An Understated Dominance, Dustin Rhys story. Chapters 1301 and beyond - JUNLEE (aka Jungal2000) English interpretation

Translated by Jungal2000

This is my take on an ongoing Chinese novel by an unknown author. I've never been much of a reader when it comes to lengthy novels, but as soon as I delved into this tale, I was hooked like a fanatic. And I can't seem to stop. Unfortunately, the English version I was following only released three chapters a day, and my appetite for the story was insatiable. So, I decided to take matters into my own hands and started translating the Chinese text myself. Along the way, I've tried to inject some context into it because Google's translation tends to be too literal.

I've used different names for characters in my translations since they're a result of my own artistic interpretation. I began my translations from Chapter 967, which was posted in a different discussion thread. My aim is to tackle at least 100 chapters a week. However, as much as I love translating and reading this novel, I make sure to reserve my weekends for my family and friends – they're the ones who matter most to me.

The reason for this new thread is that during my two days off, some talented translators have continued where I left off. Their work is already shared and posted in my previous thread. This is fantastic news for readers looking for weekend reads. To avoid any confusion, I decided to create a new thread where I can upload and continue my translations. I'm doing all of this out of love for the story and the enjoyment I get from the process; it makes me feel like I'm a part of the narrative.

For those who are new to this, the best translations are provided by Muhindi Wa Kuchoma, and they are the work of the legendary translator Marina Vitori.


This is the tale of a prince, a legendary Kirin known as Logan Rhys. His life underwent a dramatic change a decade ago when his mother met a mysterious and untimely demise. Fueled by a relentless pursuit of truth, justice, and vengeance, he abandoned his royal palace and adopted the guise of a commoner, going by the name Dustin Rhys. The once-arrogant young prince transformed into a timid and soft-spoken individual, making him an easy target for bullies.

During these ten years, Logan secretly honed his skills and strength, undergoing a profound transformation. However, a recent divorce from his wife, Dahlia Nicholson, after three years of marriage, coupled with a series of life-altering events, pushed him back into action. Slowly but surely, he began to shed his timid persona, reemerging as the formidable figure he once was.

Join us as we follow the journey of Dustin, or Logan, as he strives to surpass, outmaneuver, and overpower entire armies and kingdoms, all through his own determination and bare hands.

 

[LOGAN / KIRIN]

It

Beauty Index
First, Gabrielle Whitlock
Second, Scarlet
Third Dahlia? Or Natasha?

It's Natasha !!

 

[RyanBang™]

The hell. Dustin Tattoo is Unicorn

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

The hell. Dustin Tattoo is Unicorn

hahaha... pink unicorn

 

[GIPA]

How hard will it strike Dahlia's mother. After finding out Dustin's true identity

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

Chapter 1621 The Prophecy

"So, it's Miss Whitlock. I've heard of your name."

After a brief surprise, Dustin quickly regained his composure. "May I ask, Miss Whitlock, what brings you here so late at night, on behalf of whom?"

He didn't know Gabrielle before. He had only seen half-face on the portrait. It was a bit strange that she suddenly appeared at his doorstep.

"After Mr Rhys reads this letter, you will know who sent me." Gabrielle didn't explain further. She took out an envelope from her sleeve and handed it to Dustin with both hands.

"Thank you." Dustin nodded slightly, took the envelope, and opened it. The contents made his expression change, heart racing.

The letter had no signature, no greetings, just a simple line.

"Lord Donovan is currently residing in Tranquil Sanctuary on Zenwood, using the alias Darwin."

Seeing the words, Dustin immediately knew who sent the letter.

He didn't expect the other party to be so efficient—three days meant three days, without any delay.

"Please express my thanks to that person. I appreciate today's favor, and I'll remember it. If you need anything in the future, feel free to ask."

With a flick of his finger, the envelope instantly turned into powder, disappearing completely.

"Besides the letter, my aunt also asked me to deliver a message to you."

Gabrielle's clear voice whispers again. "She said there is unrest in the palace recently and advises you not to investigate further. Otherwise, you will face fatal consequences."

"Thanks for the warning. I'm aware of the risks." Dustin nodded.

Not investigating was not an option. He had finally got a lead; he wouldn't easily give up.

"Lord Logan, your mom is long gone. You have a beautiful life to live. The dust settled ten years ago, you won’t change anything that happened back then. Everything that happened was destined to happen by fate," Gabrielle said.

"Fate?"

Dustin shook his head with a smile. "I never believe in fate. I believe in human actions. Regardless of the outcome, I have to try."

"If this actions makes you risk your life, or risk the people around you, will you still choose to act?" Gabrielle asked.

At her words, Dustin suddenly fell silent.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he didn't want those around him to suffer.

"Lord Logan, I have a prophecy for you. Tranquil Sanctuary in Zenwood is a hurdle you can't overcome. If you insist on going, many people will die, and you will pay a heavy price," Gabrielle's tone became serious.

She had never been wrong in her prophecies.

The reason she took the risk to come here was to resolve this disaster as much as possible.

"Since you don't want me to go, why did you tell me the truth?" Dustin suddenly asked.

"This is destined. I can't change the result, but you can. Because everything started with you. As long as you choose to give up, peace will prevail for generations. Otherwise, the entire Stonia will be in a river of blood!" Gabrielle said.

"Sorry, I can't do that."

After a few seconds of silence, Dustin shook his head. "I carry too much on my shoulders. My life no longer belongs to me. Now, I'm just a step away from the truth. I can't give up."

"Sigh..."

Upon hearing these words, Gabrielle couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Indeed, she couldn't convince him.

She had known this result from the beginning, but she was unwilling, attempting to change the impending fate.

Unfortunately, she didn't have that power.

The ones who could change fate in the world were few.

And Logan was one of them.

A prodigy carrying great fortune, every decision he made would determine the life and death of countless people.

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

Chapter 1622 Celestial Prophet's Duty

"Lord Logan, if you insist on going, I won't stop you, but please accept this."

Gabrielle spoke and suddenly took out a golden talisman from her pocket, handing it to Dustin with both hands.

The talisman seemed ordinary, without any visible energy fluctuations.

But Dustin felt a unique aura from it, subtle and mysterious.

Upon closer inspection, however, he found nothing.

"This is a protective talisman I prayed with. Perhaps it can help you resist disaster at a critical moment." Gabrielle explained.

"A protective talisman?" Dustin raised an eyebrow, curious. "Why would you help me when we've never met before?"

"Because you can't die, at least not now." Gabrielle's tone was serious.

Lord Logan's life was precious, and if he died in Stonia, it would surely lead to chaos in the world.

She didn't want to see that happen, so she had to help him overcome this hurdle.

It was the duty of a celestial prophet.

"Miss Whitlock, I appreciate your noble intentions."

Dustin nodded slightly, accepting the protective talisman without hesitation.

After their conversation, he could probably guess Gabrielle's true identity.

Without surprise, she should be someone from the Royal Divinity Observatory.

The Royal Divinity Observatory was a mysterious department in the Dragonmarsh Empire. Its members not only knew astronomy and geography but also divination and prophecy. The more skilled ones could fly, escape, and even hunt demons!

However, the Royal Divinity Observatory rarely interfered in mundane affairs and seldom showed themselves. They only stepped in when it involved the country's safety.

"Lord Logan, I've said what needs to be said, and I've done what needs to be done. I still hope you think twice before acting. Farewell."

After handing over the protective talisman, Gabrielle said no more and decisively stood up to take her leave.

Do what you can and leave the rest to fate. The result was not something she could control.

"Miss Whitlock, please."

Dustin stood up to escort her to the door, watching Gabrielle leave.

The sudden visit of someone from the Royal Divinity Observatory not only indicated the seriousness of the matter but indirectly confirmed that he was getting closer to the truth.

"Your Highness..."

At this moment, Lorenzo suddenly walked out of the room.

Compared to his previous weakness, after a few days of recuperation, the current Lorenzo had regained much of his vitality and could move freely now.

"Uncle Lorenzo, why haven't you slept? It’s so late."

Dustin walked over, supporting Lorenzo to sit on the sofa.

"I've slept for a full ten years; I've had enough sleep. Now, I just want to see more of this beautiful world." Lorenzo smiled.

"Your body has just recovered; you should rest well." Dustin advised.

"Don't worry about me. I can't die temporarily."

