Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1032 - 1031: Bottom-tier Brawl

Chapter 1032: Chapter 1031: Bottom-tier Brawl

"Oh? A fellow named Zayden Newton barged into Jingxing Pavilion and even injured Wade Campbell?" Within the Inner Sect, there are supervisors, and the Campbell Sect has many of them, but they all report to the Grand Steward, Ledger Vaughn.

The incident of Yusuf Zuck injuring someone and forcibly entering Jingxing Pavilion was promptly reported to Inner Sect Supervisor Keanu Vaughn.

Keanu Vaughn is also a member of the Vaughn Family because in the Campbell Sect, all supervisors are surnamed Vaughn and are kin of Ledger Vaughn, and the Vaughn Clan holds a pivotal position within the Campbell Sect.

"Exactly, that Zayden Newton used some evil method to injure Sister Wade Campbell. Please, Grand Steward, swiftly subdue this person and turn him over to the Punishment Hall for disposal!" An Inner Sect Disciple loudly reported.

"Just injured?" Keanu Vaughn raised an eyebrow and suddenly sneered, "As I recall, a year ago, a notice was distributed within our Inner Sect stating that both Zayden Newton and Rafael Case were allowed to enter any cultivation grounds in our Inner Sect to cultivate. You all should be aware of this, right?"

"Moreover, Zayden Newton only injured Wade Campbell and did not cause death, so this is merely a scuffle among disciples. It’s not appropriate for this Grand Steward to intervene right now."

"But are you all eating shit? You got hurt by a Grade One Da Luo and still have the face to come to me complaining? He hits you, and you don’t hit back? Trash, roll out of here! Don’t report this kind of thing to me again unless someone dies!" Supervisor Keanu Vaughn cursed relentlessly, since his third uncle Ledger Vaughn had long given secret instructions to take care of Zayden Newton a bit.

Furthermore, it’s common for Inner Sect Disciples to fight among themselves, and those who fight privately wouldn’t tattle; it would be a laughingstock if word got out. The higher-ups are also happy to see disciples fighting among themselves because it’s only through conflict that they can develop ambition.

Therefore, he considered it a trivial matter; let them fight, as long as no disciple dies, it’s fine.

"Yes." The two tattlers immediately left the Supervisor’s Great Hall, grinding their teeth as they rushed towards Jingxing Pavilion.

Since the Grand Steward has spoken, they might as well fight to regain their face.

...

Meanwhile, in the Seed Hall, Dillon Meskill, who was in the middle of playing chess with a woman, also received the report.

"Trash, you actually bother me with such a trivial matter? Injured by a Grade One Da Luo? Might as well just slit your own throat, get lost, and don’t disturb my chess game with Qing’er!" Dillon Meskill seemed to care very little, even though Wade Campbell was his darling; Qing’er was also his darling. And a Ninth Grade Da Luo getting hurt by a Grade One Da Luo, then turning to him for repression? If he really took action, wouldn’t he be a laughingstock to the rest of the Sect?

So it was, either Supervisor or Dillon Meskill, none took action, because for figures like them, skirmishes among the junior cultivators were far too common. If you can’t win a fight and call for reinforcements, that’s just cowardly!

"However, it’s good, quite surprising to me. It’s been over a year, I heard he trains at Sun Moon Lake every day, heh, I do hope he grows up fast so I can bully him a bit. Otherwise, if I act now, it would just be too laughable," Dillon Meskill mused aloud as if speaking to the girl named Qing’er.

"Zayden Newton is not simple," Qing’er, also a disciple of Seed Hall, moved a chess piece and smiled, "The speed of his cultivation is too fast, and with people like Ledger Vaughn, Moses Miles, the Sect Leader, Luke Gardner, and others speaking well of him, there’s no doubt he’s a genius. But he must also have a big secret, and these people surely want to benefit from him!"

"He must have, when they said a year ago that he should become a reserved disciple of Seed Hall, I didn’t object. In fact, I’d like him to join Seed Hall. These past few years have been lonely; no opponents, no one to bully, so I really need fresh blood," Dillon Meskill sighed.

"I know you too well," Qing’er sneered, "You’re just jealous that he has the opportunity to cultivate alongside the witch."

