Lahat ng Kabanata ng Living With My Lady Boss: Kabanata 2451 - Kabanata 2460

After all, those two were terrifyingly powerful. The members of the Church of Holy Illuminati were spread across the world, and Wilbur was at risk of being spotted wherever he went. Alik might not be a part of Bullard Bay, but Holt and the Dark Messenger were sure to be hot on Wilbur's heels the moment they heard anything. Thus, the best plan of action was to be as careful as possible. Wilbur was focused on finding the remaining four fragments to assemble the ninth dragon cauldron, and then meeting Senior Fremont to find out the secret of the dragon clan. Wilbur's powers would surely improve significantly then, and he would not have to fear Holt or the Dark Messenger anymore. Of course, Wilbur had also prepared in case any incidents popped up in the process. Three hours later, the plane landed in Filate, the capital of Alik. Alik, like Skermann, was a coastal state and its capital Filate was also near the sea. It was one o'clock in the afternoon when Wilbur landed. He felt li

Over on the island, a breeze combed through the air as Wilbur suddenly thought of something his master Orkot had once said. "There's a special kind of formation that exists in the upper dimensions. Its core pillar of support is usually a rock, a flower, or a drop of water. The cultivator can enter the formation whenever they please and change the speed of time once they are in it. It's called the arcane formation, and only dimension guardians and a few immensely skilled cultivators have mastered it." "An arcane formation?" Wilbur opened his eyes. Despite Orkot only having mentioned the formation in passing conversation, Wilbur had committed it to memory for how special it was. A cultivator could alter the speed of time within an arcane formation, like multiplying it to flow ten, even a hundred times faster than it did on Earth. Only a day on earth might have passed, but that might amount to ten, or a hundred days in an arcane formation. Wilbur had an even stronger impression

They were bound to sense even a hint of light aura in the area, and Wilbur knew there was no escaping for him now. Shuffling sounds could be heard as those figures moved around in the forest. … As the sound of the shadows' footsteps got closer and closer, Wilbur decided to stop hiding his aura completely. He absorbed the dark aura around him and converted it into the power of light, which he used to create a light barrier. The shadows crowded over just as the light barrier formed, pouncing onto it relentlessly as Wilbur stared daggers at them. "Go on, let's see how much you can take! If you can't take it all, you're going to die!" Wilbur continued to convert the dark energy with his Light Gloves, but there were simply far too many shadows. They surrounded him immediately, voraciously absorbing the light barrier regardless of how much power of light Wilbur was channeling into it. The light barrier became dangerously thin in no time. At last, it flickered valiantly before v

Wilbur released his dragon aura and was quickly able to sense that there was a rock buried underground there. There was a brilliant glow in the shape of a circle atop the rock that continued to absorb the black miasma around it before converting it into more light, making the circle glow brighter. The shadows were desperately trying to absorb the light from the glowing circle, even kneeling on the ground in an attempt to do so. However, they were completely unsuccessful. Wilbur was immediately overjoyed by the sight. The circular light was probably the entrance to the arcane formation that Senior Fremont had laid down. It seemed to bear some strange connection to dragon clan cultivators, as Wilbur could feel a pull toward it despite being over a dozen meters away. "I found it!" Wilbur was about to jump off the tree when the Dark Messenger's voice boomed loudly from above. "So, that's where you've been hiding. You're dead, Wilbur Penn!" The Dark Messenger flew downwards rapidl

The Dark Messenger smirked at the sight of Wilbur entering the arcane formation, clenching his fists. "You're not getting away this time, you bastard!" "Hahahaha!" The Dark Messenger barked out a laugh as he threw his head back. He had wanted to get rid of Wilbur from the start. Now that Wilbur was in the arcane formation, the Dark Messenger would just have to kill Wilbur in there and he would have both the Dragon Cauldrons and the support of the arcane formation to improve his cultivation. The Dark Messenger might be the third clone of the Dark Lord, but power and energy could be exchanged and delivered from a clone and its main body. This was to say that after the Dark Messenger had improved his powers, he would be able to send them to the Dark Lord. Besides, an arcane formation appearing in a lower dimension was practically unheard of. Any cultivator worth their salt would know that this was a formation that could only be created by skilled upper dimension cultivators and dime