Chapter 1995 by Marina Vittori

Grace’s envoy team acted swiftly, efficiently peeling away the black serpent’s skin in a matter of moments. The gallbladder was also meticulously placed into a box.

She had personally observed the black serpent’s impressive defense, which had withstood a powerful strike from Aidan, a grandmaster martial artist. The durability of its scales was undeniable.

Considering the serpent’s colossal size, she anticipated that it could potentially provide materials for over a hundred sets of resilient armor.

Armed with these resources, she envisioned the formation of an unstoppable personal guard-a treasure that couldn’t be easily obtained through conventional means.

“Here’s your reward, a potent boost for cultivation,” Grace said, handing Dustin the black serpent’s gallbladder stored in the box.

However, he seemed uninterested and shook his head. “This thing won’t do much for me. You should keep it.”

The black serpent’s gallbladder has potent benefits for a grandmaster martial artist, but for an ultimate grandmaster like him, its impact on cultivation would be somewhat limited.

Rather than letting it go unused, he preferred allowing her to make the most of it.

“Are you sure you don’t want this treasure?” she asked, surprised.

“I believe its value falls short compared to Dracan essence,” he said with a slight smile.

He added, “If you manage to collect all five Dracan essences, I might have to borrow them. I hope you won’t turn me down when that time comes.”

The Dracan essence, derived from the potent dracan force within Dragonmarsh, represented the essence of the country’s dragon veins.

It held the key to Dustin’s ultimate ambition-breaking through to the supreme realm of terrestrial immortals.

In contrast, the significance of a mere black serpent’s gallbladder paled in comparison to his lofty aspirations.

Grace, seizing the opportunity, asserted. “Alright then, I’ll take it.”

Having secured the gallbladder, she swiftly issued orders. “Everyone, follow me! We need to search the palace immediately, and there’s no room for mistakes!”

The envoy team responded promptly,”Yes!”

Guided by Grace, they effortlessly entered the ancient and dim palace.

“Jackson, come on! Don’t just stand there.” Sophia acted swiftly and urged Jackson to join the team.

While her interactions with Grace were limited, the mere presence of Jackson created a sense of alliance between them.

Sophia believed that leveraging the current situation for mutual benefits was a reasonable course of action.

As Dustin and Grace’s group entered the palace, the various factions inside suddenly snapped out of their daze.

The solemn expressions on everyone’s faces reflected the impact of Dustin’s remarkable sword strike. It was an image etched in their minds, impossible to forget.

Despite Dustin’s young age, everyone knew he was a grandmaster martial artist, even more powerful than Aidan.

They found themselves incapable of resistance when faced with such a formidable opponent. All they could do was watch helplessly as Dustin and his team explored the palace in search of treasures.

“Yonah, what should we do? Should we just stand by and let someone else claim those treasures?”

Bran watched Dustin disappear into the darkness. His teeth were clenched, revealing a hint of reluctance.

Yonah replied, “What else can we do? We’re out of options.”