Edward Grant pressed several acupoints near the still-bleeding wounds on Samuel Carter's body, stopping the bleeding. Seeing that although Samuel Carter had many wounds, none were deep—just superficial injuries—he felt somewhat relieved. If Samuel Carter had suffered any serious problems, how could he face his third uncle’s trust?

Fortunately, Edward Grant arrived in time. If William Bolton's sword had struck, it would have pierced Samuel Carter's chest. Even if Samuel Carter survived, he would have been gravely injured, and might never be able to advance his cultivation in this lifetime.

Thinking of this, a trace of coldness appeared in Edward Grant's eyes. The enemies in his heart—Arthur Grant and Grace Grant—were still too powerful and far beyond his reach. For now, the most important thing was to deal with the obstacles and enemies before him.

From today on, any enemy who harmed his family, his own interests, or safety, anyone who stood in his way, would be eliminated. Only by constantly breaking through all obstacles ahead and moving forward could he hope to one day be qualified to face his greatest foes—Arthur Grant and Grace Grant.

After sealing the acupoints, Samuel Carter's wounds immediately stopped bleeding. Though his body was weak, he was not in serious danger. With a few days of rest, he would recover. Edward Grant said, “Go wait over there. Let me handle him.”

Chapter 004: Beating Up William Bolton (Part 2)

“Brother Tian, be careful!” Samuel Carter said worriedly.

After his fortuitous encounter at Hidden Sword Pool, Edward Grant's cultivation had soared, but he had never told anyone. These outer sect disciples had only trained their bodies and lacked the keen insight to discern Edward Grant's true strength.

Each disciple’s cultivation was generally known from the semiannual cultivation tests.

Samuel Carter knew exactly who his cousin was: the eldest son and grandson of the head of the Xuan family, one of the five great superpowers of Shenzhou. Though he had fallen on hard times, it was only because of others’ schemes. Charles Grant and everyone in the Huang family believed that Arthur Grant had kidnapped the family head Henry Grant. If one day they could rescue Henry Grant, they would see Arthur Grant's true colors, and Charles Grant and Edward Grant could restore the Xuan family’s status.

“Hehehehe...”

William Bolton let out a cold laugh and said, “David Carter, you useless fool, you finally showed up. Samuel Carter is the most worthless of the worthless. I beat him like a dog with one hand—no challenge at all. You may be useless, but at least you’re a bit better than him. At least you’ll make me put in a little effort and use seventy or eighty percent of my strength.”

Edward Grant's appearance startled William Bolton, but to say William Bolton was afraid of Edward Grant was impossible.

Although Edward Grant's sword throw just now was incredibly precise, striking from over twenty zhang away and quite impressive, William Bolton knew well that Edward Grant had extraordinary skill with the sword. Back when Edward Grant was at the fourth level of the martial artist realm, he had already defeated several disciples at the fifth level.

Therefore, while William Bolton was surprised by Edward Grant's swordsmanship, his own strength far surpassed ordinary fifth-level disciples, so he still didn’t take Edward Grant seriously.

“William Bolton, I challenge you to a duel! Do you dare accept?” Edward Grant shouted, his voice echoing in all directions. Not only William Bolton, but also the hundreds of outer sect disciples in the square heard him clearly.

William Bolton smiled slightly. He had deliberately belittled Edward Grant to provoke him into a fight. Defeating Samuel Carter was no challenge at all, but defeating Edward Grant would be a bit more exciting.

William Bolton smiled and said, “Fine, I accept your challenge.”

As soon as William Bolton finished speaking, Edward Grant's expression changed instantly. He looked at William Bolton with a blank face, as if looking at a dead thing, lifted his foot, and walked toward William Bolton.

Seeing that Edward Grant didn’t draw his sword, William Bolton asked in surprise, “David Carter, you’re not using your sword?”

Edward Grant placed his left hand behind his back and chuckled lightly, “To deal with trash like you, I don’t need a sword. In fact, one hand is enough.”

All the disciples in the square gasped. William Bolton was at the peak of the fifth level of the martial artist realm, the top among his peers, even surpassing many disciples who had joined a year earlier. Yet Edward Grant claimed he didn’t need a sword to deal with him, and only needed one hand!

Heavenly Sword Sect was a sword sect, specializing in sword techniques. Without a sword, a disciple’s strength would be halved.

“Hahahaha... Arrogant!”

William Bolton laughed in anger and shouted, “I think you soaked your brain in Hidden Sword Pool and went stupid. Fine, today I’ll beat some sense into you and wake you from your daydreams. Watch my sword...”

With that, William Bolton kicked off with both legs, his body shooting forward. He raised his longsword and slashed fiercely, the blade tracing a bright arc through the air as it came down toward Edward Grant.

Yellow-rank mid-grade sword technique—Lion-Slaying Sword Technique.

This sword technique focused on strength and power, perfect for those born with great strength—just right for William Bolton.

With the ‘Lion-Slaying Sword Technique’, William Bolton was invincible among fifth-level disciples, and even some sixth-level disciples had lost to him.

Edward Grant showed no sign of dodging William Bolton's ‘Lion-Slaying Sword Technique’.

Now, Edward Grant had cultivated the ‘Wind-Chasing Sword Technique’ to a state of perfection, giving him extraordinary insight into swordsmanship. What once seemed like a powerful ‘Lion-Slaying Sword Technique’ now appeared to him full of flaws, and even seemed much slower.