George smiled at Wilbur. "What, don't recognize me?" Because of what happened with Botani, Wilbur was still wary of others. He looked coldly at George, saying, "Why should I? I've never seen you in these quarters before. Tell me who you are now!" George said, "Well, I've not seen you here before either, but you're definitely an interesting guy." Just then, Edmund, having sensed George's aura from the secret chamber, walked out. "Oh, it's you, Lord George." "Ha, Edmund! You did something I've wanted to do for a while, but never had the guts to. That Dragon Slayer Organization killed so many of my dragon clan cultivators, and I couldn't even avenge them as City Lord. It really breaks my heart." "Please don't say that, Lord George. Walker Town would not be the place it is without you being its lord. You gave the dragon clan cultivators there a safe space, and that's good enough already." Wilbur was shocked at the words. He had not expected this tall, slender man to be City Lor
Edmund heaved a sigh of relief at the words. After spending some amount of time with Wilbur, Edmund realized that he was truly a man of honor. That was why Edmund had kept Wilbur by his side, and told George that Wilbur was a dragon clan cultivator. That was the only way Edmund's plan would be able to go on. He needed Wilbur to get on George's good side, and the plan would go up in flames if Wilbur was dishonorable and just left for Walker Town. It seemed that things were still within his control. Despite Wilbur not stating his reasons to stay outright, George guessed about as much and smiled. "Alright, then. You can stay in Buck Town for now, but you're always welcome in Walker Town. You can come by whenever you want." "Thank you, Lord George." A lump grew in Wilbur's throat when he heard those words. He had been in the middle dimensions for some years now, throughout which he had been improving his powers with Felix without slacking in the slightest. Hearing Lord George's wor
Not long after, the guard brought Dalton and Dino in. They came up to Wilbur and Edmund, sinking into a bow. "Dalton at your service, Lord Edmund." "Dino at your service, Lord Edmund." Edmund glanced at Wilbur before waving a hand. "At ease. Why are you here today, Mister Dalton?" Dalton said, "Lord Edmund, the Dragon Slayer Organization messed up a few days ago. I'm here to apologize to you on behalf of the organization and hope you accept it along with this gift." Dalton waved a hand, and Dino stepped forward to set a black wooden box down on the table. Edmund glanced at the box. It looked pretty normal, with no patterns on it. Knowing that Dalton was never the type to send out bad gifts, Edmund frowned and asked, "What's this?" "Please open the box, Lord Edmund," said Dalton. "Okay." Edmund stared at the box for a beat before reaching out to open it but was promptly stopped by Wilbur. "Wait! Let me do it, Lord Edmund." Wilbur pushed the box aside, flipping the l
"What do you mean by that?" asked Wilbur. Dino glanced at Wilbur, bowing politely. "Our Patron Sivan received news that there was a dragon clan cultivator's aura detected in Buck Town. Despite not knowing why, Sivan probably assumed that the cultivator was hiding in the City Lord's quarters, and you didn't notice it because you were busy dealing with the town's affairs. Hanson was also rewarded by the organization, and thus thought that he could break into your quarters without letting you know beforehand." Dino paused for a moment, then continued, "Hanson's actions were undoubtedly wrong, but he didn't mean to offend you at all, Lord Edmund. More than that, he would have hated to make an enemy out of you because of this. That's why Mister Dalton and I decided to give you the Black Jade Pearl as a gift of apology. We want to put an end to our misunderstanding and also get the chance to explain the situation to you. You can decide what you want to do with the dragon clan cultivator
"George?" "Yes. Lord Edmund might be one of the nine City Lords, but he has no allies among them. George is the only one he has a decent relationship with, and I think Edmund's trying to butter up to him. After all, Edmund's position as City Lord would be much more secure with George on his side." Dino sighed. "If that's the case, Wilbur would have two City Lords looking out for him. It'd pretty much be impossible for us to kill him then." "Maybe not." Dalton's gaze flashed dangerously. "Things can't just end like that. As long as Wilbur's alive, the Dragon Slayer Organization's reputation and status will suffer. If this gets out to the other towns, our organization will be the laughingstock of all the cultivators. Our organization is in every major town, where we hold so much power. We can't just screw everything up like that!" Dalton felt like the situation was bigger than just killing a dragon clan cultivator now. He needed to redeem the Dragon Slayer Organization's pride an
The difference between the two dimensions was that the chaos dimension did not have any fixed dimensional laws, but the universe dimension did and was also split into three groups: upper, middle, and lower dimensions. They each had different restrictions of their own, which greatly restricted cultivators' abilities to master dimensional laws. However, the evil god energy that Senior Kaiser had left in Wilbur, coupled with the ten percent of dark energy sealed in him, had activated Wilbur's cognitive abilities to process information about the chaos and universe dimension. Wilbur did not know if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but he realized in the following days that he had understood a thing or two about the dark space dimensional laws and was now able to channel it into a black vortex in the middle of his palm. Despite not spending much time learning, he was certain that he was going at a much, much faster pace than the average cultivator. Wilbur was in the middle of po
"Aren't you supposed to be the man, Augheimer? Why the sorry face now, huh? Is it because of Boss over here?" "I'm telling you, Boss is a middle dimension cultivator who's cultivated here for two thousand years. And you… you're nothing more than a lowly cultivator from a lower dimension." "I doubt that old friend of yours is coming today, ha! Boss is going to shred your face, and then your clothes, and then you're going to freeze to death right here." "Hahaha!" "An old friend? What old friend would you have, huh?" "You're alone in the face of death, surrounded by nothing but snow!" "Hahaha!" … Wilbur took a deep breath upon hearing the cultivators' jeers, then shouted, "Augheimer does have an old friend, and that's me! My name's Wilbur Penn, and you should remember that because I'm going to be killing you later. All of you." The leader of the group of cultivators, a guy with green hair, spun around and hurled the dagger in his hand at Wilbur all of a sudden. Wilbur ca
Jimmy grinned. "Right, we'll kill you first so Augheimer loses all hope. Then we'll cut the skin right off his body and let him freeze to death on these snowy grounds. God, that's a perfect plan. Makes me feel all warm in my tummy." "Hahaha!" The other cultivators laughed, and Wilbur only understood then that the Dragon Killers had nothing to do with the Dragon Slayer Organization. However, the fact that they had killed a dragon clan cultivator was quite a surprise for Wilbur. "Get him, boys! Lay down the Dragon Trap Formation!" Just as Jimmy's words echoed through the air, the dozen or so cultivators began spinning rapidly around Wilbur. They muttered spells as their hands moved endlessly, and a huge formation appeared on the ground beneath Wilbur's feet. It was sticky like a spiderweb, gluing Wilbur's feet firmly to the ground and stopping him from moving no matter how hard he tried. In the next second, Jimmy surged with a powerful energy aura. It grew stronger and stron