My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1021 - 504 Finding a Witness_3

Chapter 1021: Chapter 504 Finding a Witness_3

Owen Bertram’s "Breaking Void" divine power carried him across a distance of tens of thousands of miles and brought him to a desolate and treacherous stone mountain. Uncle Xavier became more confident in Owen Bertram.

"Where is this...?" Uncle Xavier glanced around, seeing only jagged boulders beneath his feet and narrow valleys surrounding him. The steep stone peaks were like giant weapons forged by deities for their battles.

Moreover, it seemed that there was a unique energy floating in the neighboring void. When Uncle Xavier tried to feel this energy more closely, it played tricks on him like mischievous children, disappearing without a trace.

Owen Bertram led Uncle Xavier around a bend and pointed to a mountain peak: "Look!"

In the middle of the peak, a series of stone cave pavilions had been excavated. Higher up, a huge ancient character faintly appeared on the surface of the stone peak, as if floating on a layer of light and shadow.

It was the character "玄" - Uncle Xavier suddenly understood where they were: "Mysterious Pavilion?!"

"Exactly." Owen Bertram smiled faintly, already walking towards the pavilions with an invisible staircase beneath his feet.

It wasn’t until he reached the main entrance of the pavilions that the people inside noticed him. A few arrogant Taoist boys shouted, "Where do you unruly rascals come from? Do you know where you are? Your tricks are nothing but child’s play!"

Owen Bertram was taken aback by the phrase "child’s play," but he merely waved his hand with a smile. "I won’t bother arguing with you little ones. Go and call the Pavilion Master. Tell him Owen Bertram has come to visit."

The Daoist children grumbled, "We’re not children anymore, and you don’t look much older than us." But following the strict rules of the Mysterious Pavilion, one of them swallowed his pride and ran inside to make the announcement. Uncle Xavier was secretly amazed and asked, "Are you asking the Pavilion Master to serve as a witness?"

"Of course, the Pavilion Master is an authority in this area."

Uncle Xavier warned himself never to provoke this fellow. The Pavilion Master, a venerable and highly respected leader, had only spoken the truth. Yet, he was now being dragged into this mess as a witness...

Such a person would make for a reliable ally, but one should never make an enemy of him!

Deep inside the Mysterious Pavilion, two elders were examining a shifting mass of complex energy at the heart of the mountain. This was their treasure and the reason for establishing their sect here. The overflowing void energy here would easily drive other cultivators mad, but for them, this place was a land of resources and wealth.

With only a few members in the sect, a young girl dressed as a Taoist child rushed in, exclaiming, "Master! Master! A handsome young man outside wants to see you. He calls himself Owen Bertram, and he looks tough!"

Looking more closely, the little Taoist appeared to be a girl in disguise.

Of the two elders, one was tall and stalwart while the other was small and thin. Neither was the Pavilion Master.

The tall one, the senior brother, frowned in worry when he heard the news, "I’ve said it before - our Mysterious Pavilion should remain discreet. Now we’re tangled in this situation!"

The small and thin one was the junior brother, and he angrily stormed out, "I’ll see what this man wants. So what if we expose his lies? I don’t believe the Horizon Bureau will dare silence us. Our Mysterious Pavilion is an ancient sect with a long heritage. We won’t be easily dominated!"

The Pavilion Master, who was neither tall nor short, fat nor thin, followed them helplessly. "With your temper, how can I sit still?"

One step slower, the elder caught up with the fiery junior brother, who had already started arguing with the visitors: "Acting as a witness? You think I’m a gullible child? What good outcomes could there be once we reach the Horizon Bureau? You know how terrible your reputations are!"

The Pavilion Master helplessly pulled his junior brother back, remembering his master’s words before his death. The reason he had been given the seat of Pavilion Master was due to necessity: if the Master had entrusted it to the senior brother, the Mysterious Pavilion would have likely closed its doors to the world for thousands of years, avoiding any involvement in worldly affairs.

Had the seat gone to the junior brother, the Mysterious Pavilion probably would not have lasted three years.

"Mr. Owen, what brings you here?"

"I’m planning to construct a Void Channel, and I’d like the Pavilion Master to bear witness that I have the ability to do so!" Owen Bertram waved his sleeve, his seemingly polite invitation somehow bearing an inexorably domineering tone - the very essence of the Horizon Bureau.

