Chapter 117: Let’s Get Married!

“I don’t know what’s going on with the Beast Forest lately; this is already the fourth beast to come into our village!”
“Yeah, beasts rarely ventured out from the Beast Forest before. The once-in-a-century beast frenzy is still a few years away!”
“Could it be that the beast frenzy from a hundred years ago is coming early? Should we move closer to the big city now?”
“The big city is safe, but it’s too far from the Beast Forest. We rely on gathering herbs and hunting wild beasts—if we move, how will we survive without that?”
Sigh...

At the village entrance, dozens of villagers gathered, eating while discussing the morning’s events. The thought of the approaching beast frenzy in a few years weighed heavily on their minds, darkening the atmosphere.

“Don’t worry, everyone. We still have Gray in our village—he’s a Level Two Warrior!”
“Yeah, other villages don’t even have warriors, and people with fighting spirit are scarce. We’re lucky to have him!”
“Exactly, thanks to Gray, our village isn’t doomed yet!”

To the villagers, Gray was a formidable Level Two Warrior. For these simple, unsophisticated folk, a Level Two was incredibly strong. Any village blessed with a Level Two warrior was considered powerful.

“Hey, Gray, you’re back! Were you visiting Hela again?”
“Gray, when are you and Hela getting married? We want a little warrior from you!”
“Yeah, Gray...”

As the villagers teased, a muscular figure with a kindly smile appeared not far off. Gray was a strong warrior, and Hela was the village beauty. Living under the same roof, everyone already considered them a couple.

“Hehe, soon, soon...”

Gray scratched his head bashfully, smiling as he walked toward his home of over a year. From afar, he saw a slender figure quietly waiting at the door for dinner.

“Brother Gray!”

A sweet, familiar voice called softly in Gray’s ear. He waved to the distant figure, his steps quickening. The hesitation in his eyes faded, replaced by resolute determination.

“Hela, let’s get married!”

Grasping her soft, delicate hand tightly, Gray spoke with emotion. At that moment, only she existed in his eyes. Thoughts of equal contracts, the proud Dragon Clan—they all seemed meaningless.

“Mm mm mm mm...”

Hela was stunned but soon her eyes lit up with excitement. She threw her arms around Gray’s broad frame, tears silently streaming down her cheeks. She couldn’t speak a word, only nodded repeatedly.

“Hela, I love you!”

Pulling her fragile form into a firm embrace, Gray’s eyes glistened with tears he didn’t notice he was shedding.

Boom...

Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted within Gray. His spirit jolted, and an incredible gleam flashed in his eyes—he had broken through!

The surrounding natural energy began to churn uncontrollably, and a streak of orange lightning flashed across the sky...

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“Gregory, how is this possible?!”

In an unknown secret chamber, a muscular figure seated cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes wide, disbelief shining brightly. He muttered to himself.

“Reggie, what’s wrong with Gregory?”

A weathered voice echoed quietly in the chamber. Reggie snapped back to composure, his eyes flickering uncertainly. After calming himself, he said it was nothing, then closed his eyes to continue cultivating, though a turbulent storm brewed in his heart.

“We absolutely cannot let Chini find out Reggie is about to break into the Sanctum. If that happens, the Four Dragon Knights will become Three Dragon Knights. Damn Gregory—how could he suddenly break through to the Sanctum?!”

After a moment’s thought, Reggie tried contacting Gregory through their equal contract, hoping that their long-standing bond would compel him to help. Having lost a Thunder Dragon mount, Reggie, a peak Level Nine, stood no chance against a Sanctum-level warrior.

At this moment, Reggie seemed to have forgotten that he and Gregory had signed an equal contract—and now with Gregory’s power qualitatively enhanced, Gregory could sense his intentions…

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“Hm?!”

In the Beast Forest, a man cloaked entirely in a black robe, seated cross-legged on a tree, suddenly lifted his head, furrowing his brows as complex emotions—confusion, shock, surprise—flickered in his eyes.

Whoosh—

With a thought, the robed man vanished from the tree and instantly appeared before a dozen youths sitting cross-legged on the ground, diligently cultivating. His gaze fixed on the two figures in the center.

One carried a large red greatsword on his back; the other appeared no different from the surrounding youths, but the robed man knew well that this one was the most powerful and terrifying among them.

“Has the young master ever mentioned how many subordinates he has?”

At the black-robed man’s words, the youths simultaneously opened their eyes. Several killing intents locked onto the man briefly before they returned to their cultivation, doing their best to survive in the forest.

“Don’t know.”

The youth with the fiery red greatsword responded coldly, emotionless, though a fleeting ripple of unease in his eyes did not escape the robed man’s gaze.

“Damn Blood Soul Mark—what exactly is it? I’ve spent over a year trying my best to dispel it, but there’s no progress—instead, it’s corrupting me more and more. If that kid’s strength rises another step, I fear I’ll become his slave like the other two. Looks like I have no choice but to return!”

Ignoring the youth’s tone, the robed man’s eyes flickered uncertainly. He found no solution and decided on one last course of action. If that failed, he would have to accept his fate.

“The young master’s people have arrived!”

At the robed man’s words, the two youths in the center suddenly opened their eyes and silently sensed their surroundings. The other youths also opened their eyes and looked around. They had long admired the young master mentioned.

Suddenly, the youth with the sword and the one beside him exchanged glances, both lighting up with delight. They sensed the familiar ripple of the Blood Soul Mark. Before they could speak, a fierce wolf howl shattered the clouds.

Howl...

A massive blood-red beast appeared before the youths before they could react, a heavy stench of blood assaulting their senses. After a year of slaughter, the youths collectively paled...

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