Chapter 806: Chapter 806 The Moment Has Arrived
Watching my mysterious expression, the man with the mustache grew even more curious.
"What are you thinking?" the man with the mustache asked with doubt.
I looked at him and said, "The Capital City Martial Arts Association is scary, more frightening than I thought."
"That’s all? Do we really need to verify that?" the man with the mustache rolled his eyes.
"Sure, they’re scary, but the power they can actually use is pretty limited," I shook my head and said.
"Even though I don’t know what force is holding them back, I’m certain they absolutely can’t deploy a Martial Saint!"
"If that’s true, the Capital City Martial Arts Association isn’t as scary as we believed."
Rubbing his chin, the man with the mustache said, "The Capital City Martial Arts Association has been around for ages; they definitely have a Martial Saint."
"But for decades now, they haven’t deployed a Martial Saint for any operation."
I sneered, "Exactly, so if I strike at the Capital City Martial Arts Association, there’s absolutely no reason for a Martial Saint to show up."
"Strike at the Capital City Martial Arts Association?!" Hearing this, the man with the mustache was shocked, his face filled with terror!
Without thinking, he stepped back twice and mumbled, "You’ve lost it. I need to keep my distance from you."
I glanced at him and said, "Relax, I won’t do anything to them right now."
With my current strength, attacking the Capital City Martial Arts Association was impossible.
After all, I depended on the Power of the Martial Saint, and if that power vanished, I’d still be easy prey for the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
"But it won’t be long." I thought silently.
Right now, I was in my late-term Military Marquis stage, but I no longer worried much about regular Peak Form Military Marquises.
As for the Half-step Martial Sages beyond the Peak Form of Military Marquis, they were the most terrifying creatures.
"Keep an eye on him, I’m going to make a call," I said.
I stood up and walked outside, then dialed Alexa Madron’s number.
The call connected quickly, and Alexa Madron sounded friendly on the other end: "Mason Raymond, what brings you to call me?"
Getting straight to business, I said, "I’ve located the Mystic Realm where Mabel Sean is imprisoned, but I can’t open it right now."
Alexa Madron’s voice carried shock, "Are you certain?"
"Yes." I nodded.
"Does your Michelle Sect have a method to open the Mystic Realm?"
Alexa Madron quickly said, "Absolutely! Our Michelle Sect’s history goes back much further than the Capital City Martial Arts Association’s!"
"Great, send someone as quickly as possible," I said.
Alexa Madron readily agreed, then asked, "Do you need additional backup?"
"No need." I said.
Alexa Madron promised, "Alright, I’ll dispatch someone to the Capital City immediately! Once they arrive, I’ll reach out to you."
After I made a confirming sound, I hung up directly.
I took a deep breath, whispering to myself, "I’ve finally made it to this day."
——
After ending the call, Alexa Madron was thrilled!
Racing back to the Mystic Realm, he headed straight to a particular room.
In the room, a man wearing black robes sat upright and stern.
Upon entering, Alexa Madron said excitedly, "Sir, Mason Raymond has located the Mystic Realm where Mabel Sean is imprisoned."
The man in black robes raised his eyes to Alexa Madron.
Squinting slightly, he asked coldly, "Really?"
"Definitely!" Alexa Madron answered, excited.
Upon hearing this, the man in black robes slowly rose.
With his hands clasped behind him, he murmured, "At last, the moment has arrived. Once we obtain Mabel Sean, the Michelle Sect will certainly rise to power again!"
Alexa Madron added, longingly, "After suffering hardships for so many years, we’ve finally made it to today!"
The man in black robes stayed quiet for a moment, then looked at Alexa Madron and said, "I will dispatch someone to the Capital City to meet Mason Raymond."
"At the same time, I will contact members within Pyro, to position them nearby."
"The moment the person brings her out, they’ll immediately take Mabel Sean away from Pyro!"
Alexa Madron quickly nodded in agreement, "Okay!"
——
The following day.
I sat in a temporary room waiting for Alexa Madron’s update.
Right then, Leticia, lying on the floor, fought to open his eyes.
The faint sound didn’t escape my hearing.
"Tsk tsk, deserving of an Earth Rank peak Demonic Beast, recovering so fast," I commented coolly.
Leticia glared at me, clenching his teeth and said, "Mason Raymond, I won’t forgive you..."
I sneered, "Save your strength; you’re no opponent for me."
Fighting to rise, Leticia remained motionless on the ground.
"Stay put honestly, and as long as Ms. Zackary cooperates, I won’t harm you," I said with a slight smile.
"If you dare harm Ms. Zackary, I swear I won’t forgive you!" Leticia angrily responded.
"Tsk tsk, the connection between you two is pretty solid," I remarked mockingly.
Just as Leticia was about to argue back, my phone suddenly rang.
I answered the phone and stepped aside.
After the call connected, an unknown voice came from the other end.
"Is this Mason Raymond?" the person asked coldly.
I made an agreeing sound.
The other party went on, "I am Leigh Simpson from the Michelle Sect, and I’ll reach Capital City Airport in two hours."
"Got it." I agreed with one word and ended the call.
Stroking my chin, I murmured, "They’re quite quick..."
After finishing the call, I went back to the room.
I squatted down before Leticia and said, "Don’t worry, I won’t harm you. I just have some questions to ask."
Leticia turned his head away with a cold snort.
I continued, "As a Demonic Beast, you should know where Demonic Beasts typically show up, right? Tell me the spot."
"Also, I need a Spirit Core."
Leticia bared his teeth with a cold laugh, "Do you think I’ll tell you?"
I shrugged, "You’ll tell me eventually. I don’t have time to handle you now. I’ll ask again when I return."
Then, I quickly told the man with the mustache a few things and rushed toward the airport.
Two hours later.
Leigh Simpson sent me a message: Exit 3.
Putting my phone away, I headed toward the third exit.
Within minutes, a group of passengers came out from Exit 3.
I narrowed my eyes, my gaze landing on a young man dressed in black.
At the same moment, the young man looked toward me.
