Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1381: The ’Taoist Cultivator’ of the Martial Dao Sacred Land

Chapter 1381: Chapter 1381: The ’Taoist Cultivator’ of the Martial Dao Sacred Land

"Wow!!"

Accompanied by the gentle patting of true energy from Guardian Harvey, which landed on Foresty Crawford’s chest, Crawford’s body trembled, and he regained consciousness, his mouth spewing feces and urine uncontrollably.

Instantly, a group of youths beneath the stage retreated en masse, their gazes toward Crawford filled with a hint more disgust.

This was a man who seemed to have emerged from a septic tank!

"Wyatt! Barnes!"

Having recovered his senses, Crawford also realized his previous ordeal, and once again his gaze towards the purple figure on the stage was brimming with malice.

His body, from shame and rage, from hatred, began to shake uncontrollably.

"Wyatt Barnes, if I don’t kill you, I, Foresty Crawford, swear I’m not a human being!"

Crawford’s eyes were bloodshot; facing such humiliation in front of so many people pushed him to the verge of collapse.

In his heart, he was roaring nonstop, firmly establishing Wyatt Barnes as his irreconcilable nemesis.

Hearing Crawford enunciating his name word by word, Wyatt Barnes merely glanced at him lightly.

The hatred in Crawford’s eyes did not escape Wyatt’s notice, but he was unconcerned.

If he could suppress Crawford for a moment, he could do so for a lifetime!

After swallowing Pill Medicine to heal his injuries and recovering briefly to the point where he could barely stand, Crawford frantically rushed out of the Dragon Camp to find a place to cleanse himself.

Not to mention others, even he could not stand the smell on his body.

Once Crawford had left, the gazes once again unanimously shifted back to Wyatt Barnes, making him the focal point of everyone’s attention.

"Jemma Clifford."

Wyatt Barnes looked at Jemma Clifford; he already knew about her being defeated by Crawford and expelled from the rank of ’Thirteen Protectors’. "There’s still a month left, you..."

"Don’t worry, I am confident."

Jemma Clifford naturally knew what Wyatt Barnes was referring to. She nodded and smiled at him, then immediately approached cabin number twelve and issued a challenge.

The owner of cabin number twelve was a Taoist Cultivator in the mid-stage of the Transcending Mortal Realm.

This Taoist Cultivator, who was in the mid-stage of the Transcending Mortal Realm three months ago before Wyatt Barnes and Jemma Clifford arrived, had ranked ’eleventh’ among the Thirteen Protectors.

However, since Wyatt defeated Fenny Graham and broke into the Thirteen Protectors as ’sixth’, his rank naturally dropped by one.

"Jemma Clifford? You’re challenging me?"

The Taoist Cultivator, who emerged from the cabin wearing a loose robe, was also the only ’Taoist Cultivator’ among the Thirteen Protectors.

To stand out from all the mid-stage Martial and Taoist Cultivators in the Dragon Camp and become one of the Thirteen Protectors, this young Taoist Cultivator’s strength could only be immense.

"I’m honored."

Jemma Clifford nodded to the young man and then assumed her stance.

"Taoist Cultivator?"

Wyatt Barnes’s eyebrows raised slightly. This was the first time he had seen a Taoist Cultivator in action since he arrived at the Martial Dao Sacred Land.

"It makes me wonder how the Taoist Techniques in the Martial Dao Sacred Land differ from those I’ve encountered on Holy Island overseas..."

Wyatt Barnes remembered.

Back then, on Crescent Island, an overseas Holy Island, he had witnessed a Taoist Cultivator who effortlessly summoned miniature Thunder Punishments, harnessing nature’s forces with imposing might.

The techniques of those Taoist Cultivators were even more dazzling compared to Martial Artists.

Most importantly, Taoist Cultivators specialized in long-range attacks, and once they gained the upper hand, Martial Artists could not even get close.

