Chapter 728: Chapter 728 A Legend Returns
The two auras crashed into each other at that moment.
I felt a deadly killing intent radiating from Watson Thompson - raw and unmistakable!
The murderous aura was crystal clear and overwhelming. She definitely wanted me dead!
I narrowed my eyes as golden light burst from my body.
At the same time, the mask in Watson’s grip shook, like she might slip it over her face any second.
Right at that crucial instant, Watson suddenly released her grip.
The murderous intent around her vanished completely.
"Mason, I need to leave. Don’t worry about me," Watson said, sounding defeated.
Relief washed through me.
Thank God Watson was still herself.
"Word about that mask has gotten out. If you go alone, you’re walking into danger," I said, my forehead creasing with worry.
"Mabel considers you her sister, which makes you mine too. I can’t abandon you."
Watson pressed her palm against her forehead. "Fine, fine, I’ll do what you say. Happy now?"
I felt satisfied seeing her give in.
But underneath, worry still gnawed at me.
Watson’s behavior just moments ago hadn’t seemed like an act at all.
"If everything’s fine... shouldn’t we get out of here fast?" The mustached man dabbed sweat from his brow.
I stepped forward with a grin. "Mustache, did you rob some tomb? You look terrified."
The mustached man shot me a dirty look. "I didn’t! And if I had, you would’ve made me do it!"
I shrugged. "Whatever. There’s definitely history between you two."
The mustached man scratched his scalp. "Yeah, I think so too, but I have no clue what..."
I knew the mustached man kept plenty of secrets buried, so I didn’t push further.
The three of us climbed onto the teleportation platform to escape the Immortal Slaying Sect.
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The moment the trio departed, powerful dark energy exploded throughout the Immortal Slaying Sect!
The entire sect’s ground vibrated and hummed, like something massive was about to break free.
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After ditching the Immortal Slaying Sect, we made it back to the island.
"Okay, time to head home now, right?" Watson asked.
I laughed. "Why rush back? Let’s go have some real fun first."
Then I turned to the mustached man with a serious expression. "You can take off now."
The mustached man glared. "In your dreams! I know exactly what you’re planning. You want to hunt for treasure!"
I shook my head when I heard this.
Nothing got past this mustached guy.
Just like he suspected, I planned to search for that ancient medicinal ingredient next.
Once I obtained that ten-thousand-year-old herb, I’d have complete confidence to break into the late Military Marquis stage!
Then I wouldn’t need to stress about facing Leticia and Alberto Sean anymore.
"Alright, tag along. Another pair of hands won’t hurt," I said.
Based on Alexa Madron’s intel, the ancient medicinal ingredient had surfaced in a border town in Pyro’s southwest called Downton City.
Despite being on the frontier, the place thrived.
The reason was simple - the location was paradise.
Eternal spring weather, singing birds, blooming flowers, mountains meeting ocean, drawing endless tourists.
Wealthy young men threw lavish parties there, and international visitors flocked for holidays.
I purchased three tickets to Downton City, ready to explore the town.
While waiting to board, I pulled up the Martial Arts Forum on my phone.
The forum was buzzing with Leticia hype.
Over recent days, Leticia had challenged and crushed nearly every top fighter in Capital City - even Bryce Johansson had fallen to him!
I studied the phone content, my brow tightening slightly.
"Bryce Johansson lost too?" The mustached man leaned over to peek.
I glanced at him. "Not shocking. Leticia’s a Heaven Swallowing Python with built-in advantages."
"Humans rarely beat demonic beasts at equal levels, especially Earth-Rank creatures like Leticia."
The mustached man nodded gravely. "Word is a Heaven Swallowing Python’s hide is incredibly tough - like Black Gold Stone. Regular Marquis can barely scratch their defenses."
I sighed softly.
A demonic beast at Peak Military Marquis was definitely trouble.
I kept scrolling, hunting for clues about the ancient medicinal materials.
Sadly, I combed through the entire Martial Arts Forum without finding anything related to ten-thousand-year-old herbs.
"Is the Michelle Sect lying to me?" I wondered with a frown.
But that seemed unlikely - the Michelle Sect had no reason to deceive me.
"Or maybe... the Capital City Martial Arts Association is deliberately burying this information?" A possibility suddenly struck me.
The Capital City Martial Arts Association always hoarded resources for themselves.
These ancient medicinal ingredients were premium cultivation materials - if they knew about them, they’d definitely move fast.
"Any news probably got scrubbed by them," I shook my head in frustration.
I had no idea what kind of heavy hitters the Capital City Martial Arts Association would deploy to grab these ancient herbs.
I casually browsed my phone, about to exit the forum when I spotted a fresh post:
Leticia challenges Paul Randall, and Paul accepts!
Seeing this headline, I quickly tapped the message.
It spelled out their battle’s location and timing.
The venue was Westonia Mountain in Capital City, scheduled for three days out.
"Leticia’s actually challenging Paul Randall? Paul’s the top dog in Pyro!"
"Got to respect Leticia’s guts."
"The outcome’s anyone’s guess. Since Bryce Johansson fell to Leticia, who’s to say Paul Randall won’t?"
"New blood replacing the old guard - hard to predict who’ll come out on top."
I gripped my phone, my forehead creasing deeply.
I never imagined Leticia would challenge Paul Randall!
"Paul Randall... Leticia’s got serious nerve," the mustached man mumbled.
I frowned. "I wonder if Senior Paul can pull off a win."
The mustached man shrugged. "Tough call since Leticia’s a Heaven Swallowing Python."
"But I’ve got to hand it to the Capital City Martial Arts Association’s strategy. Using Paul Randall to build hype is pretty smart."
I nodded agreement.
If Leticia challenged Paul Randall, he’d become famous regardless of the result.
Paul Randall had massive name recognition - their fight would draw enormous attention!
The Martial Arts Forum even started taking bets on who’d win between Paul Randall and Leticia.
"I thought Paul Randall had retired. How’d he agree to Leticia’s challenge?" the mustached man asked, confused.
I stayed quiet.
I remembered my last battle with Gaile Whitman.
"Looks like Senior Paul plans to return to the martial world," I couldn’t help but sigh.
