Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1242 Easton Sutton

Chapter 1242: Chapter 1242 Easton Sutton

Blaze Myers soon discovered.

Hearing his words, the young man in purple in front of him suddenly laughed, a laugh that made Blaze’s heart bristle with uneasiness.

"Martial Emperor’s personal disciple, you say?"

The smile on Wyatt Barnes’s face quickly faded, and a glint of sharpness flashed through his eyes, revealing a hint of fighting spirit in their depths.

Of course, this was something Blaze failed to notice.

Otherwise, he would surely have been scared.

If you said that Wyatt’s strength surpassed that of most Martial Emperor disciples at Mystic Profound Peak, Blaze would believe it.

But to say he could defeat a Martial Emperor’s personal disciple, that he did not believe.

Meanwhile, higher up on the side of Mystic Profound Peak, near a stone platform in front of a solitary pavilion, three figures suddenly appeared.

If Wyatt had been there, he would have immediately recognized that the leader of the three was none other than ’Vihaan Wright’.

"You all may leave."

At this time, Vihaan spoke indifferently, addressing the two people behind him.

"Yes."

The two of them complied and left.

After they left, Vihaan looked at the solitary pavilion in front of him, bowed respectfully, and greeted, "Senior Brother Sutton."

Following Vihaan’s words, a figure materialized out of thin air in front of the pavilion, it was a young man dressed in blue, of average build and ordinary appearance.

However, the black mole above his right eyebrow was particularly conspicuous.

"Vihaan, what do you want to see me for?"

The young man in blue was none other than one of the three top personal disciples of the Martial Emperor at Mystic Profound Peak, ranked second, ’Easton Sutton’.

"Senior Brother Sutton, about the selection for Martial Emperor’s disciples and apprentices three days from now... I would like to request a ’supervisor’ spot from you."

In front of Easton Sutton, Vihaan barely dared to breathe too loudly as he spoke respectfully.

A ’supervisor’ is someone responsible for overseeing certain parts of the selection for Martial Emperor’s disciples and apprentices that will take place in three days, tasked with monitoring a group of participants and recording their performance.

Above the supervisor is the ’judge’.

The judges are two personal disciples of the Martial Emperor, and ’Easton Sutton’ is one of them.

Therefore, Easton has the authority to appoint ’supervisors’.

"Why have you suddenly taken an interest in this?"

Easton asked, clearly curious.

"Senior Brother Sutton, to be honest... the reason I want to be a ’supervisor’ is because I want to kill someone!"

Vihaan said with some gritted teeth.

In front of Easton, he did not hide anything, nor did he dare to.

If he did and Easton found out, Vihaan knew the outcome would not be favorable.

To put it nicely, he was Easton Sutton’s ’right-hand man’; to put it harshly, just a pawn, a ’dog’ that could be summoned at will.

Whoever he was ordered to bite, he had to bite!

For the master, no matter how much they might value their ’dog’ normally, the day the ’dog’ bites them, they would kill the ’dog’ without any hesitation.

"Oh?"

Easton’s eyes flickered, his interest piqued, "How could you, a dignified disciple of the Martial Emperor, have a grudge with someone participating in the selection for Martial Emperor’s disciples and apprentices?"

"Senior Brother Sutton, my younger brother ’Bryant Wright’ was killed by him."

Vihaan said with an aggrieved face.

"Bryant was killed by him?"

Hearing Vihaan’s words, Easton’s expression darkened.

At Mystic Profound Peak, aside from a very few Martial Emperor disciples and apprentices who choose ’neutrality’, most have chosen their ’factions’.

Either they choose the faction of Easton, the second personal disciple of the Martial Emperor, or the faction of another Martial Emperor’s third personal disciple.

The two factions are in opposition.

Both Vihaan and Bryant belonged to Easton’s side.

Now, learning that someone from his own faction was killed, a surge of anger was inevitable in Easton’s eyes.

As the saying goes, "Even when beating a dog, one should watch the owner!"

In his view, someone daring to kill Bryant was tantamount to disregarding him.

"He managed to kill Bryant, which implies his strength isn’t weak... Are you sure you can kill him to avenge Bryant?"

Soon, Easton’s expression calmed, and he asked indifferently.

"Yes!"

Vihaan nodded firmly, confident in his own strength.

Unless it was someone on the level of a Martial Emperor’s personal disciple or some exceptionally powerful pinnacle-level Martial Emperor, he was confident in dealing with anyone else.

"Then prepare yourself, three days from now, accompany me to the place where the selection for Martial Emperor’s disciples and apprentices is held... At that time, as ’supervisor’, you will have your chance to kill that man."

Easton instructed.

"Yes."

Vihaan Wright nodded respectfully, his eyes filled with a touch of madness, as if he could already see the scene of his brother’s killer falling dead before him.

Wyatt Barnes, of course, was unaware that Vihaan Wright was scheming against him.

At this moment, he was wandering up and down Mystic Profound Peak.