Lorenzo said, changing the topic suddenly. "Your Highness, I heard your conversation with Miss Whitlock just now. I think Miss Whitlock is right. You shouldn't take this risk."

"Uncle Lorenzo, I know you care about me, but as I said before, no matter what happens, I must get to the bottom of it." Dustin's expression was solemn.

"I am worried. Your journey is full of dangers. If something unexpected happens, I won't be able to explain to the King." Lorenzo frowned.

"Don't worry about me. I've made the necessary preparations. Uncle Lorenzo, you don't need to worry." Dustin smiled.

"Sigh... I knew I couldn't persuade you." Lorenzo sighed and then asked, "When do you plan to go?"

"Sooner rather than later. Tomorrow, I will personally go to Tranquil Mountain and uncover the truth!"

...

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

Chapter 1623 Stonia's Turmoil Began

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, after getting all freshened up, Dustin changed into a new set of clothes and got ready to head out.

"Dust, this journey is dangerous. How about I accompany you? It'll be good to have someone watching your back," Maximus followed him out of the room, carrying a sword on his back.

Although not very strong, it was no problem for Maximus to keep an eye out for Dustin.

"No need, you stay at home. Protecting Uncle Lorenzo is your top priority," Dustin patted Maximus on the shoulder. "Remember, if anything feels off, take Uncle Lorenzo and leave. Don't take any risks."

"Got it!" Maximus nodded firmly. "Even if I have to risk my life, I'll make sure Uncle Lorenzo is safe!"

"Don't say such ominous things. I'm just going out for a while. It won't take long. You guys just be a little cautious. I'm off."

Dustin said his goodbyes and went out alone.

Zenwood was in a remote suburb, and it would take about two hours by car.

Because it was rarely visited, it had little fame. As for the Tranquil Temple on Zenwood, even fewer people knew about it.

If it weren't for the help from someone in the palace, how could Dustin have known that the once glorious and powerful King of Ashencrest was hiding in a small temple, practicing Buddhism?

But some things can't be avoided.

As Dustin headed towards Tranquil Temple, an invisible turmoil began to surge within the Stonia City.

Various forces began to stir.

At this moment, in the study of the Emerald Estate.

Ignatius was practicing military strategies on a sand table, but his mind was on something else.

"My lord!"

At this moment, a trusted subordinate hurried in and respectfully reported, "Just received an urgent letter, it's of utmost importance. Please review it immediately."

"Oh? Hand it over, let me see."

Ignatius took the envelope with one hand, opened it, and the contents made his eyes light up.

"Logan is heading to Tranquil Temple in Zenwood. Stop him at all costs. If necessary, eliminate him!"

Ignatius read the letter in a low voice, and a smile gradually spread across his face. "It seems that someone in the Imperial Palace can't sit still. They know that Logan is a big threat, so they want to eliminate him in advance."

"My lord, what should we do?" the subordinate asked cautiously.

"Of course, we follow orders," Ignatius said with a sly smile. "As a military commander, obeying orders is our duty. Whatever they want us to do, we do. Besides, if something goes wrong, someone else can take the blame."

He had been worried about how to deal with the nuisance Logan without implicating himself.

Now, he didn't need to worry anymore.

A higher-up had given the order, and all he had to do was follow it.

"What are you still standing there for? Immediately summon the Whitewolf Elite Battalion and head to Zenwood. Execute the traitor!"

"Understood!"

The subordinate responded and immediately left.

Soon, an extremely elite team began to mobilize.

...

On the other side, at the headquarters of the World Alliance.

Vincent sat cross-legged in the training room, quietly cultivating.

The World Alliance's training room was specially equipped with a gathering spirit array, greatly enhancing the speed of cultivation compared to the outside world.

However, because the spirit array required the consumption of many rare items, it is extremely precious every time it is open.

Ordinary disciples naturally didn't have this treatment.

Only truly talented individuals had the qualifications to enjoy the amplification of the training room.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

Chapter 1624 A Chance to Redeem

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Vincent slowly opened his eyes and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me."

A white-haired old man in white clothes pushed the door and walked in.

The old man had white hair but a youthful appearance, a tall figure, and an ethereal aura that made him stand out.

This person was none other than the head of the World Society, Darkbane Moore!

"Master?"

Vincent's expression straightened, quickly getting up. "Why are you here?"

"Just came to see you."

Darkbane smiled faintly and asked, "Vincent, how has your progress been recently?"

"I've already reached the Apex Grandmaster. I'm just one step away from the Supreme Grandmaster," Vincent replied truthfully.

With his current strength, using the Heavenly God’s Four Symbols Technique, he could contend with ordinary Supreme Grandmasters.

"Not bad. To reach this level at such a young age is not easy. Your master was far from your achievements at your age," Darkbane nodded approvingly.

"You're too kind. If it weren't for your careful cultivation, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today," Vincent said humbly.

"No need to be modest. Your achievements are the result of your own efforts."

Darkbane smiled and continued, "Oh, by the way, I heard that you had a big battle with someone last night and even used the Heavenly God’s Four Symbols Technique. Is that true?"

"It is true."

Vincent did not deny it. "That person was very powerful, actually blocking the first three moves of the Heavenly God’s Four Symbols Technique. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to use the fourth move, the God’s Thunder Fury. Otherwise, I could have definitely won!"

"Very good."

Darkbane nodded in satisfaction. "Although you didn't win last night, today, you have a chance to redeem yourself."

"Huh?" Vincent was momentarily stunned, not quite catching up.

"The person you fought with last night was Logan, the Kirin Son. I believe you already know that."

Darkbane said with some profound meaning, "This morning, an old acquaintance sent a message, asking our World Society to handle something. I think you are very suitable for this task."

"What does Master want me to do?" Vincent asked cautiously.

"Eliminate Logan, the traitor to our country!" Darkbane's expression turned serious.

"What? Eliminate Logan?"

Vincent's eyelids jumped, showing astonishment. "Master, are you not joking? Logan is the Crown Prince of the West Lucozia. If we kill him, our World Society will probably be in big trouble."

Looking across the entire Dragonmarsh Empire, who didn't know the prestige of the West Lucozia Royal Palace?

Its fifty thousand Black Dragon Army was invincible, and its power was unstoppable.

Moreover, the West Lucozia King was notorious for being domineering and protective. Once he learned that his son had been killed, he would probably send his army immediately, leveling the World Society.

Although the World Society claimed to be the number one sect in the world, it was not yet at the point where it could directly confront the West Lucozia Royal Palace.

"Don't worry, your master dares to ask you to do this, naturally, there is a foolproof plan. You just need to go all out, and your master will handle the aftermath," Darkbane said calmly.

"Master, I don't understand. Who is this person that makes you take such a big risk?" Vincent frowned.

"Some things cannot be told for the time being. When you sit in my position, you will naturally understand," Darkbane shook his head slightly.

"But..." Vincent hesitated to speak.

"Vincent, this is your chance to prove yourself. As long as you kill Logan, from now on, you will be an unparalleled existence in the world!"

Seeing Vincent silent, Darkbane sighed lightly and said, "Of course, if you don't want to go, your master will personally take care of the task of eliminating Logan."

"Master! Your old injuries have not healed. If you fight with someone, you may harm the foundation!" Vincent became anxious.

"No way, for the development of the World Society, there are some things your master has to do." Darkbane shook his head with some helplessness.

Seeing his master's sighing appearance, Vincent gritted his teeth and finally agreed, "Master, let me go. Matters of the young should be handled by the young."

"Good disciple, your master didn't raise you in vain."

Darkbane nodded with satisfaction. "Logan is currently heading to the Tranquil Temple in Zenwood. Hurry over with your people. No matter what the cost, don't let him return to Stonia!"

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

Chapter 1625 Chuckleberry

Mt Crystal, Frostmirror Lake.

At this moment, a handsome young man with a bare upper body was sitting on the water's surface with his eyes closed, cultivating.

His body was like a light boat, gently rising and falling with the flowing water.

Above the young man's head, several birds were flying around, holding straw and twigs in their beaks, preparing to build nests.

Underwater, a group of fish played and frolicked around the young man, constantly swimming in circles.

At this moment, the young man seemed to have merged with nature, resonating with the heavens, earth, and all things.

"Tad!"

