Wilbur arrived at the entrance of Sealake Island with his men and found Jose lying on the ground. At that moment, Faye was already being held by the other party. With a quick glance, Wilbur estimated that there were probably over twenty people on the other side. "Tyrel, they're here." "Wilbur!" "Faye, don't be afraid, I'm here." Wilbur locked eyes with Tyrel, who stared and said, "You're Wilbur?" "Yes, I am Wilbur. I don't think I know you. At least, she is innocent. Could you let her go first, and then we can talk?" Tyrel stared and said, "You're right, we don't know each other, and this time, I'm not here for you. I can release her, but you must promise me, you cannot interfere in this matter!" "Tyrel, it's really you!" At this moment, Faron said, "You're here for me, right? That guy, he's your son, isn't he?" "Yes, Mister Campbell, you guessed it right. That person who raced against you and eventually fell off the cliff was my son. My son lost his life. What do you
"Hmph, ten million? Do you think you're dismissing a mere beggar? I can easily earn thirty to fifty million with just one project. Your ten million is nothing! Besides, now that my son is gone, what use is your money to me? Let me tell you, this is not something money can solve. No matter how much money you give me, whether it's a billion or a hundred billion, I won't accept it, because this money can't bring back my son's life." Faron's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Fine! If you don't want money, what do you want?" "I… I only want one thing, and that is for you to die." At that moment, a black-robed figure standing beside Tyrel shifted slightly. Tyrel said, "No need, step back. I thought torturing Faron would make me happy, but every time I see him, I'm reminded of my dead son, and I just want to kill him." While Tyrel was speaking, Wilbur had already activated his pores, releasing his dragon aura. Soon, his dragon aura pervaded the area. At that moment, the black-robed
"I hope you will accept this," the visitor said. "Please thank Mister Campbell for me," replied Wilbur. "Of course." After the person left, Wilbur spread the Nine Dragons Painting on the table. He saw nine dragons soaring in the clouds, each with a different form. They looked vivid and lifelike. The craftsmanship was exquisite, but Wilbur felt a sense of familiarity. He seemed to have seen this Nine Dragons Painting somewhere before. After careful consideration, Wilbur thought of his two bronze cauldrons. One with a single dragon and the other with three dragons, the dragon patterns carved on them were almost identical to those on the Nine Dragons Painting. From this, an idea emerged in Wilbur's mind: this Nine Dragons Painting and the Nine Dragon Cauldrons should have come from the same person. Painting and sculpture were two completely different concepts, and being able to integrate the two to display the same spirit of dragons soaring over the seas could probably only be d
After a fruitless search, Wilbur dialed Beverly's phone number. After all, Wilbur still trusted the strength of the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense. Ordinary people could not find information about the court painter Fremont, but perhaps the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense could. "Mister Penn, hello, is there anything I can help with?" "Beverly, can you help me check the information of the painter Fremont Skye who painted the Nine Dragons Painting?" "Sure, Mister Penn, please wait a moment. We are currently searching for information about Fremont." After about a minute, Beverly said, "Mister Penn, we have found some information about the court painter Fremont, but it's not comprehensive. We only know that the court painter Fremont once painted a Nine Dragons Painting, and later, there were rumors that he became a bronze cauldron craftsman." Sure enough, it was just as Wilbur suspected! There was a glint in Wilbur's eyes as he asked, "Is there any
About two minutes later, Layla said over the phone, "Sir, I've found the information you're looking for. I'll send it to your phone right away." A moment later, Wilbur received the information Layla had sent. Opening it, Wilbur found that Layla had located the whereabouts of five dragon cauldrons; the second, third, fourth, fifth, and seventh ones. Even the acquisition of the third cauldron by Tina for two million was investigated thoroughly. Apart from the third cauldron, there were still four dragon cauldrons left that he had information on. Combined with the two dragon cauldrons Wilbur already possessed, it came to a total of six dragon cauldrons. These six dragon cauldrons were extremely important to Wilbur, so he decided he would buy them all. Even if he could not find Fremont, or if Fremont was already deceased, the value of the Nine Dragon Cauldrons was immense. Without the dragon cauldrons, Wilbur would not dare to cultivate dragon aura, as the unruly dragon aura would in
Jiro was a dealer of collectibles and would have found someone else to sell his goods off to even if Wilbur had not gone looking for him. According to the data, Jiro had only bought the fourth dragon cauldron from someone else just half a month ago. He was just trying to hike up the price. Of course, Jiro would be happy that someone had come looking for him, and he said yes right away. "Alright, Mister Penn. Please come to my house if you'd like to buy some collectibles. Also, please send me the images of the collectibles you'd like first." "Sure." "Oh, please send me your address too." "Sure." Jiro sent his address to Wilbur within two minutes after hanging up, who rushed to his house at top speed. Jiro had managed to live in a bungalow by making money dealing with collectibles. Wilbur rang the doorbell, and the butler answered not long after. The butler was an old man who smiled at Wilbur. "You must be Mister Wilbur Penn, here to purchase some antiques?" "That's right
