Chapter 509: Chapter 509 A Tyrannical Declaration
At the same time, I was rushing there following the address the Pavilion Master had given me.
In the northwest lay a barren wasteland.
Sand whipped everywhere under harsh conditions. As far as the eye could see, nothing existed except airborne sand and rolling mountain ranges.
This place was called Black No Man’s Land - vast but obscure.
Recently, uninvited guests had flooded this normally deserted area.
Several luxury business vehicles sat parked at the foot of Black No Man’s Land’s mountain range.
Large letters were printed on the vehicles: Capital City Martial Arts Association.
The moment the vehicles stopped, Phoebe Billy and his group stepped out.
Among them were Sean family offspring, Johansson family members, and well-dressed young men from other regional aristocratic families.
Blessed with natural resources and possessing talent, their paths were destined to be smooth.
""President Billy, is this the Dragon Vein you mentioned?""
The speaker was from the Sean family - Dahlia Sean.
Barely eighteen yet already at Peak Grandmaster level!
Ever since Logan Sean rose to power, he’d placed great emphasis on Dahlia.
Phoebe Billy nodded slightly. ""Yes.""
Greed flashed in Dahlia Sean’s eyes as he narrowed them. ""If this Dragon Vein really has top-tier herbs, I might try breaking through too.""
Phoebe Billy patted Dahlia Sean’s shoulder. ""Not might - definitely!""
""Dahlia, the Sean family thinks highly of you, considering you the next Xavi Sean. Don’t let everyone down.""
Dahlia Sean’s mouth curved into a faint smile. ""I’ll surpass my brother sooner or later.""
Unlike the low-key Alberto Sean, Dahlia Sean harbored grand ambitions.
At eighteen, he was at the peak of arrogance. With exceptional talent, he feared nothing.
To him, even Alberto Sean, praised as Capital City’s top genius, wasn’t worth mentioning.
""When do we move out?"" Dahlia Sean asked.
Phoebe Billy said casually, ""No rush. Let me scout first.""
Though the Capital City Martial Arts Association dominated resource control, independent practitioners would still show up to join the action.
This happened every time the association made a move.
From Martial Marquis to Grandmaster levels.
Many prisoners held by the Capital City Martial Arts Association were independent practitioners who’d tried snatching resources.
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In the distance, I also arrived at Black No Man’s Land, covered in dust and sweat.
From several miles away, I spotted the rolling mountain range.
Despite the distance, I still sensed something extraordinary about those mountains!
""As expected from a Dragon Vein - impressive aura."" I stared into the distance, thinking to myself.
From high altitude, the mountain range looked like a dragon’s spine, winding and rising with an oppressive presence.
The aura radiating from the mountains wasn’t energy, but an indescribable sense of majesty.
""Huh?""
Soon, I noticed the presences around the mountain range.
Since reaching Consummate Inner Strength Grandmaster level, my divine sense had soared. Within several miles, nothing could escape my keen perception.
""One, two, three... six half-step Martial Marquises total?""
My expression soured!
You have to understand - half-step Martial Marquises are extremely rare. Even the Great Saint Sect, known as the North’s top sect, would struggle to gather six half-step Martial Marquises!
""Only the Capital City Martial Arts Association could accumulate this much power."" I squinted.
""They move fast."" I took a deep breath.
From far away, I couldn’t help but sneer.
""Better not mess with me, or I’ll kill you all!"" I declared coldly in my heart.
Without any Martial Marquis present, I wasn’t scared at all.
I was about to head for the mountains when another presence approached from nearby.
I stopped and turned around involuntarily.
I saw a scruffy-looking man with a mustache walking toward me. His appearance was quite unseemly.
This guy seemed only about thirty, but his indecent outfit clashed with his age.
""Friend, you here for the Dragon Vein too?"" the mustachioed man asked, stroking his facial hair as he started the conversation.
I gave him a quick look. ""What do you think?""
The mustachioed man chuckled. ""Friend, there’s a dragon’s den ahead, and the Capital City Martial Arts Association’s there too. Going forward’s pretty dangerous.""
Hearing this, I laughed. ""Knowing that, why’d you still dare come?""
The mustachioed man boasted, ""How can you compare yourself to The Master? There’s nowhere in this world The Master doesn’t dare go!""
""From Emperor Raymond’s Tomb to my grandmother’s grave - wherever there are treasures, you’ll find me!""
At this point, the mustachioed man added mysteriously, ""Truth is, I dug up a Divine Rank Cauldron from my grandmother’s grave! How about it? Interested in introducing me to your family cemetery?""
""Go screw yourself."" I couldn’t help but curse.
This mustachioed guy was completely ridiculous - seemed half-crazy.
""Friend, don’t get upset. The dead rest while the living struggle!"" the mustachioed man said cheerfully.
I pointed at his nose. ""Don’t bother me, or don’t blame me for getting nasty.""
After dropping those words, I ignored the mustachioed man and walked toward the mountain range.
Besides me and the mustachioed guy, others had also come to this place.
When I arrived, someone had already moved ahead.
A man and woman stood in front of Phoebe Billy, trembling.
Capital City Martial Arts Association members surrounded them.
""Who gave you permission to come here? Don’t you know this is a Capital City Martial Arts Association resource?"" Phoebe Billy said coldly.
The young man said shakily, ""So... sorry, we... we’ll leave right now...""
""Leave?"" Phoebe Billy snorted coldly.
""You want to run after stealing from others?""
The young man’s face changed immediately. ""I... I really didn’t know this place belonged to the Capital City Martial Arts Association. Please... please spare us...""
Phoebe Billy snorted coldly. ""You’ve already violated Capital City Martial Arts Association rules. Stand there quietly and come back with me to the association’s prison!""
""I’m warning you - don’t think about escaping. Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, the Capital City Martial Arts Association will catch you!""
Hearing this, the young man’s face went pale instantly.
""I want to know - which rule did we break?"" The girl seemingly couldn’t take it anymore.
""This is a natural resource. Why do you claim it belongs to your Capital City Martial Arts Association?""
Phoebe Billy squinted and shouted, ""If I say it is, then it is! Everything under heaven - all martial arts resources are distributed by the Capital City Martial Arts Association!""
""Bullshit! How can the Capital City Martial Arts Association be so tyrannical?""
At that moment, a voice rang out."
