Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1476: The Power of the Sun Shooting Bow

"Hmm, he’s been with me for a long time."

Jerry Garcia nodded and said nostalgically, "Over a hundred years ago, when I was still young, I was the Young Master of the Garcia Clan, a prominent family in the area under the jurisdiction of the Moon Radiance Sect... And he was my sparring ’martial boy’ back then."

"Later, he joined me in entering the Moon Radiance Sect, and that brings us to today."

Speaking of this, Jerry Garcia’s expression turned gentle.

Wyatt Barnes nodded, his thoughts aligning with Jerry’s explanation.

Wyatt politely declined Jerry Garcia’s invitation, then left the Inner Sect area and returned to the Outer Sect area.

Just as he arrived near his independent courtyard, Wyatt saw a familiar figure standing outside.

Seeing this figure, Wyatt’s eyes lit up, and he called out with a grin, "Baer Bear!"

"Senior Brother Barnes."

Hearing Wyatt’s greeting, Baer Bear turned around, his face full of excitement. "I didn’t expect so much to happen while I was in seclusion... Wyatt, you’re incredible! This time, our Hill Mountain City can truly hold its head up high."

Clearly, Baer Bear had learned of Wyatt’s recent feats after coming out of seclusion.

He had heard about Wyatt killing Sail Fenning, defeating Inner Sect disciples, and overpowering Center Montes.

When he first heard about it, he had been stunned into a daze, unable to process it immediately.

In the face of Baer Bear’s excitement, Wyatt remained calm, simply offering a faint smile. "Baer Bear, I came looking for you last time, but you happened to be in seclusion... Now that you’ve emerged, I should transfer the merit points our teacher gave you."

Raising his hand, Wyatt produced a crystal card and spoke.

"Senior Brother, you should keep those merit points for yourself," Baer Bear chuckled.

"Are you sure you want me to keep them? Are you sure you won’t use them to borrow top-grade Saint Realm martial arts?"

Wyatt gave Baer Bear a deep look, which made Baer a bit embarrassed.

He hadn’t considered this before.

He had only thought that those merit points would have greater utility in Wyatt’s hands.

"Alright, quit dawdling like an old man!"

Wyatt said with some impatience.

Finally, Baer Bear took out his own crystal card.

However, when he saw the amount of merit points Wyatt had transferred, he exclaimed, "Senior Brother Barnes, this isn’t right! I remember the teacher’s merit points for me were two thousand... Why did you transfer twenty-five thousand?"

"Two thousand merit points are hardly enough for anything. With these twenty-five thousand, you can not only borrow top-grade Saint Realm martial arts but also buy an Earth-grade sacred weapon engraved with two-star Saint Markings."

Wyatt explained, "This is all I can do for you. As for the merit points you’ll need to borrow top-grade Saint Realm martial arts in the future, you’ll have to earn them yourself."

"Senior Brother Barnes."

Hearing Wyatt’s words, Baer Bear’s eyes turned red. Of course, he understood Wyatt’s intention to help him.

Even the Hill Mountain City Lord, his teacher, probably didn’t possess an Earth-grade sacred weapon engraved with two-star Saint Markings.

"Alright, hurry up and head to the Hall of Merit."

Wyatt didn’t wait for Baer Bear to respond and headed back to his courtyard.

Transferring such a large amount of merit points to Baer Bear was a carefully considered move on Wyatt’s part.

At the moment, Wyatt had thoroughly offended Inner Sect Elder Evander Mullins in the Moon Radiance Sect... If Evander decided Wyatt was too challenging to deal with, he would likely target Baer Bear and Cloud Ling instead.

If Baer Bear and Cloud Ling lacked the ability to protect themselves, they were bound to suffer.

Even though Evander had never intended to spare Hill Mountain City’s people, the current conflict had been incited by Wyatt.

Thus, Wyatt didn’t want Baer Bear and Cloud Ling to suffer unwarranted misfortune because of him.

Three days later, Trevor Baillie would finish engraving the Saint Markings onto the Solar Bow. During those three days, Wyatt entered the second level of the Jewel Tower and trained inside for nine days before emerging.

At that point, three days had passed outside.

This time, Wyatt headed alone to Trevor Baillie’s residence.

"Here’s your sacred weapon."

Trevor handed the Solar Bow to Wyatt, who immediately prepared to test it in the front courtyard of Trevor’s residence, where there was a massive rock—not just any ordinary rock.

"With your current ability and this sacred weapon paired with the ’Piercing Saint Markings’... it’d be a bit tough to pierce through this boulder," Trevor remarked to Wyatt.

The rock was unique to the Martial Dao Sacred Land, its refined metal materials even usable for creating sacred weapons.

Of course, it could only be used for crafting Human-grade sacred weapons.

Even so, piercing through such a large piece of rock wasn’t an easy feat.

Trevor’s comment didn’t elicit a response from Wyatt. Instead, Wyatt raised the Solar Bow.

True Energy surged out of his right hand, quickly forming into an arrow that he notched onto the bowstring. He then pulled the bowstring.

