Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1229: A World of Difference

Chapter 1229: Chapter 1229: A World of Difference

Now there were only three people left, including Wyatt Barnes.

The three of them were the ones below the "Fourth level of the Martial Emperor Realm," and their living quarters for the next half year were completely different from the other two groups.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The three of them followed the elder toward another side of Mystic Profound Peak.

"For the next half year, I and another disciple of the Martial Emperor from our Mystic Profound Peak will protect you... I am Blaze Myers, a disciple of the Martial Emperor from Mystic Profound Peak."

The elder said to Wyatt and the other two.

Disciple of the Martial Emperor!

Upon hearing Blaze Myers’s words, aside from Wyatt, who had been calm from start to finish, the other two were somewhat shocked.

However, after thinking about Blaze Myers’s previous remark, they exchanged glances and were at a loss for words.

Protection?

As a place of cultivation for the Martial Emperor, known as "Mystic Profound Peak," which was usually off-limits to outsiders, how could anyone pose a threat to them?

If no one could threaten them, then the talk of "protection" was out of the question.

"Protection is false, surveillance is the reality."

The two thought to themselves.

Not long ago, Blaze Myers had said that anyone who comes to Mystic Profound Peak to participate in the selection of Martial Emperor disciples and apprentices cannot flee when facing the battle, and at least needs to participate in one round of selection.

"Introduce yourselves."

Soon, Blaze Myers spoke again.

Upon hearing Blaze Myers’ words, aside from Wyatt, the other two couldn’t help but be stunned.

They knew very well that Blaze Myers asked them to introduce themselves because he had an ulterior motive.

Such insignificant individuals’ names were beneath Blaze Myers’ notice.

Now that Blaze Myers was asking for their names, the purpose was clear—he wanted to know the name of the other purple-robed young man.

Sure enough, as the two of them introduced themselves, Blaze Myers merely nodded nonchalantly, not caring at all.

His gaze fell on Wyatt, who had not yet spoken, and he asked indifferently, "What is your name?"

"Wyatt Barnes."

Wyatt responded lightly, never once raising his head to look at Blaze Myers.

Blaze Myers felt somewhat annoyed—an insignificant youngster at the First level of the Cave Void Realm daring to put on airs in front of him?

"Hmph! The name is not bad. Too bad you chose the wrong path," Blaze Myers scoffed.

Hearing Blaze Myers’ words, Wyatt was unfazed, treating it as if a breeze had merely brushed by his ear.

The other two, however, nodded in agreement, unsure if Wyatt could survive the next half year, and looked at him with slightly more pity.

Quickly, Blaze Myers led Wyatt and the other two to the mid-mountain area on another side of Mystic Profound Peak.

There, there were two spacious stone platforms.

Between the two platforms stretched a long flight of stairs.

Within the upper platform, there stood a pavilion, encircled by a layer of white mist, resembling a ’fairy palace’ from a wonderland.

The white mist around this pavilion was converging from all directions.

"Origin-gathering Array."

Wyatt raised his eyebrow, immediately recognizing that there was an Inscription Array on the stone platform where the pavilion was located.

This Inscription Array gathered all the inner energy from top-grade and the finest original stones, creating an excellent environment for cultivation.

Cultivating within this pavilion was extremely efficient.

However, this only applied to ordinary martial artists.

For Wyatt, even the inner energy sourced from the finest original stones, gathered together by the "Origin-gathering Array," wasn’t of much help.

His progress in cultivation was already advancing at an astonishing pace—beyond what ordinary people could compare to.

Even if the energy from the finest original stones were gathered together, it would merely be the icing on the cake for him—hardly worth mentioning.

"That pavilion on the stone platform has an ’Origin-gathering Array’... This Origin-gathering Array was personally arranged by an Inscription Master of the Martial Emperor Realm at the request of our Mystic Profound Peak’s Martial Emperor," Blaze Myers began to explain the pavilion as Wyatt observed it, "Cultivating there, one’s progress in cultivation is extremely fast, no less than directly absorbing energy from the finest original stones."

Hiss! Hiss!

Hearing Blaze Myers’ words, the other two couldn’t help but take a sharp breath, their eyes burning with a passionate gaze as they looked toward the distant pavilion.

"The other stone platform..."

As Blaze Myers’ gaze shifted, the eyes of Wyatt and the others followed to the other stone platform at the foot of the stairs.

Compared to the one above, this platform left much to be desired.

Or rather, it was absolutely deficient!

In comparison to the upper platform, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.

On this platform, there stood huts made of miscellaneous grasses and woods, randomly constructed. These huts were scattered around the platform, looking very meager.

"You all pick any hut on this platform to live in... For the next half year, you must not leave a thousand-meter radius from here, otherwise, you will be considered as fleeing from battle, and you’ll be on a path to death!" Blaze Myers said to Wyatt and the others, his tone growing heavier at the end.

"Don’t harbor any false hopes!"

