Talented Martial Hero

"Sir! What just happened? You, you have reached the Wonder Realm already? That's amazing!" Thomas reacted firstly. Achieving the Wonder Realm was too tough for sect elders like them. "Congratulations, Sir! That's so great! You've made it!" the other two said in amusement. However, Michael seemed to neglect their praises and question as he was disappointed earlier when they didn't obey him

"That was not what I wanted you to see. I wanted you to stop, so I had no resort but to use my power. Now, if you three ignored my words once more, you would only earn you severe punishment! Remember?" Michael said seriously and angrily. Then he turned back after scolding the three.

The three knelt at once and answered simultaneously, "Yes, sir!"

"All right now! You should leave. I will take care of this kid."

"Yes, Sir!" Alan answered first and hid a smirk on his face. On the other hand, Alan had done the thing he planned and got the result. Besides, Darren was not his top one suspect for his son's death. So he had no reason to stay here anymore.

Full of killing intent, Alan shot a cold glare at Jerome. Then he jumped into the air, leaving away frustrated.

Then the elder of the School of Arrow Skill left with Jerome. Thomas and Elsa, however, were still on the spot. They were hesitant to leave Darren.

"Thomas, it's time for you and your daughter to leave now. Your daughter has a great future. She is a talented cultivator. I can see it very well,” Michael gently said and looked at Elsa with a satisfied smile.

"Are you sure that you only need Darren, Sir? After all, he is my student..." Thomas respectfully opposed as he made a bow to Michael. He was only worried that Darren might do a mistake with Michael.

"I know that, Thomas. You are the one I trust most. And I hope I can win the same trust from you as a return,” he said with authority.

"Sir, what do you want to do to Darren? If you want to punish him, I will stay here and accept the same punishment,” a feminine voice interrupted. Elsa firmly stood up for Darren, with determination sparkling in her eyes. She was worried for Darren too, as his true strength might get revealed. However, the young lad Darren, who had been speechless for a while, spoke, "I will go with you, Sir, if that is necessary. I wouldn't wish to disobey the order from the sect leader. Elder Thomas, Elsa, you don't have to worry about me. I will come back soon."

Elsa was still doubtful, and she wanted to tag along. But before her next word escaped from her open mouth, Darren interrupted Elsa at once, "I will be fine Elsa. Don't worry. Go back with your father."

So Elsa couldn't do anything and only nodded at Darren, trusting every word he said.

"Go now!"

Michael, activating a gentle force, held Darren's arm and both of them disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Will Darren be in danger?"

Elsa talked to herself, standing still like a statue.

"Elsa, what happened between you and Darren? Why do you care for him so much?" Thomas asked suspiciously.

"No! Nothing, Dad!" Elsa answered nervously. It was not the time for her to reveal it yet. Meanwhile, everything around Darren faded away. The next second, Darren found himself enveloped by bamboo. In front of him, there was a cottage in this quiet and peaceful place. The two of them could enjoy solitude and serious talk, but this made Darren uncomfortable.

"Come in, kid!"

Michael stood in front of the old bamboo door and invited Darren to follow up and come in. Despite the hesitance, Darren shrugged his worries and followed Michael.

After they came into the cottage, Michael gestured for Darren to sit down. He fixed his eyes on Darren with a satisfied smile as he observed Darren wandering his eyes around the cottage.

"You are a good boy. Your name is Darren Chu, right?" he began.

Darren felt uneasy under Michael's watch, but he answered reverently, "Yes, Sir. My name is Darren Chu."

"Good for you, boy. You have a high-level preliminary sword intent. And you are so young. I have never met such a talented man like you. Even the best talents in the Holy Lands can't compare with you. God bless us! We have such a talent in our sect.”

"I'm so flattered, Sir. But I haven't had a sword intent yet. I only obtained some sword intent in my body by chance. My sword intent was disposable, only available for once.” Darren was a prudent man. He would not tell the truth about his sword cultivation just because Michael was full of praise for him. Cautiousness was his asset.

"Darren, you don't have to lie to me. I'm not like them. Your secret is safe with me. I know you and Elsa have achieved the sword core already,” Michael said.

His eyebrows twitched because of surprise, making Darren skeptical upon hearing Michael. He wondered, “How does he know that? Is it true that he has been observing us in secret? There's not a thing that he didn't know."

Clouded with confusion, Darren badly wanted to ask Michael. But before Darren spoke out his doubt, Michael paled at once.

"Ah!" Michael groaned in pain.

Darren's eyes widened as Michael spit out blood, all of a sudden.

"Sirl What's happening to you? Are you all right? Why..." Darren asked with worries and anxiety. As he reached out his hand to try to pat Michael's back to comfort the elder, Michael stopped him. "Listen to me. To be honest, Darren, I haven't reached the Wonder Realm. I just exerted the Omnipotent Talent Skill, but I have an internal injury because of that. It was a risky move, and I am aware of that already.”

Michael looked up and saw Darren's doubtful look. He coughed a little and continued weakly, "You must wonder why I am telling you this and why did I bring you here."

Before Michael spoke out the answer, Darren said first, "Sir, is this because of the cultivator of the Wonder Realm? The one that the School of Blade Skill invited here? I guess you have already known Alan's plan. He wants to betray our sect, am I right?"

As soon as Michael heard Darren's answer, he stood up in shock and disbelief.