"Hey, Dustin," Bo Dawson said with enthusiasm, "Have you ever considered becoming my brother-in-law? "If you married into the Dawson family, you'd have our unwavering support. Rain or shine, we'd have your back."He leaned in a bit closer and added, "What's more, my thirteen sisters are not only beautiful but also accomplished in various arts and skills. You wouldn't be at a loss for good company."Bo was playing the role of a matchmaker with all his might.Dustin tactfully declined, saying, "Mr. Dawson, I'm just an ordinary guy. I don't think I could ever reach the heights of the Dawson family."Bo waved off his concerns, saying, "Nonsense! I don't care about any of that. If you catch my eye, you could still be my brother-in-law. My sisters won't refuse."With an enthusiastic grin, Bo pulled out his phone, displaying photos of his sisters. He began to introduce them one by one. "Come on, have a look. These are pictures of my sisters. You can pick anyone you like, no reservati
After reaching an agreement with Bo, Dustin immediately called Lana from the next room. The three of them had a detailed discussion and signed the relevant contracts. With that, the tripartite alliance was officially established.Over the next two days, Dustin juggled between teaching the pharmacists to make Dew Balm and working on the reconstruction of Harmony Healers. He was busy and in high spirits, running from one end to the other. Fortunately, Lana's assistance helped streamline the process. Then, things quickly fell into place.On the side of the Welch and Swanson families, progress was even quicker. The production of Dew Balm had already entered the sales phase. They even rebranded it as "Rejuvenaid". The name signified a miraculous recovery. Although Rejuvenaid didn't meet the drug content standards, the power of their wealth made these concerns practically irrelevant. After a massive promotional campaign, the Welch and Swanson families' Rejuvenaid had gained signifi
"Show them in," Greta replied."Of course."The phone call ended, and a few moments later, the door to the office swung open. Ezra and Eleanor walked in together, both sporting smiles on their faces."Ms. Dawson, we hope we're not disturbing you by coming unannounced," Ezra said with an air of politeness.Eleanor, on the other hand, went straight for the couch and took a seat. She exuded a leader's presence."Mr. Swanson, Ms. Welch, what brings you here today? Do you have any business with me?" Greta maintained her calm demeanor."Business? Yes," Ezra responded with a not-so-subtle smile. "We wanted to discuss a business opportunity with you.""What kind of opportunity?" Greta asked, acting as if she was oblivious to their intent."Ms. Dawson, have you heard about our recent product, Rejuvenaid?" Ezra asked."I've heard of it, yes. What's the matter?" Greta's expression remained composed."Great, that makes things easier." Ezra smiled. Then, he said, "Rejuvenaid, our la
"Ms. Welch, are you threatening me?" Greta's face darkened at Eleanor's aggressive tone, and her eyes turned sharp.The Dawson family had vast sales channels and significant influence in the pharmaceutical industry. It was reasonable to offer a profit share of 40 to 50 percent in a partnership, especially given the quality of the product in question.But Eleanor was acting as if she was the one doing them a favor; she clearly didn't understand the capabilities of the Dawson family. It was an insult to the Dawsons for Eleanor to offer only ten percent profit. Her behavior was akin to trying to deceive the Dawson family, treating them as if they were naive."Ms. Dawson, please don't misunderstand. Eleanor is just kidding." Ezra quickly attempted to defuse the situation, making eye contact with Eleanor, who seemed to miss the cues.Damn it! Was Eleanor out of her mind? Earlier, they had agreed on a 30 percent profit, and now she was trying to squeeze Greta down to just ten percent.
Greta's stubbornness was outrageous!"Oh, we had some visitors!" At that moment, Bo walked in. He strolled in casually and confidently. The female grandmaster, Elara, followed, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for potential threats."Bo, you're here?" Greta's expression softened upon seeing her younger brother."Greta, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" Bo said. "I've brought some food from Regal Court. You should try it out."Bo took the container from Elara and placed various dishes on Greta's desk. It was a well-rounded meal, ranging from salads to steaks."Bo, you're a lifesaver. I've taught you well." Greta smiled, her previous concerns now brushed aside. She was genuinely thankful for her thoughtful brother."Greta, do these guests have any urgent business here?" Bo looked over at Ezra and Eleanor. He recognized them as fellow scions of well-off families, although they weren't exactly close friends."It's all business, but we haven't struck a deal yet," Greta expl
As Bo gave the signal, his bodyguards rushed forward and surrounded Eleanor and Ezra. Their menacing expressions made them look like a group of sharks circling two helpless fish."What do you think you're doing? I warn you not to make any rash moves. I'm from the Welch family, and if you lay a hand on me, you'll pay dearly!" Eleanor sternly warned, her face showing a mix of anger and fear.She hadn't expected Bo to be so unreasonable. It was much better dealing with Greta than with him."Mr. Dawson, calm down. In business, there's no need for hostilities. There's no need to escalate this." Ezra tried to defuse the situation with a forced smile.Bo's status was widely known among the elite circles of Oakvale. He was cherished and protected by the Dawson family, regardless of any mistakes he made. Bo stood on a different level from the young heirs of the prominent families. In other words, even if Bo beat them up today, the Welch and Swanson families wouldn't dare to retaliate.
