An Understated Dominance

“Frankly, my fellow sect leaders, this young man has deep ties with my Mystic Arts Order, so the outcome is still uncertain.”

Penelope Solace spoke suddenly, her thin lips curling into a knowing smile. Moments earlier, a subordinate had informed her that Dustin was quite close to her granddaughter, Abigail.

Since joining the church, Abigail had shown no interest in any man. If this were their first encounter, she wouldn’t be so familiar with Dustin.

Though Dustin had altered his appearance, Abigail had likely deduced his identity.

If nothing unexpected happens, this young man should be Dustin Rhys, who sits atop the Legendary List and is the future King of West Lucozia. Expecting him to join a martial arts sect is far-fetched.

Even if Dustin agreed, the court would never allow it.

Of course, Penelope’s goal wasn’t really to win an argument—she just wanted to stir up trouble. She was eager to see the expressions on the two clan leaders’ faces after they quarreled and ended up with nothing. The thought amused her.

“Master Solace, martial artists have always kept their distance from your Mystic Arts Order. Besides, your Order’s skills aren’t suitable for ordinary people. Why get involved?” Cyrus Hadley remarked coolly.

“Exactly, Master Solace. Some things just aren’t meant to be. I don’t think this boy is destined for your Mystic Arts Order, so let’s drop it,” Alloy Marshall chimed in.

Although Alloy and Cyrus were rivals, he welcomed any chance to eliminate a potential threat.

“How can you be so sure without trying? Perhaps this boy is drawn to the profound techniques of our Mystic Arts Order,” Penelope replied with a sly grin.

shall see,” Cyrus responded

and

always been revered as

joining the Sword Union, which is his

end,” Alloy Marshall said with a smile, saying no more. Dustin was already a guest of the Celestial Alliance and was close to his two daughters, Kassidy and Noemi. If he could bring them

daughters were stunning beauties. If things worked out, the status of son-in-law might outweigh

as the victor, the

stage and announced loudly, “The ninth match is about to begin. Contestant

onto the stage. He wore half a

and six feet long, resembling a small coffin, and hung diagonally on

box on the ground with a dull thud that caused the arena to

Shura mask—could this be the Tardif

quickly recognized him as

The ninth-ranked expert

hidden weapons and

be the Tardif Sect’s sacred weapon, the Thousand Machine Box. It’s said to hold thousands of hidden weapons, and once unleashed, even a martial arts master would

the Tardif Sect’s sacred artifact—the Thousand Machine Box. Sam Dawson is

buzzed

the Legendary List were top talents, and Sam