Chapter 548: Chapter 542: Prince Youluo

“Understand now?”

Seeing Iris Brown’s gradually enlightened expression, Harrison Houston smiled faintly.

Those who were able to sit here were all intelligent people; some things only needed a little hint to become clear. Otherwise, Clive Brown wouldn’t casually give away the priceless Dragon-Carving Flower just to build connections.

“That old fellow Ignis Wire showed a hint of killing intent towards Mr. Jones. Grandfather, do you want me to teach him a lesson?” Clive Brown suddenly said.

Although Ignis Wire’s killing intent was extremely concealed and could even deceive Ghost King Elites, it couldn’t deceive his battle-hardened self who had been through countless wars.

“Go ahead, before I succeed in extending my longevity by a hundred years, Mr. Jones absolutely cannot have any accidents.” Martin Houston’s eyes suddenly emitted coldness.

Whoever dared to stand in his way regarding the breakthrough plan for his future would become his mortal enemy.

Unless Ignis Wire could obtain the Longevity Elixir Formula from David Jones, or even find a way to cure Blood Transformation Disease, but the risk probability is really too high, which is the reason why Martin Houston has never targeted David Jones.

Healers are proficient in alchemy, particularly the toxic elixirs of gold and jade. There aren’t many powerful forces in this world that dare to force healers to refine elixirs for them, but there are quite a few forces that kidnap blacksmiths to mass-produce ghost implements.

After all, elixirs and ghost implements are both external objects, but they are very different. Elixirs need to be consumed, and if you force a healer, no one can guarantee whether the elixirs they consume are normal elixirs or one that will be fatal upon ingestion.

Throughout Great Dusky’s history, there were many records of healers who pretended to submit, causing serious injuries to the powerful and eventually being destroyed by other forces.

Now that Martin Houston has reached a deal with David Jones and can break through in the most stable manner, he naturally won’t risk everything for a small gain.

Even if they had to turn against each other, it would be after he breaks through to Ghost Emperor. Before that, even if David Jones does something outrageous in Silver-Abyssal City, he will choose to turn a blind eye and pretend nothing happened.

“Understood.” Clive Brown clasped his fists and left to mount the Crimson Wyvern and chase after Ignis Wire.

Hearing Martin Houston’s somewhat ambiguous words, Iris started acting coquettish, “Great grandfather, can I still have Mr. Jones as my mentor?”

“Whether you can do it or not depends on you. I won’t refuse.”

After saying that, Martin Houston didn’t care about the sudden joy on Iris Brown’s face and turned to leave the room.

As he expected, more forces would visit David Jones in the coming days, and he needed to urge his subordinates to gather the elixirs as quickly as possible so that David Jones could quickly refine the Longevity Elixir.

After all, he was very clear that when a real conflict arises, compared to a mansion lord who controls hundreds of cities, he, the Silver-Abyssal City Lord, was really insignificant.

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In a huge city exuding an ancient and vicissitudinous atmosphere, a tower that almost pierced the sky was particularly eye-catching. It was the iconic building that every city had: the External Alchemy Tower.

As the main city of Rillfort Mansion, all the healers gathered in this External Alchemy Tower were extraordinary healers who were hard to find in the eyes of ordinary people. Even a Venerable Healer rumored to be hidden in the incredibly tall tower.

Monarch Healers who were admired by everyone in Silver-Abyssal City were nothing more than ordinary members of the numerous diligent scholars here.

At this time, in the topmost floor of the high tower, which was the cultivation area of Janice Lindwood, known as the Purple Chill Saint and a Venerable Healer among ordinary people,

A young man wearing fine silk, with a pair of calm eyes gazing at the vast sky as if he was in outer space, stood on the observation deck.

“Prince, it’s time to take your medicine!”

As the young girl let out a soft cry, the man in white furrowed his brows, slowly turning around to look at the enchanting face behind him.

“Ali, I’ve told you several times, focus on your cultivation during practice and let the maids handle these trivial matters.”

Yuoli, sister of Prince Youluo, was the blood-sister of the Great Dusky Empress.

Yuoli broke through Ghost Warlord at eighteen, Ghost King at twenty-six, and Ghost Emperor at thirty-seven. Her cultivation speed was only second to her sister Yuolian, making her a peerless genius known throughout the Great Dusky.

Before Yuolian broke through as a Ghost Immortal and succeeded in becoming an Empress, the two exceptionally talented sisters were known as the peerless twin jewels by the elites of the Great Dusky.

But Prince Youluo was just a trivial foil beneath the twin jewels, a waste known to the whole country. It was only because of his sister, the Empress, that almost no one in the public dared to openly discuss matters related to Youluo.

Hearing her brother’s reprimand, a soft blush appeared on Yuoli’s stunning face, and she said softly, “In my opinion, reminding my brother to take his medicine is far more important than mundane cultivation.”

“Mundane?”

Looking at the unintentional words spoken by his sister, Youluo fell silent.

The talented sister, who broke through barriers as casually as drinking water, found cultivation boring?

He, a man suffering from Blood Transformation Disease and forced to cut off his cultivation path to save his life, couldn’t even cultivate!

However, the two were, after all, blood siblings. Youluo knew that his naïve sister meant no harm; he was just overthinking matters. As a result, Yuoli’s stunning beauty seemed ordinary in Youluo’s eyes, and he even found it a bit annoying after seeing it too often this year.

He couldn’t understand why Yuoli, a formidable Ghost Emperor, would care so much about a nobody like himself who was nearly forty years old yet still stuck at the initial stage of Ghost Soldier (Class I) because they were blood siblings?

This was quite rare in the strength-oriented Great Dusky!

At this moment, realizing that she had misspoken, Yuoli bit her rosy lips.

Her branch of the Great Dusky Royal Family was not particularly well-off. If her wise elder sister Yuolian hadn’t learned to hide her shortcomings and gradually gained the recognition of the Guardian Dragon God, both she and her siblings would have died along with their deceased mother.

“Knock, knock!”

It was then that the soft knocking on the door caught the attention of both siblings, and Yuoli’s pretty brows furrowed slightly.

Before entering the room, she had expressly told her subordinates not to disturb her meeting with her brother.

Knowing that her brother couldn’t cultivate and that his lifespan was limited to two hundred years–less than a quarter of hers–even with the precious Longevity Elixirs that ordinary Ghosts could also take, she was very protective of their time together.

“Come in.” Yuoli let out a sigh, her face turning cold and indifferent.

The door opened, and a blood-red shadow suddenly appeared before Yuoli, kneeling on one knee.

“Your Highness, we received news from the Spring Mansion that a medical expert, suspected to have the ability to cure the Blood Transformation Disease, has appeared in Silver-Abyssal City!”

As these words were spoken, the expressions of Yuolian and Youluo changed dramatically.

Yuoli even unconsciously released her Ghost Emperor’s Domination, causing the shadow kneeling on the ground to lie flat on the floor, not daring to move an inch.

“Is this true?”

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