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Chapter 838 Peter Laverick
The masked youth was none other than Emrys.
He spent a few days mastering Shapeshifting Technique he had obtained from
the Morris family, successfully altering his physique. The ten masks he had
initially crafted for use in the outside world finally came in handy.
Today, he had come to scale Sword King Mountain, assuming the role of Tigger
from Rabid Gang.
He naturally began to ascend the Emrys didn't linger at the foot of the mountain
for mountain steps. The initial third of the journey didn’t feel strenuous, nor did he
sense any aura of sword energy.
After climbing a third of the mountain stairs, a slight tremor passed through
Emrys’ heart.
A faint aura of sword energy began to waft around him, but it was far too weak for
Emrys liking. Unsatisfied, he continued his ascent up the mountain steps. By the
time he reached the mountain's midsection, he finally understood why so many
people had gathered there.
The sword energy in this position was neither too strong nor too weak, just right
for cultivation. Moreover, for those in Foundation Stage of their cultivation,
ascending further started to present a challenge.
Emrys could see it clearly, even without the rules of Sword King Mountain, he
doubted anyone would dare to interfere with others lightly. Because once there
was malicious interference, conflict was inevitable. The consequence would be
both parties being shaken off the mountain by the sword energy present here.
I should continue.
Emrys’s goal was clearly not limited to the mountainside. He quickly surpassed
this small. densely populated area and continued upward.
After crossing the mountainside, he reached the final third of the stairway on the
back of Sword King Mountain.
The number of climbers significantly decreased.
There were only a few climbers present.
Morcover, the few figures that were present did not continue their ascent.
Instead, they were scattered, sitting cross—legged on the mountain stairs,
evidently immersed in comprehending sword energy.
Emrys didn’t bother with them and just kept moving upward.
His goal was straightforward—the summit of the mountain.
As Emrys was about to surpass the chubby cultivator who was currently at the
highest point, the chubby man suddenly opened his eyes and said, “Buddy, it's
quite impressive. that you've managed to climb up here.”
Emrys halted in his tracks, turning to look at the chubby man. It was clear that the
man had finished his cultivation and was preparing to descend the mountain.
Throughout the journey uphill, Emrys hadn’t spoken to anyone, and indeed, it
was quite dull. Hearing the chubby guy strike up a conversation, he responded
with a smile, “Why do I get the feeling you're praising yourself?”
“You could think of it that way.”
The chubby guy was cool and exuded confidence, a stark contrast to his affable
nature, which seemed to be built layer by layer from his extra pounds. It felt as
though he was deliberately playing up his coolness.
Emrys chuckled, taking another step up the mountain stairs. But the chubby man
suddenly spoke again. “I wouldn't recommend you keep climbing.”
“Oh? Why is that?”
Emrys looked at the chubby man with a puzzled expression.
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ascend, the sword energy will be too
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How philosophical.
However, when the words came from the mouth of the portly philosopher, they
carried an inexplicably comical effect.
After giving it some serious thought, Emrys said, “I believe the mountaintop suits.
me better.
The chubby man gave Emrys an odd look and said, “Buddy, you don’t seem to
be from one of the Three Sword Sects, are you? Did you get here to Sword King
Mountain through a sword statutte?”
This chubby guy was rather impressive, as he had effortlessly figured out that
Emrys was a foreigner.
Intrigue sparked within Emrys, and with a respectful gesture of his fist, he
introduced himself. “I'm from Rabid Gang. Call me Tigger.”
Tigger? Rabid Gang? Why do the names sound so unbelievable?
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However, the chubby man was
someone who believed in .
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Erg Wi ingly reveal his identity,
regardless of its authenticity, he
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politely responded, “I am Peter
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“Mr. Peter, how were you so certain earlier that I wasn’t a member of Three
Sword Sects?” Emrys asked curiously.
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