After sending Spanna away, Allen completely destroyed the bodies of Andrew and Peck, leaving no trace.
He went to the outer room and removed the paralyzing poison from Instructor Pantheon.
"Senior Sister, you stay and take care of the teacher. I'm going out for a walk."
Allen whispered to Tanya, then disguised himself as Andrew and left the interrogation room.
The courtyard, shrouded in darkness, was completely silent.
This manor was originally the home of Marco, a renowned spice merchant from Quint Island.
Marco's family was brutally massacred by cultists, and the manor was occupied by Andrew and his gang.
Besides Andrew, more than twenty bat-type sorcerers also lived in the manor.
The highest among them was only at the early stages of the third level.
The vast majority were only at the first or second level.
In Allen's eyes, they were all mere scum.
Casting a spell of "Advanced Invisibility," Allen took turns checking on the wards.
Within half an hour, all twenty-two bat-man sorcerers were dead.
After eradicating the entire situation, Allen returned to the interrogation room and briefly briefed Pansen and his daughter on the situation.
"I've dealt with all the evil sorcerers in the manor. It's safe here, and the facilities are quite complete."
"Master, you're injured and shouldn't be traveling. Why don't you recuperate here for a few days?"
"Once you're well, it won't be too late to report back to the mountain camp."
Pansen nodded weakly and asked Allen, "What's your current level of cultivation?"
There was no need to lie to his master and senior sister.
Alan spoke the truth.
He also mentioned his admission to Silver Moon Monastery for further training.
"Wow! You're learning from Master Shiva, the 'White Tiger Martial Master,' and even a direct disciple. No wonder you've made such rapid progress!"
Pansen's face flushed with excitement.
"When I was young, I had the good fortune to study at the Bear Academy, learning from Master Bachs, the academy's head monk! Unfortunately, I was only an outer disciple..."
"Master Shiva is Master Bachs's junior sister, so based on seniority, we're brothers!"
Pansen grew increasingly excited as he spoke, turning to admonish his daughter.
"Tanya! From now on, you're not allowed to be disrespectful to Alan. Call him Junior Master Uncle, understand?"
Tanya took a deep breath, her eyes widening.
She looked like a pufferfish about to explode with rage!
"Master, please don't say that!"
Alan quickly tried to smooth things over.
"Once a teacher, always a teacher."
"You will always be my mentor!"
"Senior Sister Tanya, you will always be my most beloved Senior Sister!"
Tanya curled her lips and rolled her eyes.
She complained furiously inwardly.
You gave me alcohol and drugged me.
I kissed my face, and now you want to kiss my feet.
You rascal, is this how you "respect" Senior Sister?!
Pansen slapped his forehead, a sudden thought coming to him.
"Alan! I need your help."
"Teacher, please tell me what you mean. Why are you being so polite!"
"Alas, Tanya's current cultivation level is only at the early fourth stage, neither good nor bad. She won't learn anything if she stays at South Island Academy."
"If she marries Marvin, she could even receive some high-level inheritance from the Ganesha family."
"It's a pity this girl is so stubborn and has such high standards that she doesn't even look down on Marvin!"
Pansen glanced at his daughter helplessly and continued, "Without the support of the Ganesha family, your sister would be wasting her youth staying at the academy. In my opinion, she'd be better off joining the Silver Moon Monastery!"
"If she could obtain the true teachings of the Silver Moon Monastery, she might have a chance to break through to the fifth stage, or even achieve something even higher!"
Alan nodded and turned to look at Tanya.
"Senior Sister, I can recommend you to the Cat Monastery to study under Master Shiva."
"The advantage of this is that you don't have to address me as "Uncle Master." However, if you want to advance further, you must worship the gods."
"Worship the gods?" Tanya hesitated. "Are you referring to Fury, the 'Goddess of Vengeance,' one of the three Silver Moon gods?"
"Indeed, only by worshipping the Silver Moon gods can you obtain the monastery's highest inheritance and advance to the Gaiding Celestial Clan."
Tanya pondered, speechless.
Her giant-horned minotaur bloodline caps at level five.
At the late fifth level, this bloodline reaches its end.
To advance further, one must seek another path.
Both the Beast Worship Cult and the Silver Moon Monastery choose to worship the gods as a shortcut to breaking through bottlenecks.
However, as a sorcerer, influenced by the traditions of their ancestral spirits, they inevitably feel resistance to worshipping the gods.
