An Understated Dominance

The next morning, Dustin made some simple arrangements for Zypher Lodge and immediately took a car to Swinston.

With the Cherusia in hand and all the required medicinal herbs gathered, everything was ready. All that was left was to refine the Longevitium (Life-Prolonging Pill).

Dustin had to hurry and fulfill his promise before the Old Drunkard’s (Gregory) life ran out.

After a car ride that took most of the day, Dustin finally arrived at Peaceful Medical Clinic.

The clinic was as peaceful and tranquil as usual.

The Old Drunkard was sprawled out on a recliner, reeking of alcohol. Caitlin, busy as always, was either cleaning or cooking, keeping the clinic in perfect order. Meanwhile, the sword fanatic Maximus was practicing his swordsmanship in the courtyard.

Compared to his previous fast-paced sword techniques, Maximus now focused on slow and precise movements. Although it looked ordinary, his sword energy was restrained and hidden, reaching a whole new level of power.

Clearly, during this time, Maximus had made great strides in his cultivation.

“Whoosh!”

Just as Maximus was deeply immersed in his sword practice, a silver needle suddenly shot out and aimed for his chest.

Maximus’s eyes widened, and he swiftly turned around, slashing the silver needle with his sword, precisely hitting its tip.

“Clang!”

was deflected and disappeared into the

there? Show yourself!” Maximus pointed his sword

few months, and I didn’t expect your progress to be so significant.” Dustin walked out slowly from behind the tree, a smile on

that accurately could only be achieved by an extraordinary innate martial

but his expression turned into joy. “Haha…

long sword aside and gave Dustin

each other, isn’t that a bit

and see who’s back!”

“Mr Rhys!”

rushed out, her face filled with surprise. “Mr Rhys, when did you

“I just got back.”

faintly. “How have you all been during this

food and drink,” Caitlin replied with a smile. To her, this peaceful life

months, and with the guidance of Senior Drunkard (Sir Gregory), my swordsmanship has improved significantly. I can make rapid progress

While Maximus was still at the Semi-Grandmaster level, his actual combat power could already contend with those at the Grandmaster

a sword genius who could fight above his weight

the Old Drunkard