Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 526 - 525: The Snake Hibernates

Chapter 526: Chapter 525: The Snake Hibernates

The chief elder of the Emei sect, Westin Wilcox, deployed four people, including two men and two women: the two women followed Rachel Fournier to Sanya, while the two men were sent by Yusuf Zuck directly to Shandong to look for Captain Wu and Maurice Singleton.

Actually, the fact that Westin Wilcox and others could dispatch people to help Yusuf Zuck with his affairs was a tremendous fortune they hardly dared to hope for; it was as if they were a community with a shared destiny, the stronger the bonds between them, the more stable the Emei sect would become.

Since Yusuf Zuck could instantly kill Marcus Escobar, his cultivation level must have surpassed that of a Truth-Seeking Expert. And what kind of person surpasses the realm of Truth-Insight? That was beyond what Westin Wilcox dared to imagine. With such a figure backing the Emei sect, it was set to develop rapidly and stably.

Meanwhile, just as Yusuf Zuck and Rachel Fournier were leaving the central part of Sichuan, a young man in the provincial capital of Sichuan also received a report.

This young man’s name was Dale Carlson, and he was the chairman of ’Rey Torres’ International.

He appeared to be at most twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He wasn’t particularly handsome, but his face radiated a resolute determination.

At that moment, he was at a farm on the outskirts of the provincial city, where there was a luxurious residence within the farm. This was his secret palace.

On his bed, there were three delicate beauties, but at the moment, the three delicate beauties were pale and trembling all over, feeling weak all over their bodies and involuntarily shaking, a bizarre sensation, for some unknown reason, after having spent the night with Dale Carlson.

"Call someone to send the three ladies back, each compensated with one million as agreed," Dale Carlson got up, dressed himself, then poured a glass of wine and stood out in the courtyard.

Four or five burly men burst into the room, then violently placed black hoods over the heads of the three women.

This was a place of secrecy; the three women who had enjoyed the night had no right to know the whereabouts of this place, as they were hooded even before they came.

However, fortunately, once the three women heard that they could indeed receive one million, they let the burly men handle them as they wished.

A few moments later, after the three women had been sent away, a man in his fifties appeared, dressed in green clothes, sporting a three-inch goatee, looking like a Taoist.

"How does it feel?" the goateed man stroked his beard and asked with a smile.

"Very good," Dale Carlson turned around, bowed to the goateed man and said, "Master Yang’s cultivation technique is truly rare in this world. In just a mere half year, I advanced from a beginner to Truth-Insight, which is unbelievable. Though it cost a lot of money, the increase in cultivation level along with the pleasure of indulgence is a wonderful experience that is hard to describe!"

"It’s just a shame about those women. For a little money, they didn’t realize they were reducing their lifespan and losing their vitality. I heard that the women who initially helped me with my cultivation now have wrinkled skin and a slackened appearance. Although they’re only about twenty, they look like they’re thirty-five or thirty-six. What I’m doing is somewhat detrimental to moral virtue," said Dale Carlson with a sigh.

"A horse doesn’t get fat without night grazing. To become powerful, one has to sacrifice others," the goateed man named Yang sneered coldly.

"Indeed, after all, I did give them compensation!" Dale Carlson shrugged.

"I’ve heard there has been news from the Emei side?" Master Yang suddenly asked.

"Hmm, someone stepped in and rescued Rachel Fournier, and she has now become the new leader of the sect. They just had a gathering tonight."

"Has the person who intervened been investigated?" Master Yang continued to inquire.

"It must be him!" Dale Carlson’s face showed a hint of ferocity and ruthlessness, "I really want to go north right now and take his dog’s life!"

"Frog in a well!" Master Yang dismissed Dale Carlson’s remark without any courtesy, "The one surnamed Zuck can use a Flying Sword; this must indicate special abilities, and since the Flying Sword came from Old Huang’s hands, it suggests a significant connection with Old Huang. Who is Old Huang? Do you think you are that great just because you’ve reached Truth-Insight level?"

