Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 47 Sevyn Lee

Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Sevyn Lee

"Keer, I’ll take the front and draw their attention, dealing with the seven wolves ahead. You flank and take out three from the back."

With a smile at the girl, Wyatt Barnes dashed forward.

Spirit Snake Technique!

Straight across to the proximity of the wolves, he attracted the attention of ten wolves.

The slight tremble in the young girl’s body subsided as she bit her lip, took a deep breath, set aside her fear, swiftly emerged from the back of the ten wolves.

Sword Drawing Technique!

Wyatt made his move.

Whoosh!

A flash of purple sword light vanished.

Splat!

One of the wolves howled as blood gushed out, before it crashed to the ground.

The scent of blood made the other nine wolves’ eyes turn fiercely red as they growled and charged towards Wyatt.

The six wolves at the front, baring their teeth and claws, were the first to pounce at Wyatt.

Spirit Snake Technique!

Wyatt’s nimble figure moved swiftly, avoiding the wolves’ attacks. It was as if he was just toying with them.

With each flick of his Violet Meteor soft sword, a wolf life was ended.

In no time at all, all the wolves that attacked him were slain.

Meanwhile....

The girl finally gathered her courage and stopped the three wolves behind.

Sword Drawing Technique!

Whoosh!

A flash of purple sword light appeared.

Instantly, she slashed open the throat of one wolf making a pounce at her. Hot wolf blood splattered all over her face.

The stench of fresh blood made her stomach churn.

"Watch out!"

Just as two other wolves sprang at the petrified girl, Wyatt moved.

Whoosh!

With a single stroke, two wolves were killed.

The girl could no longer hold her nausea. She vomited out all her breakfast, her face pale.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Wyatt’s expression changed as if he sensed something.

Move!

Without hesitation, Wyatt held the girl and flew towards a large tree nearby.

Spirit Snake Technique!

Like a snake, they coiled up the tree and perched on top of it.

"Howl!"

"Howl!"

...

At this moment, several more wolves approached, slowly increasing in number around the carcasses of the ten wolves...

The wolves’ howls were filled with rage.

Looking at the dense pack of wolves around the tree, Wyatt felt a chill down his spine.

Holding the girl, he jumped to another tree.

Using the tree branches as their path, they moved forward.

Suddenly, the shrill cry of an eagle could be heard in the distance, getting louder and louder as it approached.

Wyatt looked up and faintly saw a black shadow diving from the sky.

It was heading straight for him and Keer!

"Damn it!"

Wyatt’s complexion changed.

"Keer, are you alright?"

Then he turned to look at the girl in his arms.

The girl gave a slight nod.

"Then stay put."

After putting down the girl, Wyatt’s gaze turned cold.

Spirit Snake Technique!

Using the branches as a foothold, he leaped up to meet the diving black shadow.

The eagle’s cry grew closer and closer.

A black eagle, its wings spread like clouds, its eyes fierce. It dive-bombed towards Wyatt, its claws glistening deadly under the sun.

"Die!"

Wyatt’s heart sank; his gaze was icy.

He fixed his eyes on the eagle’s sharp claws.

Sword Drawing Technique!

Whoosh!

The Violet Meteor soft sword sliced through the air, holding nothing back.

A harsh eagle’s cry sounded, mixed with a eerie high pinch...

"Good grief, it’s so fast."

Surprise flashed in Wyatt’s eyes; his sword aimed at the eagle only managed to sever one of its claws.

Whoosh!

The wounded eagle went berserk, flapping its wings frantically.

Even though Wyatt managed to drive his Violet Meteor soft sword into its chest, the eagle, on the verge of death, swiftly attacked Wyatt with its right wing, creating an ear-piercing gale.

Grand Displacement!

Without any hesitation, Wyatt used his defense martial art technique!

Bang!

The massive wing hit Wyatt’s chest.

A tremor ran through Wyatt’s body, and a taste of blood spreang up in his throat. He spat out a mouthful.

Although the Grand Displacement blocked most of the eagle’s force, and sent its body flying away, Wyatt’s internal organs had taken a small hit.

"The power of this eagle is not lesser than mine. It’s just a tiny step from matching a Body Tempering Realm Level Nine Martial Artist."

Wyatt felt a chill down his spine.

"Young Master, are you okay?"

The girl had mostly recovered. She nimbly moved along the branches to Wyatt’s side.

"Young Master, you’re injured!"

When she saw the trace of blood at the corner of Wyatt’s mouth, her face changed.

"It’s nothing, just a minor injury."

Wyatt shook his head.

A thought crossed his mind.

Human martial artists have to raise their martial arts realm in order to bring out more of their strength.

But birds of prey like this eagle, at the top of the food chain and having survived in the survival-of-the-fittest nature, have honed in on a method to bring out all their strength.

Tearing apart tigers and leopards, overpowering giant pythons, all were nothing remarkable.

The power of the hawk’s attack on Wyatt Barnes just now was as strong as a Body Tempering Realm level eight martial artist’s advanced Profound Level attack!

Luckily, Wyatt killed it in time, stopping its continuous assault.

Otherwise, Wyatt would have suffered severe injuries!

"Young Master, it’s all because Keer is useless."

The youthful girl was on the verge of sobbing.

"What are you talking about? My Keer is quite brave; she killed a wolf on her first try... take it slow, no need to rush."

Wyatt comforted her.

The girl softly nodded, a determined look surfaced in her autumn-like eyes.

After taking one nine-rank golden healing pill, Wyatt continued to lead his way across the ground with Keer.

