“Do you want to escape?” Arthur asked softly, seemingly knowing what Gilbert was thinking.
Gilbert remained silent, but how he was presently reminded him of how Jagoan was a moment ago.
He had asked Jagoan the same question a while ago, and now he was in the same situation. With his teeth clenched, he turned to flee, converging all his martial energy to his feet to push his speed to the limit.
I will escape and never return to Jadeborough.
I’ve been in a dungeon and have not felt the sun on my face for twenty years. Now that I am out, today will definitely not be my last day on earth. I have not enjoyed my time outside yet!
Gilbert was quick and disappeared in a flash, but Arthur did not seem alarmed.
“Are you not going after him?” Jagoan asked quietly.
“He can run, but he can’t hide.” Arthur vanished after finishing his sentence.
Jagoan gaped, slack-jawed.
He had not officially seen Arthur in action before, and now he finally understood why Jadeborough’s martial arts world was wary of him.
When Gilbert was a safe distance away, he glanced over his shoulder and blew out a relieved sigh after noticing Arthur was nowhere to be seen behind him.
“F*ck, that was nuts…” He clapped a hand to his chest.
Immediately after exhaling, he felt a gust of wind behind him. As he looked back, Arthur was already standing behind him. He staggered in shock and almost tripped.
“You have nowhere to go,” Arthur stated while crossing his hands behind his back.
Gilbert’s eyes were filled with terror when he realized Arthur’s legs were not moving, indicating that he was not running but flying. He was actually flying.
Gilbert came to a halt and admitted defeat, falling to his knees before Arthur with a thud.
“Please let me go, Mr. Sanders. I will keep a low profile and never show myself again!” he pleaded.
Arthur looked at him and scoffed, “Save your breath. You must die, or Jagoan will not be able to regain his abilities.”
Gilbert stilled, unable to make sense of what he said.
“Jagoan’s blood essence has been completely depleted, and his elixir field is sealed. He is useless now as he has lost his ability to cultivate. Killing me will not get back his abilities.”
Arthur shook his head. “Who says one can’t recover after depleting one’s blood essence? He will be back on his feet after he absorbs your powers.”
Gilbert finally understood Arthur wanted Jagoan to absorb his powers, the powers he had meticulously cultivated for ten years to attain the cultivation level of Top Level Martial Arts Marquis. How could he allow someone to take his powers?
“No!” Gilbert roared at the sky as he concentrated all his martial energy in his hands, ready to fight anyone who would dare take his powers.
Arthur stared at the crazed Gilbert and slapped him viciously, shattering the magecraft he had mustered.
Gilbert did not stand a chance against Arthur, but still, he tried to summon his martial energy to fight back until Arthur grabbed him by the collar and hurled him in the air effortlessly.
All of his martial energy scattered in that split second, unable to be mustered again.
Arthur swiftly returned to Jagoan after seizing Gilbert.
Jagoan’s perception of Arthur shifted after witnessing him manhandling Gilbert, a Demonic Cultivator, with such ease.
Arthur flung Gilbert in front of him, and Gilbert, who had smugly stepped on Jagoan’s head a moment ago, lay motionless on the ground.
“You will regain your strength after absorbing his powers… Expending your blood essence will still have detrimental side effects even if you have a different lineage than others, so quit doing it in the future,” Arthur chastised Jagoan.
Jagoan eyed him in curiosity.
How did Mr. Sanders know that my lineage was different?
Nevertheless, he did not question Arthur out loud.