At this moment, a black figure suddenly descended from the sky, landing steadily on the lake surface.

His feet created ripples, startling the fish below to scatter and the birds to take flight.

"Younger brother, the time has come. Master commands you to leave the mountain immediately, without delay!" the black-clothed person said.

The young man kept his eyes closed, sitting quietly on the lake, showing no reaction, as if he hadn't heard anything.

The black-clothed person furrowed his brows slightly and spoke again, "Younger brother, the target of this mission is Logan, the Kirin Son. Haven't you always wanted to have a showdown with him? This is your best opportunity."

As these words were spoken, the young man, who had been motionless, slowly opened his eyes.

In his usually indifferent eyes, there was an unusual glint.

"Location?" the young man spoke lightly.

"Tranquil Temple on Mt Tranquil!" the black-clothed person said.

The young man didn't say anything more. He slowly stood up from the lake's surface, stretched lazily, and then yawned.

After that, with a single step, his entire body instantly shot out, turning into a golden light that disappeared into the sky.

"Transforming the body into a sword, traveling through the air. Could it be that younger brother has broken through again?!"

The black-clothed person looked surprised, muttering to himself.

In his twenties, a Supreme Grandmaster. Looking across the entire world, who could compare?

Even the Kirin Son, who carried the aura of destiny, was slightly inferior.

This was the true unparalleled existence in the world!

...

Brighton Town, Hush Village.

A middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and covered in mud was walking happily towards his home, carrying two wooden buckets.

In the left bucket, there were fish, and in the right one, there were plenty of shrimp and crabs. The harvest seemed quite good.

"Chuckleberry Chuck, you came back so soon? It looks like you've had a good harvest."

Some neighbors greeted him warmly when they saw him.

Chuckleberry Chuck scratched his head, grinning in response.

When he reached the entrance of the village, a group of children who had been waiting eagerly immediately surrounded him, chattering excitedly.

"Chuckleberry Chuck, Chuckleberry Chuck! I just found a gemstone. I'll trade it for two fish, okay?"

A little boy held a goose egg-sized stone and handed it to Chuckleberry Chuck with great excitement. "Hey! If you don't say anything, I'll take it as you agree to it!"

With that, the little boy grabbed two fish and ran away.

"Chuckleberry Chuck! I want to eat crabs. If you give me a few, we can be good friends!" a little girl said.

"Good friends... good friends..."Chuckleberry Chuck grinned and, with nimble movements, tied several large crabs with a straw rope and handed them to the little girl.

The little girl cheered and immediately ran back home with the crabs.

"Chuckleberry Chuck, I also have a gemstone. I want to exchange it for fish, and I want big ones!"

"And me! Me too!"

"..."

A group of children clamored in various ways, quickly depleting Chuckleberry Chuck's supply of fish, shrimp, and crabs.

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

Chapter 1626 The Dragon Sparrow

At the end, there were a bunch of rocks and pieces of wood left.

"Chuck, oh Chuckleberry Chuck, you're just too silly, aren't you? The fish you worked hard to catch all night were tricked away by those little rascals."

An old man passing by shook his head, and then added, "Oh, by the way, there was a big wind last night, and the tiles on my roof were blown off. Can you go to town later and buy some to replace them for me, okay?"

Chuck didn't say anything, just grinned.

"Ah... what a silly guy. Hurry back, your wife is waiting for you to have breakfast."

The old man waved his hand, watching Chuck leave.

Hush Village isn't big, with a total of just over a hundred people, young and old.

And Chuckleberry Chuck is a special case in the village.

No one knows where Chuck came from. In everyone's impression, Chuck is just a silly guy who has never spoken a complete sentence.

Whether he's cheated or bullied, he always wears a silly smile and never changes.

Chuck walked from the village entrance to the end and finally entered a simple cottage with a fenced yard.

The cottage wasn't big, even a bit shabby, but it was relatively clean and tidy.

In the yard fenced by a fence, there were some chickens and ducks, and an old yellow dog was lying at the door, snoring.

Seeing Chuck approaching, the dog immediately stood up and wagged its tail, welcoming him.

"Chuck, you're back?"

Hearing the noise, a middle-aged woman immediately came out of the house. Looking closer, she frowned, "Why are there only rocks and wood? Where are the fish and shrimp? You weren't tricked again, were you?"

Chuck didn't say anything, just grinned and scratched his head.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman was both angry and helpless, "Chuck, I've told you many times, don't believe those little rascals. How many times have you been fooled? Why don't you learn?"

"Good friends... good friends..." Chuck grinned.

"Forget it, talking to you is useless."

The middle-aged woman sighed and patted the mud on Chuckleberry Chuck's shoulder, "Quick, take off your clothes, I'll wash them for you. Look at how dirty you are. Did you fall into a mud puddle?"

Taking off his clothes, Chuck's wife said again, "Oh, by the way, breakfast is ready. Eat while it's hot, and remember to wash your hands before eating. Also, I'll go to town to sell vegetables later. Don't run around at home. I'll bring back some osmanthus cakes, your favorite, when I come back."

Hearing this, Chuck widened his eyes, grinned even more foolishly.

"What are you standing there for? Go eat."

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes, then carried a basin of dirty clothes out of the house, heading straight for the stream.

Chuck watched his wife leave, then went back to the house to eat.

Breakfast was plentiful - a bowl of white porridge, a basket of buns, two eggs, and a basin of homemade pickled cucumbers.

Chuck had a big appetite and enjoyed his meal.

At this moment, the old yellow dog at the door suddenly barked.

Chuck looked up and saw a white pigeon fluttering its wings into the house, landing on the dining table, motionless.

Chuck took the letter from the pigeon's leg, opened it, and his eyes became somewhat complicated.

After a long silence, Chuck finally sighed softly, muttering to himself, "Ten years, and it's finally here."

Chuck silently stood up, burned the letter, released the pigeon, gave the old yellow dog a meat bun, then walked to the yard and dug out a long wooden box.

Opening the box, a rusty iron sword lay inside.

"Old friend, long time no see. Accompany me on this final journey."

Chuck gently stroked the sword, then flicked his finger.

"Buzz!"

The iron sword began to tremble wildly, the rust on it shaking off bit by bit, revealing a terrifying sharpness.

Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of dragons and tigers roaring.

This sword was none other than the world's number one sword, the Dragon Sparrow!

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

Chapter 1627 A Secret

Chuck cleaned the Dragon Sparrow sword and placed it in the scabbard.

Then he went back inside, tidied up the bowls and chopsticks, and cleaned the house from top to bottom.

Next, he chopped wood, fetched water, and fed the chickens and ducks.

After completing all the chores, Chuck changed into a fresh set of clothes. He stood at the door for a while, finally carrying the scabbard on his back, and walked out slowly.

Just as he stepped out of the courtyard, a little girl with braided hair in the shape of horns ran over.

The little girl looked about five or six years old, with a slightly darkened face, but delicate features, a budding beauty.

There were some redness and bloodstains around her eyes and nose, as if she had just been in a fight.

"Uncle Chuck!"

The little girl held a fish in one hand and several crabs in the other. She ran up to Chuck, proudly saying, "Uncle Chuck, look, I got your stuff back. Am I awesome or what?"

"Did you get into another fight?" Chuck squatted down.

"They were bullying you, cheating you out of your things. I asked them to give it back, but they refused, so I beat them up!" The little girl raised her head proudly, "Don't be fooled by my slim appearance; I'm strong. I made them cry!"

"For these things, it's not worth it," Chuck shook his head.

"I don't care! I won't let them bully you!" The little girl said stubbornly, "You're my friend. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll fight them for you!"

"Friend?"

Chuck smiled, his eyes showing a hint of indulgence. "Penelope, having a friend like you makes me lucky. Before I leave, I want to give you a gift."

Chuck took out a book from his pocket and handed it to the little girl. "This is my lifelong effort. I'm passing it on to you, hoping it will help you."

"A book?" The little girl scratched her head, "But I can't read."

"It's okay. You can read it later when you learn. " Chuckleberry Chuck smiled.

"Okay."

The little girl nodded. Then, as if she remembered something, she suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle Chuck, you're usually silent, but today you're acting strange."

"What's strange?" Chuck asked with a smile.

"You seem... not silly anymore." The little girl tilted her head.

"I've never been silly."