When Wyatt left Lee Family who lived in Clear Wind Town, the Grand Elder Kayson Lee gave him quite a few nine-rank golden healing pills.

In the continuation of their journey, Wyatt discovered that, the girl seemed to have transformed overnight, even when killing tigers and leopards, her face was only slightly pale, she no longer felt disgusted or vomited like before.

The girl’s robustness made Wyatt feel reassured yet also heartache.

"Young Master, there is a huge fog over there."

The girl looked forward.

Several hundred meters away in the forest, a thick white fog enshrouded everything, as though it was concealed under a mystical veil.

Thus, it was known as the Foggy Forest.

"That should be the inner part of Foggy Forest, where Fierce Beasts come and go... Keer, we’ve done enough for today, let’s go back, we’ll come back tomorrow."

Wyatt and the girl took their spoils and headed back the way they came.

They passed through the place where the wolf was killed, and found nothing left but the wolf’s dried-up blood.

Most likely, it had been taken care of by the wolf pack.

Heading back, the boy and girl who looked as radiant as golden jade returned to Aurora City as the sun was setting.

After trading their spoils in Aurora City, they returned to the Lee residence with over thirteen hundred USD.

Home was just within sight.

"Wyatt Barnes!"

A stern shout came from behind.

Wyatt stopped in his tracks.

He recognized the voice.

Ayan Lee.

He hadn’t expected Ayan Lee to come searching for him.

Slowly turning around, Wyatt saw.

Ayan Lee stood at a distance. Beside him stood another teenager, around eighteen years old.

The teenager looked somewhat similar to Ayan Lee.

"Brother, this is Wyatt Barnes, you need to teach him a serious lesson."

Ayan Lee said to the teenager beside him.

Upon hearing this, Wyatt’s gaze flashed, guessing the identity of this person.

Maya Lee had mentioned that Ayan Lee had an older brother who became an Inner Courtyard disciple a year ago during the family martial meeting.

Sevyn Lee, now eighteen years old, he entered the Condensed Pill Realm three months ago.

"Call yourself a waste, it’s all too fitting. Now, you can’t even beat a little brat. Don’t you feel ashamed."

Sevyn Lee showed no respect for his younger brother.

Ayan Lee could only smile awkwardly.

"So, you’re the one who hit my brother?"

Sevyn Lee coldly stared at Wyatt, looking down at him from above.

"He says so, then it is."

Wyatt shrugged.

"Ayan Lee may be a waste, but he is still my brother, Sevyn Lee. You hit him, attributable to my loss of face as well. Do you plan to explain yourself?"

Sevyn Lee scoffed.

Yet, he felt some surprise inside.

He learned from his brother Ayan Lee that even ’Azael Lee,’ who was in the top three of the Outer Courtyard, was no match for this boy.

This boy seemed only sixteen years old.

There were indeed some sixteen-year-old disciples in the Lee Family with Level Eight of the Body Tempering Realm.

However, none of them could defeat Azael Lee.

"If I’m not wrong, the family martial meeting is in half a month, and as an eighteen-year-old Inner Courtyard Dean, you will participate... If you want to teach me a lesson on behalf of your brother, it’s not necessary to be so anxious."

Wyatt squinted his eyes and spoke calmly.

The family martial meeting of the Lee Family is a stage for the younger generation.

Whether they are Inner Courtyard disciples or Outer Courtyard disciples of the Lee Family, they would all participate when they are between 16 to 18 years old.

"Brother, don’t listen to him! He’s deliberately stalling."

Ayan Lee promptly spoke.

"That’s right, I’m stalling for time. I admit that I’m no match for you right now, but who will get the upper hand in half a month’s time, it’s hard to say."

Wyatt stared at Sevyn Lee and spoke slowly.

"Interesting! This is interesting... Body Tempering Realm Level Eight, even if you break through to Level Nine in half a month, I want to see based on what you are going to compete with me!"

Sevyn Lee squinted his eyes, scoffed dismissively, and turned around to leave.

"Brother!"

Ayan Lee was anxious.

Seeing Wyatt’s sharp gaze sweeping over, Ayan Lee’s face changed. He quickly followed Sevyn Lee and left.

"This Sevyn Lee, he really is a Martial Maniac, just as Maya had described him."

Wyatt faintly smiled.

"Young master, how did you know?"

The girl beside him asked.

"My Keer is as beautiful as a flower, yet he didn’t spare her a longer glance. If he’s not a Martial Maniac, then what is he?"

Wyatt laughed heartily.

"Young Master, you’re teasing me again."

The girl’s face immediately turned red like a beetroot.

"Alright, let’s go home. We shouldn’t keep the mother waiting."

After Wyatt and the girl returned home to rest.

Marketplace of Aurora City.

"The martial meetings of the three major families are coming soon, all the Body Tempering Pills are gone, what bad luck!"

A conspicuously dressed teenager of about sixteen-years-old entered a medicine shop, surrounded by two middle-aged guards, muttering to himself discontentedly.

"Young Master Sinclair."

Noticing who had arrived, the manager greeted with full-flown smiles.

In Aurora City, there were three major powers: The Lee Clan, The Lin Clan, and The Sinclair Clan.

Naturally recognizing the visitor, he knew it was the youngest son of the Sinclair Clan Chief.

"Manager, give me three sets of materials necessary for making Body Tempering Pills."

The well-dressed teenager told the manager.

"Young Master Sinclair, our shop just restocked a batch of medicinal fluid. It has the same effect as Body Tempering Pills, but improves the speed of cultivation twice as fast as Body Tempering Pills. Are you interested?"

The manager asked with a smile.

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