Blaze Myers’ gaze especially fell on Wyatt as he continued, "This place will be guarded by me and another disciple of the Martial Emperor from our Mystic Profound Peak for the next half year. Normally, one will go out to receive people while the other guards this area."

"Blaze Myers, Sir, are we... are we going to live in these thatched cottages?"

The other two couldn’t help but frown at the sight of the cottages, their faces full of disdain.

"What’s the matter? You think they’re dirty?"

Blaze Myers sneered, "If you really find them so dirty, you can improve your own living environment... Besides, there’s something I need to remind you of."

Here, Blaze Myers paused, then continued: "Here, fighting to the death is allowed... If the weak die, we won’t intervene!"

As he spoke, Blaze Myers glanced at Wyatt Barnes.

As Blaze Myers’s words fell, the other two, showing fear, simultaneously turned to look at Wyatt Barnes.

For a moment, their spirits lifted considerably.

Compared to this young man in purple, they were undoubtedly much safer since they were both at the ’Third Level of the Martial Emperor Realm.’

And in this place, the strongest martial artists were only at the ’Third Level of the Martial Emperor Realm.’

"Go ahead."

After saying this, Blaze Myers left, disappearing without a trace.

Suddenly, the three, including Wyatt Barnes, descended from the air.

"Young Brother Wyatt, you’ve been too impulsive... With your strength, in this place, you probably won’t last half a year," one of them said to Wyatt Barnes with a sigh.

"Keep a low profile, and you might live a little longer... If I were you, I’d find a cottage to live in and then shut the doors until the selection for the Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers begins half a year later," the other one hummed, his look full of mockery towards Wyatt Barnes for not knowing the gravity of his situation.

Seeing that Wyatt Barnes remained silent, the two felt bored and didn’t say anything more.

Momentarily, the three found themselves upon a stone platform scattered with thatched cottages.

"How foul!"

As they approached, the brows of the other two instantly furrowed, and their expressions soured.

At that moment, Wyatt Barnes also smelled the stench wafting towards him.

The stink originated from the cottages before them.

To be precise, it came from the weeds on the cottages that were filled with the smell of bird and beast droppings, strikingly pungent.

"Compared to this, the pavilion on the stone platform above is simply ’heaven’!"

Their gazes naturally shifted upward to the pavilion on the stone platform above, a place where anyone would dream to live and cultivate.

"However, that place should be the dwelling of the Mystic Profound Peak’s Martial Emperor disciples watching over us," one of them guessed.

"That sounds right," the other nodded.

"To live in such a godforsaken place for half a year... How could anyone bear it?"

Very quickly, the two sighed while looking at the cottages before them.

"Otherwise... what if we don’t live in the cottages? What about cultivating on some distant rock or cultivating in mid-air?"

One of them offered a suggestion.

"This is a good idea!" the other man’s eyes brightened.

"You think you’re the only ones who can come up with that idea?"

That’s when Wyatt Barnes spoke up, saying indifferently, "Look at the footprints at the doors of these cottages, clearly many people have moved in... Do you think they’re willing to live there?"

Just as the other two were taken aback, a familiar voice clearly entered their ears.

"Those who do not wish to fight and linger more than ten meters from their dwellings, die!"

They could tell it was Blaze Myers’s voice.

Though Blaze Myers’s message was brief, its meaning was unmistakably clear.

You either fight and compete with others, or you stay honestly within ten meters of the cottages and enjoy the special aroma inside.

Hearing Blaze Myers’s words, the other two paled and hastily each found an unclaimed cottage and darted inside, completely out of sight.

Wyatt Barnes also chose a cottage and went inside.

The cottage was empty; if one wanted to cultivate, they had no choice but to sit cross-legged in mid-air.

The stench inside the cottage grew even stronger, but it did not bother Wyatt Barnes at all—he even found it strange, "I actually don’t mind these smells... How odd."

But what Wyatt Barnes didn’t know was that in the portion of his memory that he had lost, there lay a past life on Earth.

In his previous life, he was the strongest Weapon King on Earth, and in his career as a special forces soldier and mercenary, he had countless experiences braving the elements, facing the most adverse environments.

For him back then, the stink emanating from the cottages was nothing.

Although he had lost those memories now, he could still instinctively tolerate these foul odors and not feel too disgusted.

Sitting cross-legged in the air, Wyatt Barnes slowly closed his eyes, focusing on cultivating.

Nine Dragons War Sovereign, the seventh transformation!

At present, with only the ’First Level of the Cave Void Realm’ in his cultivation, he could only practice the seventh transformation of the Nine Dragons War Sovereign. Only by breaking through to the ’Transforming Void Realm’ would he be able to practice the ’eighth transformation.’

For him, the ’Transforming Void Realm’ was not far off.

Boom!!

Wyatt Barnes hadn’t realized how long he had been cultivating until a loud noise startled him awake; someone had kicked open the door of his cottage.

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