Chuck smiled, patted the little girl's head, and said, "Let me tell you a secret. My name is not Chuck. I have a name; here."

He used his fingers to write two words on the ground.

"What are these?"

The little girl looked left and right, completely puzzled.

"This is ' Bladeheart,' and this is ' Ronin.' Together, it reads Bladeheart Ronin," Chuck explained with a smile.

" Bladeheart Ronin? That sounds weird. I think uncle Chuck sounds better." The little girl pouted.

"Okay, if you like calling me uncle Chuck, then call me uncle Chuck." Chuck laughed.

"Uncle Chuck, are you going out?" The little girl asked again.

"Yes, to a very distant place." Chuckleberry Chuck nodded.

"Very far? Are you going to the city? I've never been there. Can you take me with you?" The little girl asked excitedly.

"Not this time, maybe next time." Chuckleberry Chuck gently refused.

"Oh..." The little girl looked a bit disappointed.

"Penelope, you have good aptitude. In the future, you'll become great. When the time comes, you can go wherever you want, and no one can stop you." Chuck comforted.

"Really?" The little girl wiped away her tears with a smile.

Although she didn't understand, it seemed impressive.

"Of course, it's true."

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

Chapter 1628 Blade Sage

Chuck wiped away the dirt from the little girl's face and said with a smile, "Penelope, remember, eat your meals on time, take care of yourself, I'm leaving now."

The little girl nodded vigorously, then watched Chuck leave.

It wasn't until many years later that she realized the book Chuck gave her was a priceless treasure coveted by many important figures.

At this moment, by the small stream in Hush Village.

Several women were washing clothes while chatting, sharing household gossip.

"Quick, look, there's a handsome guy!"

At this moment, a woman in yellow pointed in the direction behind her.

They turned to look, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "Isn't that Chuckleberry Chuck?"

"Chuckleberry Chuck?"

The woman in yellow took a closer look and finally recognized him, surprised, "Wow! It really is Chuckleberry Chuck, but why does he look a bit different today?"

"His clothes are clean, his hair is neat, and the silly smile on his face is gone. Well, he even looks kind of handsome." The women discussed.

"Olivia, your Chuckleberry Chuck is here!"

The woman in yellow shouted towards a nearby woman.

"Hmm?"

A woman named "Olivia" subconsciously looked up.

She saw Chuckleberry Chuck, who usually looked foolish, walking towards them with a smile.

With his proper facial features and deep gaze, he seemed completely different. It was hard to recognize him.

"Chuck?" Olivia tentatively called.

"Olivia, I'm going on a long journey. It might be a while before I come back. I'll trouble you with the things at home." Chuck nodded slightly.

His coherent words left everyone stunned.

In their impression, Chuckleberry Chuck had never uttered a complete sentence. Usually, he repeated a few simple words in a silly and childish manner.

However, just now, Chuckleberry Chuck spoke clearly, his voice loud and clear, quite normal, which was quite baffling.

"You... can talk now?" Olivia widened her eyes, somewhat puzzled.

"Olivia, thank you for taking care of me all these years. Being able to be your husband is my luck and the happiest thing in my life."

"It's you who made me feel the warmth of humanity; it's you who made me understand the meaning of life; and it's you who changed my dull and tasteless life."

"In the past, I was proud and thought of myself as extraordinary, but it was just self-deception."

"It wasn't until I met you that I woke up, realizing that wealth and fame are not important."

"The most important thing is three meals a day, being happy, and being safe."

Chuck walked forward, took out a jade pendant from his pocket, and handed it to Olivia. "I didn't give you anything when we got married. I'm giving you this now. I hope it can keep you safe."

"Chuck, where are you going?" Olivia suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

"I'm going to help someone and make up for the debt from years ago." Chuck smiled.

"Will you... come back for dinner?" Olivia asked again.

"Hard to say, I'll try to come back." Chuckleberry Chuck said.

"I'll make braised pork for you tonight. You must remember to come back." Olivia forced a smile.

"Okay." Chuck nodded heavily.

After a reluctant glance at Olivia, he finally turned and left.

Olivia watched his gradually disappearing figure for a few seconds, then seemed to remember something. She took a few steps forward, tremblingly shouted, "I don't even know your name!"

"I'm Bladeheart Ronin."

Chuck didn't turn back, his voice drifted from afar, like the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon, "The West Lucozia Blade Sage, Bladeheart Ronin!"

 

[RyanBang™]

Whooo . napakaastig naman yarn.

 

[RyanBang™]

Bladeheart ronin nabanggit na ba yan sa previous episode parang familiar

 

[Sky]

Bladeheart ronin nabanggit na ba yan sa previous episode parang familiar

Oo pre, yung sinabi yung mga strongest na kasama nung tatay ni Dustin, yung executioner, drunkard, tapos sword god ganun

 

[RyanBang™]

Oo pre, yung sinabi yung mga strongest na kasama nung tatay ni Dustin, yung executioner, drunkard, tapos sword god ganun

nakalimutan ko na hahaha sobrang haba ng kwento. Ganda neto Gera na

 

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Chapter 1561 A Day of Sorrow

Dustin was sitting on the ground, staring off into space while guarding Belinda's body. Suddenly, footsteps approached.

Dustin looked up to see Prudence rushing over with some people. The gunshot from earlier had alarmed the Remington family.

Seeing his daughter not coming home for a long time, Prudence quickly realized something was wrong. He organized his troops and hurried to support.

But when he walked in and saw Belinda's body, he was struck as if by lightning, standing there in disbelief. His face turned pale.

He stumbled his way to Belinda's body, and after confirming multiple times, he let out a heartbreaking scream. "My daughter! My daughter!"

Prudence collapsed in front of the body, crying loudly. Since his wife's death, he and his daughter had been each other's support. He thought he would see his daughter get married, have children, and happily hold his grandchildren.

Unexpectedly, today was a day of sorrow.

He felt like his heart was being twisted with a knife. "I'm sorry; it's all my fault," Dustin said with guilt written all over his face.

If it weren't for him, Evander wouldn't have targeted Belinda. If Belinda hadn't tried to save him, she wouldn't have ended up like this.

He always hesitated to make friends, afraid of bringing trouble to others. Now, when he finally found a good friend, that friend died before his eyes. This hit him hard, making him feel both sad and angry but mostly full of self-blame.

"Why, why? Why did this happen?" Prudence, filled with resentment, blamed Dustin. He punched Dustin in the face.

Dustin didn't resist with his energy and was sent flying, landing on the ground with blood at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm sorry," Dustin said, his voice hoarse. "You can hate me, hit me; it's all my fault."

"Go away! I don't want to see you again!" Prudence shouted angrily with red eyes.

"Sorry."

Dustin looked deeply at Belinda's body, then got up and left. The only thing he could do now was to avenge Belinda and make the culprit pay, whether it's Evander or the Duskshire Royal Palace, even if it means risking exposure.

Back in his car, Dustin made a call, straightforwardly saying, "Adam, I need to know where Evander is, the sooner, the better."

"Okay, give me ten minutes."

Adam agreed without many words and hung up.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang. Dustin answered, and Adam said, "Evander is hiding in the Emerald Estate, be careful; it's Ignatius's territory."

"Got it."

Dustin acknowledged and hung up. He revved the engine and headed straight to the Emerald Estate.

Today, no matter who protects him, Evander must pay.

Meanwhile, inside the Emerald Estate.

Ignatius, the Jade-Faced War God, was celebrating with friends and family. Almost everyone present was high-ranking members of the Duskshire Royal Palace, powerful and influential. They had connections in various industries.

Not just one or two, but when united, their influence was extremely terrifying."

How's that?

Belinda the poor Hazel !

 

[bbaggi]

Chapter 1578 Arrival of Evander

"Dustin! You're seeking death!"

Isabela threatened with a fierce expression, "I order you to kneel in front of me and kowtow in apology immediately. Otherwise, I will call Evander, and he will personally take care of you!"

At this, the members of the Remington family panicked.

"Dustin, you've really done it this time! These two are the daughters of wealthy families. If you dare to touch them, it's like poking a hornet's nest!"

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and kowtow in apology! Otherwise, once Evander's forces arrive, you will be finished!"

"You brought this disaster upon yourself! Why do you have to drag us down with you? You've ruined our Remington family!"

