âAhhâ¦â Waltz Fleurâs mouth became slightly ajar. She didnât know what to say. Waltz was at
Advanced-Mystic rank herself. âCouldnât you tell?â she thought. In fact, Alex Rockefeller had specifically
designed her cultivation method, the Moon of the Nine Revolutions. It was a hundred times stronger
than typical cultivation methods and already contained the cultivationâs
foundation.
That was why Granny Silvan couldnât tell Waltzâs level of cultivation. If they really fought, Granny Silvan
might not even be able to defeat Waltz. The dazed expression on Waltzâs face made Granny Silvan
think that she was flattered and couldnât react right
away. âHurry up and call me your master. After that, Iâll save your godfather for you. Iâll turn that Hydra
Group, or whatever itâs called, upside down for you,â Granny Silvan said. Alex Rockefeller was also
stunned for a moment, but he didnât say anything about it.
âIâm going to get rid of
the demonic blood wisteria outside. After that, weâll head out together,â he said before leaving. Alex
used a Thunder Palm Mantra to destroy the remaining demonic blood wisteria. Meanwhile, Waltz
looked at Granny Silvan and shook her head. âNo, thank you. I already have my senior, and thatâs
enough.â Granny Silvan seemed determined.
âYoung girl, make sure you think this through. Many people have wanted
to be my student, but I never agreed to any of them. Donât regret one day that you gave this opportunity
up,â
she said. Waltz nodded. âI wonât regret it.â
Granny Silvan snorted coldly and turned around in a huff.
Soon, Alex returned. âLetâs go. Iâve searched the entire place. Lord Lex Gunther isnât in this shrine.
Perhaps, heâs somewhere else. But since weâre dealing with Phillip Baleâs younger brother, Queenie
Bell might know
where he is. Weâll search for him there.â After that, the group of people followed Alex. They saw that
the demonic blood wisterias, previously occupying the space on the walls, had all fallen to the
ground.
The floor was covered with their fresh, pungent blood. âSenior, where did the human blood in these
demonic blood wisterias come from?â Waltz couldnât resist
asking. âWhat? Are all of these human blood?â Granny Silvan was shocked. How many people had to
die for this?
Alex pointed at a room inside. âThere is a blood pool in there. Thatâs where the roots of the demonic
blood
wisterias reside.
However, they are not grown using blood from people who are alive. I have no clue which
blood bank that fellow stole all the plasma from.â Alex had discovered a large number of blood plasma
packets in that room. Clearly, the blood had been
donated by people before being stored in packets. Everyone felt a little better after hearing this. If the
blood did come from people who were alive, that would be
too terrifying.
âLetâs go. Iâve already created an opening in the spell formation. Follow me,â Alex said.
âAnna, your brother, and Elder Josiah are still trapped inside. Itâs been so long. I bet they are already
going
mad. Letâs rescue them first,â Alex added. A few minutes later, Alex, Anna Coleman, and Granny Silvan
lead the search for the two men. Granny Silvan saw Josiah Whaley sitting on the ground with an
annoyed expression on his face.
âOld Whaley, canât get out? Look at how downtrodden you seem. Itâs such a rare sight!â She said.
When Josiah saw them, his eyes lit up, and he immediately hopped to his feet. âOld woman, who are
you
calling downtrodden?
I was just resting! Do you know what Iâm doing? Iâm trying to break the spell
formation. Weâve been trapped in it. If it werenât for me, do you think youâd be able to come out and see
us? â he said.
Granny Silvanâs eyes flew wide open. âDid you break it?
âOf course,â Josiah replied, a pleased look appearing on his face. The next moment, Granny Silvan
started laughing loudly. Anna had a strange expression on her face too.