Wilbur furrowed his brows. The thunder cleaver swung out in a dangerous circle, and the dragon's head spear was reduced to dust. The elder took another step forward, now holding a spear with a tiger's head at the tip that let out a roar. Wilbur stood still with his cleaver by his side as spiritual energy flowed out. The tiger head spear was snapped clean in half, dissipating into the air in waves of rampant spiritual energy. "Now take this one!" The elder took his eighth step forward, and a spear with five chains dangling from it shot out toward Wilbur. Spikes grew from the chains as the spear flew, and the chains wrapped themselves around Wilbur. Wilbur let out a cry, spinning the thunder cleaver once and bringing it down. A burst of spiritual energy surged out, destroying the penta-chain spear. The elder was furious, taking his ninth step forward. A pale, wispy spear appeared in his grasp, almost like a shadow. Both men were less than five meters apart now, and the
However, while the elder's ultimate spear condensed, Wilbur had already muttered a few chants as spiritual energy surged from him in terrifying waves. He finished the spell, put his palms together, and shouted, "Boulder Dragon Bomb!" As he cried out, a gigantic dragon's head rose up from the ground in front of Wilbur. The dragon opened its mouth, spitting out a giant boulder. Wilbur had used this move on one of Chance Teft's pupils, Zachary Yanez before. The boulder was about half a meter wide, burning brightly with spiritual flames and covered in runes as it hurtled toward the ultimate spear. A deafening rumble shook the air around them and the ultimate spear was shattered in an instant. However, the Boulder Dragon Bomb did not seem to stop. It continued to spit out boulders at the elder. The elder's face paled, and he used up all the spiritual energy he had left to form a spiritual shield. With a loud rumble, the elder was able to deflect this incoming bullet. Howev
Sammy showed up soon and the two of them sat down in the living room. "You're finally here, sir," Sammy said, bursting into tears. Wilbur said, "Come on, don't cry. Tell me what happened." Wilbur honestly did not understand how someone as rich and famous as Sammy would be trampled on like this. Sammy eventually forced herself to calm down before saying, "Sir, my brother went to look for Ria to lecture her ever since we returned to Zealand. Ria's not admitting to anything and even said my brother was falsely accusing her." Wilbur did not know what to say. There was no actual proof, and there was not much that could be done if Ria insisted on denying it. "My brother refused to let it go, and the two of them went into many arguments… only for Magnus to get my brother arrested in the end for slandering an artist signed to his company, demanding an apology and compensation," said Sammy. Wilbur frowned. "Who's Magnus?" "Magnus Ray. He's the general manager of one of the bigge
Sammy sat on the bedside looking like a helpless little girl. It made Wilbur feel at a loss. "You won't think I'm being rude, right, sir?" asked Sammy shyly. Wilbur coughed and said, "It's almost Fall, so don't catch a cold." "Sir, I know that I don't deserve you, but feel free to take me if you want. I won't harass you, and I'll be honored. Also, I'm still a virgin," said Sammy while biting her lip and fully blushing. Wilbur frowned and approached Sammy slowly. She shut her eyes and lay down slowly. Then, he grabbed the blanket and covered her. He said, "Rest for a while if you're tired. We'll depart when the time arrives." She hurriedly covered her face with the blanket, and said in the quietest voice, "I got it, sir." He shook his head, sat on the bedside, and started to smoke. He could not bring himself to take advantage of her. Time gradually passed. She quietly snuck out of bed and got dressed. She stood behind him while blushing. He checked the time and sa
Sammy looked at a man in his forties with a suit and a slick back hairstyle. Wilbur nodded and went to the table. He said, "Mister Ray, I would like to talk to you about Dom Shandon." Magnus ate some sashimi and drank some wine before he looked at Wilbur calmly. He smiled and asked, "Who the f*ck are you to talk to me like that?" "You're someone with status too. Don't you think it's rude to talk like that?" asked Wilbur. Magnus laughed and said, "My politeness is for elites like us. Nobodies like you who came out of nowhere should feel honored that I'm even speaking to you." "What a joke. They dare send a rando to talk shop. I think you're crazy," mocked a glamorous woman next to Magnus. Sammy was infuriated right away, but she endured it. Wilbur looked toward the woman and asked slowly, "You must be Ria Quinn, right?" Ria mocked, "What's the matter? Do you need an autograph? You need to wait in line. I don't have time right now." Her words made those four people laug
Sammy angrily clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. She could not believe her ex-best friend treated her like that. She felt humiliated and wanted to slap Ria. However, she knew she could not be reckless. Her brother was their hostage, so she could only endure. Wilbur said slowly at that moment, "Ria, you'll be punished for being so evil sooner or later. Magnus, you bullied people by abusing your power, so you won't have a good ending either. You better watch it." "Yeah right. Mister Ray, it's outrageous for him to talk to us like that. Why don't you take care of him?" asked Ria angrily. Magnus also looked displeased. He said coldly, "Kid, do you really think Zealand is somewhere you can cause trouble in? Gary, break his legs and toss him in the river." The bodyguard, Gary, stepped toward Wilbur and reached out to grab him. Wilbur simply waved, and Gary backed away in surprise. He looked weirded out. Magnus had a change in his facial expression. Wilbur said, "Let's
Magnus laughed. Wilbur and Sammy walked out of the hotel. Sammy rushed to ask, "Sir, how could I have you pay him a billion dollars just like that?" "Don't worry. I told you my money isn't easy to earn," said Wilbur nonchalantly. After they got in the car, Sammy asked in a worried tone, "What about tomorrow's apology press conference? What about your money?" "We will attend the press conference as planned, and I'll speak on your behalf. Don't worry about the money, I'll make them pay me back with interest," he replied. Sammy let out a long sigh. She did not know Wilbur's specific plan, but she somehow trusted his capabilities, so she did not probe further. They went back to the hotel room, and she ordered room service for lunch. Wilbur ate without hesitation, while Sammy only had a few bites because she was burdened with worry. "It's fine. You don't need to worry since I'm here," Wilbur reassured her. She nodded and picked up the cutlery again. Soon, they were done
Wilbur was speechless for a long while, and Sammy was trembling slightly like a flower awaiting the destruction of an impending storm. She was nervous and a bit scared, yet slightly excited. The mix of emotions confused her too. She wondered what the hell she was doing. He got up at that moment and pulled the covers on her. He smiled and said, "I have to cultivate, so you should rest. We have a big day tomorrow. Rest well." With that said, he went to the living room. She finally noticed that his clothes were still on. She felt both embarrassed and disappointed at the same time. She pulled the covers over herself and felt her body burning hot. Wilbur meditated for a night in the living room. Sammy did not come out until eleven in the morning. He smiled and said, "We should get going." She walked out slowly, and her face was red like an apple. "Let's go," he said. She nodded shyly. However, Wilbur said, "I need to change my appearance. Don't get weirded out." With tha