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Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 371 Many Doubts

Chapter 371 Many Doubts

CHAPTER 371 MANY DOUBTS

After Darren returned to the Chu Clan, he completed all necessary arrangements, including ordering

the three invited guardians to take action in times of crisis. If they acted at whim, they would break the

rules of all Holy Lands, which would trigger repression. At that time, if Darren were absent, there would

be trouble.

Satisfied with the preparations, Darren called the three elders to a private room.

One of the reasons Darren had undertaken this journey was to figure out his true identity.

"Elders, please tell me honestly, am I the son of the Chu Clan?" Darren asked directly.

The three elders froze for a moment. They didn't know what prompted Darren to ask this question.

From among them, the Chief Elder was the first to speak. "Darren, what made you question your

lineage? Of course, you are the biological son of Gavin. Unfortunately, your poor father was killed on

that day. Alas! We have never learned the identity of his murderer."

Darren probed the Chief Elder with his Spirit Power and found that he hadn't lied.

A frown appeared on Darren's face as a strange feeling coursed through him. Darren had been gifted

with a good memory—right since childhood, he could remember incidents that others had forgotten. He

was three years older than Belle and clearly remembered the busy scenes in the yard when his sister

was born. But Diana had said that he and Belle had not been birthed by the same mother.

So, who was his mother?

Creak.

At this time, the door opened, and a tall figure entered.

"I know the truth. You are correct. You are not Gavin's son," the man said.

Darren's elder uncle, Reed, had interrupted the conversation.

"What nonsense? I was present on the day of Darren's birth," the Third Elder declared. Agitation

coursed through him when he heard Reed's absurd response.

"Sir, what I have said is the truth. Gavin picked up Darren. No. It's not completely accurate to say so,"

Reed replied.

The elders were confused.

"Nonsense! Did you lose your mind again?" The Second Elder didn't believe it at all.

"Elders, let Uncle Reed continue his explanation. Let's start with whether I was picked up or not."

Darren had a feeling that he would learn the truth soon.

"On that day, I was in the backyard speaking with Gavin when a fireball shot across the sky and landed

in front of us.

We were terrified that it might explode after the disastrous landing. However, it remained on the

ground, without causing any damage. It looked like a big walnut. A few moments later, the fireball's

shell cracked and fell apart. When your father and I peered inside, we saw a baby. That baby was you.

Since this incident was too strange, Gavin asked me not to talk about it. He also found an unusual jade

tablet in the shell. I don't know where he put it. After he died, I tried looking for it, but I never found it,"

Reed recalled.

"Are you saying that I fell from the sky?" Darren asked astounded.

"Yes. That's the truth. We thought that since your origin was unusual, you must be a genius. Afterward,

we found that you didn't have any talent for martial arts. So, I began to bully and suppress you. Alas,

I'm sorry, Darren," Reed said regretfully.

"However, only two of us knew about this. Your father's other wives did want to harm you. In those

days, our clan was facing many crises. Their respective clans did not help. On the contrary, they tried

to hurt our families more. That was just hateful," Reed said bitterly.

"Forget it. Don't mention the past. As for those bitches, you can take some people with you and punish

them. If necessary, ask the invited guardians to help," Darren instructed. Darren abhorred the other

factions in the Chu Clan. After all, they were ruthless in their persecution of Belle and him.

"Okay, I understand. Darren, that's all I know about your lineage. I hope you aren't too upset about all

this. The Chu Clan will always support you," Reed replied.

"I know, Uncle Reed. I will figure this out. My origin will not affect my attitude toward my family. Don't

worry," Darren replied with a reassuring smile.

"That's great. We will leave now as you need rest," Reed said before leaving with the elders.

When alone, Darren contemplated Reed's explanation. He wondered how he had ended up in that

fireball. Another thought flashed through Darren's mind, chilling him to the bones. Could there be a

connection between his origin and his adoptive father's death?

'Father was killed inexplicably. His death had to be related to my origin.

The captain of the Governor's Office had reported that the person who killed my father had thunder

internal force. That skill is related to the Holy Land. Could someone from Lightning Holy Land have

murdered my father?'

The more he thought about all this, the more Darren felt the need to be with his father. Soon, he flew to

Gavin's grave.

Considering how much his abilities had improved, it was easier for Darren to probe his father's grave

for causes of death. What was more, his findings would be more accurate as well!

"I am sorry to offend you, father," Darren whispered as he kowtowed in front of the grave. Then, he

commanded the sword intent to open the tomb.

When Darren opened the coffin lid inside the grave, he saw a dried corpse.

With his spiritual sense, Darren perceived that there were remnants of a strong residual lightning power

on his father's neck!

He was very familiar with the lightning power.

'It belongs to the Holy Lord Landon.' Darren couldn't believe it. He quickly confirmed his findings by

using his Spirit Power. To verify his suspicions, Darren summoned the power of the rule. In a flash, his

eyes shone with a silvery light. exclusive content.

The light enabled him to see numerous green lightning sparks on the wounds that covered his father's

body. Since these were impossible to detect with the naked eye, Darren had thought of using the power

of the rule.

'Yes, it was the Holy Lord Landon! Why did he kill my father? Why did a Holy Lord kill a low-level

cultivator? Why?!' Darren was more confused now.

'Eh?' Suddenly, he noticed that something was wrong.

Something deep under the grave seemed to be beckoning to him.

Unable to avoid the attraction he felt toward the mysterious object, Darren placed the sword intent in

front of himself as a protective shield. Then, he began exploring deep underground. He stopped when

he found the two half-shells whose surface looked like walnuts.

'Is this the strange ball in which I was transported?' After recalling Reed's description, Darren was

nearly sure that these were the shells.

"Ah!" Darren shouted. Darren's eyes were still silvery white. What he didn't know was that a quirky rule

on the shell would trigger an invisible attack when exposed to an alien power. The explosive headache

distorted time and space before him.

Darren quickly got out of the state of silver-eyes. He whispered in shock, "It seems that space-time rule

is inscribed on the shells. This is so weird."

Darren put the shells into the Space Ring and buried the grave. Now that he knew who killed his

adoptive father, of course, he would get revenge.

'Reed said that a jade tablet is missing. Could Landon have taken it?' Darren wondered.

'Anyway, I must ask when I confront him!' Darren decided that he would find and punish Landon after

finishing other trivial matters.

But at this time, he still couldn't figure out why Landon had killed his father. Did Landon murder his

father for that jade tablet? Or did he have another purpose?

Darren couldn't figure it out. He knew that he needed to confront Landon to find answers.

Whoosh!

Since he was getting nowhere with these mysteries, Darren tried not to think too much about all this.

He rationalized that it would be easy to kill Landon with his current strength. Even if he couldn't, Darren

could ask Scott to help him. Landon wouldn't get away.

At this time, Darren did not know how wrong he was. Ordinary grand warriors could not confront the so-

called Holy Lord Landon. Dealing with him was not that simple.