Lord Of Martial Arts

At the branch of the Starry Sword Sect in the Tussle Region

"Ha-ha, we not only saved Miss Freda, but we also made a fortune."

Darren and Murphy sat opposite each other. As for Freda, she was still sealed, and needed time to break free, so she had been sent to a quiet place to rest.

"We were lucky this time. But the credit goes to your effort to turn all his guards into your believers," declared Murphy.

"No, we would not have succeeded without your strength. But we framed Maxwell. He must be incensed, like a mad dog. What should we do?"

"You don't have to worry. In the past, he managed to enter our sect because he sent someone to launch a sneak attack on us. This time, I have set up an array to protect the sect. Even if there are ten of him, they couldn't possibly breach the array." Pride and confidence reflected in Murphy's tone as he reassured Darren.

"That's great. Otherwise, we will have to flee again." Darren smiled.

"Rest easy and stay here to cultivate. Don't go out for a while, okay? When it's time, I will send a message to the headquarters of our sect in Starry Sword Region to report our dangerous situation, and they will send people to help us."

"That's good." Darren nodded before he continued, "By the way, let's divide the divine patterns we acquired."

As he spoke, Darren unloaded all the divine patterns in the room.

The value of this pile of divine patterns could be estimated at a billion killing points.

"I will take a few level-four divine patterns and award them to outstanding disciples in the future. You can keep the rest," announced Murphy.

"No, that is unfair. We obtained them together, so we should share them equally." Darren wasn't the kind of person who would take advantage of his friends.

As he spoke, he separated the divine patterns into two equal piles.

"This level-nine divine pattern is called the Darkest Thorn. It belongs to the penetrating series, and it's suitable for you." Without another word, Murphy placed the level-nine divine pattern in Darren's hand.

"That's true. Thank you, I'll take this level-nine divine pattern. In exchange, I want you to have all the level-seven divine patterns. I don't need them anyway." He grinned as he took the level-nine divine pattern and placed all the level-seven divine patterns near Murphy.

"Darren, this is unreasonable. If you insist on continuing like this, I will be angry with you. While divine patterns are invaluable, it is more important for you to keep them as they will help you leave the Tussle Region quicker." Murphy pretended to be annoyed.

"Uh..."

"Put them away. If you insis

ul Avatar raised his hand and gestured her to stop.

"He has made his decision. Nothing we say will persuade him otherwise," the Rule Soul Avatar explained to Jenifer, who appeared anxious. He could relate to how Merle felt, which was why he didn't try to stop him.

"What if he encounters danger and gets killed? Will you and Darren be in jeopardy if that happens?"

The Rule Soul Avatar stared at Merle's retreating figure as he replied, "No, we won't."

"Okay," Jenifer sighed in resignation. It appeared as though there was nothing she could say to keep them together. She turned to face the Rule Soul Avatar and asked, "Are we going to the human race's Ancestral Land now?"

"Yes." The Rule Soul Avatar nodded.

"Eh? Didn't you just say that you can disregard Darren's orders? Why would you still go there?" Jenifer was confused.

"We aren't going to the human race's Ancestral Land because Darren ordered me. I have my reasons for going there." The Rule Soul Avatar's vague explanation just served to deepen Jenifer's confusion.

"Okay, you make your decisions." Instead of overthinking or asking further questions that he wouldn't answer clearly, Jenifer chose to hold his arm and continue on their journey.

Meanwhile, Merle moved forward alone. His pace increased as his fury soared when he thought about what had happened.

A house, which seemed to be made of yellow sand, appeared in the vast desert. In front of the old wooden door was a crooked flag. The word "wine" could be vaguely seen on it.

When Merle sensed the aura of life inside, he walked straight toward the tavern.

"The aura of life shows that there might be warriors at the low-level of the Celestial God Realm." Merle's cold eyes filled with killing intent.