My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 512 - 367: Hunting Ground _3

Chapter 512: Chapter 367: Hunting Ground _3

Owen Bertram said: "Much thanks, my Lord. However, this time... these impoverished brothers have worked very hard, I can’t shortchange them, so I really can’t give away too much of your share."

Under Owen’s constant misdirection, Nick Liam naturally assumed that it was because of the near hundred impoverished Cultivators in the Zombie Cave that Owen could outmanoeuvre the high-level Spirit Insects, causing Evans Graham’s gains to shrink greatly.

After all, stating that all the Spirit Insects were captured single-handedly by Owen would raise eyebrows, so Nick Liam never even considered that possibility.

Although this secret will eventually be revealed, by then, Owen most likely would have completed his trade with the Fifth Prince, or even ended the Dragon and Snake List, and escaped back to the Summit Metropolitan Office!

Even if Nick Liam were to interrogate him then, Owen had his excuse: I never told you that they helped me capture them; it was all your own misunderstanding.

Nick Liam swallowed thickly. This was a huge business deal, worth several millions at least. The fact that he couldn’t skim off the top was somewhat painful—it would have been enough for half a year’s spending at the Education Bureau.

She didn’t know, it wasn’t just several millions, but tens of millions...

She cast a glance at the modestly dressed Cultivators next to her and sighed: "Forget about it, I’m not one of those corrupt officials. I’m only helping out this time, so I won’t take a single Spirit Jade off you."

"Much thanks, my Lord!" Owen Bertram showed a grateful expression, but his heart skipped a beat; the more generous Lord Liam was at this moment, the angrier she would be when the truth was revealed.

The previous excuse he thought of probably won’t work, he’d need to think of another plan.

On the way back to the city, Owen found Bart and, as the Commander of Summit, gave him some public funds to settle everyone down.

These impoverished Cultivators were mostly like Glenn Mitchell, living in inns, warehouses, even ramshackle temples.

Upon reaching the city gate, Lord Liam went on her way alone. Bart took the other Cultivators to bid temporary farewell to Master Owen. Then, Bart pulled Glenn Mitchell aside: "What on earth are you planning?"

Glenn Mitchell was completely baffled: "Huh?"

Bart told him about everyone’s plan to join the Summit Metropolitan Office, what led to their decision, and asked Glenn Mitchell, "Are you coming or not? If you’re willing to, get smarter. If not, then keep living in the woodshed with your sister."

Glenn Mitchell coldly countered: "Isn’t it still serving the privileged elites?"

Bart took a deep breath and reprimanded him: "Idiot," then countered: "What’s your plan then?"

Glenn Mitchell was in a daze. He was unwilling to bow his head, or more precisely, he stubbornly believed that aligning himself with someone powerful would be "submitting to the elite". He came to the Capital together with his sister to participate in the Dragon and Snake List, hoping to earn a good name and gain widespread recognition.

But as Bart asked, what about after that? Even if he makes it to the A-list, what comes next? Most would leverage this fame and choose a promising future in the conventional sense. In simpler words, they would be waiting for the highest bid.

However, Glenn Mitchell still didn’t want to do that. Should he just return to his hometown and continue living a life of hardship?

Bart looked at him, shook his head. He took a deep breath and patiently advised him a few more words: "No matter what you think, what you did in the Zombie Cave was not right.

We are following Master Owen, and you also understand Master Owen’s ambition. He isn’t doing anything for himself, but to punish Evans Graham. Even Master Owen, after capturing so many high-level Spirit Insects, only turned in a Tire-3 one, while you handed in a Tire-4 one. Your rank is entirely thanks to Master Owen."

Glenn Mitchell finally realized why Bart was glaring at him when they left the Zombie Cave. Thinking back...it indeed seemed unfair.

Bart sighed and without wanting to say more, turned and walked away.

Glenn Mitchell also returned to his inn. His sister was hiding behing the firewood in the room, looking emaciated from hunger. When her brother wasn’t around, she was scared and lonely in the Capital. Seeing her brother coming back, she gave him a sweet smile: "Brother!"Glenn Mitchell touched his younger sister’s face, a hint of hesitation creeping into his heart.

