Benjamin and Finn, two young powerhouses at the Core Formation Realm, were facing off, with a palpable air of hostility. It seemed like a life-or-death struggle could break out at any moment. However, at this critical juncture, a figure in black emerged, standing between the two.
Surprisingly, it was Nathaniel, the scion of the Black Moon Cult.
"Why harbor such deep-seated grudges? Is it necessary to fight to the death?" Nathaniel looked at both of them, wearing a smile, and advised.
Upon hearing this, Benjamin and Finn both turned their gaze towards him, their eyes carrying a hint of hostility.
"Where did this trash come from, and what qualifies you to speak?" Benjamin sneered.
Finn, with a cruel and mocking expression, added, "Is this a trial score delivered to us? Fool, let's see who kills him first; his bag of trinkets will belong to the victor!"
As the words fell, Finn directly attacked Nathaniel. Despite his seemingly slender figure, he emanated a powerful and fierce aura.
Nathaniel narrowed his eyes, infused energy into his fists, and thrust a claw towards Finn's incoming attack.
Boom!
After a muffled sound, both Finn and Nathaniel stepped back.
Finn wore a surprised expression on his face, "Huh? You're also a Core Formation powerhouse?"
Benjamin, also with a trace of doubt, stared at the sudden appearance of the figure in black.
"Yes! Otherwise, how would I dare to meddle between you two? Am I right?" Nathaniel introduced himself, smiling.
Benjamin snorted, "It seems you concealed your strength in the previous tests."
Nathaniel chuckled but remained noncommittal. Finn, with a flicker in his eyes, spoke in a deep voice, "Mr. Elliott, our Wynter family has always been in opposition to the Golden Blade Sect. You better not interfere; otherwise, it won't be good for you."
Nathaniel shook his head, "Mr. Wynter, words shouldn't be put that way. We participate in this personal trial not for personal disputes but to gain substantial benefits!"
"Humph, after I defeat him, naturally, no one will compete with me for the rewards!" Benjamin declared coldly.
Nathaniel shook his head again, "Mr. Aguirre, if it weren't for the involvement of the scion from the Hudpids Sect today, the three of us at the initial Core Formation stage might indeed have fought to the death, becoming each other's fiercest competitors."
"And now, the beautiful young master of Hudpids Sect has also joined this trial! Her strength is at the mid-Core Formation level. I think we need to work together if we want to compete with Phoebe, instead of fighting each other first."
Upon hearing this, Finn made a sound of agreement and said dismissively, "It's not necessary! Phoebe is already guaranteed to be the number one in Hudpids Sect. I just need to fight for second place."
"So my biggest opponent is still Benjamin! And now there's one more," he added.
Benjamin nodded in agreement while Nathaniel spoke seriously, "Mr. Wynter and Mr. Aguirre, who says that Phoebe must be the first? Even if we don't fight for the top prize in this personal trial, shouldn't we still compete for another great opportunity?"
"What opportunity?" asked Benjamin with a glint in his eyes.
Finn also looked at Nathaniel with a puzzled expression.
Nathaniel smiled and said, "As far as I know, there will be an extremely rare divine medicine that will mature today within Sacred Medicine Valley. If anyone can absorb it successfully, their strength will definitely skyrocket."
"Based on all the signs that I have sensed before this divine medicine matures, whoever obtains it may directly leap into Golden Core Realm - it's not impossible!"
"Wouldn't you two want to compete for it?" he asked them both.
Hearing this news caused Benjamin and Finn's expressions to change constantly as they considered what Nathaniel had just told them both.
"Is what you're saying true?" they asked him incredulously.
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