Nobilis of War

Chapter 1302 Ready To Leave The Region

Now that the Gambling King had been taken away, Darren and his companions were truly relieved.

There would be no one who would threaten and make trouble for them anymore.

With this, he was able to indulge himself in cultivation.

'I should continue cultivating with my half a scroll of the supreme sword skill first. I haven't mastered the

third step yet, but my sword intent has already increased greatly. If I will be able to master until the sixth

step, my strength should be unimaginable!' Darren thought to himself.

While he was pondering on these thoughts, his spiritual sense went into the Void Space.

His soul had gradually flown to the third step. However, this time, he wasn't attacked nor was he able to

refine the sword intent of the third step. In short, nothing really happened, and this phenomenon

bothered him.

However, Darren was determined, so he still continued meditating.

Time flew by quickly, and three months had already passed.

During that period, Darren kept on comprehending the third step, but to no avail. Even with the amount

of time that he spent, this step remained a mystery to him.

"Well, forget it."

Darren let out a deep sigh and stopped meditating when he still accomplished nothing.

"What's the matter? Are you encountering a problem?" Murphy was already beside him the moment

that he opened his eyes.

"Actually, yes. The sword skill is too abstruse that it's frustrating," Darren replied with a slight frown.

"Well, there will be times like that. In fact, sometimes you can only comprehend something by chance.

For example, if I was not accidentally inflicted by the itchy poison, I would not have been able to make

a breakthrough in my sword intent.

When I made a breakthrough in the sword intent that time, the barrier of my realm also began to crack.

Sometimes, luck should also be by your side. If everything goes well, I may be able to reach the

middle-level of the Celestial God Realm in about ten years," Murphy recounted.

"I see. Congratulations, Master Murphy! When you already reach the middle-level of the Celestial God

Realm, your strength should be able to improve greatly." Darren felt genuinely happy for Murphy.

"You're right. I'm actually looking forward to it. When I reach that level, I plan to ask for a position in the

headquarters of our sect in the Starry Sword Region. I believe that with my strength at that time, it will

be a bit easy for me to be granted a position.

Oh, by the way, I'm returning this black armor. Please extend my gratitude to Lord Akbar when you

meet him."

As Murphy took out the armor, his gaze was still fixed to it. He knew that it wasn't his, but he really

yearned for it dearly. The armor could rank in the top ten among the most powerful defense-type divine

weapons of the human race in the Primitive Wilderness. Thus, he knew that he didn't have the

qualifications to own such a precious item.

"Keep it in the meantime. You can still use it to protect yourself. I can just return it to Akbar later,"

Darren said with a faint smile.

"What? I can't possibly keep it any longer. We have been borrowing it for a long time. He might get

angry if we don't return it immediately," Murphy replied in a worried tone.

"Ha-ha! Don't worry. He's not as stingy as you imagine. Besides, he doesn't need it right now. I can

return it to him when you're about to leave the Tussle Region," Darren argued.

"Okay, fine. I'll keep it for now and make good use of it." Deep inside, Murphy was actually glad that he

could still keep it for a bit longer.

"Yeah, of course." Darren nodded. Then he also added, "Master Murphy, I was actually thinking of

leaving the Tussle Region soon."

"I see. Do you still remember the conditions that I told you?" Murphy asked in a serious tone.

"Yes, I do. I have three options that I could meet to leave this region. The first one is that I have to

reach the middle-level of the Celestial God Realm. The second one is to exchange one billion killing

points for the opportunity to leave. And the last one is to take part in the Tussle Contest and get into the

top three spots," Darren enumerated.

"Good. As long as you can meet any of these conditions, you will be allowed to leave the region,"

Murphy reiterated. "If you're planning on leaving as soon as possible, I suggest you do the second

option. You can exchange an opportunity to leave with killing points," he added.

"Yes, that's actually what I'm planning to do. However, even if I sell all of the divine patterns that I have

left, I will only be able to earn about eight hundred million killing points at most."

Currently, he had already fused the level-nine divine pattern, and the ones remaining were not enough

to reach one billion killing points.