"I am a bit jealous, but soon enough, within three months, Wyatt Wilkinson will take the initiative and come to my bed," Dillon Meskill boasted proudly.

"Don’t talk big. Wyatt Wilkinson is still an Inner Sect Instructor, and if you were to strong-arm her, the Sect wouldn’t just sit by and watch!"

"Who said I’d use force? I want her to willingly take off her clothes. If I wanted to take by force, why would I have waited till now?"

"What will you do about Zayden Newton injuring Wade Campbell? Everyone in the Sect knows that Wade is the third sister of your Inner Sect Harem Group and currently favored. If you do nothing, won’t that chill the hearts of the darlings in your Harem Group?"

"One’s own incompetence is no one else’s fault. A Ninth Grade can’t beat a Grade One, and if I intervene, it would be unreasonable, drawing ridicule. So, let them resolve it themselves. Wade Campbell isn’t even the strongest among them; several of the girls are outrageously powerful!"

Qing’er shrugged her shoulders. What Dillon Meskill said made sense. If someone of a higher level couldn’t beat someone of a lower level, did they even have the face to complain?

...

Jingxing Pavilion, one of the three great secret places of the Inner Sect. It was also an excellent place for cultivating Star Power and opening up the body’s Star Cavities.

In the Element World, people also cultivated Stellar Power, storing it within what’s known as Star Cavities, and then wielded it against their foes. Those who cultivated Star Power were all exceptionally strong, for Star Power was infinite. Even among those of the Ninth Grade, if one cultivated the Star Cavities as well, they could easily kill a peer of the same level or even challenge those of higher levels.

In the Campbell Sect, there were several cultivators of Stellar Power, not many, fewer than fifty, but they were the focus of the Sect’s cultivation and training.

Yusuf Zuck, holding a silver command token, had been turned back when he tried to train there. First, because these individuals had powerful backers, and second, because those who cultivated Star Power stuck together, supported by influential backgrounds, ensuring that not even if one, like Zayden Newton, was taken as an example, the Sect might not do anything to them!

However, what they didn’t expect was that Zayden Newton also had the temperament of a bull. Already in a bad mood, after several tolerances, he finally could not endure anymore and burst out completely.

With a single strike, Star Power against Star Power, that Ninth Grade Sister Luo was smashed to pieces on one side of her body, and the remaining half was blasted directly into the Jingxing Pavilion.

Yusuf Zuck followed her in. As Sister Luo coughed up blood, her vital energy fading, she barely hung on. However, she wasn’t dead yet because her head and Dantian were intact, and she was still alive.

"Roar~"

"Roar~"

"What’s going on?" Inside the Jingxing Pavilion, about a dozen people were cultivating. All were between Sixth and Ninth Grade, with no one of a Taiyi level. When they saw Sister Luo severely wounded and a stranger rushing into the Jingxing Pavilion, they roared angrily, shaking the stars in the sky.

Indeed, the Jingxing Pavilion was like a fantasy world of stars. Stepping inside, one stood beneath a sky full of stars, with thousands of twinkling lights overhead—a spectacular and visually impactful sight!

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~" About a dozen people flew to Sister Luo’s side, helped her up, and stuffed her mouth with copious amounts of Elixirs.

Others followed suit and surrounded Yusuf Zuck in the center.

Yusuf Zuck noticed that among those who cultivated in this place, there were more women than men, and apart from possessing the regular power of the celestial elements, they also had Star Power within them.

However, Yusuf Zuck could also feel that the Star Power within these people was trivial compared to his own—it was like the difference between a bowl of water and a vat of water; their Star Power was too insignificant!

"Was it you who hurt our third sister?" A woman stood out. This woman, a Grade Eight, had two red braids pointing skyward and appeared to be around eighteen or nineteen years of age, small and exquisite.

"You saw it yourself, so why ask?" Yusuf Zuck smiled slyly. Today, he had the advantage, so he wasn’t afraid to make trouble; and he hadn’t killed anyone, it was but a simple sparring exchange.

In the Campbell Sect, sparring and contesting with one another was allowed and even seen as a way for Disciples to practice. As long as one did not cross the line or kill, the higher-ups usually wouldn’t intervene in the squabbles below!

And today, he intended to make a name for himself.