Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 213 Body Refining Starts

Gilbert had no intention of teaching Darren a lesson. On the contrary, it was a simple test todetermine what level Darren had mastered! Gilbert had been curious about Darren's genuinestrength after witnessing his capabilities during the battle. Had he reached the middle stage of theWonder Realm? Darren must be a superior talent on the Talent Roll if he attained this level at such ayoung age.

"There is no need. I do not match your level.” Darren refused

Gilbert was at the middle stage of the Wonder Realm, which was more powerful than the primarystage of the Wonder Realm. There was no doubt that Darren did not match his level. It was thus,meaningless to accept the challenge.

Darren differed from the others considering the skills he had mastered. He was learning from the"Nine Changes of the Demon" and the "Demonic Blood Refining Skill.” The former was a legendarymartial arts skill! Once he fully comprehended the third stage, his strength would get much closer tothe middle stage of the Wonder Realm. An attack from a cultivator at the middle stage of theWonder Realm would not harm Darren once he succeeded in his body refining. Then, he would beable to defeat the strongest cultivators at the middle stage of the Wonder Realm.

Darren's ultimate purpose was to reach the top 100 on the Talent Roll. Now that he had the swordcore, Darren had no time left. He could enter the Wonder Realm at any minute once his spiritualenergy reached its limit. Recently, his talents had improved radically. Along with that, his cultivationbase had gradually upgraded as Darren had absorbed spiritual energy into his body. Luckily, theway he absorbed spiritual energy was gentle and slow. There was no need to worry about any fightbetween his sword intent and blade intent inside his body because of it.

Another advantage was that part of the spiritual energy Darren had assimilated would be used toheal himself when wounded. Only the remaining spiritual energy would continually and slowlyimprove his cultivation base.

Darren had been badly injured before. At that time, he had collected a lot of bloody red plantscontaining spiritual energy to assimilate and heal his wounds. Even though the spiritual energy wasnot much, it was enough to promote his cultivation base to a few stages higher.

So, what Darren needed most now was to get on the Talent Roll and head for the Raksa Sea. Beforethat, he needed to visit the Starry Tower to ask Hanson about how to use the Primitive Stone."Ha-ha, do not worry, kid. I promise not to hurt you, okay?" Gilbert speculated that Darren wasafraid of being injured.

But that was not what worried Darren. With a shake of his head, Darren replied, "Thanks, but there isno need. I have to leave now." Darren was calm as he turned to leave.

"Wait! Kid!"

Seeing that Darren was leaving, Gilbert released an attack. The force of the blow was equivalent tothe power of a cultivator who had just reached the middle stage of the Wonder Realm. Gilbert wassure of Darren's ability to dodge it.

"Oh?" Immediately, Darren sensed an immense power surging toward him. It was stronger than theOmnipotent Talent Skill from his former opponents.

Darren would be hurt if he did not use Earth Formation and his demonic transformation skill.

As Darren contemplated whether or not to dodge the attack, an overwhelming and oppressive auraswept over everyone present. A chill descended over the training ground.

It had to be Scott. No one else had this kind of formidable power in the Dragon Holy Land.

"It is the Holy Lord!

Holy Lord!"

All people present, including Gilbert, hurriedly kneeled to show their respect as Scott appeared.Strangely Gilbert sensed a tinge of coldness in the way the Holy Lord glanced at him.

“But why? Is there a relationship between the boy and the Holy Lord?" Gilbert became worried. Paniccoursed through him at the thought.

Scott waved gently and casually as he levitated. And then, the power emanating from Gilbert wasblocked.

"Follow me, my dear Darren,” Scott uttered gently and kindly. No one had heard him speak like thisbefore.

They were astounded. From what they had heard and seen, Scott was a stern man. But now? He wasacting like a kind big brother! “Seriously? Is something wrong with our ears? What had justhappened?

What does it mean? Darren and Scott? Are they acquainted?’ people thought.

Bella kneeled, still shocked by what she had heard. Her face paled the moment Scott arrived. Shecould not help but stare at Darren. Bella felt as though her heart was sinking, like a stone falling intoan abyss. Desperation devoured her.

"Okay, Scott, my dear brother!”

Darren said. His words echoed in the silent training ground, like thunder rumbling and crackling intheir minds.

Brother, he called Scott brother! They were brothers!

Upon hearing Darren's words, Bella panicked and lost consciousness.