"Don't worry. I'll help you. You can sell my divine patterns until you accumulate a billion killing points,"

Murphy offered sincerely.

"Really? Thank you! The only problem left is that I don't know where to sell them," Darren said as he

lightly scratched his head.

"Well, many firms collect divine patterns, but there are only three of them that can afford to exchange

such a huge number of killing points. One of them is owned by Maxwell's clan, so we're down with two

options. From the remaining two, the other one offers a lower price for the divine patterns. So, you

should go with Zhou's Divine Pattern Firm," Murphy explained.

"Ha-ha, I'll just leave it to your judgment," Darren replied as he was still a little bit confused about the

firms' system.

"Fine. I'll go with you tomorrow."

Early the next morning, Murphy met up with Darren because of their appointment.

The two of them were going out to sell the divine patterns for killing points. However, before they left,

Finley and Lindsay immediately blocked them and requested to tag along. Since they really had no

reason to object, Darren and Murphy allowed them.

Thus, the four of them set out and journeyed to the northern area of the Ninth Precipitous Mountain.

As they went deeper into the Ninth Precipitous Mountain, Murphy became very cautious. After all, this

area was home to several beasts. Some even said that they were able to meet horrifying Archean

Beasts in this area.

Darren and Murphy were nearly killed by the Blue Flower Demon in the woods the last time. They

worried that they would encounter stronger beasts in this area.

"Stop right there."

After flying for almost half a day, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of Darren and his

companions and blocked them.

"Who are these people? Are they robbers?" Darren asked. He instinctively thought that they were a

group of hooligans.

"No, they are not," Murphy replied. As he approached a little bit more, he added, "They seem to be the

law enforcers of the Ninth Precipitous Mountain."

"What are law enforcers doing at this place? Isn't this area a place where people could kill and hunt

without being punished?" Lindsay asked with a confused expression on her face.

"Well, the law enforcers of the Ninth Precipitous Mountain are responsible for driving out the orthodox

forces in the Tussle Region. They also prevent other races from seizing the human race's territory," Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Murphy explained in detail.

Then, they approached the law enforcers to know why they were being stopped from proceeding.

"You are prohibited to go further. You can either go back, go the other way, or wait here for a while."

There were about a dozen people in this group. Most of them were at the low-level of the Celestial God

Realm, and the one who was at the middle-level of the Celestial God Realm was their leader.

"Master Murphy, let's just take a detour," Darren quickly suggested.

"No, we can't. We can only reach Zhou's Divine Pattern Firm by going this way. If we go there from

outside, we will just be stopped by the restriction, and we won't be able to enter the city too," Murphy

explained.

"Excuse me, sir. Can you tell us what is happening? Why are you blocking this point?" Murphy asked

the law enforcers straightforwardly.

"We can't tell you," their leader immediately replied in a cold tone.

"Hey! Why are you guys being so difficult? Your master was the one who invited me and Darren for a

cup of tea. So, why the hell are you telling us that we can't proceed?" Finley asked in a boisterous

manner.

"Excuse me, you are Darren?" the leader asked as he glanced towards him. Darren was quite

confused with the leader's sudden change of tone, so he just nodded politely.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you just now." The tone of the leader's voice instantly became more

accommodating upon knowing that it was Darren.

"Now, can you let us pass?" Finley asked impatiently.

"I'm sorry but we still can't let you proceed. We were advised that there seemed to be an Archean

Beast ahead. In order to prevent it from fleeing, we have secured the area. We can't lift the blockage

until our general says so," the leader explained as calm as possible.

"Wait. An Archean Beast?" Darren's eyes instantly lit up. The Archean Age was an era after the

Primeval Age. If what he was saying was true, the beast must have been living for more than a billion

years.

He was so thrilled and eager to encounter such a rare beast.

"We're still not sure of it. If you want, you can wait here. The general is coming soon. He will be the one

to lead the inspection of the area."

"Okay, we'll just wait. By the way, when he arrives, can we go and accompany him?" Darren asked

expectantly.

"I can't answer that. You must ask the general himself."

With that, Darren and the others waited there in midair. About four hours after, a heroic figure suddenly

descended in their midst.