"Junior brother, have you worshipped the gods?" Tanya suddenly asked.
"I don't have any plans to do so for now."
"What about the future?"
"Not necessarily," Allen said frankly. "If it's just for cultivation, I can actually raise my bloodline limit without worshipping the gods."
Tanya bit her lip, looking a little embarrassed.
Alan saw her subtle thoughts and smiled slightly.
"Junior sister, I have a compromise."
"I recommend you study in a monastery, but without worshipping the gods."
"If you bring your skills with you, you won't be able to become a direct disciple."
"But that doesn't matter. Your monastic background is enough."
"As for your path of cultivation, if you trust me, I'll arrange it for you."
"How do you plan to arrange it?" Tanya asked curiously.
Alan remained silent, activating his telepathy.
Through telepathy, he conveyed his thoughts directly to Pansen and his daughter.
The father and daughter exchanged a look, half believing and half doubting.
Finally, Pansen made the final decision.
"I believe in Alan!"
"If he didn't have some real skills, he wouldn't have been able to reach a level in just three years of bloodline awakening that I've been unable to achieve for most of my life!"
Tanya no longer hesitated and nodded solemnly.
"Junior Brother, I leave my life in your hands!"
"Even if you end up killing me, I'll accept my fate!"
Alan suddenly felt a strange feeling.
Senior Sister's words...sounded a bit like "marry a chicken, follow the chicken, marry a dog, follow the dog."
Recovering from his thoughts, Alan suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, right! Where's my second senior brother?"
Tanya's face was gloomy, and she lowered her head in silence.
Panson snorted and said bitterly, "Don't mention it! Just thinking about Taffman makes me furious! That bastard, cowardly, a traitor!"
"Dad, this isn't entirely Taffman's fault," Tanya said softly. "He was bitten by the wolf girl Beiting, and he couldn't fight back. Seeing that his lycanthropy was about to strike, he had no choice but to surrender to save his life."
Panson sighed, his voice bitter.
"Alan, Tanya, if you ever meet Taffman on the battlefield in the future... forget it, forget it, just accept your fate!"
Alan and Taffman had a good relationship.
He could understand that Taffman had been infected with lycanthropy and forced to surrender.
If Taffman refused to be a lackey for the Beast Cult, he could help him cure the lycanthropy.
But based on his understanding of Second Senior Brother, Allen felt he might not be willing to break free from his beastly transformation.
Tafman's bloodline and talents were mediocre, his upper limit even lower than Pantheon's.
If no fortuitous encounters had occurred, his life would have been this.
After beastly transformation, he might have been able to break through his bottleneck.
If Tafman, unwilling to live a mediocre life and focusing solely on profit instead of factions, had joined the Beast Cult, it would actually be a great opportunity to change his fate.
Alan felt it necessary to find an opportunity to meet with Second Senior Brother.
The two brothers could have a deep discussion about life and their ideals.
Just as he had with Senior Sister Tanya, he was happy to help Second Senior Brother plan for the future.
The night was already dark.
Alan didn't waste any more time, opening his storage bag and taking out two potions.
A first-level anti-aging potion and an essence extracted from the blood of a petrified barbarian bull.
Pansen and his daughter can inject the anti-aging agent at any time, extending their lifespan and maintaining their youthful appearance by ten years.
The Savage Bull Bloodline Essence requires a series of preparations before injection.
Alan first draws blood from Pansen and Tanya.
He extracts the bloodline essences of the Minotaur and Giant-Horned Minotaur, pre-storing them within his own venom glands.
His cultivation has reached the fourth level, and the extracted bloodline essences have a purity of 4%.
Alan has already refined the Savage Bull Bloodline Essence, also at a purity of 4%.
Spend two points of potential to fuse the Savage Bull Bloodline Essence with the Minotaur and Giant-Horned Minotaur bloodlines, respectively.
Saving Bull, Minotaur, Giant-Horned Minotaur.
Belonging to the same bloodline, they naturally have affinities.
Finally, two new bloodline essences were obtained—"Barbarian Bull" and "Giant Horned Bull"!
Both bloodline essences had a purity of 4%, indicating medium aptitude.
Alan had his mentor inject the "Barbarian Bull" bloodline essence.
Senior Sister Tanya received the "Giant Horned Bull" bloodline essence.
Combined bloodlines automatically became compatible with sub-bloodlines.
Afterwards, father and daughter each received an injection of the Heaven-Replenishing Potion.
