Free Web NovelChapter 53: Chapter 53
This stretch of time was enough to give him a buffer. He had to firmly grasp this gap, cultivate properly in Inkwood Academy, and strive to push his strength higher.
"Many thanks to Senior Desolate Sword for clearing up my confusion."
Adam bowed respectfully and urged, "Senior Desolate Sword, delay leads to changes. I ask that you quickly take Cecilia back to the Sword Sect."
"This..."
Desolate Sword hesitated, not immediately agreeing.
"Senior Desolate Sword, why the hesitation?"
Desolate Sword’s eyes were full of apology. "Little Friend, I have urgent matters to attend to and cannot leave the capital. I truly cannot take this girl back to the Sword Sect in a short time."
"How about you take this token and bring the girl yourself? Once my Sect Master Senior Brother sees it, he will definitely keep this girl in the Sword Sect."
The Sword Sect was over ten thousand miles from the capital. Even for a Great Grandmaster flying through the air day and night, the journey would take a full half month, making the round trip a full month. freewebnovel.cσ๓
Adam’s current situation was sensitive. If he disappeared from the capital for a full month, it would inevitably arouse the suspicions of the Silver Willow Imperial Family.
Moreover, there were many precious ancient texts in Inkwood Academy.
If he studied them carefully, he could activate his God-Tier Comprehension and rapidly increase his strength. One month was enough to let his strength improve by a significant margin.
Desolate Sword’s suggestion did not align with Adam’s original plan.
"I wonder what urgent matter Senior has? Could you tell me? Perhaps I might be able to complete it for you."
"Actually, it is no secret. Little friend, do you know about the massacre of the Veil Manor over a month ago?"
Adam naturally knew of it. He had even crossed paths with the sole surviving bloodline of the Veil Manor.
What a pity, though. That girl had been taken away by the Silver Willow Imperial Family, and it was likely she would meet with more misfortune than good.
Otherwise, he might have had a chance to harvest the peerless rare treasures in that secret realm.
"I naturally know of it. Could it be that Senior’s important matter is related to the Veil Manor?"
Desolate Sword laughed heartily. "Exactly. The ancestors of the Veil Manor once bestowed a world-saving grace upon my Sword Sect."
"Right now, Maren Veil, the sole surviving bloodline of the Veil Manor, is locked up in the Silver Willow Heavenly Prison."
"My Sword Sect must repay this debt of gratitude. The Sect dispatched this old man to hold the fort in the capital. If the Silver Willow Imperial Family dares to lay a finger on Miss Maren, my Sword Sect will point our swords straight at the capital."
"For the sake of Miss Maren’s safety, this old man truly cannot leave the capital at this moment."
Hearing Desolate Sword’s words, Adam was startled. He had not expected Maren to be safe and sound.
This was truly an unexpected and pleasant surprise.
Who knew how many millennium-old great herbs were hidden in the secret realm Raiden Veil had once encountered? If they could be refined into pills, who knew how much they could boost his strength?
Adam had long been drooling over the great herbs in that secret realm.
Last time, when he watched Maren being taken away by the Silver Willow Imperial Family with his own eyes, he had lamented over it for a long time.
Now, hearing that Maren was still alive, his desire for that secret realm reignited. freewebnøvel.com
Adam pondered for a moment, a trace of hesitation flashed through his eyes, but then they became exceptionally resolute. "Senior Desolate Sword, how about we make a trade?"
Desolate Sword looked at Adam with interest. "What kind of trade, little friend?"
"Since Senior is in the capital to ensure Miss Maren’s safety, Senior can escort Cecilia to the Sword Sect, and I will personally go to the Silver Willow Heavenly Prison to rescue Miss Maren. What do you think?"
Seeing that Adam was not joking, Desolate Sword froze for a moment, and a look of difficulty appeared on his face.
"Little friend, there is something you do not know. The Silver Willow Heavenly Prison is heavily guarded. Not only are there many Great Grandmasters guarding the prison, but deep within the Heavenly Prison, there is a Mortal Supreme standing guard."
"With such tight security, even if this old man wanted to break into the Heavenly Prison, I might not be able to bring Miss Maren back. With your strength, little friend, I am afraid..."
The thought of breaking in and rescuing Maren had crossed Desolate Sword’s mind as well. He was not afraid of those Great Grandmasters.
With his strength at Great Grandmaster Peak, even if surrounded and attacked by those Great Grandmasters, he could walk away with ease.
What he feared was the Mortal Supreme in the Heavenly Prison.
According to rumors, that Mortal Supreme had comprehended the Dao Laws of the Dao of Thunder, and his strength far exceeded that of an ordinary Mortal Supreme.
Desolate Sword admitted to himself that he could not take Maren away from right under the nose of that Mortal Supreme, which was precisely why he had dismissed the idea.
Although Adam had impressive cultivation, Desolate Sword believed he fundamentally would not be a match for that Mortal Supreme.
Adam heard the underlying meaning in Desolate Sword’s words, but he was not angry. He calmly said, "Senior Desolate Sword, I would like to spar with Senior in the Sword Dao. I wonder if Senior will agree?"
Hearing this, Desolate Sword was somewhat stunned. After a good while, he burst into loud laughter. "Interesting, truly interesting! This old man has walked through Silver Willow for a century and has never seen such an arrogant youngster."
Seeing that Adam actually wanted to challenge him, how could Desolate Sword refuse? "Alright then, let us find a spacious place and spar."
Taking advantage of the night, the two flew through the air toward the distance.
In a wilderness, the surroundings were completely silent without a single trace of human habitation.
A trace of battle intent ignited in Adam’s eyes, and the sword intent in his heart surged out majestically, his sword momentum piercing straight into the high heavens.
