My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1501 - 551: First Wife_1

Chapter 1501: Chapter 551: First Wife_1

National Master also noticed that the Void Guidance Marker of the underwater Great Formation had been taken, but she still believed that there was "no need to worry," because at this time on Red Leaf Island, several cultivators from the Seventh Realm had gathered, their combined strength was unparalleled in Eastern Land.

Indeed, cultivators from Central State were more adept at Fighting Techniques, but this advantage diminished as their rank increased, making it difficult for them to dominate completely. At the same time, the pride of being in the Seventh Realm would never allow the National Master to truly fear opponents of the same level. However, if there were a "simpler" way to defeat the opponent, the National Master would not stiffly reject it in the name of so-called dignity.

What the National Master never expected, though, was that Owen Bertram’s methods were so... crossing the line!

Chilton Dante searched for the Taoist Marker and traversed the void, only to find a weak opponent in the early stages of the Cultivation King Realm, completely unaware that within this realm, four other realms were hidden!

That would have been bad enough, but he also never expected that within this realm, two more Cultivation Kings were hidden!

Owen Bertram used his "All-encompassing" ability to conceal himself and the Little Princess from the National Master. Despite having fought in countless battles in Central State for hundreds of years, Chilton Dante had never seen such shamelessness. Ambushing someone three against one? Absolutely unforgivable!

Chilton Dante, the Protector, was captured and defeated in less time than it takes an incense stick to burn, and was imprisoned within Owen Bertram’s "All-encompassing" mini-world. Moreover, Owen Bertram immediately sealed his speech ability, knowing that Chilton Dante would undoubtedly curse and yell.

While Chilton Dante couldn’t vent his anger through cursing, Princess Amelia was happily jumping around in the "All-encompassing" mini-world, mockingly chirping at Chilton Dante like a little sparrow, "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Is this the so-called invincible Protector of Central State in Fighting Techniques?"

"You’re really not tough, are you?"

"Your [Reed Mountain Country] must be quite weak in Central State, or how else could someone of your level become a Protector?"

"Your subordinates seem to have a mysterious trust in you, so perhaps you’re not completely useless; at least you have some ability in controlling your subordinates. Why don’t you teach me a little bit?"

"Huh? You’re spitting up blood? I really didn’t hit you that hard. I didn’t expect that you’d be throwing up blood from just that..."

Chilton Dante glared with hatred, thinking it was obvious that it was Princess Amelia’s taunts that made him spit up blood.

Owen Bertram pulled the Little Princess out of the "All-encompassing" mini-world and closed it: "Don’t really make him mad to death; I’m keeping him for a purpose." The Little Princess asked, "What use could such a useless person be?"

Although the National Master was standing off to the side, she could guess Owen Bertram’s intentions. On her frosty moon-like face, a gentle smile appeared, and she said, "Sir, have you made up your mind?"

Owen Bertram glanced at the National Master, feeling that she indeed made good company. A woman of her age was considerate and wouldn’t be unreasonable. All of the National Master’s virtues were exemplified by the contrasting figure standing next to her.

The Little Princess, looking bewildered, didn’t understand what the National Master meant: "What has big brother decided?"

Owen Bertram asked, "How did the National Master figure it out?" The National Master’s gentle smile turned to a soft, soothing voice, "Cultivators from Central State have been invading Eastern Land continuously, and although they have not caused substantial damage, how long can someone with your character stay idle and do nothing?"

Owen Bertram nodded, acknowledging that being passive and taking hits was not his character. The Little Princess finally understood, her eyes lighting up and raising her small hand high, "I want to go with big brother!"

With a bounce, she arrived at Owen Bertram’s side, firmly grasping one of his arms, "I want to go with big brother and make a name in Central State!"

Meanwhile, the National Master wasn’t clinging: "Someone has to stay and take care of things at home. As the National Master, I’ll stay behind – the master can rest assured." Owen Bertram felt this was heartwarming - a woman who looked after the family, unlike the restless little girl who just wanted to play.

Owen Bertram nodded, "Thank you, National Master." The National Master then asked, "What are your plans for this trip, sir?"

Owen Bertram replied, "Not seeking prominence, but mainly going to Central State to have a look, understand our opponents in advance, and make it easier for us to respond."

In fact, Owen Bertram had already made up his mind to punish Douglas Country, Reed Mountain Country from the last time, and depending on the situation, the other countries that had not offended the great Wu State.

As for how to get there, the National Master did not say much. Owen Bertram took the Void Guidance Marker and returned to the underwater Great Formation. If Chilton Dante could come here, Owen Bertram could go there. The reason Owen Bertram kept Chilton Dante was that he needed to use his aura to confuse the cultivators of Reed Mountain Country when they passed through the Great Formation to Central State.

However, this Void Guidance Marker was about to shatter and could hardly sustain another teleportation. It took Owen Bertram a few days to repair it, and with his expertise in spatial rules, he could not create a new marker from scratch, but repairing it was not difficult. Once repaired, the Void Guidance Marker should be able to endure about five more uses.

Jone was worried and repeatedly urged, "Must you risk yourself, sir? Let me go there on your behalf." Once Jone realized that he couldn’t dissuade Owen Bertram, he went to seek Master Lane’s help, but Owen Bertram’s had already made up his mind: "Information obtained from others will never be as reliable as what I’ve experienced personally."

Jone was very concerned because if something unfortunate happened, it would happen on his territory, and he would never be able to atone for the guilt with a hundred deaths.

Owen Bertram decided to go fearing nothing, not least because he had already received news from Old Predecessor Santa that Hugo and his group of monsters had been given a harsh beating by the old predecessor.