257 Refine Lots, Kay? (1/2)

”I don't understand, Sect Master. Why must we withdraw after we destroy the Bloodfiend Sect?”

The Sect Master's decision filled the inner elders with confusion. They could not comprehend why the Sect Master made such a decision, but they were unwilling to give up such a big that is the Valaran Kingdom.

Taking over the Valaran Kingdom meant access to more resources and a wider circle to scout for talented disciples to strengthen and expand their sect.

With such a temptation, how could they simply give up?

The Sect Master knew what they were thinking and snorted.

”Don't think for a second that the Valaran Kingdom is easy picking once the Bloodfiend Sect is removed from the picture. Do not let greed blind your judgment. Treasures are only good if you are alive to enjoy it.”

Seeing that the inner elders were unconvinced and not comprehending his meaning, the Sect Master continued.

”Although we have learned to co-exist with the Ishaan Royal family and not control them, it is different for the Bloodfiend Sect and Illusory Butterfly Sect. The people of the Valaran Kingdom had been terrorized by the sect for so long that they formed a prejudice against sects, not to mention both sects had waged on the Crawford Kingdom. That is to say that if we do not pull out after assisting, it would be seen as us trying to reap the benefits of their efforts. Whatever favorable impression we are trying to build, would be lost, do you understand now?”

The inner elders scratched their bald heads with some realization.

Everyone at the round table was bald, tanned brown, topless, and packed with bulging muscles. This was the most distinctive trait of members of the Burning Heaven Sect, which was a result of training their bodies to the limits with the burning sands of the desert that occupied most of the Ishaan Kingdom.

Perhaps as a result of their extreme physical training, they had muscles for brains and were not able to see clearly as the Sect Master could.

Although none of them was a Transcendent due to the bottleneck of their poor cultivation method, each of them could stand their grown against a Transcendent in a fight. They could not win, but they would not lose either.

”Since no one no longer objects, start mobilizing the disciples immediately. We will hit them while they least expect it.”

This time, the inner elders all silently agreed without complaint.

…

Capital.

The chaos within the Upper Districts was eventually quelled under everyone's united efforts. The disciples of the Bloodfiend Sect causing trouble in the Upper District were killed. After a quick count, Leon found that they had numbered over fifty people.

Fifty people who had been hidden inside the Upper District all this!

Leon felt grim but did not commence an immediate search for their hideouts.

A hint of urgency led him to visit the Royal Palace. The grave situation wasn't something he could resolve by himself.

”Grandpa Don!”

Leon immediately cried out the moment he saw the top Grandmaster Alchemist in the kingdom return to the palace from the sky.

Grandpa Don landed nearby after hearing his call.

”Brat, you're back.”

The grandmaster was excited to see Leon for reasons unbeknownst to him.

”Where did you just go, Grandpa Don?” Leon immediately followed up with a question, finding it odd that the grandmaster didn't stay in the palace.

”I went to check out the city in the north. Why, what's the matter?”

”How is the situation there? Were there any disciples of the Bloodfiend Sect rampaging in the city?”

”Oh, there was, but they are all dead now.” The grandmaster responded with a look of awe. The disciples of the Bloodfiend Sect had all died cleanly.

”As I expected, the Bloodfiend Sect was there.” Leon nodded with a look of expectation, mistakenly believed that Grandpa Don was the one who wiped them out.

”Grandpa Don, I need your help. I suspect that every other city is facing the same situation. If we hurry, we might be able to save a few cities from a complete massacre.” Leon continued with a grave look. He had already assumed that was the best they could hope for.

Grandpa Don realized the misunderstanding and shook his head. ”There's no need for that. A hidden expert solved this problem for us. I just went to confirm that this was the case. All the disciples of Bloodfiend Sect had been dealt with by this person alone.”

”A hidden expert?”

Leon was startled. It seems he had underestimated the Human Domain a tad too much.

A brief talk with Grandpa Don allowed him to learn more details on the matter. The hidden expert was a high-level Transcendent with great mastery over the Water Law, something he did not sense because he had reached to touch upon the Transcendent realm.

”By the way, brat. You need to do something about that disciple of yours. That little monster won't leave me alone.” Grandpa Don said helplessly.

”My disciple…? Ah…”

Leon paused for a moment before he recalled that he did accept such a person under his tutelage.

However, the master had briefly forgotten about the disciple and the disciple did not seem to care about the master and went to seek someone else's teachings. This was probably the lousiest master-disciple relationship in the history of all worlds.

”Where is he now?” Leon asked.

”He is…”

”Grandmaster Don, there you are! I've been looking for you!”

Grandpa Don was about to answer, but a distant cry interrupted him, and his calm demeanor crumbled with embarrassment. ”Ahem, anyway, do something about that little monster, and get him to stop bugging me, alright?”

Little did Leon know, the grandmaster alchemist had gotten his pill disciple to perform many pill refinement sessions in the name of guidance in the past 2 weeks, but in truth, the grandmaster alchemist had been the one to secretly learn from his disciple instead.

With little to teach, the grandmaster alchemist naturally resumed avoided the little monster. Don had once shouted the truth that he had nothing to teach, but the blockhead was not easily convinced.

Before Leon could say something, Grandpa Don had already legged it and disappeared from his view.

Leon was speechless.

”Grandmaster! Wait!” Reginald chased after.