My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner-Chapter 69 - Sixty-Eight The Sword Arrives First Update _1

69: Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Sword Arrives (First Update) _1

69: Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Sword Arrives (First Update) _1

Abigail Turner gasped, “The Young Master of Sword Mountain?!”

It could only be him, a young Heaven’s Chosen who was two levels higher than Marlowe Piper!

Marlowe Piper was from the Burning Sect, whose influence was limited to Waves Prefecture, and he could only be regarded as a “young talent.” However, Sword Mountain was well-known throughout Kai County, and its young master could be called a “young Heaven’s Chosen.”

Be it cultivation, power or magic treasures, the Young Master of Sword Mountain far surpassed Marlowe Piper.

Such a figure was someone Abigail could only look up to.

If the two families were to marry, it would undoubtedly be her marrying up.

Yet, in Owen Bertram’s words, he was just “a little tricky”?

It seems that his strength would need to be reassessed, as it was even more powerful than they had imagined!

Abigail shouted, “Come out immediately and bring the bodies of those people!”

Owen Bertram looked at Little Loach beside him, who was still slowly digesting, and scratched his head, “I’m still busy.”

Damn!

Abigail almost cursed.

How could he not take the orders from his superiors so seriously?!

“Respect the wise and virtuous!” Chief quickly pulled her back and whispered a reminder.

Abigail’s forehead bulged with two veins.

She restrained her anger and asked, “What are you busy with?

Are there any other enemies?”

“I still need to pick pearls,” Owen Bertram said.

Abigail was dissatisfied, “You’ve already been exempted from the Life Saving Tax for a year.

Why are you still picking pearls?”

Owen Bertram chattered, “Although I’ve been exempted from the Life Saving Tax for a year, my family is poor.

Right now, it’s a good time to save some money.

Lord Prescott, it’s not me who’s saying this, but you…

All you know is how to enjoy yourself and you don’t understand how to prepare for danger.

That’s not how you should live.”

Abigail’s face turned green with anger from his last words!

What the hell kind of excuse is this?

I am a Lord of Horizon Bureau, who wants to live with you?!

At most, it would be me supporting you.

“You come back to me right now…”

However, Owen Bertram’s voice suddenly became intermittent, “What?

What did you say…

I can’t hear…

My spiritual energy is insufficient, and I can’t support the transmission of my voice anymore…”

Then it went silent.

Abigail Turner looked at Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow, who was secretly laughing.

Last time, this little fellow also dealt with her like this.

Could you at least put some effort into finding an excuse?

Abigail Turner gritted her teeth and glared at her subordinate Chief, whose face turned red.

He couldn’t say those “respect the wise and virtuous” words at this moment.

…

It wasn’t until the sun was about to set that Little Loach finally finished digesting.

An incredibly strong warm current melted into Owen Bertram’s body.

After circulating throughout his body, it merged into the Spiritual Cavity on his left chest, which was connected to the Flying Sword Object System.

The Flying Sword Object System also emitted a spiritual flame radiance that spread out like a spider web and ignited another twenty-four Acupoints.

Owen Bertram had now ignited forty-six Acupoints in the Second Great Realm, Ignition Acupoint Level, nearly half of the Acupoints in this level.

However, Owen Bertram remained motionless, staring intently at the second one.

Only when Little Loach realized it couldn’t hide anymore did it reluctantly spit out a small Flying Sword.

Owen Bertram was overjoyed.

He cleaned it carefully and examined it.

The Flying Sword was one foot long, narrow and agile, resembling an elongated shuttle with sharp ends and no sword handle.

At first glance, it seemed ordinary without any flourish, but Owen Bertram wouldn’t underestimate it.

He injected spiritual energy into the Flying Sword, making it flicker uncertainly, appearing and disappearing at will!

With a thought, Owen Bertram made the sword vanish.

It stabbed invisibly thousands of feet away, striking a hundred and eight times – thirty-six heavy strikes and seventy-two light strikes – carving a vivid lotus flower onto a stone wall!Then, with a thought, his flying sword silently returned, merging into the spiritual cavity in his left chest, where it resided with the responsive object.

A light blue spiritual flow emerged from the responsive object, entered one end of the flying sword, flowed out from the other end, and returned to the responsive object, forming a cycle.

Owen Bertram sensed that under this nourishment, both the responsive object and the flying sword would become stronger and stronger!

“Marvelous!” Owen thought to himself: This is what the flying sword path should be like!

Complex and simple, near and far, versatile yet efficient, sharing the same fate with oneself.

He wanted to continue testing the killing power of the flying sword.

However, after looking at the time, he dared not delay further.

He hastily collected Little Loach, dragged the corpses, and ran back to the village.

Abigail Turner and others had been waiting outside the village with darkened faces for the whole day, and finally, Owen returned.

Just as Abigail was about to put on the prestige of a hundred military officers and scold him a few words, Owen threw her the four corpses and turned to run: “You can take your time checking, I have to go back first, my sister is getting impatient.”

“Hey…” Abigail called out, but Owen ignored her and disappeared in a puff of smoke!

“Too much!” Abigail angrily whipped the whip in her hand a few times, pretending the target was the damned Trial Training General, satisfying an illusion.

The military officers under her hurriedly persuaded her, “Lord, it’s getting dark, let’s go back too.”

Abigail thought of her brush with death and shuddered, “Let’s go!”

After checking the four corpses in the cave, they finally confirmed, “It’s Sword Mountain’s Young Master Leopold and his three sword servants, no doubt about it.”

Abigail took another look at the wounds on the corpses, which were different from the seven people killed by Marlowe Piper yesterday.

This proved that Owen was correct – the opponent he faced today was slightly more difficult.

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If it was as comfortable as Owen himself said…

“Such strength is truly unfathomable!”

“Damn Owen, I want to ask about the battle, but this guy ran away!”

“Dereliction of duty!”

Abigail took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and reminded herself: “Honor the virtuous, plot to support…”

She covered her mouth and glanced left and right – what the hell was that last part?!

…

The next morning, when Owen came to Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow to scrounge breakfast, the people of Horizon Bureau had the opportunity to ask about yesterday’s battle.

Owen recounted the process, and the chief quietly nodded at Abigail after recalling the wounds on the corpses.

Just as Abigail was about to speak, Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow interrupted her, “Don’t take risks today.

We’ve already confirmed that his strength is powerful, and he shows no mercy, so far without a living mouth.”

“Next time, you might not be so lucky.”

“Let’s wait for Lord Algernon to arrive and make a decision.”

Abigail stared at Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow unhappily—without Owen keeping an eye on his opponent, what would happen to her task as a hundred military officers if he broke into Burning Hillock?

However, Abigail suddenly became cautious: Could it be that this little girl had already suspected that I wanted to dig her corner?

“Fine.” Abigail no longer pressured Owen, “Try to avoid conflicts with him.

As long as Lord Algernon arrives, we won’t fear his armor and sabre!”

However, the military officers were not excited and unsure: they should not be afraid…right?

Jeffery Cooper, the deputy revered Lord, seemed to be a cultivator of The Third Great Boundary.

In Waves Prefecture, he was also a ranked powerhouse.

But was he really enough to solve such a powerful opponent?

“Thank you for your concern, Lord.” Owen thanked her, having eaten his fill, wiped his mouth, and excused himself.