The Story Never Ends

"How could it be?" Edgar was in disbelief. This was the spiritual artifact that he had been using for many years. But now, it couldn't even handle a single blow.

"This kid is too strong. I might die here if it goes on like this. I should return back to the elders."

He stood up and was about to run when he felt an imminent danger coming from the top.

When he looked over, he saw that the kid's black blade was coming vertically downward towards his head. So, he immediately held his saber horizontally above him and used both of his hands to support it.

"Clang..."

They both collided again. This time, Edgar burned his whole blood and tried to withstand it. He sank a few meters deep into the ground and barely managed to resist it.

Seeing this, Davion took back his blade and backed a few meters away from Edgar.

"It looks like a cultivator in the Golden Core state is just so so.." Davion smiled.

"Damn, you kid, if I was not injured…cough…cough-" before Edgar could finish his words, he fell on his knees and clutched his chest. He spat black blood from his mouth.

"It looks like he was already injured before." Davion thought as he was pondering why a Golden Core Cultivator could be so weak.

"I wanted to see how strong I became, but it looks like I still have to wait a bit more," he sighed.

"Let's forget about it. I should be happy that I can get a lot of experience points easily."

Since he was in a good mood, he looked at Edgar who was on the ground and said, "You are not my match in this state. So, just give up and I will let you die in peace."

Edgar spat out a mouthful of blood again after listening to this. He couldn't believe that he would be in someone else's mercy and that someone was just a kid much younger than him.

He felt very humiliated and looked at Davion with red eyes.

"Just you wait, I will definitely have my revenge if I manage to escape from here. The elders are just near, maybe I can shout out loud so that they can hear me?" he thought.

He then made up his mind and before shouting, he asked first, "Why don't you let me live? I will ask the elders to retreat and we will never set our sights upon the Bone and Devil Sect. How is that?"

Seeing that Davion didn't respond, he hurriedly added, "We will even help your sect get higher rankings in the next conference."

He saw that Davion was still not answering. So, he thought, "Is he considering it?"

"Hehe, it looks like he is a kid after all. Does he think that we will back away and help them this easily?" Edgar smirked by lowering his head.

"Eh, did you just smile?" Davion coldly looked at him.

"No, no," Edgar immediately denied.

"If you can answer some of my questions, then we can agree on the deal," Davion thought for some time and spoke.

"He is really naïve, as I thought," Edgar smiled inwardly but outside he showed a surprised expression.

"Yes, I will try my best to answer it."

"Ok, then how many elders have come here, and what are their cultivations?" Davion asked his first question.

"This…" Edgar hesitated. Actually, he was thinking about the way to contact his elder. But now, this kid suddenly asked how many elders came here.

"Damn, will this kid get scared and run away if I tell him the actual number? As a result, he might even kill me here and escape."

So, he lied, "We have three elders in the sect including me. I am only at the early stage of Golden Core State. But those elders are at the middle stage of Golden Core State and both have come here to ambush your Sect Master."

Davion nodded his head but he couldn't be sure about that. But he still pretended to believe it. He then asked the question that had been bugging him for a long time, "What does your sect want from our Bone and Devil Sect? The only thing we have remaining is our grounds. What is there that needs your sect to send all their elders?"

Even though he had some guesses, he wanted to know more from their mouths.

When Edgar heard this question, he had sweat on his forehead. He himself didn't know what they want from that sect. The Sect Master only told him that he will know when the time comes. As a result, he was very confused.

So, he replied truthfully this time, "I don't know anything about it."

When he said those words, the black blade came straight to his neck and stopped a few centimeters near it.

"Don't lie to me. Why would you take this much trouble without knowing anything?" Davion threatened.

"I'm not lying. It's the truth. Even the other elders do not know anything about it. We were just ordered by our Sect Master to do this." Edgar panicked and managed to tell him everything he knew.

"The Sect Master?" Davion looked a little suspicious.

"Yes, yes, it's the sect master. Only he knows about these things." Edgar nodded.

"So, what's his cultivation?" asked Davion.

"Nobody knows how strong he is, even us.. We believe that he should be at the late stage of Golden Core State because nobody in the outer region has the ways to go beyond it."