FreeNovelWilbur and Ryder dropped Yanfren off at the Special Forces headquarters, passing him back to Elsa before they returned to Sealake Island.
Ryder went off to write his report, while Wilbur went straight to bed. Too many things happened recently, and he was absolutely exhausted. Two days later, an uninvited guest showed up at the Drunken Inn in the eastern suburb of Seechertown.
Drunken Inn was run by a cultivator in Seechertown. It covered around a dozen acres of land. The establishment was built and furnished to give off a medieval vibe. It was a rather famous restaurant with wonderful scenery suitable for short strolls.
Ty Zeigler was the boss of the Drunken Inn, a cultivator at the beginner Aura level.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, he knew his talent was mediocre and would be stuck at beginner Aura level forever. Hence, he collected smoney and purchased this plot of land to build the Drunken Inn, turning it into a gathering place for cultivators and a tourist spot for the youngsters.
The signature liquor he brewed personally was also quite famous. Those who loved to drink would visit the establishment frequently. On top of that, he was quite well-networked, so his business was flourishing.
That morning, a scrawny old man dressed in slowly made his way into the Drunken Inn and arrived by the Octacharm, which was in the middle of the entire establishment.
The Octacharm had eight floors, and each floor was furnished with several sets of tables for the guests to dine and drink while enjoying the scenery. It was the most important building within Drunken Inn.
When Ty saw the old man, he could tell with a glance that the old man was also a fellow cultivator. He quickly welcomed him personally and bowed, "Sir, I'm Ty Zeigler. I run this place. Please letknow if there's anything you need." The old man took a quick glance at Ty and said coldly, "Alright. I need a place to stay. Also, prepare food for a table. We'll be spending a few days here." "No problem. I'll see to it right away," Ty answered quickly. His Drunken Inn had rooms to stay too, and food was definitely not an issue.
He led the old man to the best spot in Octacharm and served him personally. He prepared food and drinks and then allocated a room for the old man. "Sir, please help yourself. Just letknow if you need anything," Ty said with a smile.
The old man nodded and said, "I heard that you host gatherings for cultivators quite often." "That is true. It seems you're a fellow cultivator, sir." Ty said with a smile.
The old man scoffed. "Well, then I won't have to hold back. Helpspread the word. Someone in your Kardon Province killed my disciple, George Lauson. I want to know who killed him, and he has three days to cbefore me. Otherwise, I'll unleash a great calamity upon Kardon Province." "Sir, wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Ty was a modern businessman. He had no intention of getting involved in murder cases between cultivators.
He knew he was only at the Aura level, an insignificant worm in the world of cultivators. There was no way he would dare to get involved with something at that level.
However, the old man suddenly stood up and waved his sleeve.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAll of a sudden, a blast of spiritual energy surged forth and hit a rockery over a hundred meters away. The rockery was blown to bits, sending pieces of rock and stones el everywhere. The loud explosion caused the tourists to scream in terror. Ty turned pale as a sheet. That old man's spiritual power was immeasurably powerful. He was at least a mid Ambience level cultivator or greater. It was absolutely terrifying.
"Remember my name. I'm Zeke Yancey. If no one bears the responsibility of killing my disciple, I'll honor my disciple's death with the lives of all the cultivators in Kardon Province." After saying his piece, Zeke sat down alone and started drinking on his own, completely ignoring Ty's existence.
Ty realized that he could not afford to cross this person, so he quickly excused himself and passed the message along through his own network.
In just a day, news of this incident was spread to all the cultivators in Kardon Province.
A cultivator from Riverwest Province cto Seechertown and issued a challenge to all the cultivators in Kardon Province, all in the nof vengeance for his disciple.
They quickly made their way to the Drunken Inn, hoping to see just how powerful that old man was.
That afternoon, Wilbur had a rare opportunity to take a stroll outside and found Chester to be out and about too.
"Oh, it's you. Weren't you cultivating in solitude?" Wilbur asked.
Chester replied, "Since the last tI fought with you, I've been thinking about it day and night, so I went into several days of meditation in e seclusion. The results were quite good." "That's good to hear. Keep up with your cultivation."
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