Chapter 142: Chapter 142
Ethereal Devin fell to one side, completely confused: Lord Prescott, what’s the matter with you?
Owen Bertram had some concerns: "On Quinn Base’s side..."
Matthew immediately said: "There is nothing major over there. Those civilian workers are slackers. I don’t know when the Prescott Group will be completed.
I am free these days, so I came here to dine with you and take the opportunity to lecture the young lady on the basics of cultivation."
Owen Bertram nodded: "That sounds good."
Matthew was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness!"
Ethereal Devin hadn’t gotten up from the ground yet, because he was completely dumbfounded: Lord Prescott, have you lost your mind? I remember you were affiliated with the Goden Mountain Sect, a major cultivation sect. The punishment for privately teaching secret arts in your sect is even more severe than in the Devin Family!
Owen Bertram still made it a point to remind him: "On the subject of the master-disciple relationship..." Matthew hastily waved his hand: "I dare not have such expectations." Owen Bertram nodded in acknowledgment, and thus, it was settled.
Matthew thought he understood Owen Bertram’s intentions: Does a young lady of this caliber need my guidance? The real target is Bennett Basil.
After all, Bennett Basil is self-taught and worth cultivating. And Master obviously does not have the time to personally instruct Bennett Basil, or perhaps Bennett Basil is simply not worthy of Master’s personal instruction yet.
And so, this easy task fell into his hands!
He sneered derisively at Ethereal Devin in his heart: Such short-sightedness!
Ethereal Devin left in a daze. He scratched his head at the door for a while: What on earth is going on with the world? As respectful as Lord Prescott is, you are rushing to enlighten a little girl? And are willing to risk severe punishment from your sect?!
"I can’t understand it..."
The military officers in the outpost were suffering immensely. Lord Prescott had a meal at the Chief Flag’s place and decided to stay! You are such a highly respected figure, Lord Prescott. Go back to your Prescott Group. You’re over here watching us, preventing us from having even the slightest break!
He had no consideration for his subordinates’ difficulties at all.
Due to Lord Prescott’s intense "supervisory role", the military officers on patrol today finally noticed the Mountain Master and his party in the cave at the village entrance.
However, the Mountain Master did not provoke a conflict with them, and he left gracefully.
These military officers had limited strength and naturally couldn’t stop the Mountain Master.
They were so terrified that they scurried back to the outpost and reported to Matthew, "Lord Prescott, please ask Mr. Egbert for help... There are super-powerful beings in the Third Great Boundary and the Fourth Great Realm! Any one of them could wipe out our tiny outpost with one hand."
Matthew wasn’t flustered at all and said assertively: "What’s all the panic about? Look at the state all of you are in! We are from the Horizon Bureau! People are supposed to be afraid of us, not the other way around!"
The surrounding military officers secretly admired him, saying that indeed, Lord Prescott had the demeanor of a commanding general. Even when facing such powerful enemies, he was still calm and composed, full of confidence.
Matthew felt certain about the situation: Since the Master is here, there’s nothing to fear.
Then he felt a sense of narrow escape: Thankfully I came to the Summit Guard Post. If I were still at Quinn Base, any one of those people would give me a tough time!
Then Matthew went cheerfully to consult with Owen Bertram. Owen Bertram simply nodded: "I see."
Matthew immediately thought: As expected, Master has control over everything.
Owen Bertram was also bewildered: What on earth do these people want to do?
The Mountain Master led his men to hide about ten miles away in a deserted mountain.
Now, some of his subordinates couldn’t help but feel uneasy: "Mountain Master, what are we going to do next?"
The Mountain Master was assessing the current situation in his mind, and he didn’t dare to act rashly. Regardless of whether it was Prescott Group in Quinn Base or the Summit Guard Post, he didn’t take them seriously. He could wipe them out easily.
However, the hidden presence was a significant one!
"We can’t act rashly. We’ll wait until the other reinforcements arrive. Mountain Master’s contact with the other reinforcements was very covert. He didn’t believe that the hidden person could find out about it.
By that time, with him openly confronting the enemy and the reinforcements hiding, they would definitely catch the enemy by surprise.
Doing so would mean he would have to share some of the benefits from the Underground Palace with the reinforcements.
"Well, it’s better than gaining nothing at all."
He told his subordinates: "I have other arrangements. Rest for now and keep our forces at bay!"
The head of the Mechanical Dao Soldier popped out of the water, seeing on the small mountain road across the Summit river, a massacre had just ended.
Five short and strong cultivators with dark complexion, slaughtered a ten-person merchant team without leaving a single survivor!
This merchant team was just ordinary people, how could they be a match for these powerful cultivators?
Only one cultivator made a move, using a Strange Snake clay sculpture, releasing dozens of infant ghost puppets that screamed and bit everywhere. They jumped onto the merchants’ necks, draining them of their essence.
Then, the identity certificates from these dried corpses of the Martial Cultivators and their passports were brought out. They took some tokens and documents from their own bodies and buried them under a big tree nearby.
They bowed three times in the southwest direction, kicked the dried corpses into the Summit River, carried the goods on their backs, and continued their journey posing as merchants.
Through the eyes of the Mechanical Dao Soldiers, Owen Bertram saw the words on those tokens. Then he recalled the faces of these cultivators and murmured to himself: "They are spies from the Nanni Nation!"
The Nanni people had a bad reputation in the Wood Dynasty.
Six hundred years ago, the Nanni Nation was a dependent state of the Wood Dynasty. It was originally a barbaric and evil land; with the assistance and education of the Wood Dynasty, it gradually developed.
The King of Nanni Nation, The Taylor Family, had encountered three rebellions in history. At crucial times, their prince would go to the Wood Dynasty for help, asking the Horizon Army to suppress the rebellion, enabling the Taylor Family to continue to rule the Nanni Nation.
But six hundred years ago, six hundred huge ships from the Red Clan arrived at the Nanni Nation. The Taylor family quickly pledged allegiance to the Red Clan and vigorously promoted the Red Clan’s cultivation methods in their country, frequently inciting conflicts on the southern border of the Wood Dynasty.
Unfortunately, at this time the Wood Dynasty had decayed and deteriorated, unable to wage war against Nanni Nation.
For the past six hundred years, with the support of the Red Clan, Nanni Nation has continued to eat away at the borders of the Wood Dynasty. Almost every year, there are cases of Nanni Nation’s evil cultivators crossing the border and slaughtering the people of the Wood Dynasty.
The Wood Dynasty’s Military Department has had to deploy several Grandmasters of the Fifth Realm and above to patrol the border of the two countries to prevent the Nanni Nation’s sneak attacks.
But Jaafar County is in the heart of the Wood Dynasty, and the appearance of these evil cultivators from the Nanni Nation here is definitely not good news.
Owen Bertram hesitated: Should he report this to the Horizon Bureau?
But how could he explain to the Horizon Bureau how he discovered these Nanni Nation spies?
He can’t ignore these spies. First, let’s find out the purpose of their sneaking into the Wood Dynasty— Owen Bertram thought, only to remember that he seemed to have a puppet at his disposal.
The Magpie on the tree branch outside the window was hopping around in agitation, You finally remembered me!
Owen Bertram instructed the Magpie to tail those spies from the Nanni Nation, and found that the Magpie had become much stronger than when it was first transformed into a puppet, almost turning into a "ferocious beast".