Frank's pure vigor then manifested into a gigantic hand, seizing Horey's neck in an instant!

"Donn... I mean, Mr. Lawrence! Please stop!"

Yosil quickly shouted when he saw that Frank was ready to kill, wiping the cold sweat off his brow. "If you really kill her, and Cloudnine Sect comes for blood... Kornac's Keep will fall!" "Yes, Mr. Lawrence! Please calm down!"

The other elders quickly tried to dissuade Frank too, but he asked in return, "And, what? What do you think should be done about this? If you're dead set on giving up, give me the Stellar Windroot and I'll be gone." "Oh, uh..."

Frank's question left the elders stumped, and they all turned toward Yosil.

After a moment of silence, he eventually sighed exasperatedly, walking up to Frank and asking quietly, "Do you perhaps remember this old mug, Mr. Lawrence?"

"You?"

Frank frowned at Yosil but shook his head.

like you... See, I was there at Mystic Sky Sect over twenty years ago and personally witnessed the moment

shocked by Yosil's words. "Are you from Mystic Sky Sect? Why don't I remember you? And how did you make it out three years

day of your initiation... However, he seemed to have already foreseen what would happen three years ago and entrusted a great treasure to my

blinked. "Could

was the Bloodcrane

it's an ingredient to an ancient pill and to pass it to his successor,

he told me to warn

countless schemers across all of Draconia. If he fails to reach immortality, the only path is for his successor to do so by gathering the right medicinal herbs to make

"What..."

Frank's eyes widened.

whom Yosil referred to was the later chief of Mystic

only now

his mentor had sat him through lessons on Draconian traditional medicine for day and night for years-his mentor had already foreseen the fall

Frank's heart, his earlier apathy toward Yosil was gone as he now saw the man in a more positive

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