On the other hand, Thea and Lucille were standing outside the main hall at Timaeus Sect's headquarters.

More than ten Yuraeceon Daelm Rank cultivators guarded the entrance and blocked the ladies' way. They would not budge even when Thea had used her status as the priestess and ordered them to move.

Both of them were anxious as they had not gotten any news of James.

"No, we can't wait around like this," Lucille said with a grim expression.

She shouted, "Xachary, come out here! If you don't release Elder Forty-nine, I will take everyone at Mount Martialis and leave the Timaeus..."

Before she could finish, a beam of golden light fell on Lucille and Thea for a few seconds. As the light faded, both ladies disappeared from that spot as well.

In a flash, Thea and Lucille found themselves standing in a quiet, deserted area.

In the distance, a man in a gray robe stood with his back facing them. There was nothing particularly interesting about the man. However, Lucille and Thea could sense a distinct aura about him.

"Grandpa Gladwin?" Thea called out.

Lucille raised her brows. "You've completed your meditation, Old Man Warrick?"

As the man turned around, the ladies could see a scary mask worn over his face.

of

rushed toward Gladwin Warrick and clung to his arm, one

you've finally finished your

help, Warrick. Only a protector like you could save

"You're talking about the Yuraeceon Xaelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation cultivator confined in one of the smaller halls

Lucille nodded vigorously upon

an interesting man." Gladwin joked, "What's this? Are the two of

cheeks were burning as she heard Gladwin's

"I don't mind spending a night with

things." Gladwin pointed at Lucille and shook his head. "Anyway, you guys aren't helping him by making a scene at the headquarters. That will only make

appeared

things." Gladwin continued, "He has his principles. You won't be able to change

anxiously, "Would Uncle Xachary do anything

and he's mastered the Marcials Combat Form." Gladwin replied,

over

Timaeus Sect would know about their leader,

off you go

wave of his hand, Gladwin produced a beam of golden light and sent the

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