Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1512: Sect Warehouse

Two months passed by in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Wyatt Barnes stepped out from the third floor of the Jewel Tower, feeling refreshed as he exited his room, his face glowing with a brilliant smile.

It was evident that Wyatt was in high spirits.

"I’ve finally made a breakthrough to the ’late stage of Entering the Saint Realm.’"

Letting out a relieved breath, the radiant smile on Wyatt’s face gradually faded, though a trace of it lingered.

In the outside world, two months had passed, whereas within the third floor of the Jewel Tower, ten months had gone by.

During these ten months, aside from training in Saint-grade martial arts techniques, Wyatt had primarily focused on cultivating his strength and had successfully completed his breakthrough, advancing to the late stage of Entering the Saint Realm.

However, after reaching the late stage of Entering the Saint Realm, Wyatt realized he was unable to wield the ’True Energy Weapon Condensation’ technique.

Curious about this, Wyatt specifically approached Trevor Baillie and learned that True Energy Weapon Condensation was a free-form technique that allowed one to coalesce True Energy into an independent weapon.

As for the type of weapon, it depended on the practitioner’s preference.

You could first form an arrow, then later form a sword—it was entirely at will, without restrictions.

Of course, among the three techniques mastered by Martial Artists who achieve Small Perfection at the Entering the Saint Realm, only the ’True Energy Weapon Condensation’ technique was unrestricted.

A True Energy Beast Condensation, once formed, could not change.

To coalesce True Energy into a beast, one could either use the essence blood of a Savage Beast or Sacred Beast, or rely on imagination.

However, True Energy Beasts formed through imagination were far less powerful compared to those formed using essence blood.

The former had only appearance and form, while the latter possessed appearance, form, and power!

So far, all the True Energy Beasts Wyatt had come across were of the former type.

This was due to the inherent difficulty of obtaining essence blood from Savage Beasts or Sacred Beasts.

The essence blood required for True Energy Beasts needed to come from either beasts with advanced bloodlines—such as the Dragonsmith Clan or Romero Tribe—or beasts at Small Perfection of Entering the Saint Realm or higher.

As such, unless one had an extraordinary background and a powerful figure extracting beast essence blood for them, very few could master the True Energy Beast technique using essence blood as a foundation.

"I have already fused with the essence blood of the Five-Clawed Demon Dragon... As long as I break through to Small Perfection of Entering the Saint Realm, I will be able to condense the Five-Clawed Demon Dragon with True Energy!"

This thought filled Wyatt with anticipation.

His True Energy Beast technique was mastered using the Five-Clawed Demon Dragon’s essence blood. Its incredible strength would be enough to crush over ninety-nine percent of his peers’ True Energy Beasts, whether Martial Artists or Taoists of the same level.

Defeating opponents above his level would not be impossible.

"Hmm?"

Not long after leaving the Jewel Tower, Wyatt noticed that, with a simple thought, he could condense his True Energy into a sword—a gigantic blade that hovered in the air before him.

With just a thought, the massive sword streaked across the sky, creating sharp swishing sounds as it cut through the air.

"It seems True Energy Weapon Condensation cannot be executed inside the Jewel Tower."

Wyatt exhaled in relief.

Earlier, he had worried about being unable to perform True Energy Weapon Condensation. That would have severely reduced his advantage in combat against Martial Artists and Taoists at the late stage of Entering the Saint Realm and above.

"True Energy Weapon Condensation?!"

Just as Wyatt became engrossed, commanding various weapons he formed out of True Energy to dance through the air as if addicted, a voice filled with astonishment came from outside.

Recognizing the voice immediately, Wyatt knew it was Trevor Baillie.

"Senior Brother."

With a single thought, Wyatt dispersed the ten-meter-long spear constructed with True Energy before looking at Trevor, greeting him with a smile.

Strangely, Trevor didn’t respond.

His eyes locked onto Wyatt as if he were seeing him for the first time.

Although Trevor knew Wyatt had broken through to ’Entering the Saint Realm,’ he had assumed Wyatt was merely still at the ’early stage.’

Little did he expect that during these two months of Wyatt’s return to the Sect, he would be hit with this ’surprise.’

Rather than calling it a surprise, it was more like a shock.

Less than half a year ago, Wyatt had merely been a Martial Artist at Small Perfection of the Transcending Mortal Realm, and now, he was already at the late stage of Entering the Saint Realm.

In the past, Trevor wouldn’t have believed in the existence of such a monstrous talent, not even if he were beaten to death.