...

Evans Graham’s butler always coordinated with the fifth prince. Per plans, as soon as the second trial was over, he visited the prince’s subordinates.

They didn’t even greet him, just sent a servant to relay a message in an impolite tone: "The deal is off! You should tell your master we are not dumpster divers. No one from your Graham household should step foot into our palace again."

The butler was alarmed, catching the young servant and tried to sweet-talk him: "Kindly put in a word for us. Though there were some mishaps this time, we still have a large number of Spirit Insects which will always be needed for the Insect Battle Competition. Please quote a price for us, even if it’s a little lower, we are willing to pay as a token of our respect."

The young boy returned in no time and said: "The master said there’s no need. The prince has found a new partner who has countless high-order Spirit Insects. Here are the prince’s exact words:

Tell your master, he’s a total failure! With such a golden opportunity, having so many high-order insects in the Zombie Cave, yet he only managed to lay hands on a few Tire-2 ones to swindle me? Let him get lost as far as possible, and if he dares to tread around my territory again, I will make him regret his birth."

The butler gaped, left agitated, and immediately reported back to his master. On hearing the news, Evans Graham roared angrily: "Search! Someone must find out who schemed against me behind my back!"

But after that, his connections with the Capital’s old veterans were not so helpful. These cunning old soldiers apparently stopped favouring Evans Graham.

...

The next day, Owen Bertram, Ferdinand, and Ken set out for a hunting ground outside the city.

"Hunting" was an activity much favored by the upper-class individuals in the Capital. It looked something like this. Those who had no guts to kill Demon Beasts in the Extinction Domain would pay multiple times the usual price to experience the thrill of slashing high-ranking beasts around the Capital. Later, it would serve as a boastful achievement to those unaware of the truth: that they had once single-handedly slayed a Tire-5 monster.

The hunting ground was not too far from the Zombie Cave. It was a hilly area with tall grass covering the ground, outer areas locked by Spirit Formations, confined cages were built underneath. If someone wanted to hunt beasts, they paid Spirit Jade, then the appropriate Demon Beast was let out from the cage. There were a few masters who secretly aided, ensuring the customer could slay the beast safely and joyously.

When Owen and his group reached the hunting ground, a well-dressed female cultivator welcomed them with two of her assistants, "Master Owen, right? His Highness has instructed that you are our VIP, and we must receive you with good service—Please come with me, his Highness is hunting."

Owen had arranged a meet with the fifth prince’s subordinate through Nick Liam’s intermediary the day before to finalize a price and to trade face-to-face.

The fifth prince also seemed somewhat cautious regarding Owen’s identity. Instead of having him enter the Royal Palace, the prince chose the hunting grounds.

As they travelled further, Owen noticed the massive hunting ground seemed empty. Noticing his confusion, the woman in palace dress explained with a smile, "Our hunting ground possesses a minor world formation, it can change at any time to simulate different environments, they are all real scenes from various Extinction Domains, ensuring that they mimic the actual place exactly.

Moreover, we absolutely keep our clients’ information confidential; there would never be a situation where different clients meet each other on our hunting grounds. Such elementary mistakes are impossible."

With a quick thought, Owen understood, complementing: "Brilliant!"

The woman in palace dress grinned and acknowledged, as long as Owen understood it was fine.

Everyone comes to the hunting area for the sake of flaunting afterward. The Capital is this big, if they happen to see each other in the hunting ground, wouldn’t that be awkward...

They were led through a transfer formation by the Palace Dressed Female Cultivator, and suddenly they appeared in a desolate forest with the aura of the North. Just as they regained their footing, there was a massive explosion on the hill nearby, the ground split open, and red hot molten lava spurted out from beneath.

Following it was the mournful wail of a giant beast, and then everything calmed down.

The palace-dressed female cultivator explained with a smile, "Every time His Highness comes, he would usually choose our hunting ground’s highest specification hunting effect: One-Strike Breaks the Sky."

All Owen could say was, "His Highness is wealthy."