Chapter 789: Chapter 789 An Ancestors Last Strength
The next day.
I was still lying in bed with my eyes closed when there was a knock on the door.
As the door opened, I saw Tilda Maxwayne standing at the entrance.
"Mrs. Maxwayne," I quickly ushered her in.
Tilda nodded slightly and sat down across from me with breakfast in hand.
"Have your breakfast first," Tilda said.
I didn’t hesitate and started eating right away.
"I came here today to tell you some good news," Tilda said with a smile.
My eyes lit up, and I hurriedly said, "Mrs. Maxwayne, please tell me."
Tilda smiled, "After our discussion, we’ve decided to infuse the Power of Martial Saint into your body."
"Thank you, Mrs. Maxwayne!" I was overjoyed and quickly got up to thank her.
Tilda laughed, "If you want to thank anyone, thank your Pavilion Master. It’s because she’s willing to vouch for you that we trust you."
Upon hearing this, I felt even more gratitude towards the Pavilion Master in my heart.
"Although we agreed to infuse the Power of Martial Saint into you, there is still a problem at the moment," Tilda said.
I nodded, "Please do tell."
"You said you would owe our Maxwayne family a favor and guarantee our family’s eternal existence, right?" Tilda asked.
"That’s right," I nodded.
"But have you thought about it? The Power of Martial Saint can be taken out at any time to deal with an emergency, but you cannot," Tilda said seriously.
"You are far away in the Pyro, and if something disastrous happens to the Maxwayne family, even if you want to help, you won’t make it in time."
"And the Cordelia Kingdom has many conflicting powers, and no one can guarantee that another Purple Flame Sect won’t appear."
After listening to Tilda’s words, I fell silent.
Tilda was right. Distant water can’t save a nearby fire; if anything happened to the Maxwayne family, I couldn’t reach them immediately.
I didn’t say anything for a while. Moments later, I suddenly looked at Tilda.
"Mrs. Maxwayne, I will properly address this issue. Please rest assured," I said with a serious expression.
Tilda asked with some doubt, "Can you tell me your solution?"
I smiled, "It’s a secret for now, but I promise to ensure the safety of the Maxwayne family."
After a moment of silence, Tilda ultimately chose to trust me.
"Mrs. Maxwayne, when does the ceremony to infuse the Power of Martial Saint begin?" I asked.
Tilda replied, "Tonight at eight o’clock, I’ll come to find you."
"Alright," I nodded, trying to suppress the excitement in my heart.
After Tilda left, I couldn’t calm my emotions for the rest of the day.
The Power of Martial Saint might not be a genuine Martial Saint Realm, but as long as it was related to the title of Martial Saint, it was worlds apart from being a Marquis.
The Power of Martial Saint could unleash such terrifying power in Leticia, let alone in my own body?
As time passed rapidly, the evening arrived in the blink of an eye.
Around seven o’clock, Tilda Maxwayne arrived at my room.
I had already made preparations early on, and as soon as I saw Tilda, I immediately stood up.
"Come with me," Tilda said, smiling.
I quickly nodded, following Tilda to a secret chamber in the Maxwayne Family Manor.
The Maxwayne Family Manor had many houses scattered around, one of which was an unremarkable fortress-like building.
We stopped at the entrance of this building.
Tilda looked up at the gateway and said, "This is the place."
I took a deep breath, trying to suppress my excited emotions.
Then, Tilda raised her palm onto the gateway.
For an instant, dazzling light shone, and numerous strange characters flashed in front of me.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a loud rumble, the gate of the fortress slowly opened!
The moment the gate opened, an antique atmosphere rushed towards us.
Tilda took the lead in stepping inside, looking at me and saying, "Come in."
Not wanting to waste any time, I quickly followed her in.
Beams of light lit up the room, and it was quite spacious within the fortress.
In the center of the room was a large circular plate.
The plate was covered in dense talisman inscriptions, and at its center was a rusty small lock.
I had never seen the Power of Martial Saint before and had no idea how it would be infused into me.
Looking at the scene before me, I was surprised, "Is this the Power of Martial Saint?"
Tilda ignored my question and walked to the center of the plate. She put her hands together and whispered, as if casting some technique.
Then, Tilda bit her fingertip and dripped a drop of blood onto the plate’s center.
"Boom..."
After a moment, the plate suddenly rumbled and began to spin slowly.
Brilliant lights burst from the plate, followed by an overwhelming sense of power!
My expression turned serious, and I involuntarily took two steps back.
Suddenly, an impressive figure appeared above the radiant light.
The figure was tall and handsome with an air of looking down upon the world.
In his deep, mesmerizing eyes, a captivating charm like that of stars shone.
Tilda knelt down and whispered, "Please, Old Ancestor, infuse me with the Power of Martial Saint to help the Maxwayne family tide over this crisis."
The cold gaze of the figure swept over Tilda. His eyes lingered on her body, then he sighed, "So the Maxwayne family has finally come to this point."
Tilda remained silent, just kneeling with her hands together.
"Very well, I shall use the last of my strength to protect the Maxwayne family," the Old Ancestor said coldly.
Hearing his words, Tilda immediately looked at me.
I wasted no time, quickly stepping forward and standing before the Old Ancestor.
With hands clasped and a slight bow, my face showed an expression of respect.
The figure slowly raised his palm, and in an instant, a dazzling light shone. Beams of powerful energy rushed towards my head!
For a moment, I felt a warm flow coursing through my body, traveling from the top of my head down to various parts of my body.
An astonishing amount of energy brewed within my body.
As the Old Ancestor infused the Power of Martial Saint into me, his figure began to fade.
My dantian was filled with a powerful force that didn’t belong to me.
It was an unfathomable strength beyond my wildest imagination, something I had never felt before!
It seemed that my entire body had undergone a transformation at that moment, my flesh even becoming more indestructible!
The process took a full three hours before gradually coming to an end, and at this point, the Old Ancestor’s figure was already somewhat blurred.
"Young one, remember, never allow my Maxwayne Family to perish!" The figure left behind his final obsession before fading away and vanishing completely.
