Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 63: The Strange Movement of the Little Python

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: The Strange Movement of the Little Python

Wyatt Barnes is the epitome of money burning a hole in one’s pocket.

Just to purchase thirty-two Gathering Origin Pills, he had to spend all the silver banknotes he had just received from the apothecary’s manager...

These banknotes, they barely warmed up before they flew out of his hands.

However, Wyatt Barnes doesn’t regret it at all.

If one wants to take a shortcut in cultivation, they must be willing to spend money.

Noon.

A short while after Wyatt Barnes and his family finished their meal.

Jovie Lee arrived.

Her figure, ripe like a peach, was accentuated by a light purple dress that clung to her curves. She resembled a bewitching red rose, charming in all her glory.

A wave of heat surged from Wyatt’s lower abdomen.

This Jovie Lee, was indeed a very tempting beauty.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Wyatt’s hungry gaze halted and fell on Jovie Lee’s right hand.

At this moment, every elegant finger on Jovie’s fair hand, save the thumb, bore a dark ring...

The interlocking rings had an unrefined archaic charm.

"A magical artifact."

A light flashed in Wyatt’s mind, and surprise colored his face.

The reincarnated Martial Emperor was not only an Emperor Grade alchemist but also an Emperor Grade Artifact Refiner.

With his inherited memories, Wyatt immediately recognized the item on Jovie’s hand as a magical artifact.

Ninth-grade magical artifact.

He remembers that during yesterday’s family martial meeting, Jovie had not used this magical artifact.

Otherwise, Maximus Lee wouldn’t be a match for her.

Quickly, Jovie noticed Wyatt’s gaze on her right hand and her heart skipped a beat.

Could he recognize her magical artifact?

Soon, Wyatt gave her the answer.

"Jovie, why didn’t you use this ninth-grade magical artifact during the family martial meeting? If you had, Maximus might not have been a match for you."

Wyatt narrowed his eyes, his face bearing a somewhat teasing smile.

"I wanted to use it, but my grandfather confiscated it. He said it wouldn’t be fair to the others," Jovie replied, a touch of complaint in her tone.

She was a bit taken aback.

Wyatt had easily recognized her magical artifact.

It was known that only Artifact Refiners with unique insights could do so.

Otherwise, even martial artists with high cultivation levels could only recognize it when the magical artifact displayed its abilities.

She suddenly realized that she couldn’t see through this boy at all.

As if a layer of fog wrapped around him.

Her heart was filled with endless curiosity, yearning to lift this fog and completely understand Wyatt Barnes.

"Well, that’s true. Although your artifact is a ninth-grade, the power it enhances is comparable to an eighth-grade artifact... It seems the ninth-grade Artifact Refiner who crafted it is on the cusp of becoming an eighth-grade one."

Wyatt nodded and said slowly.

The implication in Wyatt’s words struck Jovie like lightning.

She recently found out about her grandfather being on the verge of becoming an eighth-grade Artifact Refiner.

She could confirm, that apart from her and her grandfather, no one else in the Lee family knew this matter.

But now, with just a glance at her magical artifact, Wyatt discerned that her grandfather was close to becoming an eighth-grade Artifact Refiner?

"How... how did you know?"

Jovie asked, her tone anxious and somewhat eager.

"Want to know?"

Wyatt smiled mysteriously.

Jovie eagerly nodded.

"This is my secret. I won’t tell anyone other than my woman..."

A playful grin spread across Wyatt’s face.

"You! Fine, don’t say it if you don’t want to. I don’t care anyway."

Realizing she was being teased by Wyatt, Jovie responded indignantly.

"Really? You don’t care?"

Wyatt asked again.

"I don’t care!"

Snapping back without hesitation, irritation still was clear on Jovie’s face.

"Sigh, well, I originally wanted to remind you that, although the Artifact Refiner is about to become an eighth-grade, it would be better if you could advise him not to rashly upgrade his crafting flame."

Wyatt feigned a sigh and said slowly.

"What do you mean by that?"

Jovie’s enchantingly beautiful face slightly changed.

"If my guess is not wrong... Recently, this Artifact Refiner has been feeling a burning sensation inside his body every night, finding it hard to sleep..."

Ignoring Jovie’s question, Wyatt revealed his deduction.

"How do you know about my grandfather’s recent situation? Have you been sneaking into our house?"

Jovie’s face darkened, she retorted angrily.

She knew about this matter and had specifically collected various calming herbs for her grandfather, but they were all futile.

"Do I look like that kind of person?"

A bit lost for words after being unjustly accused by Jovie, Wyatt held his silence.

While he considered himself suave, he would never stoop so low as to spy on people.

Noticing Wyatt no longer intending to speak with her, Jovie realized she might have wrongfully accused him...

Could all of the things Wyatt mentioned be discerned from the artifact on her hand?

However, it was completely unbelievable.

With a deep breath, Jovie looked pleadingly at Keer.

"Young Master, do not be angry, Jovie did not mean it."

Keer said gently, trying to appease him.

"Keer, everyone should take responsibility for their own actions. You can help her once, but you can’t help her forever."

Wyatt responded casually.

Noticing that the Young Master was genuinely mad, Keer could only offer a helpless glance at Jovie.

"You!"

Jovie was so upset that her cheeks turned red and her eyes filled with tears.

"Again with this drama?"

Wyatt glanced at her coldly and paid no further attention.

