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“But… the holy stones are still with the Morningstars… In fact, I believe they’re hoarding all the holy stones within the nation! Come to think of it, I remember members of their family using a more advanced breathing technique compared to my father… Is that why they need all those stones?” asked Fayvel.

“Doubt it. They wouldn’t need that many just to cultivate. Now that I know the scale of their hoarding, however, I believe they may be preparing them for another party that’s been backing them up! That aside, you don’t need to worry. All you’ll need to do after this is follow Aiden to their manor and show them what I’m about to give you. They’ll surely be more compliant to hand you some holy stones by that point. Aiden will be needing some of the stones for his cultivation as well,” replied Gerald.

“Sounds like a plan! Though… What exactly are we bringing with us…?” asked Aiden.

Looking at how curious they all were, Gerald simply walked toward the hall and took out a piece of paper as well as a pen. Following that, he wrote down, ‘Gerald Crawford’ on the paper…

To Gerald, this was all he needed to get the Morningstars to hand them at least a hundred holy stones. Though this left Fayvel utterly confused, Aiden simply nodded confidently…

was still immersed in grief back at his manor. To think that he had already lost two of his sons when Gerald had barely been back for two days… It was

Thunder Sword Sect had better come soon… Otherwise, we may have to postpone

all that

pause, Third Elder was prompted to say in a frigid tone, “If all else fails, remember that aside from collecting holy stones for the Thunder Sword

about it is already a taboo, yet you dare suggest we let him free?!” retorted Second Elder whose face had gone

Sword Sect, and besides, we’re responsible for keeping an eye on him! If we release

Thunder Sword Sect probably has their sinister reasons for making us keep watch of that lunatic instead of doing it themselves. My theory is that they’re afraid that he’ll have his revenge on them if he breaks free, which is why they’re using us as

this conversation! I won’t allow it!” declared Jaxen as he got to his feet while shaking

a butler came running toward them while anxiously exclaiming,

Jaxen as his eyes fell on the paper in the butler’s

gulp, the butler then muttered, “G-Gerald’s men are outside… They told me to