The Pavilion Master was annoyed, thinking to himself that it was only natural for Owen Bertram to harbor resentment. After all, he had successfully duped the citizens of the capital with his tall tales, and the Pavilion Master had exposed him - the Horizon Bureau was known for its corrupt officials, after all.

You came here to cause trouble for my Mysterious Pavilion—losing face as an official, you have to get it back, otherwise, the Horizon Bureau will no longer instill fear in people.

All of this I can understand—but now you’re inviting me to be a witness to it, that is a bit unbearable! From the Nanni Nation to the Red Clan Barbarian Continent, is it that easy to set up a large-scale Void Channel? It’s impossible! Has my Mysterious Pavilion’s research on the rules of the void been lacking over dozens of generations?

If I were to be a witness for you, it would be like being forced to eat shit.

"There’s no need." The Pavilion Master immediately rejected, his words were sugar-coated needles, "My Mysterious Pavilion may not be a major sect, but we won’t easily succumb to power."

"Oh?" Owen Bertram raised his eyebrows as if he didn’t understand.

The Pavilion Master tucked his hands into his sleeves, already holding onto something before he said, "Sir, I’m afraid you might not know the history of my Mysterious Pavilion. Over several dynasties, countless powerful cultivators wanted to destroy us, do you know how we managed to survive until now?"

Lord Bertram sneered, "I know. Isn’t it by using your advantage in the rules of the void to move your entire mountain gate?"

Inside the belly of the mountain, a strange void energy indeed exists, but Mysterious Pavilion has seven or eight alternative locations! If they were truly pushed to the end, the entire mountain gate would move away through the void without hesitation.

"As long as Sir knows..." Just as the Pavilion Master was about to finish speaking, he saw the surrounding stone mountains’ void suddenly divide into two halves: one half was covered with dense blood vessels, while the other half was wrapped in dense roots!

Owen Bertram continued, "Since I know, of course, I’ll seal you guys off."

The appearance of Boundary Flower and Mesmerizing Demon went unnoticed. After their experience in the Country of Mourning, both of them understood the rules of the void even better. The reason why Lord Bertram had the confidence to establish this Void Channel is the complexity he mastered in the void space of the Country of Mourning. As a result, the problems that arise in the real-world void can no longer be considered "difficult."

The faces of the several Pavilion Masters changed, "Demon Beings!"

"No... is it a spiritual matter?"

The Junior Brother roared and rushed forward, "Pavilion Master, let’s fight them!"

The Pavilion Master, his Senior Brother, and even the Taoist boys came forward to hold his petite and skinny figure back, "Father/Uncle, don’t be impulsive."

The Pavilion Master secretly tested the Array to move the mountain gate and found it was under strong interference. This "fellow" had truly made a high-quality blockade! Even if he couldn’t completely seal the Mysterious Pavilion’s void channel, he could still cause significant interference. The Pavilion Master didn’t dare gamble on what could happen if they tried to use it forcibly under these circumstances.

Lord Bertram laughed, then beckoned the Junior Brother, "Untie his rope and let him come here."

The Junior Brother understood that this fellow was calling him a dog. He howled and broke free from the Taoist boys, then charged forward!

"Oh, quite fierce," Lord Bertram casually mocked before opening his Domain and sealing the Junior Brother to the ground with a suppression spell.

The Junior Brother’s head landed right beside Owen Bertram’s foot... and the position was quite humiliating, like a dog crawling at its master’s feet.

Owen Bertram didn’t care about him and simply raised his hand to the Pavilion Master, "Pavilion Master, please."

The Pavilion Master sighed, "Please release my Junior Brother first."

"Sure," Lord Bertram let go of his authority, and the Junior Brother leaped up howling before the Pavilion Master grabbed him back, "Stay and guard the mountain gate." He gave a meaningful look to his Senior Brother: Move the mountain gate as soon as I’m gone!

His Senior Brother gave him a reassuring look.

So, Lord Bertram turned and left, with an additional "witness" by his side. Uncle Xavier remained silent throughout the entire conversation, but he experienced firsthand the "arrogance" of the Horizon Bureau!

Thus, his conviction was even more strengthened: Owen Bertram could only be a friend, not an enemy.