"You... you’re a bully! Waaah..."

Unable to hold back her emotions any longer, Jovie broke down in tears. Crying uncontrollably.

God!

She’s actually crying.

Wyatt was momentarily lost for words.

He was falsely accused yet not resentful, why was the little girl throwing a tantrum...

Anyone who didn’t know might have genuinely believed that he was bullying her.

"Wyatt, you bullied Jovie?"

Christina Lee also walked out of the kitchen, looking at Wyatt Barnes, her eyebrows knitted together.

"I never did."

Wyatt Barnes was helpless.

"Enough, I won’t argue with you anymore, stop crying."

In the end, Wyatt Barnes chose to compromise.

"Sob... you are bullying!"

However, Jovie Lee was crying up a storm, showing no signs of stopping.

"If you keep crying, brace yourself for something happening to your grandfather."

Seeing that his soft approach didn’t work, Wyatt Barnes took a tough stance.

This tactic was indeed effective.

With his words, Jovie Lee’s crying abruptly ceased.

"What did you say? You’re saying my grandfather is in danger?"

The voice of Jovie Lee began to tremble.

Her parents had met with an accident when she was young.

Therefore, she had been relying on her grandfather all along; in her heart, her grandfather was even more important than herself.

"In the magical item he refined, I sensed a trace of evil energy... if I’m not mistaken, your grandfather may be forcibly upgrading the quality of his flame using improper methods; over time, this will plant a profound root of trouble."

Wyatt Barnes slowly explained.

Right now, he seemed like an experienced Artifact Refiner, making sensible remarks.

"What should we do?"

Jovie Lee turned pale and was incredibly anxious.

"It’s not that there are no solutions, just let him temporarily avoid upgrading the flame quality. Otherwise, he will not survive three months..."

Wyatt Barnes spoke in a calm tone.

"Alright, you go remind your grandfather, Keer and I will wait for you outside the north gate, arrange your horse yourself."

After bidding farewell to Jovie Lee, he returned to his room.

After Jovie Lee departed,

Wyatt Barnes and Keer, bringing along two little pythons, departed from their home and left the Lee Family residence.

They rode straight to the outside of the north gate, waiting for Jovie Lee.

Half an hour later, Jovie Lee finally arrived.

Jovie Lee, who rode on horseback, looked heroic.

However, her face didn’t look good.

"What happened?"

Wyatt Barnes’s brows furrowed slightly.

"My grandfather... my grandfather said..."

Jovie Lee seemed to be at a loss for words.

"He didn’t believe me, even saying that a young boy like me can’t understand anything... right?"

Wyatt Barnes was not surprised at all.

Jovie Lee nodded gently.

"In this case, I’m afraid there is nothing I can do."

Wyatt Barnes spread out his hands, indicating his willingness but powerlessness.

"My grandfather promised me that he won’t try to upgrade his flame or break through to the eighth level of Artifact Refiners until we get back... can you check on my grandfather when we return?"

By the end, Jovie was begging.

"So, now you believe in me?"

Wyatt Barnes looked at Jovie Lee intently and questioned.

Jovie Lee nodded hastily.

"Alright, I promise."

Wyatt Barnes nodded.

Then he took the two beautiful girls, headed straight toward the Misty Forest.

Once in the Misty Forest, Jovie Lee’s mood had considerably improved.

But she was somewhat less spirited compared to before.

After all, her grandfather’s health was now a worry in her heart.

"Young Master, how are we supposed to find Little White and Little Black’s father?"

Once inside the Misty Forest, Keer asked.

"I’m not sure, we should first head towards the black python’s nest that we visited last time, we might come across that Snow Serpent there."

Wyatt Barnes responded.

"You mean... Little White and Little Black are children of the Snow Serpent?"

Jovie Lee was somewhat surprised.

"Currently, that’s our guess."

Wyatt Barnes nodded.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the Black Python’s nest.

Now, the Black Python’s nest was stained with dry patches of blood; the Black Python’s body and the bodies of several boys and girls were nowhere to be found, presumably eaten by Fierce Beasts.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

All of a sudden, the little pythons coiling around Wyatt Barnes and Keer’s wrists started wriggling violently and took off.

They flew straight into the depths of the Misty Forest.

"We should follow!"

Wyatt Barnes led Keer and Jovie Lee and chased after them.

Wyatt Barnes assumed that the two little pythons had possibly sensed their father’s presence.

"This place is already within the inner boundary if we go further in, there will be lots of powerful Fierce Beasts."

Jovie Lee warned.

"I know, we’ll move through the trees."

Wyatt Barnes, with the girls, climbed up a nearby big tree and journeyed through a dense cluster of branches following the little pythons.

Despite the presence of Flying Beasts in the trees as well,

the Flying Beasts were ultimately fewer in number than the ground-based Fierce Beasts.

All in all, it was relatively safer in the trees.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a beast’s roar could be heard.

A large Fierce Beast blocked the way of the two little pythons, staring menacingly at the little creatures, its sharp fangs flashing with an eerie glow.

"Not good!"

Upon seeing the gigantic beast, Wyatt Barnes’ face turned ashen.

"It’s a ’Fierce Tiger,’ a ferocious beast equivalent in strength to a four-stage warrior of the Condensed Pill Realm."

Jovie Lee’s face turned pale.

"Little White, Little Black..."

Keer looked worried.

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