Seeing the terrified faces, Isabela and Victoria regained their imposing demeanor.

So what if he could fight? Could he fight against the military forces of the Duskshire Royal Palace?

Once Evander arrived, even if Dustin had extraordinary abilities, he would still face inevitable doom.

"How about it? Scared? If you are, then kneel!" Isabela sternly commanded.

"Scared?"

Dustin gave them a disdainful look. "Why don't you try to make a call yourself and see if your phones can get through?"

"Do you think I'm bluffing? Fine! Don't regret it!"

Isabela, not wasting any more words, took out her phone and dialed Evander's number.

After several attempts, the call never went through.

Even with Victoria's phone, the result was the same.

"What? Can't get through? Want to try with my phone?" Dustin sneered.

"Don't get too cocky! Evander is busy right now and doesn't have time to answer the phone. I've already sent him a message, and he will arrive soon. At that time, it will be your death sentence!"

Isabela threatened angrily.

"No need to wait. Evander has already arrived."

"Arrived? Where is he?"

Upon hearing this, Isabela and Victoria looked around, searching for his presence.

"Here."

Dustin casually raised his hand and threw the severed head at their feet.

The head, wrapped in cloth, rolled a few times on the ground, breaking free from its bindings.

A bloody head was vividly displayed in front of everyone.

Coincidentally, Evander's face was directly facing Isabela and Victoria.

The two of them, looking up at the lifeless eyes, stared at each other in shock.

"When did... when did Evander... die?"

Isabela and Victoria were dumbfounded, finding it hard to believe what was happening in front of them.

Just this morning, he was alive and well. How could he suddenly be dead?

Who would dare to kill the adopted son of Lord Eugene?

"Did you... did you kill Evander?" Isabela quickly reacted. "It was you who killed him?"

"Yes, it was me."

Dustin admitted openly. "Evander has committed numerous wrongs and is responsible for the death of Belinda. I wish I could kill him a hundred times over!"

"You... you... You actually dared to kill Evander? He's the adopted son of Lord Eugene!?" Isabela was stunned, full of disbelief.

"That's right, he's the adopted son. Even if he were the biological son, he deserved to die!" Dustin said coldly.

"Lunatic! You're a lunatic! You dare to kill Evander? He's the adopted son of Lord Eugene! Are you crazy?"

"Don't say it's the adopted son; even if he were the biological son of Lord Eugene, he should die!" Dustin's voice was cold.

"You're crazy! You're crazy! You're actually going against the entire Duskshire Royal Palace!"

Isabela shouted in shock. Even with her extensive experience, she was frightened.

Dustin completely disregarded conventional norms, with no scruples whatsoever. He could do anything.

This guy was truly a madman!

 

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Chapter 1562 Statement of Support

Ignatius organized this private gathering for two reasons: to win people's hearts and to gather information.

"I'm truly honored that you all came to Emerald Estate. Let me raise a toast to you." Ignatius smiled, lifted his cup, and stood up, toasting all around.

Seeing this, everyone quickly stood up and raised their cups in return. This was the strongest warrior in the Dragonmarsh Empire, the pride of the entire Duskshire Royal Palace. Anywhere else, he was a big shot, and being treated so kindly by him was a bit overwhelming.

"Brother Ignatius, we're all family here. Your words are a bit too formal, don't you think? Besides, if anyone should toast, it should be us to you. You're the backbone of the Duskshire Royal Palace!" Evander said, raising his cup.

"Exactly! The War God's accomplishments are unparalleled. He's truly the fortune of the Duskshire Royal Palace!" At this moment, everyone began to praise.

"Haha... alright, let's drink!" Ignatius laughed, downing his cup.

Everyone followed suit, emptying their cups.

"Friends and family, the reason I gathered you here today is to discuss something important."

After the toast, Ignatius gestured for everyone to sit down and got straight to the point, "I heard that there have been changes in the Duskshire Royal Palace recently. My foster father unexpectedly handed over the position of Chamberlain to a woman. What do you think about that?"

At these words, everyone exchanged glances, some looking surprised and uncertain.

It was clear that Ignatius was unhappy with Dahlia's rise to power.

"Of course, it's not appropriate!" Seeing no one spoke, Evander spoke up first, "Dahlia is just a woman, and she's from a small place. Why should she wield such power in the Duskshire Royal Palace right after joining? I think our foster father has lost his mind!"

"Evander, be careful with your words!" Ignatius's face turned stern, pretending to be displeased. "Our foster father is kind-hearted and compassionate. From what I see, he was just deceived by a schemer. As his adopted sons, it's our responsibility to help him see through the true face of the deceiver."

"Brother Ignatius is absolutely right. That Dahlia used sweet words to deceive our foster father. She's a scheming woman!" Evander played to the tune.

In his eyes, the Duskshire Royal Palace would eventually be ruled by Ignatius. Now was the time to butter him up so that he could thrive in the future.

"Friends and family, what do you think? Do I make sense?" Ignatius's eyes scanned the room.

"War God is wise and thinks long-term. You must be right!"

"What kind of person is Dahlia? She's not even worthy of holding such power! I say we kick her out of the Duskshire Royal Palace!"

"Exactly! A weak woman with no strength, how can she be compared to the War God? If she manages the Duskshire Royal Palace, we'll be in trouble sooner or later!"

The crowd spoke one after another, expressing their dissatisfaction.

They had always been unhappy about Dahlia's rise to power, feeling that their interests were greatly harmed. Despite their years of dedication to the Duskshire Royal Palace, a woman who did nothing suddenly had the authority to give orders.

In the past, they had to keep their dissatisfaction hidden because of Lord Eugene (Royal Prince of Duskshire). Now that Ignatius, the crowned Prince of Duskshire, had returned and expressed his intention to fight for power, they finally stopped holding back and openly declared their support.

"I understand your opinions. Since we are all on the same page, let's cooperate and drive Dahlia out of the Duskshire Royal Palace!" Ignatius declared.

"We are willing to work for the War God with all our efforts!" Everyone raised their cups in agreement.

"Good! Let me make a statement here. From now on, as long as you support me wholeheartedly, I guarantee you won't be mistreated!" Ignatius smiled.

"Thank you, War God!"

Everyone looked delighted, raising their cups for another toast.

"Report!"

At this moment, a guard rushed in, urgently reporting to Ignatius, "My lord! Something bad happened! Someone broke into the Estate, injuring many of our brothers. The situation is critical. Please mobilize the troops quickly!"

 

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Chapter 1563 Facing a Dead End

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing this, Ignatius's smile slowly faded, and he said displeased, "Who's so bold to dare trespass on my territory?"

"The person's identity is unknown, but their strength is formidable. Our brothers in the Estate couldn't stop them. Please, my lord, mobilize the troops quickly!" The guard bowed with folded hands.

"Formidable strength? How many troops did the opponent bring?" Ignatius narrowed his eyes.

"Only one person," the guard replied.

"What?"

Ignatius furrowed his brows. "You couldn't handle one person? Geez!!!"

"We are incompetent; please forgive us, my lord." The guard lowered his head in shame.

Inside the Estate were nearly a hundred guards, all elite warriors. If an ordinary martial artist broke in, they would face a dead end.

However, this intruder was extraordinary, tearing through them effortlessly, unstoppable.

"Ignatius, no matter who the intruder is, we can't let them off easily. They dared to trespass into Emerald Estate; they must pay with blood!" Evander expressed his indignation.

"Let's go and meet this person."

Ignatius finished his cup of wine and, accompanied by a group of people, walked out.

At this moment, on the lawn of the Estate.

A figure covered in blood was slowly advancing.

On both sides behind him lay guards, hands and feet severed, groaning in pain.

"Who are you? How dare you act recklessly on my territory? Are you asking for death?"

Ignatius watched from a distance, his voice cold.

Although not loud, his words echoed like thunder, resonating throughout the entire manor.

"Evander, come out and die!"

Dustin didn't even glance at Ignatius, his eyes fixed on Evander in the crowd.

Cold, ruthless, like a blade of ice.

"You?" Evander squinted, somewhat surprised. "I didn't expect you, of all people, to still be alive. You really have a charmed life!"

According to the plan, everything should have gone smoothly. Once Belinda administered the Smooth Tissue Elixir, even if the other party was formidable, they would be helpless. Did Belinda betray him?

Impossible, right?