As Jemma Clifford and the young Taoist Cultivator commenced their battle, Wyatt Barnes was astonished to find.

The display of skills by this mid-stage Transcending Mortal Realm Taoist Cultivator seemed less dazzling than those he had seen on Crescent Island.

"Could it be due to the strong gravity in the Martial Dao Sacred Land?"

Wyatt Barnes speculated to himself.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

...

The loose robe of the young Taoist Cultivator fluttered, and in a moment, a Storm Blade surrounded his body and swept towards Jemma Clifford like a tempest.

No matter where Jemma Clifford dodged to, they followed.

"His loose robe is his magical artifact."

Wyatt Barnes quickly deduced this fact.

"Ha!"

Jemma Clifford let out a delicate shout, her black whip in hand quivering, and in a flash, she formed a protective barrier in front of her, deploying a defensive technique.

As she employed her defensive move, Jemma Clifford boldly withstood the Storm Blade’s barrage, charging directly towards the young Taoist Cultivator.

Facing Jemma Clifford’s strenuous charge, the young Taoist Cultivator’s expression grew extremely grave, and he took to the air...

As he leaped, a flash of brilliance crossed his eyes, and he struck with a hand-chop.

In a flash, all of the Storm Blade revolving around him flew above his head, forming into a massive Storm Blade.

It looked like a giant blue saber, emanating a piercing and sharp aura.

Suddenly, the blue giant saber swung, cleaving towards Jemma Clifford. Wherever the blade pointed, it seemed as if it could tear through everything.

Facing this saber strike, Jemma Clifford’s pretty face tightened, dodging with extreme difficulty.

However, one could see that between the air, strands of her hair were chopped off... one could imagine just how perilous that moment was.

"Is this a sacred Taoist Technique? Indeed remarkable! If it had been the Jemma Clifford from three months ago, she might not have been a match for him. But now..."

Wyatt Barnes could tell.

Although the sacred Taoist Technique demonstrated by the young Taoist Cultivator was intricate, that recent strike seemed to be his strongest move...

This, Wyatt Barnes could tell from the expression on the face of the young Taoist Cultivator.

Just now, when Jemma Clifford had dodged the slash, the young Taoist Cultivator’s usually unperturbed face finally showed a change.

Just as Wyatt Barnes had expected, after Jemma Clifford dodged that strike, she took the initiative everywhere... Thirty moves later, she finally managed to close in, and stood before the Taoist Cultivator.

With a palm strike that brought a gust of wind, she sent the young Taoist Cultivator flying.

"I yield."

Jemma Clifford nodded slightly toward the young Taoist Cultivator, who steadied himself ten meters away with a pale face.

"Thank you for showing mercy."

After taking a deep breath and swallowing a Pill Medicine, the young Taoist Cultivator regained some vitality and stood before wooden hut number thirteen, ready to enter and cultivate.

"I think... unless you can defeat those ranked ahead of you, there’s no need for you to go inside."

Jemma Clifford advised.

"What do you mean?"

The young Taoist Cultivator frowned.

Soon, he heard a series of discussions from below the stage and got his answer...

Foresty Crawford, made a breakthrough to the late stage of the Transcending Mortal Realm?

And just now, he even defeated Jemma Clifford?

The expression on the young Taoist Cultivator darkened.

In a month’s time, it would be the day when the City Lord emerges from seclusion.

At that time, the City Lord will set a challenge for the thirteen guardians and select disciples from among them... If he is removed from the ranks of the thirteen guardians, he will lose the opportunity to participate in the challenge.

"Foresty Crawford is back!"

Someone shouted unknownly, and Foresty Crawford, having washed and changed into a fresh set of clothes, walked into the Dragon Camp from outside.

However, his expression was not pleasant.

Understandably so.

Being thrown into a manure pit in front of so many people was something nobody could easily accept.

Once inside the Dragon Camp, Foresty Crawford’s icy gaze remained fixed on Wyatt Barnes... he now viewed Wyatt Barnes as an enemy he must vanquish, a fight to the death!

