“Savidean.” At Savidean VII’s side, Anzunard swung his head around and fixed him with his gaze. “I remember I said to you if you knew something.”

“At the time, your answer was no!”

“Right? My friend?” He gritted his teeth and stepped forward. “Tell me, what is going on?!”

“I also want to know what is going on.” Pale Dragon shot Savidean VII a cold look, and then he looked at Bloody Moon, whose eyes flashed with killing intent. “It appears that everyone is no stranger to Mr. X’s identity.”

Xu Yangyi smiled. “Of course, because a few days ago Mr. Savidean VII put me on the House of Corvinus’s wanted list.”

Swoosh! Savidean VII’s face was seemingly expressionless, but the sullenness and explosive rage in his heart almost drove him mad.

The mid Marquis Xu Yangyi couldn’t give him any pressure, but Xu Yangyi as Mr. X could make Pale Dragon berate him on the spot!

“Oh?” Pale Dragon also laughed, “Why is that? This really is baffling. The House of Corvinus certainly would not do such an idiotic thing to a master spirit-technician. Isn’t that right? Mr. Savidean?”

Savidean VII grinded his teeth deathly tight, his hair almost standing on edge.

How was he supposed to answer?

What could he answer with?

This yellow monkey… had disdainfully struck Elisana into the basement hall and arrogantly threatened him with the promise to injure and kill his servants. Afterwards, Xu Yangyi had trampled over his face and walked away.

And now… Xu Yangyi was actually a master spirit-technician! He was simply no assistant! What he’d said was unexpectedly true!

Savidean hadn’t recognized Xu Yangyi, but rather the words which were said.

I want a position in the Holy War.

His mind had nearly rumbled, and his heart plummeted.

“I’m questioning you, Savidean.” Pale Dragon’s voice was ice-cold. “Give me an answer. A real answer.” He walked in front of Savidean, raised his head, and coldly watched the other. Although he was shorter, he seemed to be a god looking over a mortal. “If you dare deceive me, not even your father will be able to defend you.”

“I also want to know.” Donaldo and the three other master spirit-technicians stood up together. Gazes like swords, their eyes stabbed into Savideans lowered, haughty head. “Mr. Savidean, why would you put a warrant out for a master spirit-technician?”

“According to our information, Mr. X hasn’t been in America for more than two months,” the woman coldly said, “If you don’t give a clear explanation, I think… my course on glyphs this year will reject the students from the House of Corvinus.”

“Yes. I don’t want to enlist a family that would send killers after a master spirit-technician. Because of respective requests, our association does refinement work for different groups. Masters aren’t supposed to be put on any wanted lists. This is the joint agreement that His Holiness the Pope, and the two First Bitten and the Full Moon Grand Dukes from each family has signed. Savidean, I represent the Holy White Cross Association, and I wish to hear a satisfactory answer,” another master spirit-technician said firmly and resolutely.

This was the Holy White Cross Association’s power.

Together they advanced and together they retreated. If one was provoked, that was equal to provoking the cultivation academia of the entire West, a jab at the training cradle of the western families’ disciples. Especially… in a situation where the Dracul were still glaring like a tiger by the side.

“Answer me! Savidean.” Pale Dragon didn’t make any movements, but in the next second he was already in front of the once-arrogant Savidean. A hand grabbed out at Savidean’s throat, but Savidean snarled and instead blocked Pale Dragon’s hand. However, his body crashed backwards by over a dozen steps like a train. A long trench was dug out in the ground. Only then did he manage to steady himself.

“Your Highness Pale Dragon, before you think to take action against me, you should ask my father!” Savidean clutched at his hand and gritted out. He was the only one who knew that gentle grab just now had shattered his bones into pieces.

“You have no right to attack me. I accept your punishment!” He grinded his teeth. He felt as if ten thousand vipers had sunk their fangs into his heart.

His own clansman… had attacked him just because he posted a warrant for that yellow monkey!

Why?!

Xu Yangyi had attacked his younger sister and was himself a swine from that dirty country. He’d only spoken the truth, what was wrong? Even if Xu Yangyi was a master spirit-technician, he was still the dirtiest one. In front of the racially pure, his own status had been lowered like a wild dog. Why would Pale Dragon attack him?!

Hot jets of fury caused all his muscles to unevenly swell. Fur was starting to grow on his face.

“I think I must remind everyone where this is,” Jenny suddenly said, “If you fight in the Plaza of Holy Light, a place that has not once been touched by the flames of battle, I believe I will truly have to report to the Papal Hall.”

“You still don’t have that right, whore.” Savidean spat out a mouthful of bloody spit and coldly laughed.

“Whether you care or not is your matter, but if I make a report or not is mine.” Jenny’s expression was as usual. “In addition, I must remind you that the compensation cost of damaging the Plaza of Holy Light is 50,000 spirit stones.”

“The House of Corvinus does not lack such a pittance,” Pale Dragon laughed mirthlessly as he walked towards Savidean. “You said you accept my punishment?”

“Yes.” Savidean’s teeth audibly grinded. This humiliation… He’d never experienced anything like it! And in front of his opponent, at that!

No… not an opponent. A minority wasn’t worthy to be his opponent!

Wait… one day, I’ll rip you to pieces. No… I’ll lock you up, and you’ll be specifically known as my holy medicine slave.

“In that case…” Pale Dragon leaned forward and said indifferently, “Right now, kneel and apologize to Mr. X.”

“In your dreams!!!” Savidean snapped his head up and roared, “You want me to apologize to him?! Impossible!”

