Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 872: Conflict

Chapter 872: Chapter 872: Conflict

The Five Elements Sect was perched atop a colossal mountain.

Like a giant beast lying in wait, the mountain’s summit was flat and spacious.

Atop this flat and spacious mountaintop, five precipitous peaks interconnected, straddled the landscape.

From afar, the five peaks looked like the fingers of a human hand, some tall, some short, piercing the skies.

"Five Finger Mountain!"

Upon seeing the harsh peaks before him, Wyatt Barnes thought immediately.

"These five precipitous peaks are our ’Five Elements Sect’s dwelling... The tallest peak in the middle is our sect’s ’Gold Peak’."

Noel Walton introduced to Wyatt Barnes, Brady Yellow, and Daisy Wood.

"That’s ’Water Peak,’ that’s ’Flame Peak,’ and the shortest is ’Earth Peak’... Our ’Niklaus Woodson’ is that one."

After introducing the third and fourth tallest, as well as the shortest harsh peaks, Noel Walton pointed to the second tallest harsh peak and said to the trio.

The three of them then turned their eyes to ’Niklaus Woodson.’

Niklaus Woodson reached into the clouds, its entirety obscured.

Witnessing Noel Walton introducing Niklaus Woodson, Briggs Colby and Ableton Sun moved, taking the lead to fly towards Niklaus Woodson.

Moments later, in the eyes of Wyatt Barnes and the others, the two became mere specks in the distance.

"Let’s head over as well."

Noel Walton called out to Wyatt Barnes and the others, leading the chase after Briggs Colby and Ableton Sun.

The trio promptly followed.

Of course, Daisy Wood was carried along by Wyatt Barnes in pursuit.

It wasn’t just that Daisy Wood hadn’t yet entered the ’Peep Naught Realm’ and couldn’t perform Imperial Empty Flight.

Even if she did reach the ’Peep Naught Realm’ and learned Imperial Empty Flight, Wyatt Barnes wouldn’t let her fly alone.

The flight speed of a ’Peep Naught Realm’ martial artist, compared to their group, who were at least at the ’First level of the Cave Void Realm,’ was like comparing an ant’s walk without much difference.

Under Noel Walton’s guidance, Wyatt Barnes and his party landed on a vast platform halfway up Niklaus Woodson.

"Noel Walton, you go ahead and arrange accommodations for them... Your master and I will meet the Peak Master first and help them register as official disciples tomorrow."

Briggs Colby said to Noel Walton before leaving with Ableton Sun.

"Follow me."

Noel Walton addressed Wyatt Barnes and his company and led them to a floating space above a sprawling cluster of buildings halfway up the nearby mountainside.

The array of buildings forming the continuous cluster was mostly towers, with a few structures resembling palaces.

"Over there, the towers are all vacant, and they are regularly cleaned... You will temporarily reside there. If it’s uncomfortable, we will arrange for a change later."

Noel Walton, leading Wyatt Barnes and the others in flight, headed towards a row of towers in front, quickly arriving above one of the towers.

That’s when Wyatt Barnes noticed many young men and women emerging curiously from the towers, sizing up him, Daisy Wood, and Brady Yellow.

The appearance of three new faces on Niklaus Woodson had undoubtedly surprised these disciples.

Just as Noel Walton was about to dive with Wyatt Barnes and the others, preparing to enter that tower,

Swish! Swish!

Two piercing sounds of wind howling came at the same time, growing progressively closer.

In a moment, two figures appeared on the path of Wyatt Barnes and his company, halting them in their tracks.

These were two young men around thirty-five years old, one in blue and the other in green garments, comparable in age to Noel Walton. However, the sneering smiles on their faces made it clear they meant no good.

"Santos Locke, what do you mean by this?"

Noel Walton’s expression darkened as he faced the young man in blue, asking in a low shout.

Clearly, Noel Walton knew this young man in blue.

And judging by Noel Walton’s exceedingly grim expression and the cold light flickering in his eyes, it was apparent there was no small conflict between him and the man in blue.

For a moment, Wyatt Barnes also realized that the young man in blue had come targeting Noel Walton.

"Noel Walton, what kind of attitude is that? I merely wanted to see what sort of people the ’Niklaus Woodson disciples’ you and Elder Colby brought back from your trip were..."

The young man in blue, ’Santos Locke,’ offered a faint smile, then squinted as he scrutinized Wyatt Barnes, Daisy Wood, and Brady Yellow.

"Hahahaha..."

Suddenly, Locke let out an unprovoked burst of laughter, laughing so long that he nearly cried.

"What are you laughing at?!"

Noel Walton’s eyes flashed coldly.

Wyatt Barnes and the others couldn’t help frowning as well.

If it weren’t for the fact that this was ’Niklaus Woodson’ and they were newcomers, Wyatt Barnes might have already slapped this Locke for his insolence.

"Laughing at what?"

Upon hearing Noel Walton’s question, Locke finally ceased laughing, then his gaze rested on Wyatt Barnes and Daisy Wood, "Noel Walton, please don’t tell me... that these two are also the ’Niklaus Woodson disciples’ you and Elder Colby have recruited this time."

"What if they are?"

Noel Walton responded coldly, his eyes shining even colder.

"I remember that each elder of Niklaus Woodson was ordered to recruit ’Cave Void Realm martial artists’ under the age of forty, weren’t they? By bringing back two freeloaders who do nothing but eat, aren’t you and Elder Colby going against the Peak Master’s orders?"