Jiro's gaze flashed, and he looked at Wilbur. Jiro had raised the price on purpose thinking that Wilbur would haggle for sure, and the final price would definitely be much lower than a million dollars. The truth was that Jiro had a bottom price in mind. The cauldron was finely crafted, but it was too small. Even four hundred dollars would be a pretty good price to sell it off it. Wilbur accepting the million-dollar price tag told Jiro that Wilbur definitely had a special interest in the cauldron. Maybe the cauldron had a special value of sorts. Regardless of what Wilbur saw in the cauldron, Jiro was a greedy man and his gaze flashed greedily. Naturally, he was not going to sell the cauldron off so easily now that he saw how interested Wilbur was. Jiro got to his feet, pouring Wilbur a cup of tea while pushing the box back to himself. "Mister Penn, I think we could negotiate the price." "What?" Wilbur looked at Jiro, confused. "Didn't we just finish negotiating? You offered
A collectible hunter was a special name for a person dealing in the business of buying and selling collectibles. The nickname existed because this kind of person was able to see different prices and meanings for each collectible based on the customer. Collectibles were not cheap, and their dealers were usually pretty well off. Jiro was undoubtedly a rich man, and some of his customers did not care much about money. However, they definitely cared about how they looked to others. The collectible hunter would play the game of finding out the best price the customer could offer. This would show how much the customer cared about the collectible, and the seller would be able to make a good amount of money as well. There were too many purveyors of personal secrets in the world, and the collectible hunter fell right into this category. However, these people could only find out the secrets of regular people, as cultivators came with auras of their own. Besides, Jiro was going up against W
Faye was clad in a beautiful wedding dress, hardly needing any blusher for how red her cheeks looked. Wilbur was also looking dapper in a fine tuxedo, and the bride and groom went around toasting to their friends one by one. Both their parents were overjoyed, knowing that their children had finally ended up with someone so wonderful. Everyone else was also brimming with smiles, drinking up a storm as the night went on. These people were all friends or subordinates of Wilbur and wanted nothing more than the best for him and Faye. There was no wedding emcee, and the ceremony was extremely simple, but the atmosphere was incomparable as everyone was nothing but smiles. The reception lasted all the way until late into the night, and even the newlyweds' parents got a little tipsy. The banquet ended at last, and the guests ushered Wilbur and Faye into their new bedroom. The newlyweds sat down facing each other, locking eyes. Faye lowered her head bashfully, and Wilbur looked
It was evening on Sealake Island when Wilbur returned. He stood on the long bridge, overwhelmed with emotion as he let out a hint of his aura. The island grew abuzz at once, and a series of familiar figures fought their way into Wilbur's line of sight. Wilbur smiled, stepping onto the island slowly. His smile grew as he came to the square, taking in the sight of Faye, Elsa, Faron, Shepard, and many others. Everyone else stared back at him, unable to hide the emotion on their faces. It had been so long since they had seen Wilbur, and there was no way for them to reach him. Words could not describe how much they had worried about and missed him. "I thought you were never coming back, Wilbur." Faye was the first to speak. Wilbur walked up to her, taking her into his arms. "I'm sorry. It'll never happen again. Everything's over now, and I'll never leave you again." Faye's heart soared as she broke out into overjoyed sobs. Everyone else was nothing but joyous as well. Fo
Bahamut, being a reincarnation of Kaiser himself, came slithering toward Wilbur. They both turned into their human forms, and a fierce battle broke out once more. Kaiser channeled his energy into Bahamut's body, giving Bahamut the upper hand over time. At last, Bahamut severely wounded Wilbur with a blow of his sword, causing Wilbur to fall from mid-air. "Hahaha!" Kaiser appeared suddenly then, laughing loudly. "Nice work, Bahamut." "Thank you, Master." Bahamut retreated behind Kaiser, looking at him coldly. He whipped out a dagger from his sleeves all of a sudden, driving it deep into Kaiser. Kaiser flipped around sharply, grabbing Bahamut's wrist and glowering at him. "Have you lost your mind?" Just then, the Dark Lord's voice sounded from Bahamut's throat. "You've stopped me many times now, Kaiser Fern! There's no way in hell I'll let you become the ultimate elite!" A furious Kaiser reached out to grab Bahamut's head, sucking him into his body. An explosion sounded throu
