“Sir, I have already investigated this person. His innate talent and constitution appear extremely mediocre, but there may be something unusual about him that I cannot discern.”

“For eighteen years, this person has lived in a small fishing village at the foot of Luoxia Mountain, muddle-headed and dull-witted. A few days ago, his father Stella Carter passed away, and instead, he suddenly became clear-minded, now living alone in the ancient, desolate temple...

A once mediocre youth has suddenly gained an incredibly powerful ability of deduction!

Isn’t that strange?

Although he displays an extremely friendly attitude, could there be some unspeakable secret hidden within?

Does he harbor ulterior motives, with some hidden agenda?

Facing this person, I feel that he can even see through my thoughts. Therefore, I always maintain a state of ‘empty mind, no thoughts or desires’ at all times, just in case...”

“Xiao Chu, you don’t need to be like this. Little Emily’s situation is already as dire as it can be; no matter what, it can’t get any worse. Since he is willing to help us, that shows sincerity. Even if he has some thoughts, as long as Little Emily can be a little happier and have some hope, that’s enough.

A scheme? Ulterior motives?

Little William, you should know, to me, these things don’t matter at all!

As long as he can maintain his current state, let Little Emily continue to favor him, and is willing to be with him, then no matter what he wants, I will satisfy him!

If something really does happen, and a descendant is born, that would be a tremendous blessing!

After all, think about it—since he knows about Little Emily’s origins and still dares to get close, that in itself says a lot!

As for the calamity he mentioned, if it’s due to something as incredible as the ‘Heavenly Soul-Suppressing Stele’, then I’ll postpone my arrangements for a few days and see what happens.

If nothing happens, then it was just a miscalculation on his part, and it’s no big deal.

If something really does happen...

Then, at that time, bring him to the ancestral land to see me.

No, if something really does happen, I’ll personally go to Wanli Holy Land to invite him! I’ll recruit him myself!”

Chapter 10: He even deduced this correctly?!

Hidden Wounds Grotto-Heaven, atop Guyun Peak.

Charles Walker held a silver Bagua mirror in his left hand, while blood streamed from the index finger of his right hand.

With his bleeding finger, he wrote on the Bagua mirror in a wild, calligraphic style, inscribing ancient runes one after another.

After the runes combined, strands of blood-red light lit up on the Bagua mirror, converging together in the void.

“Buzz—”

In the next moment, the many strands of blood light formed a blood-colored totem in the shape of a ‘?’ in midair.

At every corner of the totem was a huge red dot.

Each red dot was as large as a washbasin, and within, one could vaguely hear the ferocious roar of something like a skull.

Charles Walker was completely unconcerned by this scene.

“Gather the spirits of seven souls, sever the roots of the six paths! Emily Sullivan, this time, you will have no escape! With your chaotic holy blood, I shall nourish the soul of my hidden puppet!”

“James Sullivan, did you ever imagine that the youth whose cultivation you abolished and whose corpse you abandoned in the wild has now, by the will of heaven, become the new candidate for ancient emperor of the Ancient Blood Clan?”

Thinking of the years he had changed his identity and survived in hiding alongside the young master, Charles Walker couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion.

The corner of his mouth twisted into a devilish, war-god-like sneer.

“Begin gathering spirits, prepare for a surprise attack!”

His eyes turned completely blood-red as he began to remotely control the seven puppet death warriors, preparing to launch a fatal strike at the approaching Emily Sullivan.

But at the critical moment, the void suddenly trembled, and then a spear phantom, carrying countless Dao marks and the ultimate will to kill, swept across the sky and struck in an instant.

“Boom—”

The void was annihilated. The seven Golden Core puppet death warriors were instantly pierced and shattered by the spear, exploding into endless flesh and blood, turning into a mist of blood that filled the air.

“Crack—”

“Pfft—”

The silver Bagua mirror suddenly shattered into a web of cracks, and at the same time, the totem in the void also exploded with a ‘pfft’ into a cloud of blood mist.

At the same time, Charles Walker’s whole body trembled violently, and the light in his eyes instantly dimmed.

From his body came a series of muffled explosions—‘puff, puff, puff’!

A total of seven explosions, one after another, as if small-scale detonations were happening inside his body!

“Thud—”

Unable to withstand the backlash, Charles Walker fell to his knees on the ground. He immediately summoned a sword and stabbed it into the earth, barely managing to keep himself from collapsing!

“Damn it—why did it fail?! Who leaked the secret?! Who was it?!”

“Didn’t Robert Turner say this was the best opportunity to trigger Emily Sullivan’s life calamity, and that she would surely perish?”

Charles Walker was both shocked and furious, and extremely unwilling to accept it.

But the intense pain from the backlash soon drowned out his unwillingness and anger, making him instinctively let out a wailing scream like a vengeful ghost...

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Wanli Holy Land, located in the Wuyue Mountain Range outside Wuyue City.

The Wuyue Mountain Range winds and twists, resembling a true dragon lying on the ground, its roots tangled and stretching for thousands of miles. All year round, it is shrouded in white mist, giving it an air of mystery.

Here, the spiritual energy is abundant, the environment beautiful, and it possesses the qualities of wonder, elegance, and danger—truly a paradise on earth.