The purity of the new bloodline was raised to 7%, indicating superior aptitude!
After these operations, both father and daughter's warlock bloodlines were significantly strengthened.
Pantheon's Tauren bloodline, with its superior aptitude, only reached level three.
Advancing to the "Barbarian Bull" bloodline and raising its level cap was a timely help, opening up a new world!
Tanya's Giant Horned Bull bloodline hadn't reached its limit yet.
Fusing with the Barbarian Bull, evolving into the "Giant Horned Barbarian Bull" bloodline, is like the icing on the cake!
His potential ceiling is at least level six!
"Junior Brother, where did you learn this bloodline fusion technique?"
Tanya couldn't contain her curiosity as she gave him the injection.
Alan could be honest with his senior sister about everything else.
Bloodline fusion requires potential and involves the Gluttony system. This is his biggest secret, one he can't reveal to anyone.
Recalling the martial arts novels he'd read in his previous life, Alan fabricated a clichéd adventure on the spot.
"Sister, two years ago, I was pursued by an enemy, defeated, and fell off a cliff. Fortunately, I was caught by a pine tree growing on the cliff face."
"Then I discovered a cave on the cliff face."
"Out of curiosity, I explored the cave and found the skeleton of a hermit who had passed away there..."
"And so, I inherited the legacy of the elder sorcerer. Not only did my cultivation greatly increase, but I also mastered the secret method of fusing bloodlines."
Tanya curled her lips at this, refusing to believe his nonsense!
Pansen was also skeptical, but he still warned Alan:
"Don't tell anyone about this, or it might cause trouble!"
"Teacher, don't worry, I know the consequences," Alan said sternly.
The manor kitchen had some dry food and fruit. Alan had taken some while out for a walk earlier and gave it to Pansen and his daughter for dinner.
After eating, the father and daughter returned to their rooms to rest.
Alan followed Tanya into the room and explained the benefits of the meditation gathering.
"Sister, I want to introduce you to a brand new method of cultivation!"
"It's absolutely eye-opening and will open the door to a new world for you!"
At first, Tanya thought this scoundrel had no good intentions, using the guise of spiritual practice to trick her into bed.
However, as she listened, her heart was moved, and she couldn't help but want to experience it.
Alan drew the curtains and closed the door.
In the darkness, he released the mind spores and hallucinogenic spores.
He took his sister's hand and sat on the bed, facing each other.
Taking advantage of the gathering for dual cultivation, Alan instilled in her his own soul-soothing meditation method.
He also entered her meditation world and helped her break through a bottleneck.
The faint light from the spores drifted through the dim bedroom.
Time slipped quietly.
Night faded into daybreak, and the morning light was dim outside the window.
Alan and Tanya woke up at the same time.
Tanya's eyes were filled with surprise.
"Junior Brother Alan! I've made a breakthrough!"
After a night of meditation, Tanya advanced to the late fourth stage!
Constance +1!
Spirit +3!
Natural Armor +1!
Two of these Spirit points were bonuses provided by the Barbarian Bull bloodline.
Tanya's current attributes: Constitution 30, Agility 20, Spirit 26.
She had also awakened two special abilities derived from her Barbarian Bull bloodline.
Petrifying poisonous smoke!
Barbarian Bull Armor!
Speechless poisonous smoke—Alan was familiar with it.
Barbarian Bull Armor piqued his interest.
"Senior Sister, where is your Barbarian Bull Armor?"
Alan reached out and stroked her thigh.
Delicate, tan skin, smooth and firm.
No sign of enhanced natural armor could be detected.
"Don't touch there, it's itchy..."
Tanya shyly smiled and slapped his hand away.
"Silly Junior Brother! Barbarian Bull Armor only appears when you're in your Atavism form; you can't see it normally."
With that, she jumped off the bed and stepped barefoot onto the carpet.
Sillyly summoning magic power, she activated the fourth-level Atavism.
Giant-horned Barbarian Bull Human Form!
The loose nightgown instantly ripped apart.
Before Alan could even take in the flawless form of Senior Sister, he was deeply shocked by the sight before him!
A ten-meter-tall female giant appeared before him!
With a human body and a bull's head, she was incredibly majestic! The massive, curved horns atop his head pierced the ceiling!
He was covered in steel-blue armor from head to toe!
The thick plates adhered to his skin, fitting seamlessly!
It resembled the natural armor of a petrified bull.
Alan activated his telepathy, connecting with his senior sister.
