Feeling deeply regretful, Henry Carter searched everywhere, but in the thick fog, there was no trace of the little round ball. After dragging the wild boar king’s body for quite a while, he still couldn’t find the little round ball or the rooster, and Henry Carter just felt a wave of exhaustion in his mind.

Hurriedly pulling his consciousness back from the wild boar king’s body, Henry Carter found that his spirit was actually much better than before. Glancing at the pitch-black sky outside, Henry Carter took the small gourd out from the weeds.

What secret did this gourd hold? How did it become the same gourd his father used for wine? Playing with the little gourd in his hand, Henry Carter searched his memory for anything about it, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t recall even the slightest hint of anything magical about it.

“Father probably never imagined that this wine gourd would turn out to be such a rare treasure.”

Letting out a long sigh, Henry Carter casually pulled off the gourd’s lid. The moment the black gourd was opened, with a “whoosh,” a streak of red light shot out, and a small, round, bead-like object fell into Henry Carter’s hand.

Chapter Eight: Ruthless

The pale red bead kept rolling in Henry Carter’s hand, and now the red glow on the bead had completely faded. Stroking the faintly colored bead, Henry Carter pondered bitterly.

He was certain that before he opened the gourd last time, there was nothing inside it, but now, the gourd had somehow produced a red bead. What exactly was this bead, and how did it come to be?

“Sigh, forget it.” Feeling a bit of a tingling scalp, Henry Carter tossed the bead back into the gourd, then sat cross-legged on the weeds and began his cultivation for the day.

The Mang Niu Qi, which had already reached the third rank, slowly circulated through Henry Carter’s body. Although Henry Carter now possessed the Blood Condensation Technique, he still didn’t fully understand some aspects of it, so he didn’t practice it recklessly. Instead, he continued cultivating the Mang Niu Qi he had trained in for many years.

With each breath, the wild boar king’s dark shadow once again flew out from the pitch-black gourd, slowly attaching itself to Henry Carter’s body. The force in Henry Carter’s exhalations unconsciously grew even stronger.

“Dang dang dang!”

A crisp bell rang out from the valley. Not knowing what had happened, Henry Carter quickly opened his eyes and hurried out of the cave, only to see several figures all running toward the cave residence of Samuel Reed.

“Eric Bennett, help me out, quick!” Struggling to move, James Turner called out anxiously to Eric Bennett, who was running ahead.

“Senior brother, it’s the teacher’s summoning bell—I wouldn’t dare delay. You’d better come a bit slower.” With that, Eric Bennett didn’t look back and ran straight toward Samuel Reed’s cave.

“Eric Bennett, you treat me like this at a time like this? Just wait, once I get through this, I’ll make you pay!” Watching Eric Bennett nearly disappear from sight, James Turner gritted his teeth and swore.

“Junior brother Henry Carter, it was my fault last time, I shouldn’t have taken your Cleansing Pill. Please help me out, I promise I’ll repay you in the future!” Seeing Henry Carter, James Turner clung to him like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline, pleading in a trembling voice.

Looking at his fellow disciples running ahead, and thinking of Eric Bennett’s attitude, Henry Carter grinned at James Turner and said, “That Cleansing Pill, senior brother James Turner, you’d better enjoy it yourself. I’ll go on ahead!”

Before John Wright could start cursing, Henry Carter had already darted past him, and by sheer coincidence, Henry Carter’s leg accidentally bumped into James Turner.

Thud! James Turner fell to the ground like a tree stump. Already covered in injuries, James Turner lay on the ground for quite a while before he could get up. Just as he was about to curse Henry Carter, a cloud of dust was kicked up and went straight into his mouth.

“Senior brother James Turner, I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

Henry Carter’s words drifted on the wind, but he himself had already vanished without a trace.

When Henry Carter arrived at Samuel Reed’s cave, he saw that more than a dozen people were already standing outside. As everyone saw Henry Carter, their eyes flickered with strange expressions.

Henry Carter cautiously glanced toward the center and saw that Samuel Reed hadn’t arrived yet, so he took a spot at the very edge.

“Dong”—with the sound of a bell, Samuel Reed slowly walked out. The moment his sinister gaze swept over them, Henry Carter felt a burning sensation.

To injure with a glance—this Samuel Reed was truly formidable!

“Gagaga, Thomas Scott, is everyone here?” Samuel Reed asked from the stone-carved chair.

“Reporting to teacher, only James Turner hasn’t arrived.” The man standing at the head of the group responded respectfully.

Hearing this voice, Henry Carter immediately recognized the speaker as the senior brother who had once saved his life. From the previous incident, it was clear that James Turner wasn’t very popular, and now Thomas Scott had directly singled him out, which proved it even more.

“Damn it, making me wait for him!” Samuel Reed snorted coldly, slamming his palm hard on the armrest of the chair. The stone-carved armrest immediately snapped.