“Let Mr. Xuereb enter. Remember to show him great hospitality,” Poison King instructed the member of Mapleton who had come to update him on Carlos’ arrival.
The latter nodded respectfully and left. Meanwhile, Poison King huddled over with Weston and the others as though they were discussing something.
Jared grabbed the opportunity to sound Lyanna out by putting on a quizzical look. “What is so special about the Empyrean Sect? All of you from Mapleton seem to be terrified of them!”
Lyanna stole a look at Poison King and the others before explaining to him, “The Empyrean Sect’s base is located around 5 kilometers from us, on the mountain in the south of Mapleton. Mapleton and the Empyrean Sect are mortal enemies, and I’ve heard both parties started to battle against each other as early as a century ago, resulting in great losses of lives. For some reason, there was suddenly a drastic increase in the number of strong disciples they had. All of a sudden, they have almost twenty new Senior Grandmasters. Even their sect leader has reached the level of Martial Arts Grandmaster. As a result, Mapleton has been oppressed by them these years.”
She paused, stealing another glance at Poison King and the others before adding, “That’s why Poison King intends to cultivate a cadaver king, so we won’t need to bow to the Empyrean Sect again. Earlier on, hundreds of martial trainees from the Empyrean Sect were killed after being bitten by our venomous creatures when they trespassed on our turf. Thus, we’re overwrought that they will settle the score with us!”
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