Chapter 710: Chapter 710 A Wealth Of Problems
This room was packed with creation powers that Tristram Massy had gathered over time.
Most of these creation powers came from Gyeon City.
Put simply, the wealth that Gyeon City should’ve enjoyed was brutally stolen by Tristram Massy.
"What a brilliant strategy." I couldn’t stop myself from admiring it.
The world’s huge and full of weird stuff. Cross a technique master like this, and you might face bad luck forever.
I grabbed a bottle of creation powers and breathed in softly.
The creation powers in the bottle flowed into my body.
Just as I expected, the stored creation powers had turned pretty similar to qi over time, and absorbing them worked almost the same way.
"This creation power feels slightly different from regular qi," I said.
Tristram Massy nodded. "Yeah, it’s different. Like the old saying goes, land rich in qi produces exceptional people and places."
"And ’qi’ in that saying means creation powers, which are purer than the qi we use for training."
I nodded slightly. These creation powers really were different from ordinary qi - easier to absorb and more effective than normal qi.
"I’m taking these creation powers," I said, eyeing the jars on the wall.
Tristram Massy’s pupils shrank with fear, and he shook his head fast. "No way, I can only give you three bottles!"
I laughed coldly. "You think you get to bargain with me?"
Tristram Massy’s face turned sour, like he hated giving up these creation powers.
I was done wasting time with Tristram Massy. I snatched a bottle and shoved it straight into my Spatial Magic Artifact.
This way, I had enough resources for training, at least for now.
There was the Ice Heart and these creation powers for qi.
As for dark energy, the Coffin provided that.
"I should kill you, but since you gave me so many creation powers, I’ll let you live," I glanced at Tristram Massy.
After dropping those words, I planned to leave.
Right then, Tristram Massy’s eyes blazed with light, and a sharp weapon appeared in his hand!
"Die!" Tristram Massy roared, gripping the blade and stabbing it hard at me!
"Clang!"
But the blade didn’t just fail to pierce my body - it broke in half!
I slowly turned around and sneered. "You want to kill me with that piece of junk?"
Panic flashed across Tristram Massy’s face, and he quickly begged for mercy. "Mr. Raymond, spare my life... I was wrong..."
"You try to kill me and expect mercy? You think that’s gonna happen?" I scoffed.
Tristram Massy wanted to say more, but I didn’t give him the chance and directly slapped his head to pieces.
After that, I took the golden core from Tristram Massy’s body.
Adding Gene Massy’s, I now had four complete golden cores!
If I went into closed-door training, I’d definitely reach mid-term Military Marquis.
But I decided to hold back my cultivation for now because breaking through right now was too risky.
Not only would it take forever, but it might bring deadly disasters.
The Capital City Martial Arts Association and the great families could send people anytime.
"Wait a bit longer, and try to reach late-term Military Marquis in one shot," I thought to myself.
After dealing with Tristram Massy, I went back to the tavern.
——
Stella Lucas was still sitting there, looking around hopefully.
Mason Raymond’s sudden disappearance left Stella Lucas pretty confused.
"What are you looking at?" Mason Raymond walked straight over to Stella Lucas and sat down.
——
Stella Lucas gasped. "Mr. Raymond, where did you go? You just vanished."
I smiled and said, "Just went out to handle something."
Stella Lucas didn’t push for details, just nodded.
After dinner, Stella Lucas got a message from Alexa Madron, telling her to return to the Mystic Realm right away.
Seeing the message content, Stella Lucas waved her phone and joked, "Looks like your conditions worked - there’s news now."
Though I stayed calm on the surface, my heart grew more suspicious.
Could Michelle Sect really want to give me a Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Material?
A Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Material was an incredibly rare treasure! Even for great families and sects, it was a priceless sacred item.
Ten thousand years was enough for a big tree to develop spiritual wisdom, let alone a top-grade medicinal material.
"Mr. Raymond, just wait for me. I’ll let you know once I have news," Stella Lucas said while packing up.
I nodded.
I didn’t think about it more. As for Michelle Sect’s real intentions, I could only wait and see.
After getting back to my place, I roughly counted the resources I had:
Four golden cores from Military Marquis bodies, half an Ice Heart left, and nearly ten thousand bottles of creation powers.
Besides that, there were also some random herbs.
"If I can get a Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Material, I might actually reach late-term Military Marquis," I thought to myself.
Right now, I was only pre-term Military Marquis, but relying on my powerful physical strength, I was almost equal to most Marquis.
As long as I didn’t run into a Peak Form Military Marquis, I wouldn’t have too many problems moving around freely.
"With my current strength, facing a Peak Form Military Marquis is still tough," I muttered quietly.
Last time in the Ice Palace, that male and female pair almost cost me my life.
Plus, who knows how many more Peak Form Military Marquis still exist.
"Oh crap."
When thinking of the Ice Palace, I suddenly remembered something.
Watson Thompson!
The Ice Palace had their sights on Watson Thompson’s mask, so they’d never give up!
"No, I need to hurry back." I frowned.
With that thought, I put away all the herbs and materials in front of me, turned around, and got ready to leave Gyeon City.
As I reached the hotel entrance, I came face to face with Stella Lucas.
"Where is Mr. Raymond going?" Stella Lucas asked, surprised.
I said seriously, "I have something urgent to handle back home."
Stella was puzzled and said, "Is it that urgent?"
"Yeah," I nodded.
Seeing this, Stella Lucas didn’t ask more questions. She smiled and said, "I came to tell you some good news."
"Good news?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Could it be that you brought the Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Material?"
Stella Lucas blinked and said, "Close."
