Chapter 415 Marlington

“Wait up!” Lesley shouted.

Charlotte cast Lesley a wary glance. “What is it?” Lesley hurriedly answered, “I have no ill intention, Ms. Schwein. I'm merely aimless. The mountains here are endless. Would you like to travel together?” In his anxiety, he turned red.

Charlotte had never seen a man blush as easily as he did. She was certain that a man like that definitely bore her no ill will. “Sure.”

Lesley was overjoyed.

Marlington was a magical, mysterious place.

The potency of the parasites in Marlington was unparalleled.

The place was also filled with legendary wonders.

During the war, the arrogant Jetroinians never dared invade Marlington. Accurately speaking, they had, but most of their forces had perished when they landed without even seeing the enemy.

Situated in Gablurg, Marlington consisted of mountain ranges and green hills as far as the eye could see.

It was like looking out at a limitless sea of green.

The sun was resplendent at three in the afternoon.

It was also the end of May. Atop the mountains of Gablurg, the days were not very hot but the nights were chilly. Even on the hottest days of summer, the nights were cold.

Because of this, most of the residents in Gablurg had no need for air conditioning at night.

Dressed entirely in black, Simon arrived at the foothills of Gablurg.

He had attained the cultivation of a level-nine Divine Master, and his progress had been nothing short of extraordinary.

By that point, however, the rate of his cultivation had slowed down. There are limits to everything, and speed is not necessarily a good thing.

Simon realized he had hit a plateau. His cultivation level would not increase no matter how much blood he consumed.

His situation was akin to a man who, given a stroke of luck, found his wealth increasing rapidly. At a certain point in his progress, however, he would begin to slow down.

That was an irrefutable fact.

Being able to sustain growth became a matter of knowing where to invest.

At that moment, Simon was no longer under the control of the Heavenly Rebirth Alliance. The elders of the Heavenly Rebirth Alliance had left a spiritual imprint in his cerebral domain.

A mark of that nature was not easily dispellable. If Simon decided to refine it, the imprint would self-destruct.

The cultivation of the elders of the Heavenly Rebirth Alliance was at a terrifying level.

It would be practically impossible for Simon to rid himself of the imprint.

Coincidentally, however, luck is a wonderful thing indeed.

Given Simon's vampiric lineage, his mana could only be turned into combat force at the same time strengthen his cerebral domain.

With such enhancement, his cerebral domain had become invulnerable to spiritual waves and could withstand the assault of any imprint.

Against such fortitude, the threat of the spiritual imprint was negligible.

the spiritual imprint was a bullet, Simon had donned several

that juncture, he

he came

visiting Marlington was because

a sudden desire to visit

ascended

found

Simon thought was too far, so he opted instead to walk through the

all the way forward at a very high

noon, Simon arrived before a beautiful stretch

venturing a little further, he noticed a valley ahead which was just as charming. There was a tavern

hungry, Simon headed

of Emerald Mountain, with a stream at the entrance and a

a tour group entering

or so people of young, rowdy

one leading the party,

them, Simon entered the tavern

the Marlingtonian, just the two of them. One woman

dressed in their cultural dresses with scarves on their

forty-year-old woman who was

or so, was also

accidentally overlooked the lone customer as they were serving the tour

in his seat. He was not

he was there on a trip to reminisce,

waitress brought the tour group

in solitude, looked as if he had been forgotten by

did not mind. Awash in memories, he became lost

that he was thinking of nothing at

that moment, a clear, melodious

man. Have some peanuts. Here's

like

if she

a girl in white sportswear and

smiled sweetly at him,

too, was capable of distracting one from the woes

her hands, which were holding a plate of

she met his gaze, she flushed slightly. Then, she placed the

to hand the coffee to Simon when

to turn her down. Her name was Mauve Lief, a fourth-year student at Yaleview University. Their professor had organized a

noticed how Simon was sitting alone in the

might be lonely, so she brought some peanuts and coffee as

dragged Mauve away. “How many times have I told you not to pay

nodded. She was

she turned. It was cold

Mauve felt embarrassed.

the peanuts

Simon ignored him.

seats, and joviality resumed at their table. The incident did not

telling the waitress, “You have a customer over there. Don't forget to serve

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