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Chapter 5475
In the blink of an eye, the clanging of weapons and emotional cries of battle rang through
the secret realm endlessly.
Over on another end, Darryl led Rachelle to a space full of halls northwest. It was a pretty
difficult place to get to, and it looked pretty abandoned.
Upon arriving, Darryl first searched around the first palace he saw, before taking out a
crystal vial and heading out to collect a few herbs.
Rachelle, who had been following closely behind the entire time, finally could not hold it in
and asked, "Darryl, what are you doing?"
Darryl smiled, pointing to the crystal vial. "Making a pill."
Pill-making?
Rachelle stopped short at the words, frowning at Darryl as she found this man increasingly
hard to understand.
The next second, Rachelle returned to her senses. "Whatever for?" Even if he was the
head of the Elixir Sector at the Pure Yang Division, there was no way he was going to be
able to turn the tables around just with his pillmaking skills.
Whew...
Darryl separated the herbs, continuing to speak. "To take down, Prince Auten, of course. I
just said that the North Star Galaxy and the Heavenly Ocean Sect can only fend off Prince
Auten for so long. Don't put any hope into them on helping us avenge your Senior
Brother." "You must know that Prince Auten is one of the Godly Region royals. He'll be able
to recover in no time even if you heavily maim him. And once that happens, all of you
combined might not be able to be any match for him." "That's why I must recover my
powers."
As he spoke, Darryl was nothing but serious.
Indeed, Darryl's final goal in all that he had done was to have Evan hold Prince Auten off,
and buy himself more time.
To tell the truth, it was going to be incredibly difficult for Darryl to restore his powers. The
only thing that would make this possible was the Heavenly Marrow Golden Elixir- and there
was only one of them here in the Godly Secret Region. And, well, Darryl had eaten it
already.
Yet this was no issue for Darryl.
While mentoring Prince Aurin in the Godly Region half a year ago, Darryl had come across
a pill recipe in the royal library called the Nineturn Spirit Pill.
The Nineturn Spirit Pill could make someone reach the peak of their potential powers, but
only for an hour. And to Darryl, an hour was more than enough time to take down Prince
Auten.
The Nineturn Spirit Pill required a good number of rare herbs to make, herbs that would be
near impossible to find in most places. Yet this was the Godly Secret Realm, and it was
more than a piece of cake to find said herbs. This had been one of the reasons Darryl had
not wanted to leave in the beginning.
Just then, Darryl explained the entire ordeal regarding the Nineturn Spirit Pill from start to
finish to Rachelle.
Upon speaking, Darryl cast a glance at the halls before him before saying in a serious
tone, "This place is pretty difficult to find. I reckon Prince Auten won't be able to get here
for awhile, which will be enough time for me to make the pill" "But for safety, I'll need you
to stand guard for me while I do it."
Towards the end, Darryl cast an expression of hopefulness towards Rachelle.
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Realization dawned on Rachelle at the words- so that was the case. She thought it through
briefly, and nodded in agreement. "Alright, don't you worry. I won't let anyone interrupt
you."
Despite being humiliated and enraged at the fact that her purity had been taken away by
Darryl, Rachelle knew that revenge mattered most at the end of the day. Sticking by
Darryl's side was the only way she was going to avenge her Senior Brother. 1
Under these circumstances, she would agree to whatever Darryl wanted her to do as long
as it was nothing outrageous.
Alright!
Darryl did not hesitate at her response, beginning to make the pill immediately.
Rachelle stood guard around him, alert of their surroundings.
What both of them did not realize was that a figure was slowly approaching them from
outside the hall.
It was Martin.
Martin was bent at the waist, slinking over to the window sill to snoop on what was going
on inside. He stopped short at the sight.
The pair had been so sneaky on the way over, only to be making pills here...
Realizing this, an icy smirk appeared on Martin's face. Oh, Darryl Darby. I don't care what
you're making the pill for, but there's no way I'm going to let you succeed doing it.
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