Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1207: Not Interested

Chapter 1207: Chapter 1207: Not Interested

Lost Stone Forest, before a stone house carved out of a giant rock, a black figure stood there.

It was a tall, stern-faced youth dressed in black, his clothes fluttering in the wind, the young man himself exuding an elegant demeanor.

"Winnie, I will take you to meet my master."

The black-clothed youth was none other than Isaac Campbell, the direct disciple of the Martial Emperor of Lost Stone Forest.

Now, he was speaking to the stone house before him.

As for the master whom Isaac mentioned, he was the owner of Lost Stone Forest, Kingston Stone—the Martial Emperor.

And the person inside the stone house with its doors tightly shut was the silent woman in red who had followed him from Heaven Fortin Sect’s Wyatt Peak, Winnie Romero.

Throughout their journey, Winnie Romero did not mention her own name to Isaac nor did she speak to him, maintaining her silence.

Even now, several days after arriving at Lost Stone Forest, it was still the same.

The reason Isaac knew the name ’Winnie’ of Winnie Romero was that on that day at the Wyatt Peak of Heaven Fortin Sect, Kamari Gold and Fill Bear had called Winnie Romero ’Miss Winnie.’

"’Winnie’ is not for you to call."

As soon as Isaac finished speaking, a voice as cold as ice came from inside the stone house.

"I only know you as ’Winnie’."

Isaac replied with a faint smile, "Winnie, you are not a ’demon’; to have such a level of cultivation at your age speaks to rare talent... I have requested my master to consider taking you as his direct disciple if he is satisfied with your talent."

Direct disciple of the Martial Emperor!

A moment of silence fell within the stone house.

"Once I become his direct disciple, can I leave the Lost Stone Forest without having to honor the ’ten-year pact’ we made?" came the icy voice again after a while.

"To become the master’s direct disciple is naturally to stay in the Lost Stone Forest to cultivate. Only when you reach the pinnacle of the Martial Emperor Realm and possess enough strength are you allowed to go out... This is the rule set by the master."

Isaac smiled and said, "The master has set such rules not with any other intention but only out of concern that a direct disciple might suffer a loss if going out without sufficient skill and thus tarnish his reputation."

"I’m not interested."

The cold voice came out again, filled with a tone that repelled others from thousands of miles away.

Not interested?

The words that came from the stone house, which were Winnie Romero’s words, made Isaac momentarily stunned.

Are there actually people who have no interest in becoming a direct disciple of the Martial Emperor?

"Winnie, I hope you can think it over... Not just anyone can become a direct disciple of the Martial Emperor. I also spent much effort convincing the master to agree to assess your talent and, if possible, take you directly as a direct disciple."

Isaac spoke with patience.

However, although he appeared patient on the surface, his eyes were tinged with a touch of indifference.

His effort to persuade his master, the Martial Emperor Kingston Stone, to assess Winnie Romero’s talent was not merely to help Winnie Romero; it was far from his intention to have her become his master’s direct disciple.

Not to mention that his master may not favor Winnie Romero, even if he did, Isaac would try everything in his power to thwart Winnie Romero from becoming a direct disciple of the Martial Emperor.

Because yes, he didn’t really want Winnie Romero to become his master’s direct disciple.

After all, once Winnie Romero became his master’s direct disciple, she would become his martial sister, his equal, and no longer need to give him any consideration, let alone agree to become his woman.

His actions were meant to ’move’ Winnie Romero, and to have her be grateful to him.

In his eyes.

The position of a direct disciple of the Martial Emperor was merely ’bait’—a lure to hook Winnie Romero, the mermaid of beauty.

He intended to use this as a way to ease the tension between him and Winnie Romero.

For any normal martial artist, knowing that there was an opportunity to become a direct disciple of the Martial Emperor would undoubtedly be cause for great joy.

And for someone who had recommended them, they would be profusely grateful to their benefactor.

This was the effect he was looking for.

However, to his surprise, the woman inside the stone house appeared to have absolutely no interest in becoming a ’direct disciple of the Martial Emperor.’

This was completely beyond his expectations and disrupted his plans.

For a moment, he felt powerless as he realized that this ’breakthrough’ he had thought of to ease his relationship with Winnie Romero was utterly useless.

Yet, he was still somewhat unwilling to give up.

That is why he continued to persuade Winnie Romero with great patience.

"Get lost!"

Despite his patient persuasion outside the stone house, what he received in return was an extremely cold ’get lost’ from Winnie Romero, which made his complexion turn suddenly pale and green.

His eyes narrowed instantly, his gaze flashing coldly, and his expression turned extremely gloomy.

He, Isaac Campbell, the esteemed direct disciple of the Martial Emperor of Lost Stone Forest, Kingston Stone’s most cherished direct disciple—since when had he been turned away like this? When had anyone treated him in such a manner?

He was furious, feeling nothing but raging anger.

However, when the image of the woman inside the stone house and her unparalleled beauty appeared in his mind, the gloominess on his face vanished, replaced by indifference.