Ascending the stage, Foresty Crawford challenged the ’ninth-ranked’ of the thirteen guardians, a Transcending Mortal Realm mid-stage Martial Artist who had not yet made a breakthrough and whom Crawford had been far inferior to in the past.

The reason he challenged the ninth was that he feared those before him might have also reached the late stage of the Transcending Mortal Realm... He couldn’t bear a second defeat.

"Foresty Crawford?"

Hearing someone challenge him, the Martial Artist from wooden hut number nine came out and was somewhat surprised to find it was Foresty Crawford.

"Foresty Crawford, there seems to be a scent on you... This scent, it’s like that of a manure pit..."

Being secluded in cultivation inside wooden hut number nine, he was unaware of what had just taken place. Noticing the smell on Foresty Crawford, he casually shared his observation, his brows furrowing.

"It seems Foresty Crawford hasn’t washed himself clean."

"How could it be easy to wash off! That’s from a manure pit..."

Below the stage, many people whispered in hushed tones.

"Really from a manure pit?"

The Martial Artist who had just stepped out of wooden hut number nine was still puzzled when a thunderous roar shook his ears, "You are courting death!!"

It was Foresty Crawford’s furious shout.

Foresty Crawford made his move, and just with a showdown, he sent the original occupant of wooden hut number nine flying...

There was no suspense in Foresty Crawford’s victory, now in the late stage of the Transcending Mortal Realm, against a mid-stage Transcending Mortal Realm Martial Artist.

"You... you made a breakthrough?"

The Martial Artist, who had been defeated before he could even react, looked at Foresty Crawford again with a hint of shock in his gaze.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort and a chill in his eyes, Foresty Crawford glanced at Wyatt Barnes and, harboring deep-seated hatred, stepped into wooden hut number nine.

Just like that, the young Taoist Cultivator was expelled.

And Jemma Clifford returned to wooden hut number thirteen... Having been defeated by Fill Bear first and then defeating the young Taoist Cultivator, she successfully stayed on stage and retained her title as one of the thirteen guardians.

From then on, peace was restored on the stage.

Wyatt Barnes also returned to his hut, closed the door, and took out the Jewel Tower.

With a thought, he entered it, climbed to the second floor, and continued to cultivate his Divine Grade martial arts, the Supreme Falling Star Arrow.

Time, silently passed.

And Wyatt Barnes’s mastery of the techniques within the Supreme Falling Star Arrow became increasingly proficient.

In a month’s time, it would be the day when the City Lord of Hill Mountain City exits his seclusion.

Among the thirteen guardians.

Apart from Foresty Crawford who was unaware of the City Lord’s intention to take a disciple and aside from Wyatt Barnes who had little interest in becoming a City Lord’s disciple... the other eleven were practicing as if their lives depended on it.

After cultivating for two months on the second layer of the Jewel Tower, Wyatt Barnes left the tower.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to continue cultivating, but rather, he felt numb from the rush; he knew this was a result of his impatience.

What he needed now was to take a breather.

"I’ve been in Hill Mountain City for so long and I’ve never left the Main Mansion... Now, with no significant improvement in my cultivation and having reached a ’bottleneck’ in the Supreme Falling Star Arrow, I should go out and clear my mind."

With that thought, Wyatt Barnes put away the Jewel Tower and walked out of wooden hut number six.

After leaving wooden hut number six, Wyatt Barnes headed for the pavilion... If members of the Dragon Camp wish to leave the camp, they must report to the camp manager, Guardian Harvey.

Just as he reached the pavilion, Wyatt Barnes heard a cold voice coming through:

"Twenty days ago, you already left the Dragon Camp without reporting... therefore, for the next three months, unless there are orders from the Main Mansion, you are not permitted to leave the Dragon Camp for even a single step."

It was Guardian Harvey’s voice.

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