Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren followed several elders, who all looked solemn and grim, into a secret room.

One of them said gravely, "Alex, are you certain? Did you mean that the person who slaughtered a hundred of our promising young talents is a member of our own clan?"

The hint in Darren's words was very obvious, but they still wanted to be sure they understood him clearly.

Only someone with a grade-nine Fate Character and ten or more metal meridians could be able to kill a hundred talents of the Red Demon Clan so quickly.

Moreover, only a few groups could possibly have a warrior of this level. There were only the royal family, the Yan Clan, six of the eight kingly clans, and the Red Demon Clan itself.

Darren nodded. "Yes, that is what I believe," he said.

"What is the basis of your belief?" another elder asked.

After a moment of thought, Darren replied, "The Red Demon Clan has been living in seclusion for so many years. It's not easy to enter this place quietly. Even a powerful warrior with a grade-nine Fate Character and ten metal meridians would probably be unable to sneak in without being noticed by anyone. What's

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went over to the elders to ask what that had been about.

"Sir, who was that man? How is he involved in the matters of our Red Demon Clan? Is he qualified to interfere?"

Another member said, "It sounded like he was negotiating something with you. May I know what business he had with you, sirs?"

The four elders calmly listened to all the questions. Then one of them responded, "It's not a big deal. Alex merely said that he wanted to offer us some property and lead his sect to join our Red Demon Clan. That's all! So, everyone, you may leave now."

As soon as they had spoken, the four elders immediately left the meeting hall.

"What an exorbitant price he demands! I'm not at all sure about the character of that young man."

Those words were muttered under his breath by one of the elders as he walked away. Someone using their god's sense to spy on the elders would have overheard the concern in his voice very clearly.

Because the long winter had arrived, the snowy nights were extraordinarily cold.

That evening, Darren found a quiet place to practice his sword skills. He practiced alone in the icy winds.