Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1586

The Regent gave him a cursory response. “Mmm, I know.”

After giving the phone a long and hard look, the Regent sighed repeatedly.

He had not expected the Great Marshal to intervene in this year’s Martial Artist National Examination.

Although the Great Marshal’s life force had been destroyed, the Alpha Suicide Squad under his command was still a force to be reckoned with.

If he started a war with the Great Marshal, he had an eighty percent chance of winning.

However, the issue with the Martial Artist National Examination was indeed his fault.

If he started a battle over it and the matter escalated, it would be more damaging to his interest instead.

Therefore, he decided to forgo this year’s Martial Artist National Examination and let the Great Marshal have free rein.

Sacrificing the Four Great Martial Houses to protect himself and those supporting him was well worth it.

Over at the examination grounds, the leader of Mount Ymir Sect could hear from the Regent’s tone that help wasn’t forthcoming.

The Regent had abandoned all of the Four Great Martial Houses.

Upon realizing the Regent’s decision, his mind went blank in despair. All he could hear was his son’s agonizing screams.

The heir to the Mount Ymir Sect suddenly yelled, “Great Marshal, please have mercy! I’m willing to exchange the Mount Ymir Sect’s Elixir Pill for my life!”

What, the Elixir Pill?

A commotion erupted in the crowd.

The Elixir Pill was an extremely rare and powerful pill.

It could help martial artists replenish their energy and remove poison from their bodies. A single pill alone could increase one’s potential power by fifty kilograms.

Such an increase in power was only possible with at least ten years of training.

Who would have that much time to train?

Unfortunately, the Elixir Pill’s formula had long been lost. There were only several pills left in existence, scattered all over God-knows-where.

To everyone’s surprise, the Mount Ymir Sect had some in their hands.

As of today, the Elixir Pill was no longer just prized for its medicinal value.

In fact, most of its value now was derived from the fact that it was considered a national treasure.

However, Zeke wasn’t the least bit interested. “A few Elixir Pills don’t mean much.”

The Mount Ymir Sect heir quickly added. “Great Marshal, I meant the Elixir Pill’s formula, not just the pills alone.”

What!

The Elixir Pill formula?

The commotion in the crowd earlier turned into an uproar.

If the Elixir Pill’s formula were revealed to the public, Eurasia’s overall martial arts skill level would surely make a giant leap ahead.

In fact, the country’s defense capability would also be significantly strengthened.

The impact of the Elixir Pill’s formula on Eurasia was comparable to having a King Class warrior on its side.

Even Zeke couldn’t help but feel tempted.

No wonder the Four Great Martial Houses had been able to come back from the brink of destruction a few years ago.

It all boiled down to the Elixir Pill formula that must have been given to them by the Four Hidden Sects.

The Four Great Martial Houses and the Four Great Sects must be somehow connected.

Though he was tempted, Zeke didn’t show it. “The Elixir Pill’s formula is indeed very valuable. However, you killed the challenger’s parents and sowed within him the deSire for vengeance. I cannot let Eurasia and my interest override his right to seek revenge.”

However, the challenger interjected, “Great Marshal. If he is willing to hand over the Elixir Pill’s formula for the benefit of Eurasia’s martial arts community, I’m willing to waive my right to revenge in exchange. I am happy to do it for the greater good, and I hope you will approve my request.”

After giving it some thought, Zeke stated, “Alright, we’ll do as you say. However, the heir to the Mount Ymir Sect has lost. Therefore, his slot belongs to you now.”

The challenger accepted it graciously. “Thank you, Great Marshal.”

By then, Zeke had figured that the other Four Great Martial Houses would definitely offer their secret formulas and techniques in exchange for their lives.

If he had allowed the Mount Ymir Sect’s heir to be beaten to a pulp, the other Martial Houses would have no incentive to reveal the secrets they were hiding.

It would be a great loss for Eurasia.