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Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 843
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Chapter 843 Multiple Breakthroughs

How could Wyatt possibly not have suspicions?

When he shared this thought with his wife, Ameera, she immediately dismissed it, insisting it definitely couldn't

be Emrys. She had tested him with her magical treasure and was certain that Emrys‘ lucky chance had been

utterly destroyed.

However, deep within Ameera, similar doubts had also begun to surface.

All of this was simply too coincidental.

The three of them had rushed over at the first opportunity. Apart from the intention of befriending this inheritor

to the Sword King, they had a more significant purpose. They wanted to see if it was indeed Emrys.

If so, Ameera was wholeheartedly willing to take a hit to her pride.

However, the likelihood of this was quite slim.

Atop the mountain, Peter was drenched in sweat, yet he seemed oblivious to any hint of fatigue, completely

engrossed in what he was doing.

The branch in his hand seemed to have transformed into a genuine sword. Each thrust caused sword energy to

ripple, accompanied by the glint of something sharp.

Stabbing right through an early-phase Foundation Stage cultivator shouldn't be a problem.

The shadow of the tree branches flickered incessantly, the sword energy they held growing stronger and

stronger. With a final thrust, Peter couldn’t help but shout excitedly, “I did it! From now on, I, Peter Laverick, am

a swordmaster! Ha-

He was just about to burst into laughter but quickly clamped his hand over his mouth as Emrys was still in the

process of receiving his inheritance.

Peter was quite honorable. After inhaling the secondhand smoke, he didn’t bother the person who lit it in the first

place. Instead, he showed the utmost respect to Emrys.

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Moving off to the side, he quietly took a seat and watched Emrys.

As Peter continued to watch, he found the situation increasingly peculiar. He thought to himself, It’s one thing for

Mr. Griffins’ swordsmanship to lack technique, but why is the sword aura

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he emits so faint

Sword energy was categorized into nine beginner levels, and beyond the ninth level was the novice level.

After the novice level was the master level.

Previously. Peter's sword energy had already reached the novice level. At his age, he was one of the best sword

cultivators, demonstrating exceptional talent.

Having now gleaned a bit of the Sword King’s inheritance, Peter's sword energy had advanced further, leaping

from the novice level to master level. That was why he was so excited, even declaring himself a swordmaster.

However, observing Emrys‘ sword energy at that moment, it seemed to be merely at the beginner level nine, not

having reached the novice level. So, on what grounds could he have received the Sword King’s inheritance?

Peter was utterly perplexed.

What he didn’t know was that Emrys was not originally a sword cultivator. His sword energy had skyrocketed

from nothing to the beginner level nine only after experiencing the Sword King’s sword energy.

This talent was undoubtedly a defiance of the heavens.

Peter looked at Emrys with a puzzled expression.

A moment later, Emrys‘ sword energy underwent a noticeable transformation.

“Not bad. Mr. Griffins’ sword energy has finally reached the novice level, catching up to where | was before. Truly

impressive...”

Peter had just finished his praise and was about to rise, but in the next second, it was as if an invisible hand had

pushed him back down. He frowned and asked, “He's still not done?”

Emrys’ thrusting did not cease.

Peter once again closed his mouth tactfully, careful not to disturb Emrys.

Roughly half an hour passed.

Emrys’ sword energy made another breakthrough.

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A hint of surprise flashed across Peter's face as he said, “He’s caught up tonow at the master level. That's

d*mn impressive... Huh? He's still going?”

For a long time, Peter had been stuck at the novice level. But today, luck was on his side. He encountered an

opportunity that allowed him to break through to the master level, thus becoming a swordmaster.

It was evident that his swordsmanship was formidable.

However, Emrys was different.

Emrys had progressed from the beginner level to the novice level, and then from there, he advanced to the

master level, all in one go as if there were no obstacles in his way.

His talent in swordsmanship was clearly even more formidable than Peter's.

No wonder he gained the Sword King’s approval. His talent is extraordinarily exceptional!

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Peter was filled with admiration, silently praising Emrys in his heart. However, when he saw that Emrys had not

yet stopped, he finally lost his composure and leaped to his feet.

“He’s still going on?”

More tpassed.

With a dumbfounded expression, Peter said, “He's reached the grandmaster level...”

Even so, Emrys didn’t stop.

Another wave of transformation occurred.

Emrys finally cto a halt, but Peter had already becutterly stupefied.

“L-Legendary level sword energy!”

Did he just fully grasp the sword energy left behind by the former Sword King in one go?

This is beyond bizarre; this is the epitof insanity!

“So, can you now discern the difference between an ordinary genius and a prodigious genius?”

The white imprint on Emrys’ forehead had already vanished. He smiled, looking toward Peter and snapping him

out of his daze into reality.

With a resounding smack, Peter slapped himself across the face. The sting of pain confirmed to him that this was

not a dream.

“Mr. Griffins... no, Tigger, | finally get it. You're the real genius. Those so-called prodigies from Mount Kushburn

are nothing compared to you,” Peter complimented, his face full of admiration.

Emrys gave a half-smile. “You sure changed your tune quickly. No more putting on airs?”

“Ahem... What are you talking about, Tigger? How dare | show off in front of you? | mooched a bit of your lucky

chance earlier. You won't hold it against me, will you?”

“That was the opportunity you were meant to have, so it’s not mooching. Otherwise, why would it be you

standing besidetoday and not someone else?”