Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1457: Trading Lives

"Are you sure he’s from the City Lord’s mansion of Hill Mountain City and a disciple of Tabo Garcia?"

Evander Mullins’ eyes flashed with a sharp glint as he asked in a deep voice.

He truly didn’t want to believe it.

Tabo Garcia first took Kai Simmons, such an outstanding martial artist genius, as a disciple, and then took in another disciple who was even more exceptional than Kai Simmons?

What kind of luck was that?

Why didn’t he, Evander Mullins, have that kind of luck?

Having entered the Outer Sect only two months ago, the Outer Sect disciple named ’Wyatt Barnes’ was clearly under forty years old.

And the fact that he could kill Sail Fenning was enough to prove that his talent far surpassed that of Evander Mullins’ proud direct disciple, ’Kai Simmons.’

If Evander had known about Wyatt Barnes’ existence earlier, the first thought in his mind would’ve undoubtedly been to take him as a disciple, just like Kai Simmons.

But now, it was no longer possible.

Just because Wyatt killed Sail Fenning, who was Elder Dunn’s direct disciple!

Elder Dunn, among the Inner Sect elders of the Moon Radiance Sect, was one of the top three in terms of strength—someone Evander Mullins had to flatter and curry favor with.

The person who killed Elder Dunn’s direct disciple? Even if Evander were given a hundred times the courage, he wouldn’t dare take him as a disciple.

"Master, when I went to fetch Senior Brother Kai Simmons six months ago, I happened to see him... However, I didn’t know at the time that his talent surpassed Senior Brother Kai Simmons. Otherwise, I would’ve brought him back along with Kai Simmons."

Quentin Campbell, who had followed Evander Mullins for many years, naturally understood his master’s thoughts and spoke words tailored to what Evander wanted to hear.

If Quentin had known how extraordinary Wyatt was six months ago, when he descended on the City Lord’s mansion in Hill Mountain City, he would never have spared his life.

Every time Quentin thought of this, he deeply regretted it, but unfortunately, there’s no medicine for regret in this world.

As expected, hearing Quentin’s words, Evander’s expression softened, but the sharp glint in his eyes grew even more intense, "I really didn’t expect Tabo Garcia to be so lucky, taking in two disciples with such monstrous talents in succession... How is he worthy of this!"

Speaking to this point, Evander’s eyes brimmed with killing intent, "I originally thought that even if Wyatt survived, he wouldn’t be able to stir up any major trouble... But now, it seems my assumption was completely wrong! If Wyatt Barnes rises in power, he will undoubtedly become a major threat to me!"

"Master, should I head to Hill Mountain City’s City Lord’s mansion and personally kill Tabo Garcia?"

Quentin asked.

"No need."

Evander shook his head, "Leave Tabo Garcia to Elder Dunn... Otherwise, when Elder Dunn emerges from seclusion and learns that his disciple has been killed, where will he vent his anger?"

"As for Wyatt Barnes... He must be dealt with before Elder Dunn comes out of seclusion! In this way, Elder Dunn will owe me, Evander Mullins, a favor."

Saying this, Evander’s eyes gleamed brightly.

Of course, there was one thing he hadn’t mentioned.

The reason Evander wanted Wyatt dead before Elder Dunn emerged wasn’t just because he wanted Elder Dunn to owe him a favor; he was worried that Elder Dunn, upon seeing Wyatt’s exceptional talent, might set aside his grudge for Sail Fenning and take in Wyatt as his new direct disciple.

That was something Evander absolutely didn’t want to see!

Wyatt Barnes came from Hill Mountain City’s City Lord’s mansion. If he were to become Elder Dunn’s disciple, it would spell disaster for Evander and his faction.

"Master, rest assured. I’ll do my utmost to kill Wyatt Barnes before Elder Dunn comes out of seclusion."

Quentin said.

"Not utmost effort—he must die! Before Elder Dunn emerges, Wyatt must be eliminated! Even if it costs your own life to exchange for his, you must ensure his death. After you’re gone, Master will remember you well."

Evander looked at Quentin and slowly said. Toward the end, a hint of kindliness appeared on his face.

Seeing the kindness on Evander’s face, Quentin’s heart was chilled.

Evander Mullins, his master, for the sake of killing Wyatt Barnes and uprooting any future threats, was willing to sacrifice Quentin’s life!

At this moment, the last shred of mentor-disciple sentiment Quentin had for Evander completely dissipated, turning to nothingness.

Previously, Quentin had been eager to kill Wyatt, but now he found himself hoping that Wyatt would survive, perhaps even help Tabo Garcia eliminate Evander Mullins.

In that instant, Quentin made a decision.

A decision that would determine his future.

"Master, I won’t let you down."

Facing the kind expression of Evander Mullins, Quentin forced himself to respond respectfully, despite the disgust roiling in his heart.

"Very good, very good."

Seeing Quentin’s obedience, Evander smiled, "Quentin, you’ve been my longest-standing disciple. I’ve always valued you... Don’t worry. Even if you kill Wyatt Barnes and are executed by the Sect’s rules, I won’t forget about you."

"I’ll set up a memorial tablet for you in the backyard, so you’ll always be with me in spirit."

