Lord Of Martial Arts

The body became solid as it moved, and eventually, two cold, arrogant eyes locked onto the old man. He cowered and hid his face.

He had become so feeble and weak that he almost fell to the ground. He murmured, "Dragon, genuine dragon..."

"Hum!"

The purple dragon that had been transformed from the dragon blood aura growled and flew forward. Its tail thrashed against the ground.

Bang!

The tail retracted and swung, hitting the old man's armor and shattering it.

"Go to hell!"

Darren seized the opportunity and stabbed a sword intent through the old man's chest.

As the old man died, all he could see was an image of the purple dragon. He was blind to everything else.

Bang!

The old man's body exploded like firework and his blood and organs rained down.

"Assimilate."

When the nourishment entered Darren's Fate Character Tree, the fruit hanging from it started to tremble like it was celebrating.

"It's nearly ripe again."

Over the past few days, Darren had killed a lot of people. They had different cultivation levels and a few of them even had negative emotions and killing intents.

This time, he had assimilated a master with a grade-nine Fate Character and five metal meridians. He had enough nourishment now that he could almost ripen the seventh fruit.

"If I kill ten more cultivators that have five meridians, the fruit will be ripe." The

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But the young man had saved his grandson's life repeatedly. If he wanted millions of kilograms of white metal, he would get it.

"Alex, before I make any promises, I have to discuss this with the patriarch. I will be back soon."

"Thank you, sir."

Darren never bothered to ask others for anything, but this time he had no choice. White metal meant strength, and he needed to increase his own.

About two hours later, Kenneth's grandfather came back.

"Ha-ha."

When he entered the room, he was wearing a huge smile on his face. "At first, that old man refused, but I convinced him. Alex, twenty million kilograms is the most I could get you. Is that enough?"

"That's enough! Thank you very much, sir!" Darren was so excited that he had to restrain himself from doing a little dance. Twenty million kilograms of white metal was enough for him to improve his Fate Character to a level higher.

"It's fine. There's no need to thank me. We owed you this much."

"Ha-ha-ha..."

They all laughed when they saw how happy Darren was to receive his gift.

The next morning, a storage space unit was delivered to Darren.

Darren opened it and peered down at all the white metal that was stacked inside of it. He couldn't wipe the smile off of his face even if he tried.

The trip he had made to the Red Demon Clan was turning out to be more worth it than he had imagined.