Who would sacrifice friends and family for the sake of a little white-faced man?

"Evander, do you know this person?" Ignatius asked.

"Brother Ignatius, isn't Jade Dew Ointment very popular recently? This guy is the founder. I went to seek cooperation before, but this guy not only refused, he also had someone poison me. He tarnished the reputation of our Duskshire Royal Palace. So, I planned to teach him a lesson. Unexpectedly, this guy has a charmed life and not only escaped unscathed but also came back to cause trouble, ruining your enjoyment. He deserves to die!" Evander casually recounted the situation, oblivious to the severity of the matter.

"I see."

Ignatius nodded. "I've heard about Jade Dew Ointment. It's said to be a sacred medicine for healing injuries. I'm very interested. If we can control it in the Duskshire Royal Palace, it would be perfect."

He commanded three hundred thousand troops and frequently engaged in battles. He was in dire need of such a miraculous medicine for treating external injuries.

good

 

[bbaggi]

Chapter 1564 A Stepping Stone

"Ignatius, rest assured. I know what to do."

Evander grinned. "Once we capture this guy, I'll torture him severely and force the formula for Jade Dew Ointment out of him."

Ignatius remained non-committal. "This person seems to have some strength. Ordinary guards may not be able to stop him. Are your people ready for this?"

"Ignatius, rest assured. I've made preparations to deal with this guy."

Evander smiled, then clapped his hands.

Soon, a man and a woman walked out from behind him.

The man wore a black vest, was sturdy and muscular, standing at over six feet tall. His entire body seemed like tough tendons.

His skin had a bronze color, not like a normal human's, and his breath emitted a faint rumbling sound.

The woman wore a mask covering half her face. Her lips were bluish, and her eyes purple. Wrapped in a black robe, she exuded a sinister and venomous aura.

"Ignatius, these two are extraordinary individuals I invited."

"The man is called Iron Ghost. His entire body is impervious to knives and spears, and impervious to fire and water. Moreover, he fears no pain. As long as he targets someone, there's no escaping."

"The woman is called Mystic Warlock, even more formidable. She excels in witchcraft and poisoning. No matter how strong the opponent is or how many people they have, once they're poisoned by her, there's only a dead end."

Evander introduced them confidently.

Upon hearing this, the crowd showed surprise.

"Iron Ghost? Mystic Warlock? Could they be the infamous Spiritshadow Pair?"

"What? Spiritshadow Pair? Is it true? Haven't they retired from the martial world?"

"I heard that the Spiritshadow Pair is almost at the semi-Grandmaster level. They are known for their strangeness and evilness, with numerous ruthless techniques. Once they join forces, even Martial Grandmasters have to retreat. They are terrifying big devils!"

"Evander, I didn't expect you to have such abilities, to be able to invite the Spiritshadow Pair out of retirement. You're really amazing!"

The crowd was in awe and admiration.

Although the Spiritshadow Pair had a bad reputation, their strength was universally recognized. There were rumors that once the two joined forces, they even killed a Martial Grandmaster.

Since then, their infamous names spread far and wide, and no one dared to provoke them.

"I heard that Ignatius appreciates talents, so I invited these two out of retirement for him."

Evander grinned flatteringly. "Both of them admire Ignatius greatly and are willing to serve him from now on."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ignatius raised an eyebrow, smiling. "Both of you are experts and skilled in strange arts. If you work for me, I guarantee you will be treated well."

"Thank you, Jade-Faced War God!"

Iron Ghost and Mystic Warlock immediately bowed respectfully.

As the strongest of four War Gods in the Dragonmarsh Empire, Ignatius's strength was beyond doubt. Coupled with the background of the Duskshire Royal Palace, following such a master meant a promising future.

Even the Martial Court would not easily mess with them.

"Both of you, take care of that troublemaker. Leave him with a breath, that's enough," Ignatius said casually.

"Yes, sir!"

The two saluted and expressed their obedience.

They knew that now was the best time to showcase their strength.

To become Ignatius's capable subordinates, they had to demonstrate enough strength.

And the man in front of them, Dustin, was their stepping stone.

"Dustin! You wanted to kill me, right? If you have the guts, come over here. I want to see how much weight you carry!"

Evander raised his head, pointed his finger, and provocatively beckoned, showing complete disregard for Dustin.

"I not only want to kill you, but I also want to dismember your corpse, grind your bones to dust!" Dustin's face remained cold, stepping forward step by step, his voice icy. "Irrelevant people, get out of my way. Those who block me will die!"

The atmosphere was tense as the confrontation between Evander and Dustin escalated.

 

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Chapter 1565 Piece of Cake

"Did I hear you right? Blocking me means death? You watched too many anime? Do you really think you're some amazing character? You’re a joke!"

Evander crossed his arms, wearing a disdainful and mocking expression. "Iron Ghost, go and play with him first. Make sure not to kill him. Ignatius needs him alive."

With Iron Ghost at the semi-Grandmaster level, coupled with his body of bronze and iron, dealing with Dustin was a piece of cake.

"Yes!"

Iron Ghost responded and took big strides forward.

In his eyes, Dustin was already a dead man.

"Kid, meeting me today is your misfortune."

Iron Ghost said with a booming voice, "If you cripple your own hands and feet now, I might spare your life. Otherwise, once I make a move, you'll wish you were dead!"

"Get lost, or die!" Dustin coldly replied.

"Hmph! Ignorant fool. It seems you don't know how powerful I am if I don't teach you a lesson!"

Iron Ghost snorted and stopped talking.

He suddenly kicked off the ground like a cannonball, instantly shooting towards Dustin like a bullet.

This direct collision was what he liked the most. It was both cool and cruel, with great intimidation.

Facing the impact, Dustin neither dodged nor evaded, walking straight toward it.

"Looking for death!"

Iron Ghost increased his strength, and his body emitted a metallic glow.

"Bang!"

A loud explosion.

Iron Ghost's steel-like body crashed into Dustin.

However, the expected scene of Dustin being thrown backward did not occur. Dustin stood still, unaffected.

Underneath his feet, two deep footprints appeared.

On the other hand, Iron Ghost, at the moment of collision, was forced to retreat, dizzy and disoriented, unable to discern the direction.

"What?!"

Seeing this scene, Evander couldn't help but show surprise.

Confronting head-on, Iron Ghost actually fell behind. Could this guy be invulnerable?

"Iron Ghost! Stop playing. Don't disappoint Lord War God!" Mystic Warlock reminded.

Using such a brute force collision was the most foolish behavior.

Indeed, it could easily crush weaker martial artists, showcasing great visual impact.

However, it seemed insufficient against real experts.

They wanted to join Ignatius's side, so they had to demonstrate enough strength. Otherwise, they might be looked down upon and not receive important tasks.

They couldn't afford to be careless about their future.

"Damn!"

Iron Ghost shook his head and spat on the ground. "Kid! I underestimated you just now, but now I'll start taking you seriously."

Saying that, Iron Ghost extended both arms, and a wave of energy burst out from his body.

The black vest on his body shattered, revealing his muscular figure.

His bronze-colored skin emitted a strange glow under the sunlight.

"Kid! It's your honor to be defeated by me, Iron Ghost, today."

"Now, let me show you my ultimate move!"

Iron Ghost grinned, took a deep breath, and then something strange happened.

Iron Ghost's body suddenly expanded, becoming more robust, like a brown bear standing on its hind legs.

Powerful, terrifying, extremely dangerous.

"Ghost King Punch!"

When the aura reached its peak, Iron Ghost kicked off the ground again, soaring towards Dustin with a punch aimed at his face.

This punch not only used physical strength but also activated the entire body's true energy, making it much more powerful.

"Go to hell!"

Facing Iron Ghost's attack, Dustin still neither dodged nor evaded, meeting it head-on with a punch.

"Boom!"



Boom!

A loud noise.

Dustin's fist clashed with Iron Ghost's, creating a ripple of energy.

At the same time, Iron Ghost was sent flying like it got hit by a train, flying several meters away.

Before it could even hit the ground, its body burst like an overinflated balloon with a "bang!"

The once sturdy and robust body instantly turned into a shower of blood and flesh, floating down.

Even the bones were blasted into bits; it couldn't be deader.

The whole scene was like stuffing a heavy bomb into Iron Ghost's belly.

Silence.

