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.

was a bullet,

juncture, he was truly

country, he came to the mysterious

Marlington was because it

been seized by a sudden desire to visit where Olive grew

ascended the

entering Emerald Mountain, he found himself

a trail, which Simon thought was too far, so he opted

forward at a very high

arrived before a beautiful stretch

a valley ahead which was just as charming. There was

little hungry, Simon headed toward

foothills of Emerald Mountain, with a stream at the

tour group entering at the

or so people

the party, however, was an

them, Simon entered the tavern and

of them.

dressed in their cultural dresses with

forty-year-old woman who

thirty or so,

waitress accidentally overlooked the lone customer

He was not anxious, nor did

was there on a trip to reminisce, he opted

brought the tour

to the lively group, Simon, sitting in solitude, looked as if he had

did not mind. Awash in

possible that he

moment, a clear, melodious voice

Here's a

voice sounded like a ray

she would be

looked up and saw a girl in

sweetly at him,

too, was capable of distracting

were holding a plate of peanuts and an untouched cup of

gaze, she flushed slightly. Then, she placed the peanuts

was about to hand the coffee to Simon

a fourth-year student at Yaleview University. Their professor had organized a study tour to Marlington to visit a subject they were exploring

alone in the corner while she had

peanuts and coffee as she felt sorry for him. It was plain that Mauve was

over. His name was Ethan Pickering. He came over and dragged

She was a little

as she turned. It was cold and devoid of emotion. “Take your things with

Mauve felt embarrassed.

peanuts and glared at Simon.

Simon ignored him.

Ethan returned to their seats, and joviality resumed at their

He heard Mauve telling the waitress, “You have

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