Just then, the Cold Lord muttered a spell. A series of snowy mountains descended from above, one of them striking Wilbur and Augheimer as the Cold Lord cackled. "Haha! Is that all you've got?" As his words rang through the air, the snowy mountain exploded with a loud boom into countless icy fragments to reveal Wilbur and Augheimer, standing tall and completely unaffected. "What?" "These imbeciles!" the Flame God shouted. The air around turned into a sea of flames at once, burning away relentlessly, but they vanished as soon as they came in contact with Wilbur and Augheimer's defense barriers. The Earth God shouted, "I'll settle this!" He muttered a spell, and the ground cracked open as Wilbur and Augheimer fell into a bottomless abyss. The Earth God smirked, and the crack began to close up. Yet just a few seconds later, the ground exploded as Wilbur and Augheimer flew back up. The Tornado God cast a spell to bring about a fierce gust of wind filled with countless razor-sh
The next second, Wilbur's Magic Dragon Blade made a gash in the air. The two men then wove through the gash, making their way to the lower dimensions from the upper dimensions and returning to Earth. The gash closed itself up, and a powerful wave of black miasma surged into the oceans from the heavens. It cleared up within a few minutes, and Earth was turned into a dark space. Several big fissures appeared in the heavens as the evil gods descended on Earth. The Blood God, the God of Destruction, the Cold Lord, the Flame God, the Earth God, the Tornado God, the God of Bloodlust, and the Snake God—all eight evil gods had descended upon Earth at the same time. Wilbur summoned the broken pieces of the Light Armor from the Fire Dragon Ring. The pieces radiated a white glow as they hovered in mid-air, and Wilbur quickly used his mind to put them together before wearing the Light Armor on his body. "Hahaha!" The Blood God laughed loudly. "I guess the universe dimensions aren't all
Hailey and Kayleen ducked out of the way before the pillars of light reached them, darting up to Sade at the last second as Hailey drove her sword into him at the same time Kayleen did the same with her spear. Hailey glowered at Sade. "You're the one who's really despicable here, Sade. Say goodbye to the world forever!" "Arghhhh!" Sade's body exploded in a flash of white light, disappearing out of sight. Hailey and Kayleen both got down on one knee. "At your service, Masters." Just then, Wilbur and Augheimer looked at the two ladies at the same time. Augheimer said, "At ease. You can both go back now, your work here is done." "Yes, Master." Hailey and Kayleen disappeared the next second. Just then, a fierce wind rolled over as a pillar of white light descended from the heavens as Odysseus appeared in front of the two men. "Wilbur Penn and Augheimer. I’ve finally found you. Tell me where the dimension guardians are, and hand them over!" A gleeful Odysseus reached out t
Sade threw his head back, laughing loudly. "No one has the right to replace me, no one! I'm the real dimensional guardian, the leader of the galaxy!" Just then, two figures appeared in the sky. They were Hailey and Kayleen, two of the other dimensional guardians. Hailey was holding a long sword as she scowled at Sade below her. "You went against the rules of the universe and changed its functions, Sade. And now you've killed Wilbur Penn, the cultivator who was supposed to replace you. For that, Kayleen and I are going to kill you today." Sade smirked at those words, not looking shocked at all. "I knew you two would never let me go for killing Wilbur. But he's already dead, and I still need to maintain order in the universe as a dimensional guardian. Even though you two may hate me, you can't kill me or you'd be going against the rules of the universe too, and have to be sentenced by Mister Richardson. Trust me, you won't end up in much better of a state than I'm in." Just then
Augheimer asked out of confusion, "What? To the upper dimension? All of a sudden?" Wilbur looked flustered, he replied, "There's no time to explain. Odysseus will be here in a while, and we won't be able to escape." Sade looked at Wilbur. He told Augheimer, "He's right. Believe him. Why would your close friend lie to you?" "That's right. He's a dimensional guardian, Sade. I begged Sade to go back in time here. Hurry up and come with me, Augheimer!" "Thanks, but if we're leaving, we should at least go to Buck Town and meet Felix one last time, right?" asked Augheimer. Wilbur looked at Augheimer in the eyes, there was a sense of familiarity that welled up all of a sudden. Wilbur instantly realized Augheimer had a secret in Buck Town, and perhaps it was very important to Augheimer. He helplessly nodded and replied, "Alright, we'll go to Buck Town first." Then, the three of them came to Buck Town through a transportation array. Augheimer grabbed Wilbur and ran. He said, "Run! F
"Damn it! Your second wish was supposed to be mine!" yelled Odysseus. Odysseus once captured a dimensional guardian's servant by chance, and he used him as leverage to obtain his final two wishes. His first wish was for Sade to guide him to the most powerful power of light spell. His second wish was for Sade to lead him to the Death Scepter. Odysseus mastered the power of two types of laws, the power of light and the power of death. He quickly grasped the intricacies of the power of death due to his unique talent. Odysseus wielded the might of both supreme spells with the Death Scepter and the most powerful power of light spell. Therefore, Odysseus gained immense confidence. His capabilities far surpassed most upper dimension cultivators, but he remained in the middle dimension. His desire was to once again capture a second dimensional guardian servant. Odysseus planned to acquire the Death Cloak by obtaining the servant's wish. Ultimately, he would combine the Death Cloak, D