After the explosion, the entire village suddenly fell silent.

Everyone stared with wide eyes, unbelieving expressions on their faces.

The supposedly invincible Iron Ghost, with its copper skin and iron bones, was actually punched to death?

Impossible!

"Did I... see that right? Iron Ghost... is actually dead?"

"Where's the Iron Ghost? It's turned into damn dust!"

"Oh my goodness! One punch directly blasted Iron Ghost. Who is this kid?"

After a brief silence, the whole place erupted in noise.

Everyone looked at Dustin as if he were a monster.

Iron Ghost, a semi-Grandmaster, coupled with its copper skin and iron bones, was almost unmatched below the master level.

Yet, such a being was punched into pieces by Dustin.

It's simply unbelievable!

Could this kid be more than a martial arts master?

"How is that possible? Is this guy really that powerful?"

Evander widened his eyes, shocked.

He thought Iron Ghost alone could easily suppress Dustin, but they had just met, and Iron Ghost was punched to pieces. It was truly unbelievable.

"Huh?"

Ignatius frowned slightly, looking quite surprised.

Iron Ghost was not an ordinary person. Being able to defeat it with one move proved that Dustin had reached the master level.

Such a young master—why hadn't he seen him before?

"Iron Ghost? Iron Ghost!!"

Looking at the scattered flesh and blood, Mystic Warlock was first stunned, then let out a mournful scream.

They had been dependent on each other for many years, and now her husband was dead. Naturally, she was filled with grief and anger.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Mystic Warlock roared, rushing towards Dustin like a madwoman.

At this moment, she had no regard for Ignatius's order to spare his life.

Her only thought now was to dismember Dustin for revenge on her husband Iron Ghost.

"Die for me!"

Mystic Warlock raised her hand, and a large number of poisonous bees gushed out from her sleeve like bullets, continuously shooting towards Dustin.

Dustin remained expressionless. He lightly stamped his foot, and a powerful true energy suddenly burst out from his body.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Only the bees hit by the true energy exploded one after another, like firecrackers.

Every bee hit by the true energy burst into pieces, none escaping.

Tens of thousands of bee bodies fell from the sky, like rain, covering the ground densely.

The attack was ineffective, but Mystic Warlock didn't stop.

She suddenly took out a bottle of mysterious potion, drank it all in one gulp, and then opened her mouth, exhaling a long breath towards Dustin.

"Hoo—!"

The exhaled breath was white, carrying an icy chill that swept forward.

Wherever it passed, the earth was frozen, and all the flowers, plants, and trees around were covered in a thick layer of frost.

Even from a distance, everyone could feel a piercing cold.

As the target of the attack, Dustin hadn't reacted yet and was frozen into an ice sculpture by the white breath.

 

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Chapter 1567 Frozen

Everything happened too suddenly.

The white breath Mystic Warlock exhaled was strange and chilling. In the blink of an eye, everything within a dozen meters was frozen, including Dustin, who became an ice statue.

"Hahaha... frozen, frozen! This kid is done for!"

Seeing this, Evander couldn't help but burst into laughter, particularly pleased.

When Dustin blasted Iron Ghost, he was a bit panicky. Now that he saw the opponent frozen, his spirits naturally lifted.

"Indeed, Mystic Warlock deserves her reputation. This mysterious technique of hers is really powerful."

Everyone was amazed and impressed.

Just blowing a breath could freeze a martial arts master; it was truly terrifying.

"Die!"

Mystic Warlock, her eyes wide and furious, showed no mercy. She exerted all her strength and punched Dustin in the chest.

Freezing was her finishing move. Anyone frozen by her would be shattered into pieces upon impact due to the gravitational force.

"Bang!"

A loud noise.

Mystic Warlock's fist solidly hit Dustin's chest.

In an instant, ice shards scattered everywhere.

A large amount of shattered ice debris, centered around Dustin's body, spread out in all directions.

However, what surprised Mystic Warlock was that Dustin was not shattered into pieces.

Instead, he stood there quietly, motionless, not even a single tear in his clothes.

"How... how is this possible?"

Mystic Warlock widened her eyes, finding it hard to believe.

Her magical technique, her finishing move, had no effect on Dustin. How could this be?

"Get lost, or die." Dustin spoke coldly, expressionless.

"I'll fight you!"

Mystic Warlock didn't stop. She suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed toward Dustin's throat.

The dagger emitted a dark light, clearly poisoned, and it was the type that seals the throat upon blood contact.

"Clang!"

The dagger accurately stabbed Dustin's throat but was blocked by his protective true energy.

Not only was there no harm, but the dagger was also broken by the protective true energy.

"Martial Master's Internal Energy?!"

Seeing this, Mystic Warlock's pupils contracted, showing a shocked expression.

Her weapon was made of mysterious gold, cutting through iron like mud and extremely sharp. Ordinary masters wouldn't dare to resist it directly; only master-level experts could withstand the sharp edge of a mysterious gold dagger.

She didn't expect that Dustin, at such a young age, was already a Martial Master.

"Bang!"

Just as Mystic Warlock was astonished, Dustin suddenly made a move, punching her in the chest.

Mystic Warlock screamed tragically, her chest instantly pierced. The tremendous impact sent her flying more than ten meters away, and she landed heavily on the ground, lifeless.

In just one move, Mystic Warlock died on the spot.

"What?!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

They thought Dustin, frozen in ice, was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Unexpectedly, not only was he unharmed, but he also instantly defeated Mystic Warlock.

The famous and powerful Spiritshadow Pair were all killed at this moment.

Dustin's strength was jaw-dropping.

No wonder he dared to intrude into the Emerald Estate; it turns out he was indeed formidable.

"Evander, it's your turn!"

Dustin suddenly turned his head, staring coldly at Evander.

In his indifferent eyes, a terrifying killing intent burst forth.

where is chapter 1566 ?

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

where is chapter 1566 ?

Missing? Will upload later

 

[GIPA]

YES.. YES!!!!

This what I was looking forward too.. awakening the beasts..

Grand master Jungal. Thank you soo much. I almost gave up with this novel due to the three chapters a day..

But my hopes were awakened..

It's time to enjoy some action..

Where is the old drunkard?
He need a to join the mix. Hope Dustin didn't forget his blade..

 

[Junlee (aka 'Jungal2000')]

YES.. YES!!!!

This what I was looking forward too.. awakening the beasts..

Grand master Jungal. Thank you soo much. I almost gave up with this novel due to the three chapters a day..

But my hopes were awakened..

It's time to enjoy some action..

Where is the old drunkard?
He need a to join the mix. Hope Dustin didn't forget his blade..

You miss his mighty snotty bomb?

 

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Chapter 1568 The Peacemaker

At this moment, he finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

Dustin's strength was much stronger than he had anticipated.

To kill the Spiritshadow Pair with one move meant he wasn't just an innate master; he was a true Martial Master!

Damn it! How could an unknown youngster be so powerful?

This is trouble!

"Friend, I admire your skills, so now, I'm offering you a chance to soar to new heights," Ignatius suddenly spoke, his eyes still cold. "As long as you're willing to join me, I won't hold today's events against you. Moreover, I can get you into the military, take up a high position, and from then on, you'll be in control. What do you say?"

"Ah?"

Hearing this, Evander's face instantly changed, and he hastily said, "Brother Ignatius, this guy is a ticking time bomb. Keeping him around is a disaster!"

Damn it, the two of them had deep hatred, and if Dustin gained Ignatius's favor, it would be like having a formidable enemy. Naturally, Evander would be in trouble.

"I have my own judgment, no need for further advise from you," Ignatius said calmly.

Ignatius couldn't help but give a second look to Dustin's displayed strength. If he could subdue such a genius, it would be like gaining a powerful subordinate.

"But..."

Evander was about to say something when Ignatius coldly swept his eyes over him. "Do I need your approval for what I want to do?"

With these words, Evander immediately fell silent, not daring to say more.

"Friend, what do you think of my proposal?"

Ignatius's gaze turned back to Dustin.

"To discuss terms with me, you first need to kill him," Dustin pointed with his hand.

Evander's eyelids jumped, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Could it be?

Ignatius wouldn't kill him for the sake of an outsider, right?

"Hmm?"

