CHAPTER 161 THE COMPLICATED THINGS (PART THREE)

Belle was infuriated too. Snorting with anger, she resumed, "They are nothing but a group of seedy,

disgusting cockroaches. I don't believe in the strength of those superior talents. If they confronted our

Holy Lord Diana and the rule masters at that time, those bastards wouldn't stand a single chance of

winning." Her words caught Darren's attention.

"Superior talents? Those who hit Elder Xenia are superior talents on the Talent Roll?" he asked, his

brows creasing together in wonder.

"Yes, that is what I heard. After the fight, we investigated those bastards, thinking we would get even

with them for what they did to my master. However, it turned out that they are on the Talent Roll and

were able to reach the Wonder Realm before they could even turn thirty. When you think of it, it is

pretty clear why their strength was so formidable and otherworldly. There simply wasn't a way for my

master to overcome the attacks by so many Wonder Realm fighters," Belle explained with frustration This belongs to - ©.

and disgust. After what had happened to her master, her deep-seated grudge towards the Chasm Clan

intensified even more. The Holy Lord Diana was originally planning of avenging Elder Xenia. But then,

after finding out who the attackers really were, she held back from striking back at them because she

knew that attacking them would very likely put the land and everyone in it in danger. So, everyone,

including Elder Xenia herself, kept silent about it instead. She knew that the land's safety always had to

come first.

Darren frowned, realizing how complex the situation actually was. "Do you know the actual ranks of

those people?" he asked.

Belle shook her head. And then, her eyes dilated as she remembered something important. "I am not

quite sure what their exact rankings are, but during the fight, one of them mentioned his own name -

Charlie," she answered.

"That is a pity," Darren murmured. He had hoped to get even an estimate of how strong the top 100

fighters on the list were so that if he ever got the chance to fight them one day, he would know how

strong he had to become so as to defeat them and get into the Talent Roll list.

As Darren thought about how strong the people on the Talent Roll were, Elder Xenia's weak and frail

voice interrupted his train of thought. "All right, Belle, let's drop the unpleasant topic and talk about

something else," she proposed, not wanting to dwell on the memory of her unpleasant experience any

longer. Even though she hated those men with all her being, there was a part of her that blamed herself

for going out of the Holy Land all by herself and causing so much trouble not just to herself, but

especially to her own land.

Noticing her sadness, Belle tried to appease her. "Don't worry, master! Once I become powerful

enough to win against them, I will take revenge for you. They will live to regret for what they have done

to you!" she said.

Her eyes were lit up with determination as she spoke.

They stopped talking about the fight and began chitchatting about the experiences Darren had gone

through on his way up to the Holy Land. After that, Darren went back to Belle's room and conversed

plainly and freely with Belle until the darkness of the night started to close in and he had to take his

leave.

After returning from Belle's room, Darren could not sleep at once. There were so many things on his

mind, making it impossible for him to rest.

He thought about the elder from the Ilmen Sect that the Blade Holy Land had taken custody of and

wondered if the elder could be Elder Thomas.

He also thought about the fact that Belle was not actually his real sister, making his own family history a

mystery that he had yet to find out. He wanted so badly to know who he really was. He had heard

before that his father was killed by someone from the Holy Lands, but he had no clue who did it and

why the person had killed his father.

To add to all of that, after learning that those who hurt Elder Xenia were on the Talent Roll, he knew

that he had to at least be able to climb up to the Wonder Realm if he were to win against them and get

into the Talent Roll himself. After all, the main purpose of his trip was to obtain the Primitive Stone, and

in order to do that, he had to defeat the top 100 fighters on the Talent Roll and go to the Raksa Sea

where the Primitive Stones were buried.

'Defeating as many as 100 mighty fighters will not be easy for me, especially given that they are all on

the Talent Roll. I need to at least have the strength of the Mysterious Realm so that I can defeat fighters

from the primary stage and the middle stage of the Wonder Realm, ' he thought to himself. Acquiring

the Primitive Stone seemed like nothing more than a distant dream to him in that moment. He knew

that he had such a long way to go, and he did not even know if he would be able to do it. For now, all

he could do was sigh in melancholy.

'I wonder, what will happen if I activate my Spirit Power?' An idea suddenly came into his mind.

'If I become an exceptional and accomplished rule cultivator, I will be able to easily make a lot of runes,

and my strength will become far more superior to the strength of the fighters on the Talent Roll.' He

suddenly remembered the book he had found in the Medicine Pavilion before.

He got the book by accident when he snatched an elixir from a man who had been defeated, but he

never really looked into it. He had completely forgotten about the book ever since; until this moment.

Thinking that the book might actually help him with his cultivation, he immediately took out the book

from his Space Ring.