Legend of Dragon Son-in-law Chapter 1659: 1659: Forbidden Book

Chapter 1659: Chapter 1659: Forbidden Book

The scorching sun is overhead!

The light reflected by the snowflakes is extrely dazzling!

Julius Reed rides the Mont Horse, galloping across the snowy plains, heading straight east!

The morning sun gradually rises.

The outline of that mountain Brant Fairbanks ntioned becos increasingly clear.

About three hours pass.

Julius Reed finally arrives at the so-called mountain front.

According to Brant Fairbanks, only upon reaching this mountain can he examine the contents on the paper slip.

Julius Reed doesn’t open it ahead of ti.

Opening it prematurely would strip away much of the fun.

Even if what’s inside is a perilous journey, he isn’t afraid at all.

Where the Saint Master steps is where the path leads.

“Raise the jade on you, and soone will naturally greet you. After entering the cave, relay my orders, reprimanding Ragnar Frost’s disciple for betrayal, and instruct him to return at once to the Ocean Academy. anwhile, escort Baylor Davenport along the route I drew, toward Boulevard Mountain.”

On the paper slip is Brant Fairbanks’s handwritten note, with a map at the bottom.

The map depicts a line leading to Boulevard Mountain.

Brant Fairbanks has already arranged everything; it’s not about the executor’s ability but their loyalty.

Even his scandals with won are known to Julius Reed, so what else could matter?

Rich rewards, promises of a future dean—all part of Brant Fairbanks’s tactics to win over Julius Reed.

When the matter concludes, he simply waits for these two to perish.

Julius Reed puts away the paper slip and takes out the jade from his chest.

Holding it high.

A minute later!

From the snow mountain peak, indeed, a person runs up.

“Why is it you!” The person exclaims in surprise upon seeing Julius Reed, “How is the treasure of Ocean Academy with you!”

The speaker is a disciple of Ragnar Frost.

They had t just yesterday.

Knox Michael had instructed upon departure, saying Julius Reed was sent by Curtis Channing as a rift.

But now…

The disciple quickly vanishes.

How could Julius Reed let him go so easily!

With a leap, he arrives before the disciple.

“You…”

“This is the dean’s jade! He said seeing this jade is as if seeing him in person!” Julius Reed interrupts the man, taking out Brant Fairbanks’s handwritten note from his chest. “Look!”

With just a glance, the handwritten note is put away.

But it’s enough.

The man recognizes it, indeed it is the dean’s handwriting.

“Take to your master; I have the dean’s orders to deliver!” Julius Reed asserts and imposes authority: “Now, I am your senior brother!”

“Se… senior brother?” The man hesitates for a mont, but since both the Ocean Jade and dean’s handwritten note are present, he must lead Julius Reed inside.

On the other side of the mountain, there’s a small cave.

The man walks to the small cave front, opens the cover on top, and reveals a section of rope.

Along the rope, he slides directly downward.

Julius Reed mimics accordingly, and conveniently covers the lid.

A dozen ters down, he steps on the ground.

Inside the cave, there are lights, heating equipnt, and illumination.

Ragnar Frost lies on a stone, underneath is a cotton coat, on top is a tiger skin.

His health has improved considerably from before.

But still remains weak.

“Benefactor!”

Upon seeing Julius Reed enter, Ragnar Frost attempts to rise, but grins with pain.

“No need!” Julius Reed approaches, indicating not to rise.

This old fellow, though stubborn, is not unkind.

If he were like Knox Michael, Julius Reed would’ve never intervened to save him that day.

“How… did you find this place? And what about the Academy’s people?” Ragnar Frost looks behind Julius Reed, seeing no one.

“I am from the Academy.” Julius Reed’s words just fall when Ragnar Frost’s eyes widen instantly!

“Don’t doubt, at the post station, the dean saw my high aptitude and made an exception, taking as a closed-door disciple.” With these words, Julius Reed gestures towards the people beside him: “Dean’s handwritten note, to be heard by Director Frost alone—fall back!”

The disciples do not move.

They worry for their master’s safety.

If this West Tower harbors malice, wouldn’t their master’s life be in danger?

“Fall back!” Ragnar Frost scolds firmly.

Though stubborn, he is not foolish.

If this West Tower wants him dead, there have been countless opportunities, why wait till now?

“Yes!”

The disciples dare not disobey their master, and retreat dozens of ters.

Disappear into the cave’s darkness.

“How did you know I am here?” Julius Reed is quite curious; does raising the jade make one discoverable?

“Look there.” Ragnar Frost points weakly to a machine beside his bed.

That machine resembles a radio but has a screen similar to a radar.

“This is the machine we must carry when going out from our Academy; see the red dot in the center, that’s your jade. Each jade has significant differences. Like yours, because of the different signal inside, we can distinguish it’s the dean’s personal carry. Hence, a disciple went out to greet.”

Ragnar Frost patiently explains.

He trusts the dean’s abilities; had the dean not personally given it, how could this jade leave his side?

“So that’s it.” Julius Reed nods, speaking: “The dean gave a strength pill.”

“Strength pill?”

Ragnar Frost frowns tightly: “I’ve never heard of it.”

In his impression, Ocean Academy does not have this type of dicine.

“Did you mishear?” He questions.

“For adjusting digestion, maybe it’s uncommon, hence Director Frost hasn’t heard of it.” Julius Reed internally realizes Brant Fairbanks, the hypocrite, even fools the Academy people.

Presumably, Tennyson Hawthorne is ant for silencing.

“Does our Academy have a dicine that burns one’s potential, soon causing death?” Julius Reed asks again.

Ragnar Frost ponders a while, then nods: “That’s forbidden knowledge! Ocean Academy’s history is very long, thus it harbors so infamous texts. Years ago, Curtis Channing was expelled for stealing this text!”

“Curtis Channing? And the text?” Julius Reed asks again.

“Curtis Channing took the text and disappeared. We arrested Curtis Channing mainly to reclaim this dangerous item!” Ragnar Frost smashes his fist on the stone, sowhat indignant.

“Does that text have other cultivation techniques?” Upon hearing this, Julius Reed imdiately understands the situation.

Two birds with one stone!

Brant Fairbanks utilizes Knox Michael to bla Curtis Channing for the text theft.

He then secretly practices this forbidden knowledge!

Resulting in Curtis Channing holding his deepest grudge against Knox Michael, without much hatred toward Brant Fairbanks.

“Yes! The text contains many.” Ragnar Frost nods: “But since it’s forbidden, we’ve only heard. Therefore, my Academy has pursued Curtis Channing all these years, fearing he would harm others!”

Upon hearing.

Julius Reed takes a deep breath, squinting as he asks: “Is there a technique that markedly enhances one’s abilities without causing death? In other words, not consuming potential?”

He suddenly recalls soone, Baylor Davenport.

That abnormal condition!

Surely the work of the forbidden text!