Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 32: The Death of Mark Lee

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: The Death of Mark Lee

"What a fine sword!"

As the sword fell into his grasp, Kayson Lee couldn’t help but exclaim in awe.

He inspected the sword in his hands, quickly recognizing the purple ore it was forged from, "Who forged this sword?"

"It was Manager Mccoy."

Wyatt Barnes truthfully answered.

"No wonder, I was saying there isn’t anyone else in Clear Wind Town who has such superb blacksmithing skills aside from him. The whole sword is near perfect."

Kayson Lee praised before casually handing the sword back to Wyatt Barnes.

"Boss, isn’t this sword forged from purple ore? I’ll go to Manager Mccoy to forge one for me later. This is absolutely a murder weapon!"

Darren Lee, the chubby young man, eyes gleaming, shouted out loud.

Purple ore?

Wyatt Barnes shook his head and laughed, this guy just likes to pretend he knows everything.

"Smack!"

At that moment, Fifth Elder Moshe Lee smacked the back of the chubby boy’s head, "You little brat, stop pretending to know everything. How could purple ore possess such an impressive tensile strength?"

The chubby boy pulled a face, "I didn’t know."

Everyone was amused and burst into laughter.

Suddenly, The Head of the family, Jeremy Lee, turned to Wyatt Barnes, asking, "Did your teacher teach you that martial arts technique?"

In response to Jeremy Lee’s query, Wyatt Barnes, who had been prepared, nodded his head, "Yes."

For a moment, including Jeremy Lee and Kayson Lee, all the head elders of the Lee Family, except for Christina Lee, enviously looked at Wyatt Barnes.

In their eyes, Wyatt Barnes’ opportunity to be taught by a Seventh-grade alchemist was simply a heaven-sent chance.

Wyatt Barnes pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "Head of the family, my teacher gave me two sets of martial arts techniques initially. After I memorized them thoroughly, he took them back... The technique that I’m practicing requires extreme physical resilience. The other one, however, is suitable for anyone to practice. Can I share it with the family?"

"What?!"

Wyatt Barnes’s words instantly froze the atmosphere within the hall.

Heavy breaths echoed all around.

"Are... Are you serious?"

Jeremy Lee took a deep breath, asking in disbelief.

"Yes, give me half a month’s time, and I can write it down for you."

Wyatt nodded, then added, "That martial arts technique is a Profound Level Middle Tier body technique called ’Gale Step’!"

Profound level Middle Tier body technique?

The breaths of the Lee Family members became even more labored...

Glancing at the people present, whose faces were clouded with seriousness, Wyatt awkwardly smiled, "Of course, if the family is willing to give me some USD as a reward, I wouldn’t mind..."

The words from Wyatt lightened the mood, and Jeremy Lee replied heartily, "Not a problem, how about giving you another 100,000 USD?"

"Thank you head."

Wyatt Barnes quickly expressed his gratitude.

The body technique that he spoke of was only the weakest body technique he found in the reincarnated Martial Emperor’s memory. He didn’t expect to be able to ’sell’ it for 100,000 USD.

Jeremy Lee added, "Of course, this body technique is worth more than just that amount. But the Lee Family funds are quite limited now, so let’s put 100,000 USD upfront. If you need anything in the future, it’s the Lee Family’s duty to help you. I believe all the other elders would agree with my decision."

Every elder in the Lee Family quickly nodded their heads. To them, the temptation of a body technique was too great!

"I’ll go back and rewrite the body technique and deliver it to you as soon as possible."

Wyatt Barnes bid farewell and left the hall with the young girl and his mother, Christina Lee.

"The events of today count as family secrets. No one is allowed to leak it out!"

After Wyatt Barnes and his family had left, Jeremy Lee, with a grave expression, issued a gag order.

"Yes!"

The other elders nodded.

They were all aware of the weight of the matter. If word got out now, it would bring the Lee Family nothing but harm.

Fifth Elder Moshe Lee glared at Darren Lee who was longingly looking outside, "You stinky boy, did you hear that?"

"I did."

Darren Lee nodded, his expression somewhat disappointed.

"What’s wrong now?"

Moshe Lee asked, frowning.

"Father, haven’t you noticed that Boss is ignoring me now? It’s definitely because I told you about Strength Garcia’s breakthrough to the Condensed Pill Realm and Boss is angry. Ah, if only I knew, I wouldn’t have told you."

Darren Lee spoke with a solemn face.

"Smack!"

Moshe Lee smacked Darren Lee’s head again, "What did you just say? Say it again."

"No, nothing."

Knowing better not to provoke his father, Darren quickly shook his head.

The news about outsider Wyatt Barnes from the Lee Family, with a Seventh-Order Body Tempering Realm cultivation, killing a First Level Condensed Pill Realm steward of the Garcia Clan with just one slash of the sword quickly spread throughout the whole Clear Wind Town.

The people of Clear Wind Town saw Wyatt Barnes in a new light once again.

"He’s just fifteen years old, so monstrously talented. When he grows up, I wonder if Clear Wind Town can still contain him."

"Forget Clear Wind Town, with his talents, even in the big cities outside and those geniuses in the powerful families, how many of them can match him?"

"Killing a Condensed Pill Realm with a Seventh-Order Body Tempering Realm cultivation...just one slash... it’s unbelievable, simply unbelievable!"

"I heard that he also unleashed a body technique. Even among the three big families in Clear Wind Town, none of them have a body technique."

"I don’t know where he learned that martial skill from."

...

