Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1414: The Clark Family’s Revenge

That evening, Isaias Hayden returned home and was overjoyed to see Wyatt Barnes.

"Elder Brother Wyatt, it has been a while since we brothers last met... I heard you’ve become the disciple of the City Lord, and as your elder brother, I congratulate you. Tonight, we brothers shall not return until we are drunk!"

Isaias Hayden, smiling broadly, pulled Wyatt Barnes into a hearty drinking session that lasted deep into the night, until they got drunk.

Naturally, it was Isaias Hayden who got drunk.

Although Wyatt Barnes didn’t use his True Energy to force the alcohol out, his physical constitution was now even more formidable than that of a Five-Clawed Divine Dragon of the same level; it was hard for him to get drunk even if he wanted to.

The next day, Wyatt Barnes handed the 1,000 rejected Grade Eight Holy Stones to the sober Isaias Hayden, only to see his expression darken. "Elder Brother Wyatt, what do you mean by this?"

"Big Brother Isaias, during this period, I’m grateful to you and my sister-in-law for taking care of Maya... These Holy Stones should be considered Maya’s living expenses."

Wyatt Barnes said with a smile.

"Elder Brother Wyatt, what kind of man do you think I, Isaias Hayden, am? Since I have recognized you as a brother, I naturally treat Maya as my own sister. Take back these Holy Stones right now, or don’t blame your elder brother for falling out with you!"

Isaias Hayden’s expression grew even bleaker, clearly displaying his dissatisfaction.

"Big Brother Isaias, please calm your anger; it is I who misspoke."

Wyatt Barnes hadn’t expected such a strong reaction from Isaias Hayden and awkwardly chuckled, "In that case... consider these 1,000 Grade Eight Holy Stones as the cultivation expenses I’ve set aside for my two nephews, and for Maya."

"Big Brother Isaias, you don’t earn much each month. After deducting your and my sister-in-law’s own cultivation expenses and daily needs, and as a Beast Tamer, you also need to spend a considerable amount of Holy Stones on taming Fierce Beasts."

Wyatt Barnes continued earnestly, "Big Brother Isaias, regardless of what you think, the children are at a critical stage of building their foundation, and we absolutely cannot afford to slack off."

After Wyatt Barnes finished speaking, Isaias Hayden fell silent.

Indeed.

It wouldn’t be long before his two children would also begin to cultivate.

With an endless supply of Holy Stones, they could certainly soar to great heights and not end up like him, who, in his youth, had no Holy Stones for cultivation and could only absorb the Spiritual Energy from the heavens and the earth.

Even though he was the captain of the City Guard, his monthly salary was only a few dozen Grade Eight Holy Stones. Without his role as a Beast Tamer, those would have been enough for the entire family’s needs.

However, being a Beast Tamer meant feeding the Fierce Beasts every month was a significant expense.

"Big Brother Isaias, accept them. We are brothers; why worry about such things? Moreover, you know that I’m not just a figure among the Thirteen Protectors of the Hidden Dragon Camp; I have even become the disciple of the City Lord, and Holy Stones are not something I lack," said Wyatt Barnes as he saw Isaias Hayden remaining silent, seizing the moment to persuade him further.

After a moment of silence, Isaias Hayden finally gritted his teeth and said, "Elder Brother Wyatt, if that’s the case, your elder brother won’t refuse... However, this is a one-time exception; it won’t set a precedent."

Toward the end, Isaias Hayden’s face turned stern.

"Alright, alright."

Wyatt Barnes naturally agreed, happy that Isaias Hayden was willing to accept. At most, next time he would leave the Holy Stones with Maya so she could give them to her two ’little nephews’.

Before they knew it, Wyatt Barnes and Isaias Hayden had moved on to discussing the background of the little girl, Maya.

"Elder Brother Wyatt, if Maya’s background remains unknown, then let her stay with me... Your sister-in-law and I like her very much. Moreover, my two boys now can’t be without her either," said Isaias Hayden.

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Wyatt Barnes agreed, knowing in his heart that it was the best choice.

The little girl Maya couldn’t follow him forever.

Staying with Isaias Hayden’s family would at least give her a home. As she grew up and became an adult, she could then marry and have children, and thus have a complete life.

If she followed him, not only would it be inconvenient, but she would also face many dangers.

After all, his goal was to become a powerhouse at the pinnacle of the Martial Dao Sacred Land, and it was unknown how many dangers lurked on that path. He couldn’t possibly let Maya risk following him.

In the following days, Wyatt Barnes didn’t go anywhere else; he simply stayed at Isaias Hayden’s house.

During the day, he spent time with the little girl ’Maya,’ and at night he would cultivate in his room.

"Half a year from now, I will leave Hill Mountain City and head to the Moon Radiance Sect... Once there, it’s uncertain when I’ll be able to return."

That’s exactly why Wyatt Barnes decided to spend more time with the little girl Maya.

That night, Wyatt Barnes cultivated quietly in his room, or more precisely, in the second layer of the Jewel Tower.

The Jewel Tower had turned into a speck of dust, lying quietly on the bed.

"Success!"

During the six days since he arrived at Isaias Hayden’s house, though Wyatt Barnes only cultivated inside the second layer of the Jewel Tower at night, he had effectively cultivated there for a total of nine days.

In those nine days, he had finally cultivated the movement technique ’Supreme Falling Star Arrow’ of the Divine Level martial arts to the realm of Entry Mastery.

Entry Mastery is the third realm of Divine Level martial arts techniques.

Equivalent to the fifth realm ’Perfection’ of Human Level mid-grade Divine techniques in movement.

"Now, my speed has caught up too... Even if it’s someone who just broke through to the peak of the Small Perfection of the Transcending Mortal Realm among the indigenous people of the Martial Dao Sacred Land, I am confident I could kill them!"