"Winnie, then I will leave for now... I’ll come to see you another day."

Isaac Campbell took a deep breath, suppressed the rage in his heart, and then turned to leave.

At the moment he turned, his expression darkened again, his eyes filled with intense coldness.

"Ten years... If you reject me, even if I cannot kill Wyatt Barnes, I will destroy you! The woman I, Isaac Campbell, cannot have, no one else should either," he muttered to himself as he swiftly moved away.

At the same time, his face was as ugly as it could be.

He had already made an agreement with his master, ’Kingston Stone Martial Emperor,’ and now he had been stood up by Winnie Romero—clearly, he was bound to get an earful.

And because he was Kingston Stone Martial Emperor’s most beloved direct disciple, if it had been another direct disciple who had dared to stand up Kingston Stone Martial Emperor, they wouldn’t have just been scolded; there would have been other penalties.

The ’Stone House’ lost within the Stony Forest may have been formed by hollowing out a boulder, but inside it was extremely clean and tidy, with every corner as though it had been cut by a knife or a sword, appearing very smooth.

The interior was simply furnished, with nothing more than a rectangular stone bed.

At present, atop the stone bed sat a woman in red, meditating cross-legged.

The red-clothed woman appeared to be in her early twenties, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. Her stunning beauty was covered with a layer of frost, emitting a chill that seemed to keep people at bay.

Additionally, her slightly furrowed brows made her seem like an ’Ice Beauty’ engulfed by flames.

The ’flames’ mentioned here naturally referred to the red clothing she wore, which was as red as raging fire.

"Brother Barnes, are you back at Heaven Fortin Sect now?"

At some point, the red-clothed woman slowly opened her enchanting autumn-like eyes and whispered softly, full of dependence and longing for Wyatt Barnes.

Since losing her memory, she had been following Wyatt Barnes. This was the first time she had been away from him this long.

Her heart was somewhat panicked.

Ten years.

She wasn’t certain whether her Brother Barnes could truly elevate his cultivation within ten years to have the strength to rescue her from the Stony Forest.

After all, there was a Martial Emperor who resided in the Stony Forest, Isaac Campbell’s master.

Originally full of confidence in her Brother Barnes, her journey to the Stony Forest had gradually made her calm down.

For a Martial Emperor to break through to the ’Emperor Realm’ was extremely difficult.

Even among the current Martial Emperors of the Cloud Skies Continent, there were few, with not more than ten known publicly.

Some Martial Emperors had even understood six or seven types of Emperor Realm mysteries to the ’ninth level,’ yet still failed to break through to the ’Martial Emperor Realm.’

This illustrates just how difficult it was to make such a breakthrough.

Although her Brother Barnes was a prodigy, far beyond ordinary people, becoming one of the less than ten publicly recognized Martial Emperors on the Cloud Skies Continent was still challenging.

For this reason, she was uncertain if her Brother Barnes could rescue her within ten years.

"If Brother Barnes can’t get me out... then I can only wait to see him again after ten years," she thought.

As Winnie Romero thought about having to wait ten years to see the man who haunted her dreams, her heart ached—an oppressive, heart-wrenching pain.

Since losing her memory, this was the first time she had felt this way.

Ten years is neither long nor short.

But for Winnie Romero, life in the Stony Forest felt like an eternity each day.

If she could, she wouldn’t want to remain here for a moment longer.

Time quietly passed.

Nearly a month swiftly went by.

One day, the area outside the ’Stony Forest’ welcomed an uninvited guest—a purple-clothed young man who had come from the southeast, dusty and travel-worn.

The purple-clothed young man seemed to be around twenty-five years old, with starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows, extraordinarily handsome.

His dashing appearance alone was enough to captivate countless women.

"This is the ’Stony Forest’?"

The purple-clothed young man murmured to himself as he looked at the stone forest before him, his eyes flashing sharply as though they could shoot out flames.

This purple-clothed young man was none other than Wyatt Barnes, who had hurried here all the way from the Wyatt Peak of Heaven Fortin Sect!

"These ’Inscription Formations’... most are ’Illusionary Arrays.’

Wyatt’s eyes were sharp, instantly seeing through the details of the stone forest before him, which housed numerous ’Inscription Formations,’ mostly ’Illusionary Arrays,’ with a few ’Killing Arrays.’

Wyatt could tell.

Most of these ’Inscription Formations’ were set up by Martial Emperor Realm inscriptionists, with a few ’Killing Arrays’ made by Martial Emperor inscriptionists.

"Kingston Stone Martial Emperor is not an ’Inscriptionist.’

From this, Wyatt easily deduced that point.

If Kingston Stone Martial Emperor were an ’Inscriptionist,’ he would surely set up the Inscription Formations in his own ’lair’ personally.

After all, Inscription Formations set by a Martial Emperor Realm inscriptionist were not comparable to those by a Martial Emperor inscriptionist.

"Hmph!"

Confronted by the multitude of Inscription Formations within the stone forest, Wyatt Barnes snorted softly, showing no fear as he stepped forward, ready to enter.

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