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.

imprint was a bullet, Simon had donned

juncture, he

returning to the country, he came

Marlington was because it was

a sudden desire to visit where Olive grew

he ascended

found himself surrounded by

which Simon thought was too far, so

forward at

a beautiful stretch containing

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

hungry, Simon

of Emerald Mountain, with a stream at the

tour group entering at

so people of young, rowdy people

one leading the party, however, was an old

tavern and

the two of them. One

their cultural dresses

forty-year-old woman who was

waitress, thirty or so, was

lone customer as they were

in his seat. He was not anxious, nor did

was there on a trip to reminisce, he

brought the tour

sitting in solitude, looked as

in memories,

that he was thinking of

moment, a clear,

Have some peanuts. Here's

voice sounded like a

she would

a girl

was about twenty. She smiled sweetly at him, and

too, was capable of distracting

her hands, which were holding a plate of

as she met his gaze, she flushed slightly. Then, she placed the peanuts on the

the coffee to Simon

student at Yaleview University. Their professor had organized a

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

thought he might be lonely, so she brought some peanuts and coffee as she felt sorry for him. It was plain that Mauve was a

had 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

nodded. She was a

It was cold and devoid of emotion. “Take

Mauve felt embarrassed.

the peanuts and glared at

Simon ignored him.

joviality resumed at their table. The incident did not dampen

sharp ears. He heard Mauve telling the waitress, “You have a customer over there. Don't forget to

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