But Darren did not notice her. He followed Scott's orders and walked toward the exit. And this time,no one dared to stop him. All the disciples lowered their heads obediently. Darren had becomesomeone they admired.

"Gilbert, you should be ashamed of yourself. You offended my guest. Only your death can pay forit." Scott's cold, merciless words shocked everyone. Especially Gilbert. He prostrated on the stage—shivering, desperate, and hopeless.

A violation against Scott? No, it was not an option. Scott's words were a sacred order. Gilbert was soterrified that he could not explain. All he wished now was that Scott would be merciful to his family.He could not annoy Scott anymore.

"My dear Holy Lord, I will accept your punishment.” Gilbert spoke though he trembled like a leaf in astorm. He knew that he had to be as obedient as possible to avoid angering Scott further.

"Scott, please forgive him. He did not mean to hurt me. It is not a big deal.” Darren did not wantsomeone to die because of this. He could sense that Gilbert had no ill intentions.

"Since you said so, I will spare him." Scott nodded and turned to all present. "Darren is my brother.You should respect him as you respect me. His words are my words. If I see any further signs ofdisrespect, you will pay with your life, understood?”

Scott didn't speak loudly, but his instructions spread to every corner of the Dragon Holy Land. Afterhearing his order, some elders with a strong cultivation base released their spiritual sense toexamine and memorize what Darren looked like. Since their Holy Lord was speaking, they paidattention. They knew that they had to be careful.

And then, Scott and Darren left for the grandest palace.

Curious, a discussion erupted among all present in the training ground and across the Dragon HolyLand. After Darren and Scott left, they could finally talk about Darren with their companions.Especially Gilbert, he rushed to Bella and woke her. Then he instructed her to bow in Darren'sdirection together. "Bella. Come on, admit your mistake and apologize!"

"I am sorry, Darren. This is my fault.”

Bella bowed, a complex expression flashed on her face.

Darren followed Scott to a palace that was full of spiritual herbs and precious treasures, including abig cauldron used for refining pill.

"Ha-ha, Scott, look at what you prepared for me! You are so nice.” Darren laughed

"I expected you to take at least two months. Why do you return so soon? Does something happen?”Scott had estimated that Darren would need more time to acquire blood from a level six demonicmonster. But why did he return so quickly? Had something happened?

Apparently, Darren recalled something awful as his expression turned stern when he heard Scott'squestions. Subsequently, Darren told Scott what happened in great details, including how ahorrifying soul had attacked him and how he escaped.

Scott's expression also turned solemn when he heard it.

"No wonder I sensed that you were in danger. I assumed you were fighting with a level six monster,so I did not take actions. It is my fault. I should be more careful.” Scott and Darren were connectedas they had made a contract. He could sense if Darren's life were being threatened.

"Scott, do you know what soul hunters are? Have you ever heard of them?" Darren was deeplyworried. A powerful entity had attacked him. What should he do if he came across such a strongand mysterious opponent again?

"They are a mysterious cult in the east hills. They disappeared more than a hundred years ago. Inever expected that they would return. Their return means that something big happens. You will bein a lot of trouble if you get involved." Scott frowned as he spoke. Then something else occurred tohim. So he tried to comfort Darren, "Do not worry. They don't dare to enter our territory. At leastthe strong evil cultivators would not.”

"Why?" Darren was confused. Powerful men could do anything that they wanted. Why would Scottsay they were forbidden from his territory and that they would obey that rule?

"I do not know all the details. What I do know is that this has something to do with the great masterof the Medicine Pavilion. He restrains the evil cultivators from entering the southern land.”

Darren felt relieved. Simultaneously, Scott's explanation piqued his curiosity. How powerful was themaster of the Medicine Pavilion to order such an evil group? How terrified were they of the masterof the Medicine Pavilion if they listened? His existence alone was sufficient to keep soul huntersaway from the southern land. There was only one explanation. The master of the Medicine Pavilionwas more powerful than he could imagine.

This was when Darren's interest in being a rule cultivator was sparked. Wouldn't everyone admire astrong, powerful rule cultivator?

Darren then handed the demonic monster blood he had collected to Scott. He watched carefully asScott mixed the potion in the first stage of skin refining.

"Remember, Darren. The longer you stay in the potion, the better the effect of the skin refiningstage. It will set an important foundation for your upcoming stages. I must warn you, though. It ispainful. Are you ready?"

"Definitely." Darren nodded before leaping into the boiling big cauldron.