Legend of Dragon Son-in-law - Chapter 2712

Chapter 2712: Chapter 2712: Exchange

Golden Cicada was Silvio Reed’s bodyguard, so of course he knew the man in front of him was a formidable enemy.

And his methods and skills were even above Silvio Reed’s.

Putting that together with the latest intel, the man standing here was probably one of those who had awoken from slumber.

Information on these people had only just begun to surface.

Everything came too fast, catching them completely off guard.

There was simply no time to prepare.

But they knew one thing: these slumbering experts all possessed terrifying combat power.

“If you agree, this old man is willing to trade you my own Cultivation Technique.” Saul King spoke up. “If you’re too late, you might miss your only hope of surviving. Think—how many people want you dead?”

Saul King used both carrot and stick; now that he had already voiced his threat, he began to lay out the benefits.

Every Martial Artist pursued the cultivation of Martial arts.

But in this era, Spiritual Power was exhausted.

Hardly any good manuals had been passed down.

Saul King had once read those so‑called ancestral manuals people handed in.

And the stuff in them was all crap.

Worlds apart from the true Grand Dao.

The Grand Dao could only be grasped, not spoken.

Some people never understood this principle even in their entire lifetime.

“Manuals… that is tempting. You, sir, are also one of the Awakened?” Silvio Reed shot back, but there was a spark of excitement in his eyes.

Seeing how full of confidence Saul King was, he knew this was not someone to provoke lightly.

“That’s right, I am one of the Awakened. Now I need your high technology to help me kill those opponents of mine.”

There was a hint of displeasure in Saul King’s tone. “I can guarantee I won’t kill the donkey once the millstone’s turned. Once it’s done, I’ll put you in an important position. Fight, or agree?”

Saul King gave his sleeve a sudden shake, and all the dark clouds in the sky scattered.

A beam of intense light shot down from above, slamming into Silvio Reed’s body.

Pain!

Agony beyond endurance!

“See my methods?” Saul King said, full of confidence. “Now let me see your high technology first, hmm?”

“Golden Cicada, take the old gentleman to see the high tech!”

Silvio Reed looked at Golden Cicada beside him. “The more advanced the better—for example, those wells that can extract black Spiritual Power.”

“Got it!”

Golden Cicada’s heart hammered wildly.

This was no good errand; the slightest misstep and he could end up dead.

Serving the strong—this job really wasn’t for humans.

“Show me?” Saul King looked at Golden Cicada. He had come here precisely to seek these wonderful toys that could kill his enemies.

Someone whose Spiritual Power wasn’t strong had actually managed to kill two people in a row—utterly bizarre.

Hard to believe!

“Don’t you dare play tricks. This old man truly wants to cooperate with you.”

Saul King stood before the two of them.

“I can show you the high tech first, but afterward, I need you to kill someone for me. For people like you, killing him is easier than crushing an ant.”

Silvio Reed neither humble nor arrogant, yet his eyes were full of sly schemes.

He needed to use this man who had delivered himself to his door to get rid of a major threat!

“Who?” Saul King chuckled. “You’re a businessman?”

“Not a businessman, just an exchange of interests.” Silvio Reed drew his sword and wrote a name on the ground.

“Julius Reed?” Greek Dream read it out after seeing it.

In the few days since waking, he had familiarized himself with all the written characters of this era.

For top Martial Artists, their learning ability was also extremely strong.

One glance and they understood everything.

“Julius Reed? Your enemy?” Saul King frowned. “What level is he? Does he have your kind of high technology?”

“He has no high tech. He’s a pure Martial Artist. As for his abilities…” Silvio Reed let out a light laugh. “A guy cultivating Martial arts in this kind of world—one of your fingers could crush him, right?”

After he said this, Saul King and Greek Dream’s expressions both shifted slightly.

True, what were they?

Top‑tier experts.

And the one to be killed was just a Martial Artist of this world.

They talked big about looking down on this era, looking down on its Martial Artists. If they still shrank back when it came time to kill one of this era’s Martial Artists—

That would be even more embarrassing!

“Why don’t you do it yourself?” Saul King suddenly thought of something and asked, “With your skills, killing him shouldn’t be hard, right?”

A man who could kill the North Palace King couldn’t handle a modern Martial Artist?

“Of course I can. This is just one of the conditions of our exchange. Because besides this, I temporarily have no other needs.”

Silvio Reed replied, “This way I can also see your sincerity, and get a sense of your capabilities. After all, some things only grow more exaggerated as they’re passed around.”

“You dare question us!” Greek Dream lunged straight up to Silvio Reed.

“Wait.” Saul King stretched out a hand to stop him. “What he said is fair. Since this is cooperation, both sides need to show sincerity. Greek Dream, go take care of this matter!”

“Yes, Master!” Greek Dream said nothing more.

“Then I’ll thank you both in advance. Golden Cicada, arrange for someone to escort Mister Meng to find Julius Reed. You, take this old gentleman to see our high tech.”

Silvio Reed ordered Golden Cicada.

“May I be so bold as to ask, old sir, how did you come to know of me, Silvio Reed—and know that I was here?”

He had been pondering this all along.

Why would an Awakened one seek him out?

This was no good sign.

And Silvio Reed’s movements were always elusive, yet he had still been found.

“Your name, Silvio Reed, now resounds like thunder in the ears,” Saul King snorted softly. “Quite impressive, aren’t you!”

“Huh?” This time, it was Silvio Reed’s turn to be baffled. “Golden Cicada, go handle the arrangements first.”

He cupped his fists to Saul King. “I’ll go assign some men. Would you go on ahead?”

“Fine.” Saul King followed Golden Cicada back underground.

As soon as the two left,

Someone arrived with a message.

The man was one of Silvio Reed’s secret scouts, in charge of gathering intelligence.

Receiving it, Silvio Reed tore open the secret letter.

His expression grew uglier and uglier!

“And I was just wondering how that old fossil knew my name and tracked me down! Julius Reed, you’re playing with fire!”

The more he read the contents of the letter, the more alarmed he became.

“Julius Reed, you’ve actually reached the point where you can kill three emperors in a row?” Silvio Reed shook his head in disbelief. “Impossible! I don’t buy it! I don’t believe it! There has to be something off!”

He had always known Julius Reed’s capabilities.

How could he possibly advance by leaps and bounds in just a few days?

“Perfect, let that idiot Greek Dream go test the waters.”

Silvio Reed’s eyes flicked. “Let this old man be my coolie. Still wants high tech? Heh, what an idiot!”

Shredding the letter, Silvio Reed turned into a pool of blood and vanished into the forest.

Meanwhile, underground,

Golden Cicada led Saul King to an oil field.

“Old sir, what you’re seeing is the unique black Spiritual Power of our era.” Of course Golden Cicada understood what Silvio Reed meant, so he pointed at the crude oil and said, “Look, it’s this stuff.”