"That's fantastic!" Greta's face beamed with excitement, and she felt a renewed sense of optimism. She had been fretting about how to deal with the competition and minimize potential losses. However, to her surprise, good news had come their way.The Dawson family already held a prominent position in the pharmaceutical industry, controlling nearly 70 percent of the Oakvale medical market. With their resources and connections, they never struggled to sell their products. That was why the Welch and Swanson families had approached them for a collaboration to promote their Rejuvenaid. But, their greed and reluctance to compromise had caused the negotiations to fail.Now, with the unexpected news from Bo, the Dawson Medical Group was no longer shackled. In fact, this could be an opportunity to go head-to-head with the Welch and Swanson families!"Hold on a sec ..." After the initial excitement, Greta seemed to recall something important. She suddenly asked, "Bo, who are these peopl
Inside a speeding Maserati, Eleanor was seated in the back. She poured herself a glass of red wine, which she chugged down. Her beautiful face was now tainted with anger and bitterness."Those damn Dawson siblings!" Eleanor fumed. "Kicking us out? I'll make them pay for this!""Eleanor, take it easy. Dealing with the Dawson family won't be a cakewalk. Let's not make this worse," Ezra advised."Hmph! We're part of Oakvale's eight great families and a force to be reckoned with! We shouldn't fear them," Eleanor argued."It's not that I fear them; it's just unnecessary to stir up trouble." Ezra shook his head.If the strengths of the Welch and Swanson families combined, it would give them an edge over the Dawsons. But if they faced the Dawsons head-on, it would only result in mutual damage."I still think it's necessary!" Eleanor responded with determination in her eyes. "In a competition of willpower, we should stand our ground. With Rejuvenaid at our disposal, we can use this o
Willem's wings, black as night with a metallic sheen, erupted from his back. Fully extended, they stretched over 30 feet. With a gentle flap, a storm of wind and eerie howls swept through the air. The sheer force was intimidating to behold.His appearance had also undergone a drastic transformation. Willem's once-handsome face was now gaunt, his skin wrinkled, and his cheekbones jutted out. Fangs protruded from his mouth, and two sharp horns sprouted from his head. He had grown taller, but his body was unnaturally thin, with his ribs and sternum visible beneath his skin. From a distance, he looked like a towering, monstrous skeleton. It was an unsettling sight that sent a chill down anyone's spine.This was Willem's ultimate form. After the transformation, his speed, strength, defense, and reflexes were greatly enhanced. His thirst for blood grew even more intense, turning him into a bloodthirsty demon.The gods, who had expressed dissatisfaction moments ago, now stood paralyzed
Willem was so fast that, even to a grandmaster, it would appear as though he had teleported, leaving no time to react.Bailey had already drawn Arion's full attention, making Willem's sudden attack almost impossible to counter.When everyone thought his attack was about to succeed, a red divine talisman suddenly shot out and stuck to his forehead just as his fangs were mere inches from Arion's neck.The talisman exploded, releasing a surge of violent energy that blasted Willem over ten yards away. Before he hit the ground, a blazing fireball instantly engulfed him.He screamed as he turned into a human torch. The fire burned fiercely, scorching his flesh and charring his body.The flames clung to him like a curse and were impossible to put out. His blood energy crackled and hissed as the fire burned, and thick black smoke rose from his body.The sight shocked everyone.Just moments ago, Willem had almost succeeded in his ambush, but Arion had been prepared. With a single talisma
Thousands of golden whips lashed out with the force of a storm, and it was impossible to dodge.The group led by Bailey launched their attacks to block and continually struck the golden whips. With each collision, energy erupted, followed by loud booming sounds.Arion stood firm like a mountain. His body was enveloped in golden light as he swung his whips. Even though he was outnumbered, he still held the advantage.Bailey and the others couldn't break through at all. A few slightly weaker gods from the Hall of Gods were forced to retreat with each lash and struggled to withstand the onslaught.At that moment, everyone finally realized the terrifying power of Dragonmarsh's strongest martial artist. Even the attacks evolved from the Glow Incantation were enough to throw them off balance."I don't believe these things can stop me!"Bailey roared as his body began to change. His already large frame grew even bulkier, like a small mountain. His shirt tore as his muscles expanded, and
The sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise. No one had expected Arion to strike so suddenly; he was so fast that they couldn't even see his movement.Even Willem, renowned for his speed, couldn't react in time. One slap had sent him flying—simple, brutal, and unstoppable.At that moment, they finally realized that the seemingly harmless Arion was much more formidable than they had imagined.Willem staggered to his feet and reached up to straighten his twisted neck. His collapsed cheek began to heal at a visible rate. Fortunately for him, vampires possessed extraordinary regenerative abilities. Without it, the slap would have crippled him."You're strong for an old geezer, but it'll take more than that to finish me off," Willem hissed through clenched teeth. The bloodthirst in his eyes was unmistakable as he glared at Arion. If he could drain Arion's blood, his strength would surge to unimaginable heights."Oh? This is interesting." Arion raised an eyebrow with a faint smi