Santos Locke’s lips curled into a mocking sneer as he taunted.

"Santos, keep your mouth clean!"

Upon hearing the other side call Wyatt Barnes and Daisy Wood ’trash,’ Noel Walton’s face changed dramatically as he shouted sternly.

The expressions of Wyatt Barnes and Daisy Wood also darkened.

It seemed like the first time they had met this Santos Locke, right? On their first meeting, he called them ’trash’?

Wyatt’s eyes chilled slightly as he coldly stared at Santos Locke, the Origin Force within his body roiling.

If this disciple from the Niklaus Woodson dared to repeat that word, he would not hesitate to strike!

At this moment, he was filled with aversion towards this Niklaus Woodson disciple whom he had never met before.

In the face of Noel Walton’s stern rebuke, Santos Locke seemed as if he didn’t hear it at all and continued to mock, "Or perhaps, you and Elder Colby simply couldn’t find any youths under forty from the Cave Void Realm, so you resorted to these three as mere fillers?"

At this point, not only did Santos Locke start laughing once more, but the green-clad youth beside him couldn’t help but laugh as well.

"Santos, you will regret this!"

Noel Walton’s face grew even more sullen, a chill in his eyes barely contained, as he shouted coldly.

The faces of Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow also looked incredibly ugly.

To say they were mere fillers?

"Regret?"

Santos Locke, stunned by Noel Walton’s words at first, burst out laughing uncontrollably, "Noel Walton, don’t you forget that our strengths are comparable... In my hands, you won’t be able to take any advantage!"

"Or perhaps, you plan to rely on them? These two can be disregarded, maybe they have some talent, but right now, they are useless to us in the Niklaus Woodson!"

Santos Locke’s dismissive gaze swept over Wyatt Barnes and Daisy Wood, finally settling on Brady Yellow.

"This big guy here looks decent enough... but how strong can a man just over thirty be? At best, he’s merely a ’First Level warrior of the Cave Void Realm’."

Santos Locke still had a look of disdain as he gazed at Brady Yellow.

Brady Yellow’s face changed, barely restraining himself as the Origin Force within his body stirred, ready to make a move on Santos Locke.

Just then, a message formed of the condensed Origin Force reached his ears, causing him to suppress his impulse as a sneering cold smile played across his lips.

"Santos!"

Noel Walton took a deep breath, his lips tinged with coldness, "You relentlessly disparage me and the disciples that my master and I have brought back to the Niklaus Woodson, yet you have no idea how strong the ones you and your master have brought back are?"

"The disciples that my master and I brought back to the Niklaus Woodson are naturally stronger than the ones you and your master found! See this person beside me? His name is Callen Hayden, thirty-six years old, no weaker than you or me."

As Santos Locke spoke, he looked toward the green-clad youth with pride on his face.

At this very moment, the green-clad youth ’Callen Hayden,’ let his gaze sweep across Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow, scoffing with disdain, "Two pieces of trash, even if they join forces, I could take them down with one move each!"

As for Daisy Wood, she was outright ignored.

"Santos, true to form, as befits the disciple you accompanied your master to find for the Niklaus Woodson... This Callen Hayden’s mouth is as foul as yours!"

Noel Walton’s gaze, sharp as a knife, swept over Callen Hayden, finally resting on Santos Locke.

"You!!"

The face of Santos Locke, chided by Noel Walton, changed color, anger stirring the Origin Force within him to the brink of bursting forth.

"Santos, this ’Callen Hayden’ you and your master have brought back has not formally registered as a disciple of our Niklaus Woodson yet, has he?"

Noel Walton’s expression suddenly became serious as he asked earnestly.

"No."

Seeing the change in Noel Walton’s face, Santos Locke was momentarily taken aback, answering almost involuntarily.

However, after responding to Noel Walton, he came back to his senses, his face showing a mocking grin, "Noel Walton, why do you ask this?"

"You will soon find out."

This time, Noel Walton didn’t even bother to look at Santos Locke but instead fixed a deep gaze on Callen Hayden.

Then, he turned to Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow, "Wyatt, Brady... our Five Elements Sect has a rule for every peak: as long as a person has not officially registered as a disciple of a peak, they are not considered part of the Sect. If they are killed, the Sect will not pursue the matter!"

Noel Walton’s words caused both Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow’s eyes to light up.

Hearing Noel Walton’s words, Santos Locke scoffed, "Noel Walton, you can’t possibly think that these two pieces of trash can join forces to kill Callen Hayden? That would be a colossal joke!"

Pieces of trash?

The smiles that had just appeared on the faces of Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow froze completely upon hearing Santos Locke’s words.

Their eyes, filled with coldness, immediately locked onto Santos Locke, ready to strike.

"Disputes among the official disciples of the Sect, as long as they do not cripple or kill the opponent, will not be pursued for responsibility by the Sect."

At that moment, Noel Walton added another piece of information.

Instantly, the frozen smiles on the faces of Wyatt Barnes and Brady brightened once again, more radiant than ever.

"Brady, which one do you want?"

Wyatt Barnes asked.

"Me? I want both!"

Brady Yellow was initially taken aback but then decisively said.

"Brady, aren’t you being a bit greedy? Since that’s the case, let’s see who moves faster!"

No sooner had Wyatt’s words fallen than his whole body was already soaring forth.