"Senior Brother, did you come looking for me for something?"

Seeing Trevor staring blankly at him, Wyatt naturally understood what was on his mind. However, he was more curious as to why Trevor had sought him out.

If it wasn’t something important, Trevor wouldn’t have arrived so coincidentally.

It was then that Trevor regained his senses, but he didn’t immediately respond to Wyatt. Instead, he scanned Wyatt from head to toe, holding back for a long time before uttering two words, "Freak!"

Although it wasn’t the first time Wyatt had heard someone call him this, seeing Trevor, a respected Inner Sect Elder of the Moon Radiance Sect, call him the same made Wyatt chuckle wryly.

"Junior Brother, how on earth did you cultivate? It’s been less than six months, and you’ve managed to break through to the late stage of Entering the Saint Realm and master the True Energy Weapon Condensation technique."

Trevor couldn’t help but ask despite knowing it was likely one of Wyatt’s ’secrets.’ Of course, he had mentally prepared himself for Wyatt’s unwillingness to answer—even geniuses had their own secrets. His inquiry was a reflex, not a demand.

"Senior Brother, in less than half a year, breaking through from Small Perfection of the Transcending Mortal Realm to the late stage of Entering the Saint Realm... would you believe me?"

Instead of replying directly, Wyatt responded with a playful question.

"Previously, of course I wouldn’t believe it. But now, with the facts right in front of me, how can I not?"

Trevor replied with a bitter smile.

"And what if I claimed I understood secret techniques to conceal my cultivation, preventing anyone from detecting it with mental inquiry techniques?"

Wyatt smiled as he asked.

"This..."

Trevor was momentarily stunned.

Although the thought had crossed his mind, he had never heard of such secret techniques before.

"I see."

Trevor breathed a sigh of relief.

While the secret technique explanation was shocking, it was far less unbelievable than Wyatt advancing from Small Perfection in the Transcending Mortal Realm to the late stage of Entering the Saint Realm within half a year.

Compared side by side, this explanation was much easier to accept.

Seeing that Trevor believed his explanation, Wyatt sighed inwardly with relief.

At this moment, though, a faint sense of guilt arose within him.

Trevor genuinely cared about him, and yet he deceived him.

Of course, Wyatt knew why he had to do this.

The Jewel Tower was his greatest secret. If it were ever exposed, he would be doomed!

Wyatt knew Trevor well enough to trust his discretion if Trevor somehow learned the truth.

However, secrets couldn’t always be safely kept—even unwilling revelation didn’t guarantee silence.

For instance, there were spiritual techniques specifically designed to intrude upon souls and uncover every thought like an open book. Techniques like these were nearly impossible to defend against.

Considering this, Wyatt chose to keep the truth hidden.

He believed this approach was for Trevor’s benefit as well.

"Junior Brother, I’ve been coming by your place for half a month. Each time, you were shut away, so I didn’t disturb you."

Trevor said.

"You’ve been coming for half a month?"

Wyatt asked, surprised. "Senior Brother, is there something urgent?"

"Indeed."

Trevor nodded. "A great opportunity has come your way. You’ve always shown interest in rare and unusual materials... this time, you’ll have a chance to directly access the Sect’s ’Warehouse.’ With my backing, I’m certain you’ll be able to select whatever materials you desire from within."

Trevor had heard of Wyatt’s exploits acquiring unusual materials in Thames River City.

Upon hearing this, Trevor had fixated on the Moon Radiance Sect’s Warehouse.

Unfortunately, despite being a prominent Inner Sect Elder, Trevor rarely had the legitimacy to access the Warehouse.

The Warehouse was strictly opened for exceptional young disciples.

Even the Sect Leader rarely engaged with it.

"The Sect Warehouse?"

Wyatt asked in confusion, "What is that?"

"The Sect Warehouse is a repository of rare and arcane treasures... items accumulated by the Sect across generations. Some are undoubtedly unassuming treasures waiting to be discovered."

Trevor explained, "However, it’s typically restricted to outstanding Inner Sect disciples and only opens once a year."

"So, it’s close to opening this year?"

Wyatt asked, piqued by Trevor’s explanation. He realized the Warehouse might be an unexplored ’goldmine.’

"Yes."

Trevor nodded, "In half a month, the Sect will conduct a ’Hunting Event’ involving disciples under forty from the Inner Sect... whoever ranks at the top will gain access to the Sect Warehouse, where they can choose items they desire."