My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 396 - 337: Great Elder Brother_3

Chapter 396: Chapter 337: Great Elder Brother_3

Foster Michael replied, "Everyone has to surrender a portion of their gains - that’s the rule, and Elder Brother Nolan can’t make an exception for you. However, he doesn’t want you to feel at a loss during your first time working with the team, so this is his personal compensation for you."

Owen Bertram had picked many high-grade spiritual medicines, so the confiscated part was worth more. Nolan Gordon was probably worried that he might be dissatisfied, so he privately compensated him with the treasure material.

Owen Bertram pushed it back without opening it: "Elder Brother Nolan has underestimated me."

Foster Michael was taken aback, then took it back with some shame, "Good brother, I knew I didn’t make a mistake in judging you."

After leaving Owen’s side, Foster went straight to Nolan Gordon’s tent. Owen silently opened his ears - below the camp, the Poison Shadow Oak quietly unfolded its body, putting the whole camp within Owen’s control.

Daoist Dwayne was sitting inside Nolan Gordon’s tent.

As soon as Foster entered, Nolan asked, "How did it go? Did he accept it?"

Foster Michael brought back the unopened item and said, "He wouldn’t accept it; he even said that Elder Brother Nolan underestimated him."

Nolan Gordon’s eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands, "He’s a talent worth winning over!"

Foster Michael echoed, "When have I ever been wrong about a person? What else do you have to say, Taoist priest?"

Daoist Dwayne frowned slightly, still hesitating, "I always feel that there’s something inscrutable about him. Elder Brother Nolan, it’s hard to control people like him."

However, Nolan Gordon was confident, "To achieve great things, we must gather talents. Owen Bertram is worth recruiting. Besides, I have the confidence to tame him. What kind of people haven’t I seen over the years? As long as I put in some effort, I can make him submit!"

Foster Michael immediately said, "A talent like him will definitely become one of Elder Brother Nolan’s top generals in the future!"

Seeing that Nolan Gordon had already made a decision, Daoist Dwayne did not say anything more. The three of them continued discussing other matters. Listening in the dark, Owen thought of a term: grassroots hero.

Through Nolan Gordon’s discussions, it became apparent that there were quite a few knowledgeable people in the Wood Dynasty. Many of them must have already realized that the dynasty was on the verge of extinction and started secretly accumulating strength, waiting for an opportunity to rise up and stir the wind and clouds. A mass hero gathering would soon begin the great hunt!

"The world is facing a crisis, yet there are still people in the Imperial Court who want to create trouble like the Cave Lake Navy..." Owen couldn’t help but sigh.

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On the fifth day, everyone’s Storage Brocade Pouches were almost full, and everyone was carrying bulging bags filled with slightly less valuable spiritual medicine. If threatened, they could abandon these items to speed up their escape.

Nolan Gordon gathered everyone together: "Get a good night’s rest, and we’ll head back tomorrow."

Everyone cheered. This time they had gained a substantial harvest, which would enable them to trade the spiritual medicines for cultivation resources and make some progress once they returned.

Owen Bertram felt that something was not quite right, as the team had been heading towards the Dandelion throughout the journey. Now they were only dozens of miles away from the location marked on Master Megan’s map.

That night’s dinner was extra sumptuous. Nolan Gordon personally hunted a low-level Demon Beast to treat everyone. They all ate and drank merrily before going to rest.

At midnight, the camp was quiet, with only the crackling sound of the bonfire. The herb gatherers on night watch were only in the Second and Third Great Boundary, and they didn’t notice that Nolan Gordon’s tent was empty. At some point, he had left the camp and was stealthily moving through the dangerous Extinction Domain.

Unbeknownst to Elder Brother Nolan, who was in the Fourth Great Realm, a Divine Heavenly Soldier capable of killing creatures of the Fifth Great Realm was following him at a leisurely pace.

When Owen Bertram sensed that Nolan Gordon was sneaking out of the camp alone, he felt uneasy. As soon as Nolan left the camp and headed straight for the Dandelion, Owen became increasingly sure of his suspicions.

Owen was lying in his tent, the Divine Heavenly Soldier following Nolan. At first, Nolan seemed to be identifying the direction, but once he was about ten miles from the Dandelion, he appeared familiar with the area.

"He’s been here many times already," Owen thought to himself.

The Extinction Domain was more dangerous in the dark night. Even at the edge of the fifty-mile radius, someone of the Fourth Great Realm would not dare to travel alone at night. However, the Divine Heavenly Soldier found that cold, emotionless eyes often lit up in the darkness, but after seeing Nolan Gordon, they hesitated and eventually closed again.

Nolan Gordon didn’t have the power to deter the Demon Beings, but the Dandelion did.

Nolan Gordon successfully reached the entrance to the valley marked by Master Megan and charged in without hesitation. The Divine Heavenly Soldier stopped at the entrance, fearing that it would be discovered by the Dandelion if it went any further.

The Divine Heavenly Soldier released a puppet fly, which Owen Bertram had prepared in advance.

The insect flew into the valley, arriving slightly late. Nolan Gordon was already kneeling under the giant Dandelion. A cluster of roots emerged from the ground and crawled all over his body, as if dressing him in a strange outfit.

The roots converged from the bottom up to the top of his head, entering through his ears, nostrils, and mouth. Nolan Gordon seemed to be in great pain, his eyes wide open and rolled back, revealing only the whites, making for a terrifying and eerie sight in the darkness!