Chapter 764: Chapter 764 Scapegoat Karen_1 Chapter 764: Chapter 764 Scapegoat Karen_1 “`
dicine King Valley was divided into the inner and outer sects.
The outer sect was further divided into dicine and martial arts.
Karen belonged to the sect of dicine, while the person currently in front of her was from the martial arts sect.
Although dicine King Valley was renowned throughout the land for its dicine, without sufficient martial force for protection, it would ultimately be subject to others’ control.
Therefore, while cultivating dical skills, there were also many experts in combat.
The seventh son of the Yorktown Family was originally a disciple of the martial arts sect.
He was formidable in combat, but he also had a rudintary understanding of dicine.
To say it was rudintary, however, still ant he was far stronger than the average doctor.
dicine King Valley had a thousand-year heritage, populated with many unique and secret formulas.
And yet, Karen was an expert in dicine, though her martial arts were rather rough around the edges.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so powerless against Terry Moore’s attacks.
“You two, I am one of us!”
Karen took out a token and presented it to the two individuals,” This is my token.
I’ve co back to wish the dicine King a happy new year and incidentally to bring two wealthy gentlen to pay their respects to the dicine King.”
“Karen?”
The man pinched the token, scoffed coldly, and then waved his hand, “Off you go.”
“Thank you!”
Karen pocketed the token and led the four individuals down the pathway.
But they had barely passed,
when Julius Reed felt a chill behind him!
His brow furrowed slightly, and he suddenly turned around!
Clang!
With a flick of his finger, he sent the icy long saber flying out!
The martial arts sect disciple who had made a move was clearly startled.
“What are you trying to do!”
Karen turned around, her expression drastically changing.
“I am a person of dicine King Valley, can’t you see the token?”
While speaking, she once again presented her own token.
“Karen!
You traitor, dicine King Valley has already issued a Killing Order against you!”
The Martial Gate disciple pointed at Karen,” You actually hard your fellow disciple and killed the seventh son of Yorktown Family!
In our Martial Gate, we are irreconcilable with you!”
The sectors of dicine and martial arts were not on good terms to begin with.
The dicine sect made money, often making billions in a single day!
Like today, it was a grand feast for the dicine sect!
But the martial arts sect was like a bodyguard.
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They had no external inco.
Even the dical sect’s least favored task of extradition was coveted by the martial arts sect; many were envious.
Now that they knew the seventh son of Yorktown Family died at Karen’s hands, they were eager to tear this old man to pieces!
Yet they hadn’t expected that the young man traveling with Karen would be so formidable!
“Bullshit!
I wasn’t even there when the seventh son of Yorktown Family died!”
Karen was usually mild-tempered, but when soone tried to slap her with such a baseless accusation,
it was sothing she absolutely couldn’t tolerate!
“Still trying to argue your way out of it?
I never expected that you would dare to walk right into the trap!
Justin Rose, the revered master, has already issued a Killing Order, promising a hefty reward for your head!”
The two Martial Gate disciples rolled up their sleeves and sneered,” Today, we shall avenge our brother, the seventh son of Yorktown Family!”
Karen was from the dicine sect and her combat abilities were poor.
Killing her was not a difficult task.
But the extraordinary performance of Julius Reed just now made the Martial Gate disciples sowhat hesitant.
“Call for backup!”
Julius Reed looked coldly at the two in front of him.
“Backup?
We don’t need it!”
The Martial Gate disciples faced Julius Reed squarely, but that did not an they were afraid.
Their skills in combat were formidable, not fearing anyone at all!
“Since there’s no one else, I’d trouble you two to take a trip to the underworld first and save a place for your master.”
After Julius Reed finished speaking, he turned and took out a handkerchief from his chest, placing it in front of Harvey Martin.
He gently released his hand.
Then!
He took a step forward!
Whoosh!
His right hand transford into a claw, seizing the long saber from the hands of the Martial Gate disciple!
Stab!
A flash of cold light.
Two heads fell to the ground.
The Martial Gate disciples did not even have ti to close their eyes.
Clatter!
The long saber landed on the rocks.