Ignatius squinted slightly. "Friend, your condition is a bit difficult. I don't know what grievances you have with Evander, but I'm willing to be a peacemaker and resolve the dispute between you. From now on, we can be brothers, sharing both good and bad. How about that?"

"This peacemaker, you can't be."

Dustin shook his head slightly, his tone still indifferent. "Evander killed my friend. Today, he must die, no matter who comes, it's useless."

"What? You won't even give me dignity?"

Ignatius furrowed his brows slightly, somewhat displeased. "Since you could find the Emerald Estate, you should know who I am. I have an attitude—I don't like being rejected. You better think it over carefully."

"Kid! Ignatius respects you; it's your fortune for eight lifetimes. Don't you give him respect?"

Evander started instigating deliberately.

He naturally didn't want Dustin to climb the high branch, so he intentionally spoke to provoke.

"Ignatius, let me advise you. Don't meddle in other people's business, or you'll bring trouble upon yourself," Dustin coldly warned.

"Bring trouble upon myself?"

Ignatius suddenly laughed at these words, but his eyes were very cold. "Kid, I admit you have some strength, but being arrogant on my turf, you're not qualified!"

"So, you're going to protect him?"

Dustin retorted.

"Yes!"

Ignatius declared loudly, "I've protected Evander, and if you dare to act recklessly, I won't let you leave this place!"

"Do you hear that? If you dare to touch a hair on my head, you'll have no place to be buried!"

With Ignatius backing him up, Evander couldn't help but feel emboldened, becoming arrogant.

Ignatius was the strongest war god in the Dragonmarsh Empire, commanding an army of three hundred thousand.

Even if Dustin was powerful, he couldn't be Ignatius's opponent.

"Kid! Weren't you quite arrogant just now? Why so silent now?"

Evander deliberately took a few steps forward, provocatively challenging, "Come on! Aren't you here to kill me? I'm standing right here. Have the guts to try?"

Dustin remained expressionless, silent.

"What's the matter? Don't dare to come forward? Fine, I'll give you another chance."

Evander took a few more steps forward, raised his head arrogantly, and disdainfully looked at Dustin while extending his finger to beckon. "Come on! If you have the guts, come over! I want to see how..."

Before he finished speaking, Dustin suddenly waved his hand.

"Whoosh!"

A dazzling white light burst forth, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, directly penetrating Evander's neck.

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Chapter 1569 A Headless Corpse

"Ugh..."

Evander's body trembled, his smile completely frozen.

The white radiance that flashed by just now was so fast that he couldn't comprehend it. In the blink of an eye, the white light disappeared.

"What's going on? What just happened?"

Evander's heart was pounding, and panic set in.

Next, he felt a chill on his neck and subconsciously touched it, only to find his hand covered in blood.

"Why is there blood? How could..."

As Evander's thoughts surfaced, he felt a sudden dizziness, and then with a "thud," as if something had fallen to the ground, he found himself looking at his own body from an upward angle.

Wearing a suit, tall and straight, but above the shoulders, there was no head.

He had become a headless corpse.

"Where's my head? Where is my head?!"

Evander tried to scream, but no sound came out.

In the end, he could only watch his own body fall to the ground.

After the body fell, Evander's vision went black, losing consciousness completely.

Evander was dead.

His head was severed by Dustin in a single move.

Because the speed was too fast, Evander didn't even anticipate his own fate.

It was his own arrogance that led to his death. If he had stayed behind Ignatius, he might not have been killed by Dustin.

Unfortunately, he felt overly confident and deliberately took more than ten steps forward.

Those ten-plus steps became the key to his demise.

"Dead... Is he dead?"

Looking at Evander's severed body, everyone was stunned, their faces filled with horror.

No one expected Dustin to be so ruthless, openly killing the foster brother of the Jade-Faced War God.

It was like pulling a tiger's whiskers!

Arrogant, reckless, ignorant of the law!

"Outrageous!"

"Lawless!"

"You dare to kill someone from the Duskshire Royal Palace. Truly, you have no respect for the law, you are audacious beyond belief!"

After a brief moment of shock, everyone began to angrily shout.

Dustin's actions were not just about revenge; it was a challenge to the authority of the Duskshire Royal Palace.

If this behavior went unpunished, anyone could dare to defecate and urinate on the Duskshire Royal Palace in the future.

At this moment, Ignatius's face had completely darkened, his eyes were icy, and the killing intent was pervasive.


Actually, he didn't care much about Evander's life or death.

But after he said he would protect him, Dustin still dared to kill Evander right in front of him. This changed the whole meaning.

It was like slapping his face openly.

Although Evander's death wouldn't affect him much, killing someone in front of him was a different matter.

If this wasn't dealt with today, people would dare to do anything on his territory.

"Kid! You're truly audacious!"

Ignatius's face was gloomy, and his eyes were sharp. "Daring to kill my foster brother, do you know what consequences you'll face?"

Dustin did not respond. Instead, he walked to Evander's corpse and heavily stomped on his chest.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion.

Evander's headless corpse instantly exploded on the spot, turning into scattered blood and flesh.

Dustin then grabbed Evander's hair and lifted his head.

 

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Chapter 1570 The Two Clusters of Light

Belinda passed away just a few minutes ago, and now Dustin's thinking of using this severed head to get payback for his departed friend..

"Are you looking for death?!"

Dustin's indifference and disdain infuriated Ignatius.

Without further ado, Ignatius swiftly attacked, throwing a punch directly at Dustin.

"Swoosh!"

A searing golden light shot out from his fist, like a projectile, blasting towards Dustin.

Without dodging or evading, Dustin raised his hand and a burst of white radiance erupted.

"Boom!"

The golden light and the white radiance collided in mid-air, producing a deafening sound.

Accompanying it was an overwhelming wave of energy, layer upon layer, one wave higher than the other.

The onlookers felt a strong wind blowing in their faces, causing them to tumble and stagger.

The collision of martial master-level experts, even just the aftermath of their battle, was something ordinary people couldn't endure.

Realizing the danger, the spectators immediately scattered and retreated to a safe distance.

"Indeed, he is a martial master. No wonder he dares to be so arrogant," Ignatius squinted his eyes.

Although he hadn't used his full strength in that punch, only a martial master-level expert could have withstood it.

"Ignatius, I don't want to be entangled with you today. If you dare to obstruct me again, don't blame me for being ruthless," Dustin spoke coldly.

"Ruthless?" Ignatius snorted, "Do you think you can leave here alive today after killing someone from the Duskshire Royal Palace? Ten lives won't be enough to compensate for that. Prepare to die!"

As he spoke, he unleashed two more punches.

Two golden fist shadows, one in front and one behind, consecutively slammed towards Dustin.

Dustin stomped his foot suddenly, causing a large number of stones to float in the air. He then waved his hand.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

The stones shot out like bullets.

Ignatius's golden fist shadows were directly turned into hornet nests by the flying stones. Finally, with two "bang" sounds, they exploded on the spot, dissipating into energy.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ignatius suddenly closed in, his right fist instantly blossoming with dazzling light, as bright as the sun.

"Earth-shattering Fist!"

Ignatius roared, and the fist emitting golden light struck heavily.

In an instant, the flying stones evaporated, and the vegetation withered.

A world-destroying aura suddenly surged.

Where the golden light passed, the heavens and earth changed color, and the air distorted.

The attacked Dustin seemed like a lone boat in a surging sea, ready to be torn into pieces at any moment.

"What a terrifying punch, such a powerful pressure, truly worthy of the Jade Face War God!"

"This punch is earth-shattering, unstoppable!"

"Hmph! This kid can die at the hands of the Jade Face War God; he can be proud of that!"

Ignatius's strength elicited various comments from the onlookers.

A hero on the battlefield, truly living up to his reputation.

"Since you want to fight, I'll accompany you to the end."

Dustin remained unfazed, not changing his expression. Without dodging, he threw a punch directly at the oncoming attack.

His fist radiated white light, like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, colliding head-on with Ignatius's golden light.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion.

The two clusters of light suddenly exploded, turning into waves of energy that swept in all directions.

Where the energy waves passed, everything crumbled—flowers, grass, trees, and even buildings—all reduced to rubble.

The terrifying destructive power made the spectators' scalps tingle.

If they hadn't retreated earlier, they would have likely suffered the same fate as the plants and buildings—directly blasted into pieces!

It was truly horrifying!