Roan arrived in the room where Frandin was waiting with Calina. As for Frandin, he couldn't even bother to ask how their group appeared and disappeared every time.

"Alright, we're going to head out and gather some information about the Rank Four Bloodline Trial. You lead the way as before."

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Frandin was taken aback for a moment as he looked at Calina.

"Are you sure you want to bring her together with us?"

Roan nodded as he said.

"Don't worry, I can deal with this."

Frandin insisted.

"But it's too dangerous."

Roan narrowed his eyes as he repeated himself with a hint of annoyance.

"I said it's fine. Stop wasting time, and let's head out already."

Roan was confident that he could hide Calina's cultivation together with his own even though it wouldn't be as good as Rean. However, Frandin didn't ask that because of Roan and Calina's cultivation.

'Is he trying to find problems on purpose in the city?'

However, since Roan and Calina seemed to be pretty confident, Frandin didn't say anything. Little did Roan know that hiding Calina's cultivation was the least of his problems.

Calina and Roan then put on the fake binding collars and went out with Frandin.

"So, what do you want to do first?"

Roan pondered for a bit.

"You said that a Rank Four Bloodline Trial would be enough to bring my Soul Power above 20 points. Since that's the case, it means each Bloodline Mark Rank increases the Soul Power more than 10% each level, right?"

Frandin nodded as he explained.

"Rank One gives a 10% boost, Rank Two gives a 20% boost, Rank Three gives 40%, Rank Four gives 70%..."

Calina couldn't help but ask.

"Isn't that a little too random?"

Frandin agreed with her as he said.

"It is. However, it's not like I can do anything about it."

Roan didn't mind as he said.

"It's fine. 70% is more than enough. Now then. You've spent most of your time in Danve City before, so I guess you don't know much about the defenses of the Bloodline Trials, right?"

Frandin nodded, responding.

"Exactly."

Roan continued.

"In that case, let's go find a place where we can obtain this information. Do you have any place in mind?"

"Of course. Bloodline Marks are a vital part of the Zasfin Race. As long as one shows he's worth it, one will get a chance to participate. That said, most average and or bigger cities have offices that deal with it. You can receive a test there to see if you have what it takes. Of course, those who can pass those tests are extremely rare. For example, in my Danve City, only one person other than my father gained the right to participate in the trial, which was a woman named Sia. Well, she moved away a few years ago, though."

Roan and Calina nodded in response, with Roan saying.

"Alright. We can go there to ask more about the place."

Frandin glanced at Calina for a moment but nodded his head in the end.

"The office is always located in the city center, so we should be able to find it there."

Just like that, they made their way to the city center. However, Roan and Calina soon noticed something weird. Every now and then, the Zasfins would look in their direction.

Seeing that, Calina asked Roan through a Spiritual Sense message.

'Could it be that they can see my cultivation?'

Roan immediately shook his head.

'If someone with a Spiritual Sense strong enough appeared, I would have felt it with Rean's skill. All these Zasfin are far from being strong enough to pass through the Spiritual Sense bending, though.'

Calina found it even weirder after hearing that.

'Then, why are they all looking at us?'

Roan nodded with his eyes. Sure enough, the number of Zasfins looking at them increased the closer they got to the city center. Eventually, Roan raised his hand and stopped Calina and Frandin.

'We're surrounded.'

Frandin didn't seem surprised, though.

'Obviously.'

Calina was taken aback as her expression turned dark.

'Did you expose our secrets?'

Frandin wasn't surprised when they got surrounded by the Zasfins. However, Calina's words did shake him.

'Wait, what?! I didn't say anything to anyone. What are you talking about?'

Roan narrowed his eyes.

'Then, how come you seemed to be expecting this to happen?'

Frandin began to break out in cold sweat before asking.

'Wait! I thought you said you could deal with it when you brought this girl with you.'

Immediately, the three of them understood. They had interpreted the same sentence differently. Roan was thinking about their cultivation when he said that. But it was obvious that Frandin thought about something else.

'Quick, tell us why we are surrounded. A few of these Zasfin are already coming in our direction.'

Calina couldn't help but comment.

'Could it be because I'm a female?'

Frandin nodded before saying.