"Is this the ’Piercing Saint Markings’?"

As Wyatt pulled the bowstring, his focus shifted to the faint markings on the bowstring, which were clearly the three-star Saint Markings—’Piercing Saint Markings’—engraved by Trevor.

Without hesitation, Wyatt fused his True Energy into the markings, activating them.

In an instant, the Piercing Saint Markings activated.

Simultaneously, Wyatt could distinctly feel a profound transformation in the True Energy arrow on the bowstring, as though it suddenly gained the power to pierce through everything.

Taking a deep breath, Wyatt pulled the bowstring to its limit.

Squeak! Squeak!

...

The bowstring emitted sharp, piercing noises as it was drawn, making Trevor keep his eyes fixed on Wyatt.

Trevor wanted to see just how powerful this Martial Dao prodigy, who had caused such a stir in the Outer Sect, could be when wielding a bow engraved with the Piercing Saint Markings.

With the bow fully drawn, Wyatt’s back arched and seemed to transform into another taut bow, merging with his weapon.

Suddenly, the drawn bow trembled violently.

The next moment, the arrow on the bowstring flashed forward like a streak of light, piercing the enormous rock ahead with a soft thud, leaving behind a bottomless hole.

Thunk!

Before Trevor could fully react, another noise came, and the arrow that had pierced the rock shot through the thick courtyard wall beyond and continued outward.

"Ah!!"

A scream rang out from outside, causing Wyatt to freeze momentarily. "Wait... Did I hit someone?"

Wyatt’s expression turned peculiar. Who had such bad luck?

He moved quickly to the gates of Trevor’s residence and saw, beyond the courtyard wall, an Inner Sect disciple limping away from the scene, showing no inclination to confront him.

Clearly, Trevor’s prestige as a three-star Saint Markings master in the Moon Radiance Sect was highly respected.

Wyatt thought to himself.

This wasn’t hard to understand.

Even the Sect Leader and the Saint Realm powerhouses of the Moon Radiance Sect treated three-star Saint Markings masters like Trevor with utmost reverence.

The lesser disciples certainly wouldn’t dare to cross him.

The injured Inner Sect disciple was likely under the direct tutelage of an Inner Sect elder.

As the disciple of an elder, he undoubtedly knew that Trevor was not someone who could be trifled with.

When Wyatt returned to Trevor’s courtyard, he found Trevor staring at him with a "looking-at-a-monster" expression.

"Elder Baillie, truly, your skills as a three-star Saint Markings master are extraordinary. The power of the Piercing Saint Markings is incredible," Wyatt praised.

Thinking back to the destructive force unleashed by his arrow, Wyatt couldn’t help but marvel.

Not only had the arrow pierced through the massive rock, but it also shot through the thick wall, even injuring an unfortunate passerby.

"Are you really just a Martial Artist at the Small Perfection stage of the Transcending Mortal Realm?"

Trevor ignored Wyatt’s praise, instead staring at him intently and muttering.

"What—Elder Baillie, do you want to use a spiritual technique to verify me?"

Wyatt shook his head.

To his surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, Trevor’s spiritual energy enveloped Wyatt, as if attempting to check his innermost being... At that moment, Wyatt felt as though he stood bare before the world, stripped of all secrets.

Wyatt sighed inwardly, not expecting Trevor would actually examine him using spiritual techniques.

And yet, he couldn’t muster anger.

After all, his own words had practically invited it; it was like shooting himself in the foot.

"You truly are at Small Perfection in the Transcending Mortal Realm! You’re really a little monster."

Trevor drew in a sharp breath and murmured.

At this moment, his thoughts solidified—Wyatt’s fabricated "master" might be real after all.

If not for a mysterious and strong master backing him, how could Wyatt be so exceptionally talented?

Trevor’s reasoning felt straightforward and unquestionable.

"With your current strength, you’re qualified to rank among the top on the Earth List... Once you break through to the Great Perfection stage of the Transcending Mortal Realm, even the first-ranking spot on the Earth List might have to step down for you."

Trevor spoke with a complicated expression as he looked at Wyatt.

"Does Elder Baillie really have that much faith in me?"

Wyatt asked with a grin.

"Hmph! I have faith in the Saint Markings I engraved."

Trevor snorted, clearly unwilling to admit his admiration.

Whenever Trevor recalled giving away a three-star Saint Marking for free, it felt like a knife cutting through his heart...

A single three-star Saint Marking, just the materials alone, would cost at least two to three hundred thousand merit points in the Moon Radiance Sect.

If Wyatt could hear Trevor’s thoughts, he’d surely curse him.

Two to three hundred thousand merit points to engrave a Saint Marking, yet it sells for over a million? What a rip-off!

"Elder Baillie, can I start learning Saint Markings from you today?"

Wyatt’s eyes lit up as he asked.

"Since I’ve promised you, I won’t go back on my word... However, the path of Saint Markings isn’t something you can learn just by wanting to—success depends on talent. Prepare yourself mentally for that."

Trevor pre-emptively warned Wyatt.