Nathan found himself at a loss for words, managing only a bitter laugh in response.“It would be a lie to say things have been going smoothly, Mr. Lester. It’s been a nightmare lately,” Nathan said helplessly.After siding with Frederick, the Whalens had lost the support of the Drakonia Royal Court. While the Royal Court still found the Whalens useful and hadn’t completely cut them off, they had been dealing with them in the shadows. What troubled Nathan even more was the chaos coming from the Imperial Capital. After being defeated by Frederick and losing the Royal Court’s support, the powerful families in the Imperial Capital now wanted a piece of the declining Whalens.“So, are you blaming me for it now?” Frederick said, his smile fading as his tone turned cold.Nathan immediately got anxious. “Of course not! We deserved it,” he quickly replied.“I hope you’re being honest with me. So, what’s the reason for this call?” Frederick asked.“Mr. Lester, it’s about the Whalens’ u
"Surely you guys have other skilled fighters, right? Are you saying that after all these years, you guys have only trained the Eight Warlords?" Frederick raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of Nathan's words.Nathan was a cunning strategist, an ambitious man. Frederick knew that if he ever showed weakness, Nathan would not hesitate to betray him. Frederick hadn’t abandoned the Whalens yet because they were still useful to Frederick, and he was confident in controlling Nathan. "The Whalens have trained many fighters over the years, though none are as strong as the Eight Warlords. The people we have currently could handle the York's fighters, but this time, the Yorks are going all out. They've reportedly hired seven experts known as the Seven Immortals," Nathan explained.Frederick had heard of the Seven Immortals. These seven were reclusive Savant Arts masters, each with over a century of cultivation. Their hidden retreat was called the Immortal Palace, and every year, many cul
"Now that we're finally off the mountain, can we stay a few more days? I'm getting bored playing the role of a reclusive master in that godforsaken place," one of the Seven Immortals blurted out, shattering their mystical aura they were trying to maintain."Haha, why would we ever go back to the mountains since the Yorks are backing us now?" the eldest of the Seven Immortals chuckled.The seven of them were once fellow disciples from the same sect. Years ago, their sect was destroyed during a period of chaos, and only seven of them managed to escape by sheer luck. Having spent most of their lives in meditation and cultivation, they were utterly unequipped to survive on their own. After some deliberation, they turned to banditry, robbing and killing countless people.When peace returned to Drakonia, the Royal Court began to hunt down criminals. The seven of them were forced to flee into the deep mountains, hoping to lie low until the storm passed. However, one of the families t
Six of the Seven Immortals were stunned.They had been cultivating for over a century. Around sixty to seventy years ago, they were already practically invincible. Even if they encountered a strong opponent, they could easily win by working together.After so many years, they thought they were undefeatable in the entire world.To their surprise, one of them was actually beaten up miserably in a one-on-one fight."Who are you, old demon? Tell us your name!"Blade Immortal, the oldest among the Seven Immortals, drew his sword and stood in front of the wailing Palm Immortal. His eyes were wide open with rage.Some cultivators had the ability to keep their youthful appearance. This wasn’t very common in the world of cultivation, and very few male cultivators would do this. After all, appearing too young would easily attract contempt.If Frederick hadn’t looked this young, they would not have under-estimated him.In his opinion, Frederick had to be a cultivator from the same generat
The other six did not hesitate. They rolled over, and went down on their knees as well. The Whalens' experts looked dumbfounded. Were these the reputable experts known as the Seven Immortals? They were spineless cowards!Frederick narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at them."Are you really willing to be my disciples?" he asked.The Seven Immortals nodded without hesitation.Frederick suddenly laughed."Unfortunately, I refuse. You're all old and useless. Why should I accept you as my disciples? At your age, you've barely got a few years to live. You're also weak. What could you possibly do for me? Besides, all of you have either lost your hands or your legs. You're not even fit to carry things for me."Frederick showed no mercy, and humiliated them.All seven of them were stunned.Who were they? Even the place they retreated to cultivate was on the verge of becoming a shrine for cultivators. How could someone humiliate them like this?"We may not be very useful, but we c
"To take over Anakin Pharmaceuticals," Frederick said calmly.Jennifer's eyes went wide with surprise, and she looked at him in shock."Take over Anakin Pharmaceuticals? Are you kidding me?"She was in a state of disbelief."Once you get to the Imperial Capital, contact Nathan. Tell him I sent you to take over Anakin Pharmaceuticals."Frederick nodded.Jennifer took several deep breaths. This calmed her down a little.“How did you do it? That's Anakin Pharmaceuticals we're talking about!”Jennifer had a look of surprise in her eyes."Do you want to know? I'll tell you when we're in bed tonight." Frederick grinned playfully while he whispered in her ear.Jennifer's cheeks turned red instantly."Shameless!" She uttered."Forget it if you don't want to find out." Frederick raised his eyebrows, and made a move to get up and leave."I want to find out, but I'm busy tonight."Jennifer seemed troubled. She really was occupied tonight."What's happening tonight?" Frederick asked
Frederick was walking down the street, and realized that there were many more undercover agents.Although they were disguised, he could see through their disguise from a single glance. After all, whether it was the way they stood or their tensed muscles, he could tell that they were in a state of alert.This was when an undercover agent locked eyes with Frederick. This undercover agent seemed very young. He was likely in his twenties.He looked Frederick up and down before frowning slightly and walking towards him."Are you a cultivator?"Frederick wasn’t surprised that he was identified as a cultivator. After all, he wasn’t deliberately hiding his aura."Come with me," the undercover agent said to Frederick after he saw Frederick nodding.Frederick followed him to the side. The agent then retrieved a register. There were already many cultivators' information registered on it, but they were all from out of town."Are you in law enforcement? I'm a local from Mirage. I've alway
“Levy, are you badly hurt?”Soon, Levy Hewitt's help arrived.Levy shook his head, even though his shoulder still ached.“That's him! Don't let him get away!” Levy said, pointing at Frederick.He had never seen such an arrogant cultivator who had the audacity to stand still and wait around after he called for help."I've done nothing wrong. Why should I run away?"Frederick seemed calm.He had not thought of running in the first place. If he did, he would also seem guilty. Based on Levy's character and his way of doing things, he might even put Frederick on the wanted list."If you're innocent, why do you refuse to be searched?" someone asked coldly.“I'm a Mirage local. He asked me to register my information, and I did. Yet, he still wants to search me. I'd like to ask, who gave you the authority to search me at will?” Frederick sneered.The man looked at Levy in surprise."If you've done nothing wrong, what's wrong with letting us search you? As long as you're proven to be