Eileen stopped in her tracks, turning to look at Wilbur. Wilbur tossed the two Spiritmend Pills at her. "Give one each to Chester and Zeke. Make sure they take it." Eileen caught the pills, taking a closer look at them before saying, "Dude, what else are you hiding?" Before Wilbur could say anything, she turned to leave. Wilbur turned back to the man with a smile. The man was still clearly anxious, and it was unclear whether he was stalling or unsure what to say. Wilbur smiled. "Don't rush. Take your time and tell me everything." "Alright." The man took a deep breath, then continued, "My name is Jean Zander. My father's very ill, and I'd like you to help save him." Wilbur frowned. "How did you even find me in the first place? And what makes you think I can save him?" "There's a rumor that Trevor Penn from Seechertown can do anything and likes collecting antiques. So, I thought I'd try my luck. It took me a lot of connections and money to find out you were on Sealake I
Sabotaging a rich family for personal gain was common enough, and Wilbur was not surprised in the slightest. However, whether or not Jean's father was able to recover from his illness would be a problem. The internal conflict, the brothers arguing and fighting over who got the company was a comparatively small problem. Wilbur needed to travel there to have a look personally for him to make a decision. A pause later, Wilbur said, "Well, I'll help you out for sure since I've taken your gift. Give me three days, and I'll head back with you. How's that?" Jean looked clearly anxious but did not protest. He had no choice but to nod. After all, he had spent quite a bit of effort and money to find Wilbur. This man was the head of the Kardon Province Cultivators Association, the real boss of Cape Consortium, and a powerful Sanctuary level cultivator. Any one of those achievements was shocking enough. It was also said that there was nothing he could not do. Jean's family did
A round formation about a few meters wide lit up on the ground all of a sudden. Countless runes floated up from the formation, and lines stretched out to form terrifying images. Then, a pale white flame ignited in the center. The flame brought about a terrifying aura. The flame serpent stared at the flame and felt like its soul was being lit ablaze. It turned around in shock, curling in on itself behind the Dragon's Altar as it trembled, not daring to show its head. At the same time, Angie's soul sensed the terrifying aura as well. She let out a cry of terror, losing all hope. Wilbur waved a hand, and Angie's soul drifted toward the formation. Just as it touched the pale flame, a high-pitched wail of agony rang through the air. The red ball of light that was Angie's soul turned in the flames as she wailed as if she had been thrown into a pot of boiling oil. Wilbur smirked coldly. "Have fun. I guess it was worth the spiritual energy to summon the Earthly Flame." "Ple
Wilbur smiled immediately and said, "Your scars are healed. Come on out." Faye let out a sigh of relief and walked toward Wilbur, looking at him. All the scarring on her face was gone, her skin tone looked better than before, and her skin was smoother too. She even looked a few years younger. Faye looked like a youthful girl in her twenties. Wilbur was amazed and muttered, "That old dragon really has all the solutions." Having recovered her beauty, Faye twirled around and said, "I can't believe it. I really recovered from all those scars and look younger than before!" Then, she suddenly kissed him on the face, bringing a huge grin to Wilbur's face. Eileen coughed wryly and asked, "Wilbur, do you have any more of that stuff?" He looked at her and smiled, saying, "No, but I'll get you one in the future if I have the opportunity to." "That's more like it," Eileen said approvingly. Wilbur returned a smile. It seemed that women never changed when it came to beauty regard
It was rude and inappropriate behavior for a driver to interrupt while their employer was conversing with their guest. It seemed a bit instigating. "Are you doubting me?" asked Wilbur coldly. Jean hurriedly said, "Santino, watch your tone." "Sir, I only wanted to remind Mister Penn that some things can't be resolved with brute force," Santino replied. Wilbur smirked and asked, "Oh yeah? Maybe it's because you're not skilled enough." Santino felt insulted. He glanced at him through the rearview mirror but did not say anything further. Jean said, "Mister Penn, Santino worked for my father since he was a young man. He's very close to my father. He's just being overly worried. Please don't mind him." "I understand how he feels, but he needs to remember that he has no right to doubt my capabilities," said Wilbur nonchalantly. Santino did not say anything, but it was apparent that he did not buy it. Jean frowned and said, "Sir, we're still dealing with my brothers at the
Wilbur shook his head. Santino looked at Wilbur with teary eyes. Jean instantly looked disappointed. He was afraid that there would be no solutions if the legendary Trevor Penn could not help his father. 'Perhaps Trevor Penn doesn't live up to his name?' Jean wondered. He felt bad to have given his family heirloom away. That was a precious item that his grandfather treasured his whole life. However, Wilbur slowly entered the father's mind with his spirit energy. Compared to Wilbur's own consciousness, which was as vast as the sea, Jean's father had a consciousness the size of a lake. Wilbur's spirit soon appeared next to Mister Zander's soul flame. The soul flame was the size of a bean, and it was unstable, seemingly ready to go out at any time. The soul flame was surrounded by gray runes that emitted gray mists. They kept eating away at the soul flame. Wilbur observed the runes carefully, then backed away with his consciousness after a long while. "I found the ca
Wilbur smiled faintly and said, "That won't be necessary yet. I can't resolve the curse, but I can stop it from spreading and extend your father's life." "What should we do?" Jean asked. Wilbur slowly replied, "We'll go along with it, and it'll be fine in the end. Don't worry too much." Jean slowly nodded when he heard that. Santino also stayed silent. "According to your analysis, that person might be hired by your brothers. Now, we have to find that person," said Wilbur. Jean asked, "How do we find that person?" "I'm sure that person is around your brothers. You should spread the rumor that your father has awakened and ask your brothers to discuss some matters at your father's house. I believe they'll show up very soon," Wilbur explained slowly. Jean frowned. He said after a while, "But my father is still unconscious. What should we do next?" "Just leave it to me," said Wilbur nonchalantly. Jean frowned and pondered for a long while. Eventually, he sighed and said,
"Stop crying, Mom. I have reasons that I can't tell you," Jean comforted. Yolanda shoved Jean aside. She cried and shook her head, saying, "I didn't expect this. I can't believe you're this ruthless! I'll tell your brothers to exile you from the family once they get here, you ungrateful brat." "I… Mom, it's not what you think." Jean felt troubled, but he had to keep it a secret from his mother if he wanted to find the person who placed the curse. He knew that his mother would not believe him once her mind was set. 'Why would she believe that her two favorite sons were the culprits behind my father's illness?' he pondered. She would surely tell his brothers about it. Once that happens, his brother would be prepared and cautious. That could ruin their plan. His brothers were the most suspicious. He did not know how to explain himself to his mother. Wilbur spoke slowly at that moment, "It's alright. Just wait until your brothers arrive. Have a seat." Jean was helpless.