It was the first time since his arrival at Mystic Profound Peak that he had looked at it in such detail – the precipitous mountain piercing the sky like a sword had, without him realizing, given him a new insight.

"Gazing upon this mountain, the obscure and incomprehensible information deep in my mind seems to have been absorbed and digested a bit more... It won’t be long before my ’Sword’s Mysteries’ will break through again!" Wyatt floated in the air, his purple robe fluttering with the wind, murmuring to himself.

He was now fixedly staring at the sword-like peak before him, his gaze unwavering, utterly focused.

In his eyes, the entire mountain appeared to have transformed into a ’giant sword.’

A ’giant sword’ that shot up into the sky, straight into the firmament!

"Blaze Myers told me... that for the selection of the Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers at Mystic Profound Peak, the Martial Emperor will not show up and will leave everything in the hands of two direct disciples of the Martial Emperor."

Soon, as if remembering something, Wyatt came back to his senses and slowly said.

"I wonder if among those two direct disciples of the Martial Emperor, there’s that ’Colin Yorke.’"

Colin Yorke was precisely the person he had recently encountered on the summit of Mystic Profound Peak.

He still remembered that when he had met Colin Yorke that day, Colin was using his psychic power to control his sword and practice his swordsmanship.

By his estimation, Colin Yorke was not only an ’Inscription Master’ but very likely also one of the direct disciples of the Martial Emperor in Mystic Profound Peak.

Today, he also went to the summit of Mystic Profound Peak, but he did not see Colin Yorke again.

At the time when Mystic Profound Peak was about to hold the selection for the Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers, all over the inland parts of Cloud Skies Continent, at the cultivation places of various Martial Emperor and Demon Emperor powerhouses, there was also a hustle and bustle.

This was because their cultivation places were likewise holding the selection for the Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers.

As news spread that all publicly known Mighties of the Martial and Demon Emperors throughout the Cloud Skies Continent were holding the selection to recruit disciples and followers, it also shook much of the inland.

To the north of the inland, in the extremely cold lands, there lay a valley surrounded by mountains.

Here it was perpetually cold and snowy, enshrouded in fog, resembling a ’fairyland.’

And within this fairyland-like place, there was a special lake, a lake that emitted bursts of intense chill.

Despite the extreme cold that encased flowers, grasses, and trees in ice, the lake, as always, gleamed with ripples, completely unaffected by the cold.

Apart from the lake, another highlight in the vast valley was present.

Walking within the valley were all female martial artists, buzzing with activity like swallows in the spring.

In three more days, the Valley of Chill would start its selection for the Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers.

In the Valley of Chill, where guests participating in the selection for the Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers were accommodated, in an independent small valley with various wooden huts, figures started to emerge.

The entire isolated small valley suddenly became lively.

Most faces were filled with anticipation and nervousness.

There was only one whose expression was gloomy and ugly, "Those two little sluts haven’t come back since they left last time... Could it be that they really have some close relationship with that Martial Emperor’s disciple?"

This was an ugly woman, and just one glance at her was enough to thoroughly put one off their appetite.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Suddenly, three ear-piercing sounds of wind whistling came, and upon reaching the airspace above the small valley, the noise stopped.

Including the ugly woman, everyone who had come out of the wooden huts in the valley looked up at the sky, where stood three women, side by side.

The three women had one dressed in green standing in the middle.

By her side stood two breathtakingly beautiful women, one alluring and seductive, the other cute and demure, each with their own unique characteristics.

"It’s them!"

At that moment, many people in the small valley recognized the two women.

Many also looked toward the ugly woman.

They remembered that it was this ugly woman who nearly killed the two beauties before, and they thought it a pity when it seemed that the beauties were about to perish.

But then the unexpected happened.

A Martial Emperor’s disciple appeared and rescued them.

"I remember... ever since that Martial Emperor’s disciple took them away, they’ve never come back. I even thought something might have happened to them, but now here they are again."

"The Valley of Chill’s selection for the Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers is about to begin, and their appearance at this time seems to be because of the selection."

"It must be so... But, who is this woman in green? How come I’ve never seen her before?"

...

As the saying goes, three women make a drama, and the gathering of a group of women in the small valley was even livelier.

Many eyes began to fall upon the woman in green.

Even the ugly woman, who couldn’t wait to kill those two pretty beauties, couldn’t help but be wary of this mysterious woman in green.

"Junior Sister Lee, are you here?"

Under the watchful eyes of all, the woman in green robes spoke up, turning her eyes slightly to look at the enchanting and seductive woman beside her.

The woman was clothed in light purple, her beauty so mesmerizing that it made one itch to rush forward and take a bite.

"Senior Sister Adams, it’s her!"

This woman was none other than ’Jovie Lee’, who had recently become a direct disciple of the chill Martial Emperor in Valley of Chill.

And now, Jovie Lee was pointing at the ugly woman as she spoke.