The news that swept through Breeze Town naturally reached the Lee Family and spread throughout its ranks.

"Little Hamza!"

In the spacious courtyard, a sorrowful cry rang out, filled with endless pain.

"Big brother!"

Soon after, another slightly immature cry followed.

In the room, a youth laid on the bed, his body boneless. One hand tightly held a bloody dagger, while the other wrist was slashed.

The blood was fresh, clearly not long after it was cut.

At this point, the youth had already breathed his last.

"No, no...Little Hamza, Little Hamza!"

The middle-aged man was in his prime, but now he seemed to have aged more than ten years, his temples graying white.

The tragic expression on his face quickly twisted into a grimace, "Wyatt Barnes, Wyatt Barnes... I want you dead, I want you dead!"

This man was the Lee Family’s Seventh Elder ’Mark Lee’.

He never expected that after learning that Wyatt Barnes was not killed by the Garcia Clan’s steward ’Strength Garcia’, but instead murdered Garcia himself, his eldest son would choose to commit suicide in despair.

He knew.

The biggest motivation for his son to live through these past months was to see Wyatt Barnes being killed by Strength Garcia...

But who could have imagined that not only did Wyatt Barnes not get killed, he also lived very well.

And even became the ’hero’ of the Lee Family!

"Father, don’t fight with Wyatt Barnes anymore. Now the Grand Elder is on his side, we can’t beat him, we can’t defeat him."

Rudy Lee, with tears streaking his face, tried to persuade his father.

The dominance of Wyatt Barnes had left him feeling desperate.

"Slap!"

Mark Lee’s face changed, he raised his hand and slapped Rudy Lee, coldly saying: "Useless thing, that’s the man who killed your brother, and you dare to say these words, how can you face your brother?"

Rudy Lee stood aside aggrievedly, his eyes red, too intimidated to even take a breath.

"Help your brother change his clothes. When your father comes back, we will bury him properly."

After leaving this sentence with Rudy Lee, Mark Lee stepped out of the house without looking back.

"Father, what are you going to do?"

Rudy Lee hurriedly asked, but Mark Lee completely ignored him.

After leaving the large courtyard, Mark Lee left the Lee mansion, headed straight for the Garcia mansion.

A fierce look was plastered all over his face, "Clan Leader, Grand Elder, don’t blame me...if you must, then blame yourselves for choosing to side with an outsider instead of my son!"

He had planned in his heart to spill the news of Wyatt Barnes possessing the ’Six Treasures Body Tempering Elixir’ recipe to the Garcia Clan.

He believed that the Garcia Clan would definitely be interested in the Six Treasures Body Tempering Elixir. Then at that time, when the Garcia Clan and Lee Clan fought for it and considering the grudges between Garcia Clan and Wyatt Barnes, the Garcia Clan will surely not let Wyatt Barnes off.

The Garcia mansion was right in front of him, and a cold smile surfaced at the corner of Mark Lee’s mouth.

For the sake of avenging his son, he chose to betray his own clan...

However, just as he was about to arrive at the entrance of the Garcia mansion, he suddenly felt black in front of him and lost consciousness.

When he woke up from his groggy state, he found himself in a secluded, locked room.

There were two people in the secret room, watching him calmly, scaring him into a state of shock, "Clan Leader, Grand Elder, why are you here?"

"Mark Lee, we gave you the opportunity."

Jeremy Lee looked on with a complex gaze, sighing.

"Clan Leader!"

As if realizing something, Mark Lee’s face turned pale, he knelt down, crying bitterly, "I was wrong, I was wrong! Clan Leader, forgive me, I still want to live, to watch my son grow up!"

"One mistake leads to another... Mark Lee, your eyes have been blinded by hatred. Why don’t you think about it, where did the conflict between your family and the Ninth Elder’s family originate from? Could it be that only the Ninth Elder’s family is at fault?"

Kayson Lee started speaking indifferently. In his palm, a strand of white flame slowly began to burn, emitting a terrifying aura.

Seeing this, Mark Lee guessed what was about to happen and his face turned pale. He pleaded, "Grand Elder, no, no..."

"Whoosh!"

The white flame in Kayson Lee’s hand jumped, instantly burst into a huge flame, and enveloped Mark Lee’s body.

In an instant, Mark Lee disappeared completely without even having the chance to scream, leaving nothing but a pile of ashes behind.

The ’red flame’ of an alchemist is one of the hottest flames on the Cloud Skies Continent...

Only the ’flame of an artifact’ of an Artifact Refiner could compare to it.

"Hamza Lee committed suicide?"

Wyatt Barnes was also somewhat surprised when he heard this news, but he felt no pity.

If Hamza Lee hadn’t repeatedly threatened to cripple him in the past, considering that they were both from the Lee Family, he wouldn’t have been so ruthless to Hamza Lee.

It could be said that all the misfortunes Hamza Lee encountered were self-inflicted.

Now, what concerned Wyatt Barnes was the reaction of Seventh Elder Mark Lee.

Even though Mark Lee was the Seventh Elder, he was still a Third Level Condensed Pill Realm Martial Art Practitioner. If he really wanted to attack him, as a member of the Lee Family, he could find an opportunity at any time.

However, Wyatt Barnes soon heard that Seventh Elder Mark Lee had disappeared, as if he had evaporated in thin air.

Outside Breeze Town.

Two weary figures galloped into Breeze Town, one middle-aged man and a young man in his early twenties.

The young man had a high and mighty arrogance mixed with disdain on his face, "Uncle, this poor town is not even as big as our Barnes Family mansion."