Chapter 375: Chapter 351: Winds and Clouds Surging (3)

He thought she would stop after he yelled that, but her Power Domain pressed down on him without mercy.

Though it didn’t sever his meridians, it filled him with a profound sense of terror.

"Don’t... you... really... want to know?"

The pressure suddenly intensified. Dawn Miles looked him in the eye and said, enunciating each word, "I know everything you’ve done."

A terrible premonition surfaced in Drake Trent’s heart. He forced the words out, "They’re... lying to you..."

But Dawn Miles’s gaze was completely placid. She slowly withdrew her Power Domain and said flatly, "I know what you’re planning to do."

She suddenly raised her hand, pointed at a nearby air vent, then at the half-empty bottle of mineral water in front of him. "The drug from over there is in here."

Drake Trent froze, staring at her in disbelief.

He immediately mobilized the Power within him, only to quickly discover a fire raging in his meridians. The Power was beginning to spin out of control, threatening to erupt from his body.

Dawn Miles said calmly,

"I’m giving you a choice now..."

***

An hour later, the competition resumed. To everyone’s astonishment, Drake Trent had chosen to withdraw.

Only Dawn Miles and a foreign contestant were left on the stage.

Upon seeing Dawn Miles, the other contestant conceded on the spot. She became the champion without a fight.

That night, the topic "Veridia’s Martial King, Champion of Arcadia" shot to the top of the trending topics. The content was just a single announcement posted by The Martial Alliance.

Everyone assumed it was The Martial King of the Trent Family and started tagging Seawell Pharma, only to find that all of Seawell Pharma’s recent promotional posts about "God’s Blessing" had been deleted.

Even the comments section had been disabled. It seemed something drastic had happened.

「Warner Hospital.」

Benjamin Morgan watched as all the trending topics involving Seawell Pharma were deleted from the internet, his heart pounding in shock.

He grabbed his laptop and ran to the hospital room.

"Young Master, Seawell Pharma pulled all the trending topics."

Alvin Morgan, lying in the hospital bed, looked unfazed. He took a sip of the soup Dawn Miles had served him and said nonchalantly, "Aurora told them to."

Huh?

Benjamin Morgan stared in shock at the calm-looking girl and pushed up his glasses curiously. "Aurora, how did you do it?"

Dawn Miles replied, "I told him I’ve recovered my memories and can wipe out the Trent Family at any time."

"..."

’Do I look as stupid as Beta Morgan?’

Benjamin Morgan sighed helplessly. Just as he was about to say something, Alvin Morgan’s phone, which was on the table, started vibrating.

It was a call from The Martial Affairs Bureau.

The moment he swiped to answer, Alec’s somewhat grave voice came through.

"Young Lord Morgan, a dozen of the Trent Family’s Martial Kings and High Rank Martial Cultivators... are dead..."

Alvin Morgan’s throat tightened. He looked at the girl across from him and shouted, "Aurora—"

But she had already opened the window and leaped out.

"Benjamin, follow her! Quickly!"

She was incredibly fast, heading straight for a specific location.

Her beautiful face was now etched with a murderous chill. Her lips were pressed into a tight line, and the Power Domain surrounding her grew stronger and stronger.

By the time she landed on the rooftop of a skyscraper, her jet-black hair had turned silver-white.

On one side of the rooftop, a familiar figure was waiting quietly for her.

The thick stench of blood made one’s brows furrow instinctively.

She clenched her fists tightly and demanded, "Why did you do this?"

But the person replied with utter indifference, "The Holy Mountain has given an order. They violated the rules of the Martial World and needed to be erased."

His voice was so cold it sent a shiver down one’s spine.

Dawn Miles bit her lip hard. Her gaze dimmed, and her fists, clenched at her sides, were already dripping with blood. After a long moment, she said, "Back then... why didn’t you kill me..."

Master Aerion froze, his eyes widening as if in disbelief. "Dawn... Dawn Miles... you..."

"They sent me to Sunstone so that you... could kill me the moment I lost control, didn’t they?"

Master Aerion was at a loss for words. The little girl, once as small as a dumpling, was now a grown woman.

Her gaze was just as cold, but now it held a glimmer of light.

He should have been relieved, but instead, waves of anguish washed over him.

"Dawn Miles, your master is, after all, only human. I have my own selfish desires. I just want to protect you. If the Trent Family didn’t die, you would have..."

Master Aerion slowly removed the mask from his face, revealing a familiar countenance that made Dawn Miles’s arms tremble slightly.

Although her memories hadn’t fully returned, he was the first person she remembered the moment she saw him.

He was her master, the one who taught her to see the world anew.

In her heart, he was the most important person to her—so important she would have traded her life for his.

"Master, there are many people in this world who know my identity. Are you going to kill them all?"

A murderous glint flashed in Master Aerion’s eyes. "Dawn Miles, only the dead can keep secrets. This is no time for foolish compassion. This is for your own good..."

But Dawn Miles just looked at him, then suddenly dropped to her knees. She kowtowed deeply three times, and with her head slightly bowed, she whispered, "Master, I don’t want... I don’t want to live like this..."

"Dawn Miles... What are you doing?" A sudden panic seized Master Aerion. He rushed forward, but an invisible "wall" blocked his path.

Under the moonlight, the girl’s silver hair danced in the wind. Her eyes were devoid of light, and her Power Domain was fully unleashed.

"Master, Elara Grant once told me something... and I think she was right. Since everything started because of these powers... then I’ll just get rid of them..."

She slowly raised her hand, which pulsed with terrifying energy. The color drained from Master Aerion’s face, and his voice cracked as he roared, "Dawn Miles—don’t do anything foolish! Dawn Miles—"

But her palm fell heavily. A terrifying energy erupted from her body, and her meridians proved fragile before the immense Power.

"Dawn Miles—"

The girl’s body collapsed to the ground as blood sprayed from her lips.

The Power Domain blocking Master Aerion dissipated. With eyes full of despair, he ran forward, gathered the limp girl in his arms, and cried out, "Dawn Miles... Dawn Miles, how are you? Don’t scare me..."

Blood bubbled from the girl’s mouth, but beneath the crimson spray, her lips seemed to curve into a smile. She struggled to speak:

"Master... the strings... attached to me... cut them..."

Her beautiful eyes slowly closed, and she became like a silent doll.

The image of that small figure from all those years ago seemed to reappear before his eyes.

...

"Little girl, do you want to come with me?"

The little girl’s eyes were large, but they held no light. Still, she reached a hand out to him.

"If you come with me, you can’t bring your doll."

The little girl looked woodenly at the doll in her arms, then placed it by the door.

...

Fear surfaced in Master Aerion’s heart, and a torrent of regret washed over him.

He immediately picked her up and sprinted for the stairs, roaring, "Ronan Warner—Ronan Warner—"

Benjamin Morgan, who was just arriving, heard the near-hysterical shout. His face paled, and he rushed forward.

When he saw Aurora Sinclair covered in blood, he froze on the spot.

He felt the blood drain from his body, and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed in a vise.

His fingers trembled as he fumbled for his phone to call Alvin Morgan.

The call connected almost instantly.

"Where are you?"

"Young Master... Aurora... I think... she’s dying..."