CHAPTER 501 PALS ARE IN TROUBLE (PART ONE)

At the onset of Darren's confident statement, the two elders' doubting eyes flashed with a shadow of

half-heartedness. Yet, they chose to suppress the feeling within them and dared not verbalize it—they

had a high reverence for Darren to do so.

However, no matter how hard they acted normal and tried to hide their apparent stand about the issue,

Darren keenly detected the glints of doubt in their eyes. Knowing that they did not believe his words,

Darren's desire to improve grew within him more intensely. In Horace's mind, there lingered the

question, 'How is it possible that Darren is going to improve his strength within just three years from the

level of being able to kill a one-star grand warrior to the level of killing a four-star or even a five-star

grand warrior?'

As he thought about it, Horace had come to think about Finley. That, even Finley, a potential holy

emperor, was unable to do that. It might also take him many years to be able to advance at that stage.

"Horace, Rocky, I believe you will have to stay here to deal with some minor problems. I have to leave

first," breaking the ice that froze them awkwardly, Darren said his farewell and did not say too much.

"Okay," the two grand-elders replied shortly with a nod.

With the grand-elders' consent, Darren lurched and soared into the sky like a bird freed from captivity.

As swift as he could, he flew out of the region away from the Red Inferno Sect.

There were vast stretches of mountains outside the Red Inferno Sect, luscious and paved with

evergreen trees. Creatures of varied species were scattered across the plains, and Darren enjoyed

seeing such life forms. As he neared his destination, Darren randomly landed on an isolated peak.

Now that he was alone and had all the time in the world, all he needed was to concentrate. He was

diverting all his attention on how to improve his cultivation base in the fastest way possible.

"How can I improve my strength quickly?" murmured Darren as he had some self-reflections amidst the

vast and peaceful land.

In all truths, even Darren himself was kind of unsure that he could take merely three years to reach the

level of being able to kill a five-star grand warrior.

Especially, after having witnessed the fervid battle between Eddy and the leader of the law enforcers,

Darren was humbled and felt that his strength was too weak. Unfortunately, to his disadvantage, the

space passage had been sealed off. That would signify that he had to improve his strength as soon as

possible, and the idea alone annoyed him—much more the pressure.

"Right now, my talent is still far from enough!" the confused young warrior talked to himself in soliloquy.

At those moments of self-questionings, Darren recalled that Finley told him once, that there were

higher levels of talents above the talent of the Heaven Degree. If he wanted to improve his cultivation

base sooner and faster, it would be essential to boost his talent.

However, the problem Darren had at hand was, he could not find appropriate targets to absorb their

talents. On the other hand, even though he could locate them, he was not strong enough to hunt them

down, kill them, and assimilate what they had. Thus, he had to look for other alternatives as of the

moment.

"Inside my Space Ring, there are tens of thousands of demonic cores from grand demonic monsters. I

can use them to improve my cultivation base as of now," whispered Darren as he thought of a

temporary solution to his dilemma.

The moment his cultivation base had improved, Darren's bloodline force, the one that he had obtained

in the Raksa Sea, would be activated, which would enhance his strength consequently.

After having decided on what to do, he dug a cave at will and put out a large number of demonic cores

from his Space Ring. One by one, Darren began to assimilate the spiritual energy in them with all

hopes of increasing his cultivation base. In his eagerness to have more and more, Darren, at the same

time, had fully used his talents to absorb the spiritual energy in nature.

By all these means, even though the progress of accelerating Darren's cultivation base was still slow, it

was way much faster compared to other warriors' cultivation at level-one Heaven Degree talent.

Time passed rather quickly on that secluded peak while Darren was cultivating. It had been three

months since that day he landed on that peaceful place with the conviction of having his cultivation

base improved.

"By the look and feel of it, I can say that I am already at the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm."

After Darren had completed the inspection of his cultivation base, he was delighted.

Within just three months, he had arrived at the top level of the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm.

That was quite an achievement; thus, he assumed that it was just right and proper for him to be proud

of himself.

"Indeed, the talent degree is important to the improvement of cultivation base," murmured Darren with

an accomplished aura on his face.

On the contrary, the fact remained that though he had made quite an advancement, the level that he

had attained right now was quite farfetched from his target—in short, his cultivation level fell too short.

If, by any luck, he reached the Grand Realm in three years' time or sooner, he would be able to kill a

four-star grand warrior at the top level, or best an ordinary five-star grand warrior.

Once Darren succeeded at doing that, his bloodline level would improve significantly, and so would the

strength of his Blade and Sword Domain. The improvement of these bloodlines and skills that he had

would only mean one thing, and that was his combat power would progress tremendously and to an

extraordinary extent.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Just as Darren had enough motivation to continue his cultivation, the contact bead in his Space Ring Belongs © to .

sounded an alert.

"Darren, are you all right?

I am afraid that Timothy and I will be unable to help you. I hope you can save your sister successfully."

Abelard's voice came out of the contact bead. He sounded like he was apprehensive for Darren, which

made the latter confused as to what made him behave so.

"No worries, Abelard! I have resolved my affairs. What's wrong with you?" responded Darren abruptly

as he was eager to have his mind cleared off at the thought of what was troubling Abelard at the

moment.

Yet, staring at his Space Ring, Darren grew annoyed as he remembered the last time that Abelard sent

him a message through the contact bead. Darren responded immediately, but he, in return, did not get

any messages back again. Waiting in vain frustrated him a lot, and that made him curse Abelard,

though he was miles away from him.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

This time, however, soon after Darren sent his response, Abelard replied.

"Alas, Timothy is in bad shape! He has been severely injured. We are now hiding inside a protective

device, but I am afraid it will not last long before we get caught. I think I have to say goodbye to you for

the last time in my life, buddy," Abelard hollered in fear and desolation.