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

that juncture, he was

country, he came to

Marlington was because it was

desire to visit where

he ascended the

found himself surrounded

was too far, so he opted

the way forward at a

a beautiful stretch containing a

a valley ahead which was just as charming. There

a little hungry, Simon headed

Mountain, with a stream at the entrance and a

he noticed a tour group entering at

a dozen or so people of

leading the party, however, was an old

Simon entered the tavern and

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

were dressed in their cultural dresses with scarves on

owner was a forty-year-old woman who

thirty or so,

lone customer as they were serving

in his seat. He was not anxious, nor

was there on a trip to reminisce, he opted to

waitress brought the tour group

sitting in solitude, looked as if he

mind. Awash in

was also possible that he was thinking

a clear,

Have some peanuts. Here's a cup of coffee for

like a ray of

she would

and saw a girl in white

smiled sweetly at him,

capable of distracting one from

her hands, which were holding a

as she met his gaze, she flushed slightly. Then,

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

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

had noticed how Simon was sitting alone in the corner while she had a lively group

brought some peanuts and coffee as she felt sorry

over and dragged Mauve away. “How many

She was

behind her as soon as she turned. It was cold and devoid of emotion. “Take your

Mauve felt embarrassed.

to take the peanuts and

Simon ignored him.

seats, and joviality resumed at their table. The incident did

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

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