The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 2474

Chapter 2474

''Hey, you!'' The leading wornan addressed Darryl and asked, ''Who are you?''

The wornan went by the narne of Lillian Willis, and  was the leader of the  Blood Thorn Mercenary Tearn. Ever since the establishment of a peace treaty between the Raksasa Tribe and the Nine Continents, everything had returned to norrnal. The Continents had been cooperating with one another harrnoniously, bringing forth prosperity and growth. Along with the rapid development, many began to shift their interest towards the boundless potentials of the undeveloped, yet vast Wild Deserted Secret Region. Wild Deserted Secret Region's environment had always been inhabitable, making it difficult for anyone to step foot into it. Though the Raksasa Tribe managed to survive in such harsh environments, they were still desperate to cross the Chaotic Mountain Range and return to the Nine Continents. That alone was enough proof as to how horrid the area was.

While the environment might have been hazardous to humans, it was home to unharvested resources. Most importantly, it had created the perfect haven for countless beasts that were mainly the offspring of some of the infamous ancient monsters such as the three-headed blood python and the underworld black tiger. Having to survive  in such  harsh habitat,  the beasts that resided in the area were much more powerful than the ones that were found in the Nine Continents,  and therefore possessed purer inner cores. It was common knowledge that enchanted beasts' inner cores were incredibly effective as a booster for cultivators' power, and could be sold at extremely high prices in auctions or black markets. With that being said, countless cultivators from all across the Nine Continents had come together, forITiing various organizations that aimed to venture into the Wild Deserted Secret Region and to hunt the beasts for their inner core. Some might decide to consume the inner cores themselves to power up, whereas some might sell to the black market to obtain bigger profits. The Blood Thorn Mercenary Tealll led by Lillian belonged to the latter.

''Me?'' Darryl scratched his head absently at Lillian's question before replying with a smile. ''I  alll frolll the  Nine Continents, came here to hunt.'' Darryl intentionally had his strength hidden  as he spoke,  seeing that it would be better for people to not discover his identity.

''Hu nt?"  The men that stood behind Lillian couldn't hold back their laughter at the claim. ''Look at what you are wearing, it makes more sense if you were to say you are here as animal baits.''

''Haha...seriously, anyone could hunt these days. Unbelievable.''

''True that, it's like these people are too stupid to understand the consequences.'' The Inen teased Darryl with utter disdain.

Recently, more and niore parties from the Nine Continents were sent into the Wild Deserted Secret Region, apart froin niercenary organizations and adventurists, niany canie alone trying to exploit whatever resource they could come across. Darryl's gear, however, was far too crude for hiin to be a competition to the men.

Naturally, Darryl paid no mind to the insults. He smiled wordlessly, before speaking directly to Lillian, ''If you guys are here to investigate the Valley of Death, I will advise caution. The Black Sand Pythons are active these two days.'' After spending over three years in the Valley of Death, Darryl had already known the area like the back of his hand. The Black Sand Pythons were precisely the ones that he ran into when he first arrived. They were extremely vigorous and once they grow into the size as thick as the radius of a bowl, they will develop strength equivalent to the level of Martial Saint and could be quite a challenge to ordinary cultivators. A man who wore a black scarf around his neck stepped out and sneered at Darryl's advice. ''Let nie tell you sornething, we are here to hunt those Black Sand Pythons. We wouldn't even corne here if they weren't most active during this time of  the  year.'' The tnan  spoke arrogantly as if  everyone was beneath hitn. He went by the name Otis Reid. He ranked at level five Martial Saint and was assigned to be the vice leader of the Blood Thorn Mercenary Team. Darryl didn't care for his arrogant derneanour and decided to ignore hirn.

Lillian, on the other hand, scowled in disapproval. ''Otis, watch your rnouth.'' She scanned Darryl up and down before saying, ''Judging from what you said earlier, you seem to be quite fainiliar with the

area?''

Darryl nodded in response.