In this state, he could use the Gluttony system to check Tanya's status without the need for telepathic spores.
The Bull Armor provided Tanya with level 8 natural defense.
It was like wearing a set of finely crafted knight's plate armor, without hindering her agility in the slightest!
In addition, the Bull Armor possessed a built-in damage reduction effect.
A weapon with a level 2 enchantment or higher, and a "blunt" weapon like a warhammer, could overcome the Bull Armor's damage reduction.
The Bull Armor was like a second skin for Tanya.
After being damaged, it can repair itself.
Eating metal can also speed up armor repair.
After incorporating the bloodline of the Savage Bull, Tanya's diet has subtly changed.
She can digest metal utensils and metal ores!
Her white, even teeth are equivalent to a Level 2 enchanted weapon.
Crunching steel is like chewing a crispy cookie!
Tanya has also awakened two Level 4 spells.
"Roar": With a roar, a sonic wave attacks enemies within a 20-meter cone in front of her, deafening them.
The destructive power is five times that of "Thunder Wave"!
Damage to hard and brittle objects like crystals is doubled!
"Stoneskin": The caster temporarily gains damage-reducing armor that can only be penetrated by weapons forged from adamantium.
The damage reduction properties of "Stoneskin" can be combined with Beast Armor, Bull Armor, and Body Hardening.
For example, Tanya is practicing the 4th-level Body Hardening, which is exactly what Alan is very familiar with... "Iron Maiden"!
Tanya, in her ancestral form, casts "Stoneskin" and then activates "Iron Maiden".
", triple defense stacked!
The lower limit of armor penetration becomes a "Level 3 Adamantite Blunt Weapon"!
For a fourth- or even fifth-tier warlock, this level of magic weapon is incredibly rare!
Unless someone is deliberately targeting her, armor penetration is nearly impossible!
Looking at the senior sister, clad in armor and protected by the "Iron Maiden" form, Allen couldn't help but recall another equally majestic figure.
In a trance, Tanya's heroic image seemed to resemble General Eva in the meditation world. , overlapping...
Two days later.
Pantheon recovered from his injuries and successfully awakened his "Barbarian Bloodline," becoming a fourth-tier warlock!
Barbarian Warlock, a fourth-tier atavism, also possesses two signature abilities: "Petrifying Poison Smoke" and "Barbarian Armor."
The Barbarian Bloodline's magical potential is still a level lower than that of the Giant Horned Barbarian.
The only fourth-tier spell Pantheon awakened was "Stoneskin."
These past two days, Alan and Tanya haven't been around. Idle.
Disguised as Andrew and Peck, they headed to the rat warlocks' compound.
Coincidentally, the rat warlocks' lair was the site of the former Panthers family tavern.
These sunlight-averse rats had taken refuge in Alan's father's wine cellar, ruining most of the barrels of wine they couldn't carry when they moved!
Alan and Tanya entered the alcohol-filled cellar and were met with a disgraceful scene.
Twenty or so rat warlocks, both men and women.
All drunk. Drunk and having a party.
Only the two first-level sorcerers guarding the door seemed relatively sober.
Peering through the keyhole, he saw the visitors were his boss, Peck, and Peck's senior brother, Andrew, and hurriedly opened the door.
Alan winked at his senior sister.
Tanya understood and locked the door behind her.
With a sullen expression, he walked towards the revelry.
Rat-man sorcerers, debauchery is a common practice.
Peck himself often attended these revelries.
Subordinates Seeing their eldest brother return, they didn't care, drunkenly greeting him and inviting him to join in the fun.
Tanya sneered and immediately activated her fourth-level atavism!
She transformed into the Bull Witch!
The ten-meter-tall bull-headed giantess stood tall and proud.
Everyone in the cellar was stunned!
Before these drunken idiots could recover, Tanya had already opened her mouth and released a puff of green smoke!
The petrifying fumes instantly filled the sealed cellar.
The ratmen, immersed in a revelry of wine and sex, They transformed into a group of stone statues in various poses without resistance.
At the wine cellar entrance.
The two low-level warlocks guarding the gate were stunned by this scene.
Hurriedly casting spells, they attempted to attack the terrifying Bull Demoness!
A pair of large hands suddenly reached out and grabbed the necks of the two.
Crack!
Crack!
Alan exerted force with both palms, easily breaking their necks.
He and his senior sister's cultivation was far superior to that of the ratmen warlocks. The disguised surprise attack had already taken a large part. Cheap.