The blade was still stained with blood.
And at that mont!
The handkerchief before Harvey Martin—
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It happened to fall down.
“What’s going on?”
She caught the handkerchief in an instant.
“It’s alright now, let’s go!”
Julius Reed took back his handkerchief and gently wiped off the small specks of blood that had splashed onto his face.
He tossed it aside nonchalantly.
“What about those two guys?”
Curious, Harvey Martin asked, “They were so nacing, even calling the old man a traitor.
What the hell is that about?”
She obviously didn’t understand.
That was an internal secret of dicine King Valley.
“Mistaken identity, so they ran off,”
Julius Reed did not elaborate further.
The four walked along the narrow path for half an hour before finally arriving at a massive building!
The building’s gate was imposing!
The gate was eight ters tall and ten ters wide!
Emblazoned with three glistening gold characters: ‘dicine King Valley’.
The gate was coated with vermilion paint, and from a distance, the two large white lions at the entrance seed as if they were about to co to life!
Fierce and intimidating!
One couldn’t help but feel a chill.
“According to the rules, dicine King Valley typically opens its gates in the evening,” Karen said, her face currently covered with a scarf.
The scarf was a gift from Harvey Martin.
It was originally intended to protect against the sun.
But it turned out to be unnecessary.
Being hunted by dicine King Valley, Karen had to be extrely cautious.
“Who would have thought that such an accusation would fall upon you,” Julius Reed said with a teasing smile.
“It’s Dustin Rose’s doing!” Karen said through gritted teeth, seething with anger.
“This man is a prodigy with talents in both dicine and martial arts, revered by the disciples within as the supre master of both disciplines,”
Speaking of this senior brother, his eyes were filled with resentnt.
Although they were fellow disciples, Dustin Rose had always treated him as if he was no better than a dog, barking orders without a shred of respect.
That was the difference between the inner sect and the outer sect.
In the inner sect, even the younger mbers could make their senior disciples from the outer sect bow their heads in submission.
“Let’s rest at the inn first.”
Regaining his composure, Karen pointed to a dilapidated straw hut nearby.
“My God!
Is this the inn?”
Harvey Martin’s mouth gaped open in disbelief.
He then burst into laughter, “When I was a kid, the toilets in my village were better than this!”
As soon as these words left his mouth, the people staying in the straw hut turned their heads, their eyes sharp as knives.
Harvey Martin quickly covered his mouth, scared.
“There’s no helping it, even if dicine King Valley operates it this way, there’s never a shortage of people coming to pay their respects each year!”
Karen chuckled, “After all, they’re here for the dicine, even if there were no straw huts, and they had to stay on the ground, nobody would mind.”
After speaking, he strode over.
The straw hut was very large.
Surprisingly large.
It occupied a space of six to seven hundred square ters.
Inside were all kinds of small tables and so benches with broken legs.
“They are the first batch of people who have been waiting at the ferry crossing since early morning, and so didn’t even spend the New Year at ho,” Karen explained before he finally found a spot not occupied by anyone and sat down to wait.
It was not yet dark, and there was still so ti before dicine King Valley would open its gates.
The people who ca after him didn’t even have a straw hut to stay in.
After sitting down, Julius Reed took a look around.
He noticed that in addition to so wealthy rchants, there were also a few individuals dressed peculiarly.
“Who are these people?”
He asked aloud.
“It’s not just ordinary mortals who fear death; even those from Ghost Valley are no different in their fear of life and death,”
Karen said indifferently, “But everyone seems to miss a simple point.
The people of dicine King Valley cannot defy death, yet they still spend a fortune to buy dicine from it.”
“Psychological comfort,”
Julius Reed said flatly.
“Damn it!
I’ve co so far, and there’s not even a place to rest!”
Just then, a group in strange attire walked in, surveying the area nonstop.
There were about a dozen of them, each grasping a long saber in their hands.
It seed that after searching around and finding no space,
they approached the table next to Julius Reed, struck a saber into the wooden table, and said nacingly, “Old man, scram!”
Sitting at the table was an elder.
The elder’s leg…
was a prosthetic.
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