Wyatt Barnes was brimming with confidence, his eyes sparkling with sharp light.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

Right when Wyatt Barnes was filled with confidence, the entire Jewel Tower began to shake, as if the earth and mountains themselves were trembling.

Wyatt Barnes hadn’t had time to react before he was blasted out of the Seven Treasures Jewel Tower by an irresistible force.

After being expelled from the Seven Treasures Jewel Tower, Wyatt only felt dizzy and nauseous, a discomfort that spread throughout his body, making his complexion turn extremely ugly.

"Who is it?!"

Without thinking, he could guess that some disturbance had affected the Seven Treasures Jewel Tower; otherwise, it would not have ejected him.

"Uncle Simon, Lincoln, that’s Wyatt Barnes!"

And just as Wyatt’s face drastically changed, his eyes filled with murderous intent, a sinister voice reached his ears.

This voice sounded somewhat familiar.

When Wyatt’s gaze sharpened, he quickly recognized a familiar figure, "Jan Clark!"

Wyatt recognized the person who had arrived; it was the very Jan Clark who he had once thrown into a dung pit and who, because of a fatal misstep in killing Gideon Cruz, was expelled from the Dragon’s Den Camp and the City Lord’s Main Mansion.

A former martial artist of the thirteenth guardians ranked fifth, who was in the late stages of the Transcending Mortal Realm.

Now, Wyatt also noticed the other two people.

A middle-aged man and an old man.

These two were clearly Jan Clark’s accomplices.

Without any hesitation, Wyatt immediately activated his ’Heavenly Eye’, and with just one glance, he saw through the cultivation levels of these two people... one was at Small Perfection of the Transcending Mortal Realm, and one was at Great Perfection of the Transcending Mortal Realm.

"Transcending Mortal Realm Great Perfection?"

Wyatt’s expression darkened slightly.

"No, that’s not right!"

Suddenly, Wyatt seemed to have noticed something, "This old guy’s cultivation level seems rather unstable... Did he just break through to the Great Perfection of the Transcending Mortal Realm?"

Realizing this, Wyatt breathed a sigh of relief.

If he had just reached the Great Perfection of the Transcending Mortal Realm, then he was not entirely without a chance to fight.

"Wyatt Barnes, you caused my expulsion from the Dragon’s Den Camp, and severed my future prospects... Today, you are doomed to die!"

Jan Clark glared at Wyatt with a pair of bloodshot eyes, as if he couldn’t wait to tear Wyatt apart.

The fury rising in his eyes seemed as if Wyatt was guilty of killing his father and stealing his wife.

"I caused your expulsion from the Dragon’s Den Camp and cut off your prospects?"

Having confirmed the cultivation levels of the other two, Wyatt was confident; upon hearing Jan Clark’s words, he couldn’t help but sneer, "Seems like it was you who killed your own distant cousin, which led to your expulsion from the Dragon’s Den Camp, right?"

"You still want to blame me for this? Ridiculous!"

Wyatt sneered with irony as he looked at Jan Clark.

"If it weren’t for you provoking me... I wouldn’t have made a mistake."

Thinking back to what happened that day, Jan Clark felt such irritation that he was almost itching with hatred, but he was too ashamed to speak of his past humiliation - because it was indeed too embarrassing.

"If I hadn’t thrown you into the dung pit, you wouldn’t have made a mistake?"

However, even as Jan Clark tried to be vague, Wyatt did not play along, and instead mockingly remarked.

"Dung pit?"

Upon hearing Wyatt’s words, both the middle-aged man and the elder were taken aback, and they looked at Jan Clark all at once.

Although they were both from the Clark Family of New South Town and knew that Jan Clark was expelled from the Dragon’s Den Camp and even from the City Lord’s Main Mansion of Hill Mountain City because of the young man in purple, they had never heard anything about a ’dung pit’.

Jan Clark was once thrown into a dung pit?

Just the thought of it made them feel as disgusted as if they had swallowed flies; their gaze towards Jan Clark couldn’t help but be filled with a bit of sympathy.

Of course, this was a subconscious reaction.

"Have you ever thought that if you hadn’t provoked me time and again, even challenging me outright... would you have been thrown into the dung pit? Would you have accidentally killed Gideon Cruz?"

As Jan Clark trembled violently with rage, Wyatt Barnes continued to sneer.

"Simon, Lincoln, kill him! Kill him!!"

Jan Clark roared with red eyes.

"Simon Clark, he has caused the foremost youth of our Clark Family in New South Town to be expelled from the City Lord’s Main Mansion in Hill Mountain City, an unpardonable crime! You take action and kill him, which will also be a way for our family to vent our anger," the old man coldly said, eyes fixed on Wyatt.

In his tone, it seemed he had no intention of taking action himself, or maybe, in his eyes, this young man in purple wasn’t worth his effort.

"Yes, Lincoln," the middle-aged man named ’Simon Clark’ nodded, his gaze towards Wyatt Barnes turned grim, "Lad, on the Netherworld Path, reflect on your misdeeds. Our Clark Family of New South Town is not one to be trifled with."

"I am the disciple of the City Lord of Hill Mountain City; if you kill me, aren’t you afraid that the City Lord’s Main Mansion of Hill Mountain City will annihilate your Clark Family?"

Wyatt’s gaze was piercing, sweeping over Simon Clark, Lincoln Clark, and Jan Clark.

"Wyatt Barnes, as long as you die here, who will know it was our Clark Family who killed you? Aren’t you powerful? I want to see how many moves you can withstand before Uncle Simon, a martial artist at the Small Perfection of the Transcending Mortal Realm."

Jan Clark sneered triumphantly, his laughter cold.