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Chapter 5909

"Truett Sadler." James looked at Perthacus with a pitiful expression.

"It's indeed tough for you.

I mean, how did you manage to become the Peak Master? "Even the seventh-ranked Mount Rune has

eighteen powerhouses at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank, but Mount Martialis is not even comparable to

the beggars on the street." Perthacus immediately jumped up in anger as soon as these words were

spoken.

"Do you think I want this? The Timaeus Sect controls all the cultivation resources and disciple

selections.

Everything is arranged according to star levels.

"For sects without star levels, they can only pick from the leftovers of low- grade Genesis Core and

mediocre disciples from star-rated sects.

"Where am I supposed to find so many powerhouses without sufficient cultivation resources and

disciples with innate talent? Do they grow from the ground?" As he watched Perthacus became furious,

James waved his hand helplessly.

"Alright, let's not argue.

Answer the second question.

How are star levels determined?" "It’s based on the sect's strength," Perthacus said in frustration.

"It depends on the number of Yuraeceon Xaelm Rank's Seventh Tribulation and Yuraeceon Daelm

Rank powerhouses.

If disciples rank in the top ten in previous competitions and trials, they can also earn stars for their

sect." After hearing this, James said meaningfully, "That's interesting.

At least it's based on strength, not on connections or background.

That's fair enough." "Fair my ass!" Perthacus scolded.

"As far as disciples' cultivation bases go, the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank, who can surpass Mount One?

There are many disciples with high-level cultivation bases who naturally take the lead in competitions

and trials.

"In competitions and trials, the top ten were taken by Mount One, Mount Sword, and Mount Elixir.

We didn’t even have a chance." "No hope in the past doesn't mean no hope now." James rolled his

eyes at Perthacus.

"Mr. Wulte, now that I'm here.

I can help you." With these words, Perthacus was stunned, and his anger subsided considerably.

Upon careful consideration, he looked down on this newcomer with only the peak of the Yuraeceon

Ninth Rank who had just joined Mount Martialis.

However, he accomplished a feat that shook the Timaeus Sect shortly after arriving, breaking through

to the Yuraeceon Xaelm Rank, and also possessed the legendary Marciais Combat Form.

Even the Sect Leader of the Timaeus Sect personally came to check on him, instructed him to takenovelbin

good care of him, and immediately added three stars to Mount Martialis.

This was a treasure and a priceless treasure.

Though this living being was a bit arrogant and shameless, his strength and talent were there.

With him, Mount Martialis might really turn things around.

James smiled mysteriously after seeing Perthacus' mood calming down." Mr. Wulte, if you listen to me,

I guarantee that we’ll push Mount Martialis to the top three among the seven peaks within a short time,

at least surpassing Mount Weapon." At these words, Perthacus' heart raced, and the look in his eyes

toward James became fervent.

"You...

are you serious?" "Of course." James nodded with a smile.

"I never boast.

How about we make a bet?" "A bet?" Perthacus frowned.

"What do you want to bet on?" "Bet on the collections you've displayed." James pointed to the modern

Earth appliances floating in the void.

"As well as your position as the Peak Master of Mount Martial is." Perthacus was stunned, looked at

the things he had displayed, and then stared at James as if he were a monster.

"You want my position as the Peak Master of Mount Martialis?"

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