"Let me tell you, in this world, those who practice Fasting are as common as crucian carp crossing a river, countless in number. Moreover, Fasting is merely a prerequisite to reaching Innate state, and Innate might at best serve as a shoe-shiner in this world. Some don’t even deem worthy to use Innate experts for such a purpose, which is why you shouldn’t be offended when I say you are a frog at the bottom of a well!"

"But isn’t that Zuck guy just a user of the Flying Sword? As long as my plan is appropriate and the arrangements are solid, I can’t believe I can’t kill him!" Dale Carlson insisted, exasperated.

"What if you can’t kill him? You will lose everything you have now, and then you’ll die as well. So before you reach the Innate state, don’t act rashly. I don’t want this good seedling of mine to break at the waist!"

"Right now, I can’t wait to flay him, eat his marrow, he has become my inner demon, I’m going crazy!" Dale Carlson said vehemently as he crushed the cup in his hand.

"No great achievement comes without madness, kid. A brief period of endurance brings hope of victory. As for revenge, it can be taken anytime, as long as he dies by your hand. Don’t rush, don’t rush."

"Sigh~" Dale Carlson took a deep breath: "Alright, I’ll listen to Master."

"Hmm, ordinary women are no longer suitable for your next phase of cultivation. Find some women with Yin attributes. These women can help you maximize your current realm of cultivation. I estimate you only need six to almost reach the Fasting stage."

"Didn’t Master say that these kind of women are hard to find?" Dale Carlson retorted.

"If you want to find them, you will always be able to find some. Even if you can’t, well, younger ones will also do..."

"Alright, hehe, I like this." Dale Carlson chuckled slyly, getting the hint.

"Haha." The man surnamed Yang laughed heartily, then suddenly sighed and said, "You’re luckier than your junior brother. He has the desire but not the strength. However, your junior brother’s progress is much faster than yours. The cultivation technique he practices thrives on hatred, the greater the hatred, the quicker the cultivation level increases."

"But to see both of you succeed is my great fortune as a teacher!"

"Master, you keep mentioning my junior brother, where exactly is he? Why can’t he enjoy the fortune of women?"

"You two will have the chance to meet. When the time comes, ask him yourself. I am leaving." The man surnamed Yang smiled mysteriously and vanished into the vast night after a few leaps and bounds.

Dale Carlson scratched his chin. Although he called this man Master, their relationship was merely an exchange of interests. He had money, and the man surnamed Yang needed money. Calling him Master was casual – there was no real discipleship.

...

Yusuf Zuck was unaware that a very evil person was scheming against him in the shadows, and he didn’t even know of this person’s existence.

Of course, there was indeed a deep and bitter feud between them.

His surname was Carlson, and Yusuf Zuck had killed a Truth-Seeking Expert named Brad Carlson last year at the Gathering of Eccentrics.

This person was Brad Carlson’s only son, Dale Carlson.

Dale Carlson had a wife named Lilah Benson, and her father was Antiono Benson, also known as Antiono the Cautious.

At the Gathering of Eccentrics, Yusuf Zuck first killed Antiono the Cautious, then Brad Carlson, shocking the entirety of the Jianghu in the north and south.

And these two men were Dale Carlson’s father-in-law and his own father, so the depth of his hatred is imaginable.

Of course, Dale Carlson was also capable of biding his time. After his father and father-in-law died, he did not cry out for revenge. In fact, when asked why he did not seek retribution, he simply stated that it was a matter of the Jianghu and that he was a businessman. Murder was illegal and should be dealt with by the police; to take personal revenge would also be breaking the law, and he couldn’t risk the entire Carlson family for it.

The people of the Jianghu in Sichuan knew that Brad Carlson’s son, Dale Carlson, was a cripple, with poor foundational attributes from birth, unable to learn martial arts. Many had tested him, and indeed he showed no sign of martial arts foundation.

Even now, although he had reached Truth-Insight, he did not reveal the slightest hint of Qi. Even a Fasting expert standing in front of him could not detect his Inner Qi, for he had no Qi Sea.

This is the perverse aspect of the Evil Cultivation Method. Standing in a crowd, nobody would know he was a practitioner of dark arts!

As for the man surnamed Yang, his real name was Ty Meskill. How could someone capable of teaching such techniques be a good person? Furthermore, he seemed to have another disciple whose cultivation level was even more powerful.