Female Novel
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The middle-aged man folded his arms before his chest as he slowly approached, his eyes flashing
coldly.
Still in Frank's arms, Burt quickly warned Frank with his last sliver of strength, "Watch out, Mr.
Lawrence... T-That's Eiger Ocean, Bocek Ocean's other brother... He's an elite Birthright... I'm no
match for him. Urk..."
Frank frowned. "Just shut up and lie down, or your meridian nexus will break. If that happens, you won't
even be able to wipe your own butt!"
Eiger was actually surprised to see that Burt's meridian nexus did not break either. "I'm surprised that
you know how to seal vigor meridians, though one must expect nothing less from the last apprentice of
Mystic Sky Sect."
"Mystic Sky Sect?!"
For the umpteenth time of the day, the old man behind Frank was staring in disbelief.
"What's wrong, Grandpa? What's Mystic Sky Sect?" his granddaughter quickly asked.
The old man was stuttering in astonishment, "M-Mystic Sky Sect of the South Sea. It's Draconia'snovelbin
oldest and most enigmatic sect! They didn't have many disciples, but those disciples were all
monsters!"
"Monsters? As in, they've all reached Skyrank?"
"Skyrank?" The old man turned to her with a terrible smile. "Even Skyranks are beneath them!"
"What?!" The old man's granddaughter was stupefied.
The old man had always worshiped Skyrank individuals, flattering them for their almost freaky natures.
And yet, that same old man would say that the Skyrank was beneath Mystic Sky Sect?!
"Hmm. So you do know about Mystic Sky Sect!" Eiger turned toward the old man right then, his death
aura swirling as he narrowed his eyes.
The old man stumbled backward, but his eyes flashed with indignation as he held Eiger's gaze and
said solemnly, "I'm Aion Fairfax, a member of Haply Hall. Please spare me and my granddaughter, and
I promise in my honor that I will never breathe a word about everything we saw here. But if you kill us,
Haply Hall will investigate the matter, and even the likes of Sage Lake Sect will not escape unscathed!"
Aion's granddaughter was actually surprised that he suddenly mentioned his roots. "What are you
talking about, Grandfather? Aren't you just some wandering fortune teller?"
"Haply Hall?"
Eiger was stroking his chin, though he soon flashed a vicious smile. "Well, I would've spared you if you
didn't know that the brat over there is from Mystic Sky Sect. But now that you do, I'll have you both stay
here just in case!"
"Haply Hall?"
Frank was surprised as well.
He had heard of Haply Hall during the Battle of the South Sea three years ago, though he was not
particularly familiar with them.
As he eyed the old man suspiciously for a moment, he then put down Burt, his expression calm.
"Whatever... Since this is a trap meant for me, I shall be the one who shall spring it! Doesn't matter
where you're from, Mr. Fairfax. You were innocent, and I promise you safe passage."
Frank then turned toward Eiger, holding out a palm menacingly. "Give me the Goldeater Cane, and I'll
spare Sage Lake Sect. Breath anything suspiciously like a 'no', and you'll face my wrath!"
Eiger simply laughed savagely. "Your arrogance really knows no bounds, kid! Let me show you what
they mean when they say 'there's always a bigger fish'!"