Dean sneered coldly and said, "This is a grand celebration for the Siths. Whoever dares to cause trouble has to go through me, Dean Waldo." "Dean Waldo?" The peak Ambience level cultivators were taken aback by the name. The name sounded familiar. There was a powerful Saint level cultivator in Mensa Province named Dean Waldo. However, that cultivator rarely showed his face, so not a lot of people knew him. 'It can't be him, right? It'll be troublesome today if this guy is that very Dean Waldo,' they wondered. They were a little scared. Suddenly, Leo said on the stage, "Everyone, that's all for today's celebration. It appears that I have matters to attend to. I'll make it up to everyone in the future." Everyone hurriedly stood and left when they heard that. They knew that trouble was brewing, so they did not want to get involved. A few people who were extremely close with Leo stayed. They did not want to leave. Yolanda noticed that everyone was leaving, so she hurried
Harper only offered to help as a friendly gesture. The others might not know it, but he sure did. Dean Waldo was a powerful Saint level cultivator who had been working with Leo since a long time ago. Harper only wanted to show that he was on their side. Harper sneered coldly and turned to sit again, fully ready to enjoy the show. Suddenly, Leo ordered coldly, "Seal the exits." The doors of the manor were shut one after another. Yolanda finally panicked at that moment and yelled, "What are you doing?" "What am I doing? Do you think you can leave after disrupting my family's birthday celebration?" asked Leo coldly. Yolanda asked, "What about the fact that you tried to kill my husband?" "Sure, I'll admit to doing that, but you're all too stupid. I can't believe you dared to stir up trouble here on my turf. I'll go along with it. Mister Waldo, kill them all. I have a Tibetan Mastiff that hasn't been fed for days." Leo turned and left. Everyone from the Zanders was shocked.
Jeffrey and Jameson were stunned by the shock and kept backing away. However, all the doors were shut. They leaned on the door of the yard and trembled in fear, looking at Dean like he was a monster. Dean watched the cultivators on the floor. He sneered coldly and said, "You dare act arrogantly in front of a Saint level cultivator, puny Ambience level cultivators? You deserved this." Gavin and Sawyer were using all their energy to battle the wilting effect, so they had no spare energy to talk. Yolanda felt afraid at that moment, but she still said, "What are you doing, Leo? You can't mess with the Zanders!" "I'm messing with you right now. What can you do about it?" Leo looked malicious at that moment. His dirty deeds were exposed, so he had no choice but to kill them. It was not like he had not done it before. Jeffrey immediately said, "We apologize, Mister Sith. We were spewing nonsense. Let's forget about it, alright?" "Right. We made a mistake. Santino Webb was bein
Santino was glad to see that. He stepped forward and launched another attack at Dean. Dean was a spell cultivator, so he might have a chance to fight back if he got close enough. However, the gray spiritual energy that disintegrated his blade energy transformed into runes. Those runes formed a weird image as they fell upon Santino. A powerful energy instantly restrained Santino. He was frozen like a statue. He could only watch as the curse landed on him. An intense deadly energy enveloped him, and Santino shut his eyes in despair. Everything was inferior to a Saint level cultivator. He truly understood what that saying meant at that moment. Yolanda and the Zander brothers were also in despair. Gavin and Sawyer were on the brink of death, and Santino was about to be defeated and killed. They would be next. They trembled at that thought. They looked at each other with fear in their eyes. Suddenly, they thought of Jean's advice. It seemed to be the better solution. T
Dean and Leo were caught off guard. They did not react in time and Harper received the full brunt of the attack. An explosion caused blood to rain everywhere, along with the disintegrating spiritual energy. The peak Ambience level cultivator, Harper Labate, was blown to bits in just one punch. The Zanders were overjoyed. Wilbur was their savior. Yolanda quickly yelled, "Save us, Mister Penn! They want to kill us!" Wilbur glanced at her and shook his head. He looked at Leo and said slowly, "I'm giving you a second chance. Apologize, compensate them, and we can forget about this." Dean laughed and replied before Leo could speak, "Apologize and compensate? Do you think I'm scared of you?" Wilbur looked at Dean and said nonchalantly, "Oh. You worked with Leo Sith to gain money in such despicable ways. I can't believe you're a Saint level cultivator. You're a disgrace to the cultivators." Dean looked furious and said, "The end goal of cultivation is to enjoy life. I can on
The owner of the bone flute must be a cultivator as well. The cemetery used to be an ancient battlefield. It was haunted by countless spirits. He almost lost his back then. Fortunately, he was a cultivator with death-type abilities. The bone flute was a precious item. It captured countless spirits with its previous owner. He trained hard once he acquired the bone flute and was able to finally master it. There were over ten thousand spirits inside the bone flute, so he had an endless army at his beck and call. The spirits would attack the soul, so even Saint level cultivators would find it hard to fight back. It was why he was not afraid after learning that Wilbur was a Saint level cultivator. The bone flute was his trump card. The Zanders were terrified and screamed at the top of their lungs. They could not believe Dean was able to summon ghosts. They were scared out of their minds, especially Yolanda. She pissed her pants and fell to the ground. Wilbur formed a
The space around the area rippled when the huge hammers crashed down. It carried a terrible destructive power. Dean laughed loudly. That was the power of an advanced Saint level cultivator. He paid a hefty price in exchange for that lethal attack. He did not believe that anyone would be able to survive the hit. Suddenly, countless runes lit up on Wilbur's longsword and a terrifying spirit energy erupted as he slashed toward the Alpha Spirit. The attack seemed as though he had slashed through the sky. The space around the area rippled like a shattered mirror, the ripples breaking away like countless broken glass pieces. The powerful Alpha Spirit was bisected under the silver blade energy. It silently roared and vanished into nothingness. Dean watched in disbelief, falling into a daze. 'How can someone's spirit energy be this terrifying?' he wondered. Suddenly, Wilbur sneered coldly. He summoned the thunder cleaver and it instantly ignited in five-colored flames. Th
Just then, Wilbur turned to look at the Zanders. Yolanda and her sons trembled uncontrollably. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Wilbur at all. Jean walked up then, falling to his knees. "Thank you for saving my life, sir. I don't know how to thank you." "You don't need to. You gave me that crown in return for my help. We don't owe each other anything," said Wilbur calmly. Jean felt like the crown was nothing compared to the safety and lives of his family, even if it was a family treasure. He said, "Sir, I still have fifty million dollars in my savings. Could you give me your account number? I'll send it over." Wilbur could not help but sigh. Zander Corp was worth billions of dollars, but Jean, one of the heirs to the company, only had fifty million dollars in his savings. It was clear just how much he was ostracized by his family. Wilbur looked over at Yolanda, Jameson, and Jeffrey. "None of the three of you can even compare to Jean. You, Yolanda,