
Her aura didn’t seem much different, but her entire presence had become even more otherworldly!
"Lord Pavilion Master!" I hurried forward.
"Did you...successfully break through?" I asked carefully.
The Pavilion Master nodded slightly, with no obvious happiness on her face.
In fact, in the depths of her eyes, there seemed to be a hint of sorrow.
"That’s wonderful," I said, not dwelling on it too much, just feeling relieved.
At twilight,
An extremely powerful aura approached the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.
