After all, Little Gold’s current spiritual force level was only at the ’Enter Void Realm First level’.
This imposes a significant limitation.
That afternoon, Millon Pond came to see Wyatt, bringing him the ’Refining Void Fruit’.
The ’Refining Void Fruit’ was completely milky-white, translucent and sparkling.
At a mere glance, it could make one drool with envy.
Wyatt sat cross-legged on the bed. After taking the ’Refining Void Fruit’, he also took a ’Strength Void Pill’, and then began to cultivate.
With the medicinal power of the ’Refining Void Fruit’ and the ’Strength Void Pill’ fusing into his body, the Origin Force within Wyatt continued to strengthen...
Nine Dragons War Sovereign, Thunder Flood Dragon Transformation!
Wyatt circulated his cultivation methods, the Origin Force within his body growing stronger and ascending indefinitely, as if he never knew what fatigue was.
During cultivation, Wyatt lost track of time.
Wyatt’s cultivation level also started to change dramatically.
Not long after, his cultivation at the ’Peep Naught Realm First Level’ had reached its limit.
Then, he broke through the bottleneck.
He stepped into the ’Peep Naught Realm Second Layer’!
After breaking through to the Peep Naught Realm Second Layer, the medicinal power of the ’Refining Void Fruit’ and ’Strength Void Pill’ remained robust, infusing Wyatt’s Origin Force and continuing to rotate with the ’Thunder Flood Dragon Transformation’ from the Nine Dragons War Sovereign.
He had no idea how much time had passed.
It wasn’t until Wyatt felt his Origin Force was saturated, that he stopped cultivating.
At the same moment, he could distinctly feel.
That the medicinal power of the ’Refining Void Fruit’ had plenty of residue, concealed inside his Dantian.
While the medicinal power of the ’Strength Void Pill’ had been completely absorbed.
"Once I’ve completely digested the medicinal power of the ’Refining Void Fruit’, I should be able to break through to the ’Peep Naught Realm Third Layer’, or even higher, in a short time!"
Wyatt opened his eyes, a gleam flashing within.
"My mental strength has also broken through a level following my cultivation breakthrough... Now, my mental strength is still two levels higher than my cultivation. Fourth level of the Peep Naught Realm."
A smile appeared on Wyatt’s face.
There’s no denying, the gains from this were considerable.
A squeak sounded in his ear, causing Wyatt to notice that Little Gold had somehow woken up.
"Wyatt brother, I’m hungry, I’m hungry..."
The urgency in Little Gold’s condensed Origin Force was incomparable.
Wyatt shook his head and chuckled, stepping out of bed he opened the door, heading out into the courtyard, "I’m going to get them to prepare a feast for us... Come to think of it, I’m also hungry."
Little Gold turned into a beam of golden light, finding a comfortable perch on Wyatt’s shoulder.
In a while, Wyatt and Little Gold were enjoying a delightful feast.
By then, Wyatt had also asked the staff about the time.
The answer he received was beyond what Wyatt had expected, "I’ve actually been cultivating for ten days? Which means I can go out again now."
Immediately, Wyatt thought of Artifact Refiner Guild President Brendan Rowan.
According to his agreement with Brendan Rowan, he would pay a visit every month to offer his instructions on artifact refinement.
"Little Gold, hurry up and finish eating, we’re going to go out for a stroll."
Wyatt said to Little Gold.
Little Gold nodded excitedly, gulping down the food voraciously.
In a short while, it had finished off two servings of food.
Soon after, Wyatt left the ’Dragon Phoenix Academy’ with Little Gold.
This time, Wyatt felt invigorated.
Not only because his cultivation and mental strength had broken through, but also because he found out that no one was following him...
"There’s still plenty of time, let’s take a walk around the Imperial City."
Right now, the two elders from the Protector of the Green Forest Three Sects had been trapped by him in the ’Inscription Formation’.
The people from the Green Forest Three Sects shouldn’t make any major moves against him anytime soon.
Suddenly, Little Gold squeaked and asked curiously with condensed Origin Force, "Brother Wyatt, what is this place? It smells so good..."
Little Gold stood on Wyatt’s shoulder, beaming with interest as it took in the luxurious architecture before it.
Wyatt glanced and saw the three big words on the sign:
Spring Night Pavilion!
At present, at the entrance of the ’Spring Night Pavilion’, a gaggle of brightly dolled-up women were continually beckoning passing pedestrians.
Their targets all had one thing in common.
Naturally, Wyatt figured out what this place was.
This was the ’Flower Market’, a ’land of frolic and merriment’ for men.
’Spring Night Pavilion’... this name is indeed quite similar to the ’Spring Breeze Pavilion’ from Blackarmor City."
A look of reminiscence appeared on Wyatt’s face.
Back then, when he was still in the Aurora City of Crimson Heaven Kingdom,
He joined the Genius Camp of the Iron Blood Army to compete for a spot at the Sacred Martial Arts Academy.
During his days in the Genius Camp, he had braved numerous tests.
Finally, the last test he faced was to disrupt the relationship between the Blackarmor Army and the Lian Clan in the neighboring Blackarmor City.
It was through exploiting the fondness for sensual pleasure of the only son of the Blackarmor Army Commander, that he managed to complete the task successfully.
Wyatt couldn’t help but sigh.