Boom! It wasn’t seen how Pale Dragon had moved, but Savidean was coughing up blood and flying away in the next second. With a crash, he slammed into a wall, and the entire hall trembled.

Savidean’s eyes reddened, and he clutched his face and waveringly stood up.

He had been slapped.

A Throneless Grand Duke from his family had slapped him in front of everyone. He, who was a quasi Grand Duke.

And because of a minority! A yellow pig!

“Perhaps… you still think I’m joking with you?” Pale Dragon’s voice was continuing to drop in temperature. From his body, pure-white essence was filling the air. “Kneel and apologize, or… I shall kick you out to stand guard in the Alps for thirty years.”

Savidean’s chest rapidly heaved up and down. Extraordinary shame and humiliation… this was simply extraordinary shame and humiliation! Eventually, he wiped away the blood at the crook of his mouth in a deep motion. “Good…”

“I’ll go to the Alps, but… Your Highness, don’t forget that the Holy War is about to arrive.”

He turned around, suppressed the brutal killing intent at the core of his being, and raked Xu Yangyi with a glance. He took the demon slayer’s appearance and scent and seared it in his heart. Afterwards, he became a streak of white light and vanished where he stood.

“Your Highness?” In the silently sitting Bloody Moon’s ears, Ansas’s voice rang out. “Mr. X…”

“We’re leaving.” Bloody Moon coolly glanced at Xu Yangyi and said emotionlessly, “Don’t talk about that matter here. After we return, I will let all of you look at something…”

“An even better master spirit-technician still isn’t greater than that something’s secret.”

“Mr. X.” In the moment Pale Dragon turned around, his voice seemed to be already bathed by the spring wind. “How about it? Are you satisfied with the House of Corvinus’s punishment?”

“There are no cultivation resources whatsoever in the Alps. Whoever goes there is tantamount to trash. That place is the very front line of war. I think such a punishment is able to make up for his disrespect, yes?” He slightly bowed. “Not all lycans wear colored glasses when looking at others. The house is large; naturally there are radicals and conservatives. As it so happens, I am the core strength of the conservatives.”

“Of course, I will immediately rescind the warrant. This was a mistake, was it not?”

Xu Yangyi laughed, “Of course.”

“This was a misunderstanding.”

Perhaps it could be said that this wasn’t a misunderstanding.

But in front of power, everything could only be a misunderstanding.

Since the Corvinus had yielded, he, too, didn’t want to fall out with them.

“My condition hasn’t changed.”

Pale Dragon didn’t answer right away. He eventually said, “Relationship is important when it comes to positions in the Holy War. Perhaps Mr. X doesn’t know, but once someone enters the Holy War, no one can retreat. The same goes for a master spirit-technician.”

“Mr. X, there’s no need for you to enter the Holy War,” Donaldo said, “The loss of a single master is a wound that cannot be healed. Perhaps some technique will be lost because of this. I don’t recommend that you enter the Holy War yourself.”

Jenny shot Xu Yangyi a look, but she didn’t say anything.

“I know…” Xu Yangyi wasn’t moved. Since the Nanzhou War, he’d long since stopped believing in anyone rashly. In his journey from Qi Condensation to this day, his two hands were still the most trustworthy. “If the House of Corvinus considers it, you can notify me at any time. I will wait for a month.”

Pale Dragon nodded. “Be at ease, I will negotiate at once. I will certainly answer you within a week.”

Xu Yangyi nodded. “If there’s nothing else, let’s end here today.”

“A moment.” At this time, Jenny spoke up, “Mr. X, have you forgotten something, sir?”

“Such as… what is in this box?”

All the dumbstruck people regained their wits.

As the hare rose and the falcon descended, none of them had realized what had just occurred.

Why was the House of Dracul leaving all of a sudden?

Why was Mr. X on the Corvinus’s wanted list?

Why did Pale Dragon attack Savidean VII?

Regardless, none of this was the main point. Jenny’s words caused everyone’s gazes to smolder again.

Yes… what was the secret behind the Holy Shadow?

Even the silent Bloody Moon also lifted his eyes up.

Xu Yangyi smiled. “Yogg, keep reading.”

“Yes!” Yogg breathed in deeply and said lowly. “The Soul Return Capsule, this capsule… can instantly restore a Marquis cultivator to peak condition, no matter any circumstance…”

“What?!?!” Before the auctioneer’s voice even fell, several voices caused Yogg’s face to pale. He almost let go of the paper in his hand.

“Speak clearly.” Pale Dragon’s hands gripping the armrests of his seat were cracking loudly. His gaze was like a wolf, and he leveled his eyes on Yogg. “If you omit a single word, I’ll pluck out your tongue!”

Bloody Moon didn’t reply, but the audience was already beginning to stand again.

“Y-Yes!” Yogg held the paper shakily. “The Soul Return Pill can allow Marquises—note: regardless of any realm. Even Throneless Grand Dukes. It can restore one to peak condition. It lasts for ten minutes! The effect time: instant… The residual effects: unable to battle for a period of thirty minutes. This time, there are two capsules in total for this auction. No more Soul Return Capsules will be made this year.”

“Huff…” Everyone in the audience gasped.

This was basically a crime! [1]

Everyone saw the rotten look on Xu Yangyi’s face.

What was he trying to do?

This was war-profiteering!

Xu Yangyi was perfectly aware that the Holy War was imminent, and now he was playing at being a war profiteer! Were there even uglier table manners?

1. This a particular Chinese idiom. 其心可誅. Refers to the idea that something can’t be technically punished by law, but has to be judged by the heart. So it becomes a kind of arbitrary matter. I guess it’s like that meme where the caption is “Wait, that’s illegal”.