My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 238 - 236: Black Soul Jar_1

Chapter 238: Chapter 236: Black Soul Jar_1

Owen Bertram pondered and asked, "Is it possible for the sacred blood in magma to be reborn?"

His brother had consumed quite a lot!

Joseph Gourd said, "That won’t happen. The sacred blood has already lost its activity after extracting too many precious minerals."

Owen Bertram thought about the tides of the lava lake... and then asked, "So, can cultivation experts who refine bloodlines only rely on sacred blood for rebirth?"

"It depends on the level of their cultivation. Generally speaking, if they have replaced 30% of their blood, they can only rely on sacred blood for rebirth. But if it’s higher, such as 50%, they will have refined their innate spirit’s bloodline into their bones, and they can also be reborn through their bones.

If it reaches more than 70%, their bodies are practically indestructible, and they can be reborn through any of their organs."

Owen Bertram felt that he had grasped the thread behind the whole big event in Casterly County, including the great plan mentioned by the mysterious "Elder" behind Yale Harrison!

"Good job this time; focus on refining the spiritual vein stone milk."

Joseph Gourd was excited, "Thank you for the praise, Master. I’ll leave now."

Joseph Gourd shrank back into Owen Bertram’s sleeve and stood proudly in front of his big brother.

Gourd Elder had also heard the conversation between Joseph and his master. He felt suffocated at his brother’s arrogance, but what could he do? After all, Joseph had just received praise from their master.

Gourd Elder gritted his teeth, determined to perform well in front of his master!

Owen Bertram once again studied the bone fragment, becoming even more careful.

...

In the Prescott Group’s office at Looking Cloud Cliff, Yale Harrison spent the entire day meditating and awaiting feedback from all parties.

However, the day had passed peacefully, and he was satisfied with the lack of news: no news meant everything was going smoothly. Yale Harrison thought that Owen Bertram’s side shouldn’t have any progress.

He snorted, "A group of outsiders wants to conduct an investigation on my territory? It’s not that easy!"

He got up and opened the window, and it was already pitch black outside. He thought for a bit, still feeling that Owen Bertram was a bigger threat, so he took out a Communication Talisman and first contacted Eric Reed.

"What did Owen Bertram do today?"

In a short while, Eric Reed replied, "Elder, Owen Bertram had some insights today and closed himself off for the whole day, so there were no other actions."

Eric had spent that day squatting outside Owen Bertram’s room, while David had been watching him the whole day – and David had also been focusing his powerful blade aura on Eric Reed throughout the day.

Eric had been feeling scared the whole time.

Eric thought to himself: How impressive the Fifth Great Realm must be that they don’t even feel tired after releasing blade aura for an entire day!

Definitely impossible for a Fourth Great Realm cultivator.

When Yale Harrison asked him about it, Eric just got back to his room and spent some time in thought before replying. His reply seemed deceitful, showing some bureaucratic skills: although he told the truth, he hid all useful information!

For instance, Owen Bertram had closed himself off that day shortly after the events at Bamboo Slope, which was quite suspicious.

However, Eric and his subordinates hadn’t reported what happened yesterday.

To avoid being scolded by Yale Harrison today, they just reported like this, so Yale Harrison wouldn’t know what happened at all...

"Well, keep an eye on him."

And then Yale Harrison contacted his other subordinate, asking, "Have you arrived?"

The subordinate, controlled by a ghost soldier, had carried an earthenware jar into a tree hole in the dense forest. He hid the jar in the tree hole while he stayed and guarded it.

Receiving Yale Harrison’s transmission, the dim-witted ghost soldier didn’t know what to answer, so it reported to Magpie. Magpie... of course, didn’t know how to respond either, but luckily there was Little Ghost.

Gregory Ryan had been a teenager when he died, and his intelligence remained at that level.

He thought carefully and didn’t have any good ideas. But then he recalled that when he was alive, he used to trick his father to get pocket money.

So, after some explaining, the ghost soldier controlling the subordinate replied to Yale Harrison, "Elder, the situation is a bit beyond our expectations."

"The influence of that thing has suddenly increased, and eight people have already died. We’ve only made it a few dozen miles, so I hid the thing in the woods with the remaining two people. We still need you to send more people; otherwise, we’ll all die before we even get it to the Fourth Elder."

Yale Harrison was furious, "Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

The subordinate replied, "I did not dare to bother you recklessly, Elder."

Yale Harrison scolded, "Idiot! That thing is of great importance! If there’s any situation in the future, report to me immediately!"

"Yes, Elder. I am foolish, I understand now. I will report to you immediately in the future."

"Tell me your location, and I’ll send people there immediately. You need to deliver the thing overnight."

"Understood."

Yale Harrison ended the call, calmed himself down and thought for a moment, but he felt more uneasy now – the situation seemed to be going from good to bad!

As for Eric Reed, it seemed that he might be able to muddle through this for now. But Yale Harrison had really underestimated Little Ghost Gregory Ryan’s skills in extorting pocket money from his father...

Yale Harrison pondered for a moment and realized that he didn’t have any suitable people under his command who could handle Yale Harrison’s situation since it involved that thing!

Yale Harrison clenched his teeth and took out another Communication Talisman, only to hear the person on the other side speak first, clearly unhappy, "We already agreed not to contact us first!"

Yale Harrison replied solemnly, "There’s been an accident with the Black Soul Jar."

After a moment of silence, the person on the other end gritted their teeth and said, "You want us to clean up your mess?"

"I don’t have the right people on my side; it’s up to you to deal with it. Just be careful not to let others discover you."

"Abner Lane’s people have already arrived in Casterly County, and you’re telling us we won’t be discovered?!"

"Owen Bertram and the others are at George Estate, being watched by my men. They have no clues, and they haven’t taken any actions."

There was another silence on the other end, and then Yale Harrison tried to persuade them, "The Black Soul Jar is the key to the entire plan. You stand by and let it fail, and the Elder won’t spare you, whatever the reason!"

Finally, the person on the other end was persuaded, "Fine, tell me the location, and I’ll send someone to deal with it."

Yale Harrison let out a silent sigh of relief. If the Black Soul Jar were to really encounter problems, his ending would be worse than the other party’s. He informed them of the location and then waited for their news.

As soon as he calmed down, Yale Harrison suddenly tilted his head, realizing that something was off about Eric Reed too!

"No, I can’t afford any mistakes in any aspect, or the Elder won’t spare me." Yale Harrison suddenly got up and rushed out of the Prescott Group’s gate, "Twenty men, follow me to George Estate!"

"Huh?" His subordinates were dumbfounded, "Elder, at this hour?"

Yale Harrison was in a terrible mood, snapping his whip and growling, "Are you defying me?"