Recalling the events of yesteryears felt like it was just yesterday.
But in reality, many years had passed.
"Young master, are you here for some fun? You’re so handsome, I’ll not only not charge you, but I’ll even pay you. How about it?"
A woman dolled up in heavy makeup walked out of the Spring Night Pavilion and approached Wyatt, attempting to take his hand with a coquettish smile.
Wyatt furrowed his brows and stepped aside, avoiding the woman.
"Hmph! If you’re not here for fun, stop loitering around the entrance of our Spring Night Pavilion. Get lost!"
The woman pouted and scoffed.
Without planning to argue with her, Wyatt turned around and prepared to leave.
Wyatt heard a sharp gust of wind coming from behind him.
A crisp slap resounded.
"Mr...Master Holland, you...why did you hit me?"
Simultaneously, Wyatt heard the voice of the previously arrogant woman.
Yet now, her voice humbly revealed her subservience.
"You dare to mock him, knowing who he is? You, a lowly wench, dare to mock him?"
A familiar voice then reached Wyatt’s ears.
Upon hearing this voice, Wyatt, who had been about to depart, paused and turned around.
At a single glance, he saw Young Master Sword, ’Handmi Holland’, his dress in disarray.
At present, a woman, with a beautiful and delicate profile, was clinging onto Young Master Sword.
This woman was far more attractive than the heavily made-up one.
The heavily made-up woman’s face drastically changed upon hearing Master Sword’s words.
"Young Master Sword, who is this young master? I’m rather curious."
The woman, arms wrapped around Handmi Holland’s neck and clinging onto him, asked softly with a breath as sweet as orchid.
"His surname is Barnes, what do you think?"
Young Master Sword lowered his head and kissed the woman on the cheek.
"Does that mean he’s the genius disciple ’Wyatt Barnes’ from the Seven Stars Sword Clan? The martial artist universally recognized as the most monstrous talent to ever exist in our Green Forest Royal Country?" The woman froze for an instant, before asking in astonishment.
Young Master Sword lightly nodded his head, and then turned to Wyatt, "Wyatt Barnes, since you’ve come to the entrance of Spring Night Pavilion, why not join us inside? I’ll cover the expenses. How about it?"
Wyatt just smiled lightly, "Young Master Sword, I appreciate your offer. I’m not very fond of such places..."
Hearing this, Young Master Sword gave Wyatt a deep look.
His gaze then fell on Wyatt’s lower abdomen, and he asked with suggestive undertones, "Wyatt Barnes, don’t tell me... you’re impotent?"
Wyatt annoyed, retorted back: "It’s you who are impotent! Be a bit more moderate, or else you might exhaust your body and hamper your cultivation..."
Having said that, Wyatt turned around and left, ignoring Young Master Sword.
Nevertheless, this unexpected encounter inadvertently bridged the gap between the two of them.
The heavily made-up woman trembled with fear upon finding out Wyatt’s identity.
She was but a simple prostitute, yet she had heard the buzz going around the Imperial City lately.
’Wyatt Barnes’, previously a Seven Stars Sword Clan’s genius disciple, had secured first place in the Dragon Phoenix Academy’s first trial and obtained a Spirit Fruit coveted by the ’Peep Naught Realm Warriors’.
A big shot like that could sentence her to death with a single word.
Seeing Wyatt leaving without taking any note of her.
She could no longer maintain her composure, collapsing on the ground, her pale face regaining some color.
The surrounding onlookers reacted soon after.
"So he was the ’Wyatt Barnes’!"
"Indeed, the universally acknowledged ’Number One Genius’ of our Green Forest Royal Country is so young!"
A group of people watched as Wyatt left.
Only dispersing gradually after Wyatt’s figure disappeared from their sight.
"Pretty lady, let’s continue!"
Master Sword, holding the woman in his arms, passionately kissed her, and they soared into the air back into the Spring Night Pavilion.
The entrance of Spring Night Pavilion calmed down once again.
"Get lost! After today, you’re no longer welcome at our Spring Night Pavilion."
Just then, a stern-looking madam walked out of the Spring Night Pavilion, her face ugly as she harshly reprimanded the woman in heavy makeup collapsed on the floor, "Here is your ’deed of sale’, now scram... consider it my bad luck!"
Clearly, the madam was worried that Wyatt would seek retribution.
The woman, looking at the deed of sale in her hands, was stunned for a moment.
She had never thought that she would stumble into good fortune amidst adversity!
For years, her greatest wish had been to earn enough money to buy her freedom.
The money she had saved until now had been woefully inadequate.
Today, a gigantic pie fell into her lap out of nowhere.
Under the many strange gazes fixed on her, the heavily made-up woman knelt on the ground, paying respect toward the end of the street with three deep, respectful bows.
Only she knew why she was bowing and to whom she was bowing.
Of all this, Wyatt had no knowledge.
After walking around for the morning and then having lunch in a restaurant, Wyatt once again arrived at the ’Artifact Refiners Guild Headquarters.’
The same attractive woman again respectfully led Wyatt to the third floor.
"Sir, please go in yourself."
The attractive woman respectfully bid Wyatt before she left, swaying her ample body.
Wyatt nodded his head, lifted the curtain to the third floor, and stepped inside.
The moment Wyatt walked in, he heard an astonished voice coming from inside.