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.

spiritual imprint was a bullet, Simon had donned several bulletproof

that juncture, he was truly

returning to the country, he came

visiting Marlington was because

been seized by a sudden desire to visit where Olive grew

he ascended

he found

which Simon thought was too far, so he opted instead to

traveled all the way forward at a very high

Simon arrived before a beautiful stretch containing a

noticed a valley ahead which was just as charming. There was a tavern

a little hungry,

sat on the foothills of Emerald Mountain,

noticed a tour group entering at the same

dozen or so people of

leading the party, however, was an old

tavern and found a

tavern was run by the Marlingtonian, just the two of them. One woman was the owner, and the other

dressed in their cultural

a forty-year-old woman who was especially

waitress, thirty or so, was also not a

waitress accidentally overlooked the lone customer as they were serving the tour

placidly in his seat. He was not

a trip to reminisce, he opted to

the tour group some drinks

group, Simon, sitting in solitude, looked as if he had

Simon did not mind. Awash in memories, he

also possible that he was

moment, a clear,

Have some peanuts. Here's a

like

sounded as if she would be beautiful

up and saw a girl in

twenty. She smiled sweetly at him, and

too, was capable of distracting one from

hands, which were holding a plate of peanuts and an untouched cup of

flushed slightly. Then, she placed

the coffee to Simon when he said coldly, “No,

froze. She did not expect him to turn her down. Her name was Mauve Lief, a fourth-year student at Yaleview University. Their professor had organized a study tour to Marlington to visit a subject they were

Simon was sitting alone in the

lonely, so she brought some peanuts and coffee as

a crush on Mauve walked over. His name was Ethan Pickering. He came over and dragged Mauve away. “How many times have I told you not to pay these weirdos any mind? Come back and sit with

She was

It

Mauve felt embarrassed.

take the peanuts

Simon ignored him.

joviality resumed at their table. The

had sharp ears. He heard Mauve telling the waitress, “You have a customer over

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