The battle between the Hall of Gods and Sacred Wrym Summit raged with unrelenting intensity. The Hall of Gods had made meticulous preparations for this invasion. Besides recruiting powerful martial artists from around the world, they also distributed valuable enhanced serums to everyone. To counter Sacred Wrym Summit's Stormcraft technique, they developed a special combat suit capable of resisting such attacks. Generally, a divine martial artist struck by Stormcraft would instantly lose their combat ability, but this special suit reduced the effectiveness of the attack by half. Even if struck, they could recover after a brief moment to continue fighting. The defensive capabilities of this gear were nearly flawless.In addition, their greatest strength was the sheer weight of their numbers. They had at least ten thousand people, including hired outlaws, under their command. During the siege, they were densely packed like a swarm of bees.In contrast, Sacred Wrym Summit had only
Willard's ultimate move cleared the battlefield in an instant. The martial artists who had rushed forward were either dead or critically wounded, with no ability to defend themselves."This… How is this possible?" Hank's eyes widened in terror as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.Under the restriction of the sealing formation, even ultimate grandmasters couldn't unleash their full strength. But Willard, with nothing more than a flask of liquor, had managed to tap into a supreme divine power far beyond his cultivation level.Though he was only at the grandmaster level, his move, Infinite Spirit Manifestation, carried the might of an ultimate grandmaster. If he were to use it again, the outcome would be grim for everyone, including himself."Retract!" Willard took a deep breath and the thousands of illusory images that had surged forth earlier instantly retracted into his body. His face turned red and pale as his breath grew heavy and ragged.The toll of using Infinite Spirit Manif
"Take a guess." Willard didn't answer. Instead, he took another sip from his flask.His cultivation had been sealed, but his strength came from the wine in his hand. The wine was refined with valuable herbs and contained dense spiritual energy, which he could absorb and convert into combat power.In short, every sip made him stronger. Even with his cultivation sealed, he could still execute powerful techniques."It's the wine, isn't it?" Garrett's gaze landed on the flask, and a quick realization set in. Willard drank before and after every attack, which hinted at something suspicious."Bingo. But no prize for you." Willard smirked and launched forward with a palm strike aimed at Garrett. Though his strength wasn't at its peak, the attack remained a deadly threat to the already injured Garrett."Mr. Styles, save me." Garrett knew he had no chance of blocking it and cried for help."Go to hell, traitor!" Hank saw the internal commotion unfold and threw a powerful punch at Willard
With a longsword in hand, Dustin plunged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep and cut down his enemies with brutal efficiency.Though he couldn't tap into his mystical energy, his physical strength far outstripped that of an average martial artist. His speed, power, reflexes, and combat skills crushed anyone in his path.Every swing of his blade was precise and targeted the enemy's vital spots with deadly accuracy, which left no room for defense.Under his relentless assault, the assassins were helpless. The air rang with their screams as bodies fell one after another.Unlike the tournament match, Dustin now unleashed his full power in this life-or-death fight. His attacks were becoming more brutal and relentless than ever."This kid's tougher than I thought." Hank frowned as he watched his men struggle.He hadn't expected Dustin to have such formidable combat prowess, even with his sealed cultivation. If an unmatched genius like Dustin couldn't be made an ally, he had to be e
"Step forward, and you're dead!" Facing the onslaught of desperate assassins, Dustin showed no mercy. With a swing of his long sword, a dazzling sword aura swept through the darkness like a crescent moon and briefly illuminated the night sky. The assassins only saw a flash of white light and instinctively stopped in their tracks. When the brilliance faded, those at the front stood frozen as if struck by a paralysis spell.A moment later, heads tumbled to the ground, like ripe fruit falling from a tree. The headless bodies stood upright for two seconds before collapsing, blood splattering everywhere.The gruesome sight shocked everyone. They exchanged uneasy glances and were hesitant to move forward. No one had anticipated Dustin's sword to be so fast that the fallen couldn't even defend themselves.The assassins who had just been killed were among the elites. Yet, none of them could block even a single strike. The difference in strength was clear."What are you standing aroun