Evander spoke with kindness.

"Thank you, Master."

Quentin’s heart was frozen, but he dared not show it. He had to get through this moment first.

"Within three days, I want to hear news of his death... I trust you won’t disappoint Master, will you?"

Evander looked at Quentin and gave him a deadline.

Three days!

Quentin’s heart trembled upon hearing this, but he could only nod silently.

"Very well. Prepare yourself and go."

Evander dismissed him.

"Disciple takes his leave!"

Quentin withdrew and, turning away, his eyes gleamed coldly. He thought to himself, "Evander Mullins, you’re forcing me... Since you don’t value my life, I see no reason to remain loyal to you. From now on, the bond between us as master and disciple is severed!"

After Quentin turned away, the kindness on Evander’s face vanished. He cast a cold glance at Quentin’s retreating figure before withdrawing his gaze.

Immediately, he went to find Kai Simmons.

When he saw Kai Simmons, his face naturally showed kindness.

"Master, why are you seeking me this late?"

Kai Simmons asked in confusion.

"Kai Simmons, did you know, before you left Hill Mountain City’s City Lord’s mansion, that there was another disciple under Tabo Garcia named ’Wyatt Barnes’?"

Evander asked directly.

"I did."

Kai Simmons nodded, "But Wyatt Barnes is quite arrogant! He’s only willing to acknowledge Tabo Garcia as his ’teacher.’ Still, since we both come from martial artist backgrounds in the Mortal Continent, his talent is actually no less than my own."

"He’s also from a Mortal Continent?"

Evander’s pupils shrank, "You both stem from the Mortal Continent?"

"No."

Kai Simmons shook his head, "We’re from different Mortal Continents."

"It seems the rumors are true... Those martial artist geniuses who emerge from Mortal Continents are either overwhelmingly extraordinary or utterly mediocre—two extremes."

Evander muttered to himself.

"Master, what’s the matter? Why are you suddenly asking about him?"

Kai Simmons asked in confusion.

"Wyatt Barnes killed Sail Fenning." freewebnσvel.cѳm

Evander didn’t conceal this and shared the news he had just learned from Quentin.

"What!?"

Kai Simmons’ face instantly changed upon hearing this, "That’s impossible! Sail Fenning is a top talent from the Earth List; how could Wyatt Barnes possibly kill him?"

Seeing Kai Simmons’ shocked expression, Evander realized even Kai Simmons hadn’t anticipated Wyatt’s talent to be so monstrous.

"It’s true. The news has spread not only among the Outer Sect area but likely throughout the Inner Sect as well."

Evander explained.

Upon hearing this, Kai Simmons’ expression grew increasingly complex. He suddenly realized that Wyatt Barnes’ progress seemed to outpace his own by a widening margin.

At the periphery of the Outer Sect, in an isolated courtyard, near a pavilion beside the front garden.

"Report to the elder: Sail Fenning is dead."

A burly man with a shocked expression strode in with tiger-like ferocity, speaking incredulously.

"What an interesting young man."

An elderly man sitting quietly in the pavilion sipping tea merely smiled faintly, seeming unfazed by the news.

"Elder, you... aren’t surprised?"

The burly man couldn’t help but ask.

"There’s nothing surprising. That young man doesn’t strike me as someone who would throw his life away."

The elder, clad in white robes with an air of immortality, gave the impression of being one with the pavilion and even the entire world around him.

"Elder, but Sail Fenning was Elder Dunn’s favorite... When Elder Dunn emerges from seclusion and learns of Sail Fenning’s death, there’s no way he’ll let this go easily."

The burly man continued.

"That is indeed a problem."

The white-robed elder nodded, then pondered briefly before smiling faintly, "For some reason, I feel confident about him... I’m genuinely curious how he’ll navigate the challenge posed by ’Abu Dunn.’"

Abu Dunn was Sail Fenning’s master, a powerful Inner Sect elder.

In the Moon Radiance Sect Inner Sect, there were nearly twenty Inner Sect elders.

And Abu Dunn ranked in the top three in strength among them... His power was unquestionable.

"Elder, aren’t you worried he might perish?"

The burly man asked.

"As I said, I have confidence in him... Now, you may leave."

The elder dismissed him.

"Understood."

Though unsure why the elder held such confidence in a mere disciple he’d only met once, the burly man withdrew without voicing his doubts. He dared not disobey the elder’s words.

After the burly man left, a Holy Stone appeared in the elder’s hand. The stone gleamed with an aura, evidently superior to a sixth-tier Holy Stone.

"Someone who can casually produce a fourth-tier Holy Stone cannot be ordinary... I wonder what his background is, being able to present such a treasure. This fourth-tier Holy Stone undeniably benefits my cultivation far more than sixth-tier stones, allowing me to practice without constant interruptions to swap stones and thereby affecting my progress."

The elder rotated the fourth-tier Holy Stone in his hand, murmuring softly.

Boom!!

Late at night, a deafening explosion threw Wyatt Barnes out of the second layer of the Seven Treasures Jewel Tower, his body wracked with piercing pain.

"Who’s there?!"

After resting for half a day, Wyatt’s mental strength had finally recovered somewhat. His expression turned grim, and he barked toward the outside.