Chapter 820: Chapter 820 Tower Of Ancient Knowledge
I briefly furrowed my eyebrows seeing Saumel Baton behind me.
"Mr. Raymond, we meet again," Saumel Baton said politely.
I nodded at him and asked, "What did you mean by what you just said?"
Baton chuckled. "As you should know, Mabel Sean carries a unique bloodline. This bloodline is incredibly powerful. Whoever possesses Mabel can establish a super-strong sect."
I stayed quiet, signaling Baton to go on.
"Hence, many sects, many powers in the world, have set their eyes on her," Baton continued.
I nodded slightly. Then I said to Baton, who wore a half-smiling expression, "You’re suggesting Mabel isn’t safe with me. How would you suggest I proceed then?"
Baton answered casually, "Mr. Raymond, to be honest, I too come from a certain Mystic Realm."
"Hmm." I wasn’t surprised by his comment.
Baton went on, "The safest place would be to take her to a Mystic Realm. Of course, Mr. Raymond, if you’d like, you could come with me."
At these words, my opinion of Baton immediately dropped.
I couldn’t possibly trust this man, Baton.
Besides, considering we were strangers, why would Baton decide to help me?
"There’s no need for that," I refused without hesitation.
Baton laughed. "Mr. Raymond, don’t tell me you’re worried about me? Miss Green and I are friends."
"Yes, Mr. Baton is trustworthy," Elena Green added.
My eyes slightly narrowed.
I stared at Elena Green in front of me and said half-jokingly, "Miss Green, honestly speaking, I had a decent impression of you before, but now... sorry, but it’s better if you keep your distance going forward."
After saying this, I turned and walked away.
A hint of surprise flashed through Elena Green’s beautiful eyes. Hesitating for a moment, she then hurriedly followed him.
"Mr. Raymond, are you implying that I’m after Mabel’s blood?" Elena Green asked with a slightly furrowed brow.
"Whether you are or not, does it matter?" I scoffed.
"I risked my life to bring Mabel out. Do you think I would trust her with you?"
"Mr. Raymond, you misunderstood us," Saumel Baton caught up with them.
"My original intention was to provide you with a residence. Once your Power of Martial Saint disappears, the Capital City Martial Arts Association won’t let you off."
I laughed coldly. "There’s no need for your concerns. I have a plan."
"Also, I warn you both—I will not spare anyone who attempts to access Mabel Sean."
Saumel Baton and Elena Green exchanged a glance, left speechless for a moment.
After returning, I immediately made a phone call to the man with the mustache.
"How is it? Have you completed the teleport array?" I asked.
The man with the mustache grunted, "It’s not that simple. Be patient!"
After saying that, the man with the mustache hung up the phone reluctantly.
Sitting alone in the vast Mansion, I felt slightly worried.
I had a feeling that things probably wouldn’t be this simple.
Suddenly, I felt a figure appearing outside.
"Who is it?" I swiftly stood up, my aura exploding.
Upon closer inspection, I saw Leticia approaching.
I frowned and moved forward, asking, "Heaven Swallowing Python? Are you here for revenge?"
Leticia coldly said, "Although I don’t like you, I can distinguish right from wrong. The one who killed Ms. Zackary was the Capital City Martial Arts Association, not you."
I joked half-seriously, "Sometimes, beasts are more principled than humans."
Leticia ignored my remark. He coldly said, "You wanted the inner core, right?"
"Hmm? What do you mean by that?" A hint of surprise crossed my face.
Leticia coldly said, "I can lead you to the inner core."
"Didn’t you give me the address last time?" I asked.
Leticia shook his head, stating, "I lied to you last time. That address was fake."
I was a bit annoyed upon hearing this.
"I can take you to find the inner core, but I have a condition," Leticia stated solemnly.
I sat down and nodded lightly, indicating for Leticia to continue.
Leticia, with his eyes squinted, suggested, "When attacking the Capital City Martial Arts Association...take me with you!"
A hint of surprise flashed across my face.
I joked, "To avenge Ms. Zackary?"
"What do you think?" Leticia snorted coldly.
I thought for a moment and then agreed, "Alright, I promise."
After getting a firm answer, Leticia said nothing more and left.
...
The next day.
I arrived at the entrance of the Martial Arts Academy at the agreed-upon time.
I felt a touch of excitement inside.
I had heard about the Scripture Pavilion many times—not only does it contain techniques, but it also records related history.
As for the rumors about the masked woman, I was finally able to see for myself.
At this moment, elegantly dressed young men from every major family had already gathered there.
As agreed, Phoebe Billy was already waiting there early.
"Mr. Raymond!" On seeing me, Pearson Bowman and others greeted me.
I nodded in acknowledgment.
Since I made a big disturbance at the Capital City Martial Arts Association, these aristocratic young men had acknowledged me more, and even wanted to win me over.
I chose to keep a proper distance from them.
"Everyone’s here. Let’s get going," Phoebe Billy said.
The crowd nodded. Together, they journeyed toward the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
After crossing the hall of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, they arrived at the courtyard.
Among the countless houses in the courtyard, a tall tower stood at the deepest part. This tower was the renowned Scripture Pavilion.
Three golden letters sparkled under the light, incredibly dazzling.
Standing below the Scripture Pavilion, I could feel an aura of tranquility.
This aura stemmed from the teachings of western Buddhism, containing a hint of the power of faith.
"The Scripture Pavilion...last time I came was ten years ago," Zora Solomon murmured.
"Same. I was such a kid when I first visited. Now look how much time has passed," someone else chimed in.
Phoebe Billy coughed and instructed, "You can’t stay too long in the Scripture Pavilion. I’ll give you all three days. After that, everyone must leave, understood?"
"President Billy, rest assured," everyone nodded in agreement.
Phoebe Billy said no more. He walked towards the Scripture Pavilion with a token in his hand.
As Billy activated it, the token started to shimmer with rays of light.
