"Yes, I am." Wilbur nodded. "The speed of time in the mirror dimension is a thousand times faster than it is in the outside world." Augheimer said, "That means you got a dimensional treasure, doesn't it? No wonder you were able to grow so powerful in just a few short years. I have to say, though, I can't for the life of me figure out how you managed to get something so precious from Earth. How could a lower dimension hold something so powerful?" Wilbur patted Augheimer on the shoulder. "I'll explain that to you later. You've always wanted to improve your cultivation, haven't you? Well, here's your chance." Following that, Wilbur came to the Vermillion Bird Mountains with Augheimer, where he was shocked to sense that the energy aura in the air was almost a thousand times denser than it was outside. "How… How could this be? Why is the energy aura so powerful?" "I had the same question at first," said Wilbur. "Then Senior Horne told me that there are four energy sources hidden i
"Yes, Lord Edmund." Edmund's men snuck over to the Chris family grounds after receiving the order and returned after doing a good deal of snooping. "Lord Edmund, we found out that Felix returned to Buck Town alone." "Oh?" Edmund smirked at those words. "That means that Wilbur and Augheimer died in battle, then! Ha, they sure deserved it." Conrad shrugged. "I told you, Lord Edmund. There's no way Wilbur and Augheimer would survive Dalton's wrath." Edmund was nothing but smug. "Have someone ask around for news on Dalton and see if he came back." There was a response in no time, as Edmund's men knelt before him. "Dalton has not returned after leaving the Dragon Slayer Organization." "Oh? Dalton didn't come back either? Could it be that both he and Wilbur perished in battle?" Conrad looked ecstatic. "That would be wonderful, Lord Edmund." "No." Edmund's smile slid off his face. "If Dalton died in battle, his brother Lord Hadirt would come looking for him for sure. Had
"What? Wilbur hasn't come back?" Hadirt took a step forward, looking beside himself with fury. "Well, did he say when he'd be coming back?" "Oh, he didn't." "Please come back tomorrow instead." Hadirt glowered at the two guards, sending them flying into the air before landing heavily on the ground. "Let's go. You're coming with me." Hadirt led the crowd into the Chris family grounds and they were greeted with the sight of Felix in the courtyard. Felix wiped away his tears to say, "Felix Horne at your service, Lord Hadirt." "Huh? How do you know who I am, Felix?" "We've met once, Lord Hadirt." Hadirt roared, "Well then, tell me where Wilbur Penn is! He killed my brother, and I want to avenge him now!" Felix got a shock at the words, before breaking down into sobs. "Lord Hadirt… Wilbur died this morning in battle. His body is now dust, how are you going to find him?" "Wilbur died? How? Who killed him?" "Mister Dalton did." "Dalton?" Hadirt took a deep breath.
"Is that so? Why did you say that Wilbur killed my brother, then?" "I…" Conrad fell to the ground. "I thought that Mister Dalton had trapped Wilbur with the ice walls, and Wilbur's death was inevitable. That's why I left first. After that, I heard that Felix was back in Buck Town. I was shocked because he's Wilbur's servant and would never continue to live if Wilbur really died in battle. But it seems like… Felix is still alive, so Wilbur has to be alive as well. Wilbur and Mister Dalton hated each other. They wanted nothing more than to kill each other. I figured that since Wilbur was still alive, Mister Dalton must have been killed by him." Hadirt raised an eyebrow, and Conrad was sent flying over ten meters before crashing onto the ground as Hadirt roared, "Do you take me as a fool, Conrad?" Hadirt was far more powerful than Edmund, and Conrad scrambled to his feet before falling to his knees. "I know I didn't handle this the best, Lord Hadirt… but think about it…" Conrad
"I—" Conrad's face flushed as he suddenly found it hard to speak. The truth was that he was not sure himself that Wilbur had killed Dalton, and Felix might just be telling the truth. But how could Conrad admit to that? Hadirt frowned. "Cat got your tongue, Conrad?" "I…" Just then, Felix piped up. "Lord Conrad's not going to be able to speak about this, Mister Hadirt. He doesn't want others to know what he did. You see, it's too heinous to say out loud." "This is what really happened…" Felix then told Hadirt what happened at Pulsa Lake but changed the ending to Dalton defeating Wilbur. Yes, Dalton had killed Wilbur and Augheimer, then left Pulsa Lake. Hadirt stared at Conrad coldly. "So, you were part of this battle as Wilbur's friend. I can't believe I trusted the words of someone so useless." "Tie them both up!" "Sir, we've already tied them up." "Send someone over to the City Lord's quarters. I want to see Edmund right now." "Yes, sir." The two servants left the
Hadirt had given Edmund three days, but two days had passed, and nothing had come up. A murderous aura lingered in the air in Buck Town. In fact, half of the town's insulation system had been suspended, effectively cutting off the heating for the western part of town. The streets were frozen over, and the cultivators were all bundled up. Nobody looked each other in the eye, as if they were trying to hide from something. "This f*cking weather!" "There's going to be a massacre in Buck Town if we don't find Dalton soon. All the cultivators will be dead." "F*ck, why don't we just go into the square and take the portal out of here, then? We can live in another town and come back once things are back to normal here, instead of spending our days in fear." "What do you think, brothers?" The small group of men looked at each other. They had been a group that relied on hunting and helping some cultivators with their personal vengeance to make their money. Their leader had improved
Who wouldn't kill for something like that? Locke had not thought much of Wilbur at first, but the dimensional treasure made him think that he had to get to know Wilbur somehow. After all, Locke's cultivation would rapidly grow once he managed to enter the dimensional treasure. If Wilbur had five thousand years of cultivation, he would have at least had to cultivate for a thousand years despite being a dragon clan cultivator. That was enough to prove that his dimensional treasure had a speed of time that was at least a hundred times faster. Ten years in the dimensional treasure would amount to a thousand years of cultivation. Once he had cultivated for a hundred years, he would have ten thousand years of cultivation. Locke believed that he would be able to take on any City Lord once he had ten thousand years of cultivation, taking over to become a City Lord himself. To achieve that, Locke would have to find Wilbur first. Yet when he came to Buck Town, he heard about the battle
Among those eight survivors, some stayed in the upper dimensions, while the others headed to the middle and lower dimensions. However, the universe was a vast expanse with endless dimensions. Each dimension was a world of its own, and new cultivators were born in those worlds every day. Thus, it would be practically impossible to find those eight cultivators. However, dimensional guardians were said to be able to go wherever they wanted with just a thought. That made killing the eight survivors much easier, yet that somehow never happened. Locke felt like Wilbur had most likely gotten his hands on the dimension treasures belonging to one of the eight survivors, which meant that the original owner had likely passed on. Locke emptied the contents of his glass in one go, overwhelmed with emotion. Wilbur had somehow been lucky enough to inherit one of the eight survivors' dimension treasures. Locke had worked hard too, living humbly in Buck Town for two thousand years until he fina