A massive vi,parable to a castle, was surrounded by hundreds of men in ck. Blocking the entrance were 35 burly men with embroidered cors. They were part of the Gold Faction''s core, 12 of whom were at the Profound Reality Realm while 13 were great-


    grandmasters.


    They were sworn brothers to the leader of the Gold Faction and known collectively as the 36 Heavenly Stems.


    Recently, all families in Munford, including the elite Roche family, had been attacked. Their martial artists were stripped of their abilities.


    The Gold Faction was known for their loyalty and could not stand idly by when the Roche family was in trouble. Thus, they rallied their forces in Munford for a rescue.


    As a Rolls-Royce slowly drove in, everyone parted ways and lowered their heads, shouting, "Sir!"


    The car door opened, and an elderly man with slicked-back gray hair stepped out. He was the leader of the Gold Faction, ate-stage Mystique Loyalty Realm expert.


    "Should we really get involved in this mess?" the second-inmand asked gravely. "I heard they killed four peak-stage Mystique Loyalty Realm experts."


    Battlestar did not respond but walked toward the vi''s courtyard.


    Inside the vi living room, the direct descendants of the Roche family were all kneeling on the floor. Sitting on a couch before them was a man in a suit and sses. He was refined and elegant, exuding an air of nonchnce.


    His legs were crossed, and he was holding a half-filled ss of red wine. This man was Duncan. He was no longer the same man he was two months ago.


    With the help of his godfather, Peter, Duncan located his family''s ancestral grave. It turned out there had been a powerful Tribtion Realm cultivator within his lineage, and he had inherited this bloodline. It elevated him from a grandmaster to just shy of the Profound Oriental Realm.


    The other ck Wind Mountains powerhouses also benefited from the grave. Even ck Gem''s eyes miraculously regrew, though he had lost the ability to predict the future with them.


    After this happened, the powerhouses of ck Wind Mountains began revering Duncan as their leader.


    "The Heavenly Stems have arrived!" shouted a middle-aged Profound Reality Realm expert from the vi''s gate.


    Duncan shook his crossed legs and sipped his red wine lightly.


    Battlestar walked in slowly, his tone indifferent as he said, "Release them and the Gold Faction will serve you."


    Darcus Roche''s aged face was wet with tears as he said, "You shouldn''t havee!"


    Just moments before, they had nned to kill Battlestar and then takeplete control of the Gold Faction. He had not expected his half-brother, whom he shared a father with, to actuallye to his rescue.


    "You''ve helped me a lot over the


    years," said Battlestar calmly.


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    Older brother had cast


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    session, it was Darcus who had


    supported him in bing the king of Munford''s underworld society.


    The brothersplemented each other well. Together, they propelled the Roche family into bing one of Munford''s leading families.


    "I never thought the leader of an


    underworld force would havete-stage Mystique Loyalty Realm cultivation I''m quite reluctant to kill you now," Duncan said with a raised brow and a smile. He then turned to look at Peter. "Godfather, what do you think?"


    Peter smiled as he pulled a palm-sized bottle from his Eight Trigrams pouch. He unscrewed the cap, and a bug enveloped in ck mist flew out. He pointed his finger at Battlestar, and the bug immediately flew toward his forehead. "Don''t resist, or you''ll die," Boris coldly warned from the other side.


    "This is good," Peter approved.


    Battlestar allowed the bug to burrow into his forehead. "That''s the One God Bug, and it has merged with your soul. I can scatter your soul with just a mere thought."


    The parasitic bug was one he had


    tamed from Duncan''s ancestral grave. Its cultivation method was simple-he just had to feed the source some of his blood daily and it wouldy ten eggs each day, which would hatch in three days. After another three days, the bugs would be usable.


    Taking a deep breath, Battlestar asked seriously, "Can you release him now?"