The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6233

Aurelius glanced at him.

He gave a light shake of his head and let out a quiet chuckle, contempt and control both sitting in his tone.

"Kill them? Why should I kill them?"

He rose slowly to his feet.

His wide sacred robe dragged across the floor as he walked down the golden steps, hands clasped behind his back, looking down over the entire great hall with crushing authority.

"The Celestial Palace may have lost, but they still have quite a few things our Celestial Basilica badly needs. Resources from the secret realm, the secrets of Sacred Mountain, even the fleshly body of a Ghost Clan Venerable. We've wanted those treasures for a long time, and we've never been able to get them."

"If we kill them now, all of that could disappear for good. We might never find it again. Wouldn't that be a complete loss for us?"

"Besides, Godric may have fallen low, but he was still once a ruler in his own right. And the disciples under him were all dead men forged through war.

Later, when it's time to deal with the demon and the Demon Dragon Lineage, and when it's time to deal with Skylar, they might still be useful. They can serve as our cannon fodder and take the hits for us."

He paused.

A cold glint passed through his eyes, along with naked calculation.

"As for later..."

"Once every bit of value has been squeezed out of them, once I've gotten everything I want and taken hold of every secret in the Celestial Palace, then their fate will be nothing more than a word from me. However I want to deal with them, however I want them to die, that's how it'll be."

"Keeping them alive right now is nothing more than making use of trash."

The Guardian Elder finally understood.

Admiration filled his eyes, and he bowed again and again. "Hall Master is wise. I am far beneath you. Your planning is thorough, every step laid in advance. It's truly impressive."

Aurelius only smiled faintly.

He said nothing else, turned, and slowly walked toward the rear court.

His figure gradually disappeared into the holy radiance deep inside the great hall.

Only one cold, indifferent order remained behind, drifting through the empty great hall.

"Send people to watch them. Keep them under constant surveillance. Don't miss a single move they make. If there's the slightest sign of trouble, no need to report it. Kill them on the spot."

When the last word fell,

the great hall sank back into silence.

The holy radiance stayed as pure as ever.

The Sacred Sun kept turning.

But everyone knew.

The Celestial Basilica and the Celestial Palace had long since moved past something as simple as giving shelter and being sheltered.

Both sides were hiding their own schemes, each one waiting on the other.

On the surface, everything looked calm.

Underneath, the currents were already churning, and danger sat in every shadow.

At that same moment, in the hidden chamber of the city lord mansion in Cloudhaven City...

Jared sat cross-legged inside the Pentacarna Tower.

Golden draconic energy moved around him in slow, steady streams.

Only three days had passed outside.

Inside the tower, months had already gone by.

Those months of secluded cultivation had healed every wound on his body.

The places scorched open by hellfire had long since closed and returned to normal, and the spiritual power inside him had grown denser and heavier than it had been before he was injured.

His cultivation at the peak of High Immortal Realm Level Four had started to loosen at last.

He was only one step away from Level Five.

Jared slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath of stale air.

He raised a hand and looked at the golden radiance turning through his palm.

There wasn't the slightest hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

In his mind, that figure in flowing purple refused to fade.

"Josephine..."

"Where are you now?"

"Was there ever even a moment when you thought of me?"

Jared closed his eyes and drew in a long breath, forcing down the storm that had been rising inside him.

He knew this wasn't the time to drown in thoughts of love. Skylar was still alive. Josephine still hadn't returned. He could not afford to fall.

He put away the Pentacarna Tower, rose to his feet, and pushed open the door to the hidden chamber.

Outside, Vivian was leaning by the wall. The second she saw him step out, she hurried over, her voice quick and tight.

"Jared, you're alright? Already?"

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