'That's why I asked if you wanted to bring her with you. The problem isn't the fact that you're female. However, it definitely contributed to this situation. The crux of this problem is your hair. Blond-haired humans are incredibly, stupendously rare, let alone one with such a vivid appearance like yours. You are what others consider expensive merchandise. Only those with a lot of power and very high cultivation would have a blond-haired female human as a slave.'

Roan felt a headache coming his way.

'Why didn't you say that before?'

'You were the one who said that you could deal with it.'

'I wasn't talking about her hair.'

'But I was!'

Calina immediately stopped the two.

'Enough. So what if they're coming for us? I'm already using my collar, which should mean that I have an owner, right? Are they going to try to rob me away from you?'

Roan agreed with her.

'Just tell them that Calina is not for sale.'

Frandin bitterly smiled when he heard that. The guys approaching him obviously had both status and cultivation higher than his own. Would they accept his refusal that easily?

"Hello there, friend. I'm Falin Umal, a brother of the City Lord. I see that you've got quite a nice pet over there."

Frandin scratched the back of his head before saying.

"Indeed, she is quite beautiful. That's why my father gave her to me. I'm happy to hear that you agree with me. Hahaha!"

Falin nodded with a smile.

"Your father, huh? Would you mind telling me who he is?"

Frandin immediately replied.

"Of course. He's Devou Zais, Danve City's City Lord."

Falin immediately had a puzzled expression on his face. Danve City? What city was that? He had never heard of it. Well, he couldn't be blamed since Danve was a city from another country to start with.

"Oh, is that so? Well, that doesn't matter. Young one, how about you sell your pet to me?"

Frandin immediately shook his head.

"No can do. I haven't nearly used her as much as I wanted yet. Do you think it's easy to find a blonde like her out there? I believe even your brother might not have one as good as mine."

Calina couldn't help but feel disgusted by that conversation. Even though she knew that Frandin was doing that to keep up the ruse, it still infuriated her inside. If not because their cultivation had to be kept a secret, she would have sent their heads flying already.

"Hahaha! Indeed, you're right. My brother does have a blonde, but she's already old and not even close to the quality of yours. However, I don't think you have too much choice here. Look around. I'm not the only one interested in her. The only reason others didn't step forward yet is that I happen to be here."

Falin then put his hand on Frandin's shoulder.

"Trust me, you definitely want to sell her to me. Otherwise, it won't be a problem about whether you wish to sell or not. You won't even have the chance to obtain payment for her. I'll be honest, you're not very smart. This kind of merchandise shouldn't be shown that easily."

Frandin snorted in response.

"So what? Are they going to attack me in the middle of the city? That goes against the City Lord's rules. Or could it be that I'm wrong?"

In fact, Frandin didn't know very much about this country. He's just risking that he might be right about this rule.

Hearing those words made Falin's expression turn dark.

"Indeed, attacking anyone in the middle of the city is against the rules. However, I'm the city lord's brother. Do you think I'm afraid of that rule? At most, I'll be scolded by him. Besides, once he sees what I've got, he might even praise me instead as long as I don't involve the others around."

Falin then pressed on Frandin's shoulder with the help of his Spiritual Energy. Falin was in the Middle Stage of the Core Formation Realm, so he wasn't someone Frandin could contend against.

"Last warning, idiot. Will you sell her to me, or do you want me to take her by force? Although I won't kill you since I'm not sure about your background, I definitely don't mind giving you a very painful beating."

Frandin looked at Roan at that moment. However, Roan seemed to be as steady as a rock. It was as if the situation didn't bother him at all.

"Wh-What should I do?"

Roan faintly smiled before saying.

"Not for sale."

Frandin let out more sweat as the pain on his shoulder increased. However, Roan had Frandin's life in his hands because of the poison pill. In the end, Frandin could only grit his teeth and blurt out.

"Fuck you, old pervert. Who the hell would follow your wishes?"

*Bang!*

With that said, Frandin instantly received a punch, which sent him flying while coughing up blood. Sure enough, he had no chance to even defend himself.

"Hmph! Don't know what's good for yourself."

Falin then moved to take Calina away with him. Calina, obviously, wouldn't just let him do as he wished that easily. However, just as Falin's hand was about to touch her, a voice echoed in his ears.

"Who said you can touch my Calina?"

*Swish!*

In the next second, everyone saw an arm flying in the air. At the same time, Roan held a bloodied white sword. In an instant, everyone's faces froze.