Furthermore, these rats had gotten themselves drunk, lost in lust, and their vigilance was practically zero.
Under these circumstances, Alan and Tanya encountered no serious resistance and completed the massacre with ease.
After the battle, Alan expertly searched the bodies.
Opening each storage bag, he found a large quantity of magic stones.
Alan and his senior sister split it in half.
The ratman warlock's body was injected with digestive fluid.
After destroying the body, Alan smashed the remaining of wine barrels.
Using "liquid alchemy," he purified the liquor that was flowing everywhere directly into alcohol.
Tanya took the lantern from the wall and threw it away.
The lantern shattered, and the flames ignited the alcohol.
With a loud bang, the underground wine cellar turned into a sea of fire.
Alan and Tanya left the wine cellar.
Standing side by side under the eaves across the street.
Silently, they watched the flames spread until the entire tavern was ablaze.
"Junior brother, was this your home?" "
Tanya took Alan's hand, sympathy in her eyes.
Alan nodded gently.
Thinking back on the time he had spent here, a sense of melancholy rose in his heart.
The raging fire cleansed all impurities and buried his childhood memories.
From now on, he had no attachment to his hometown.
…
Two days after the raid on the Skaven Warlock stronghold.
Alan and Panson returned to their mountain camp.
Rahul Ganesha, the leader of the South Island Warlocks, seemed surprised that the three of them had returned alive.
He reluctantly received the three of them at the headquarters.
Alan had no favorable impression of this cruel, perverted, fat man.
After entering the house, he activated his telepathy to read his thoughts.
"Brother Panson! It's great to have you back!" Rahul beamed, hugging Panson warmly.
"Ever since you were captured by the enemy, I've been so worried I can't sleep! All I can think about is how to rescue you!"
Alan saw through his hypocrisy and laughed to himself.
In reality, Rahul's thoughts and words didn't align at all!
This guy was obsessed with profiting, hiding in the mountains to preserve his power. He had once let Panson and his daughter die.
Now that he knew the Beast Cult had suffered a severe blow, his thoughts became more active.
Andrew and Peck had been killed by Panson's family.
The bat and rat warlock teams had all vanished.
Spanna had escaped injured, and her whereabouts were unknown.
Only Beiting, leading the wolf warlocks, remained in town. entrenched.
Under these circumstances, Rahul wasn't thinking about immediately leading the team down the mountain and taking advantage of the favorable situation to hunt down the cult's remnants.
His mind was preoccupied with how to marginalize Pantheon, Tanya, and Allen, his three teammates who had made significant contributions, and claim the credit for themselves.
How could we possibly eradicate the cult and reclaim Quint Island by working with such insects?!
Sensing Rahul's petty and scheming mind, Allen couldn't help but sneer.
Rahul had been deliberately looking for trouble.
Seeing Allen's expression change, he immediately seized the opportunity.
"You kid, you're laughing for no reason!"
"I'm happy to see Lord Rahul, so I'm laughing," Allen replied without batting an eye.
"Bah! Stop fawning over me!" Rahul sat at the table, a righteous expression on his face.
"I've always been an upright person, and I hate sycophants like you!"
Alan knew he was trying to provoke him, accusing him of insubordination and stealing his military merits, but he certainly wouldn't fall for his trick.
Tanya was unaware of this.
Seeing Rahul's inexplicable rage and insulting Alan's junior brother, she couldn't help but get furious.
"Rahul-sama, you're so arrogant!"
"Can't even my junior brother smile? If you can't explain it, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Tanya! What do you mean?"
Rahul's face darkened.
"Don't forget, you're my cousin Marvin's fiancée. To stand up for another man makes me suspect you're being unfaithful to Marvin! "
"Excuse me, I've already clearly rejected Marvin's proposal," Tanya replied coldly. "It's my freedom to speak up for my junior brother Alan. Even Marvin has no right to interfere, let alone you!"
"Tanya! How presumptuous!"
Rahul's face was filled with rage.
"You're going to reject my cousin's proposal just for this nobody and become a member of the noble Ganesha family? You ungrateful bitch, blind!"
"Rahul, have you cursed enough?!"
Pansen, unable to bear it any longer, slammed the table and stood up.
"Alan is my disciple. He saved my life and my daughter's. I won't allow you to insult him!"
Rahul glared at Pansen, his contempt barely concealed.
"Pansen, with your limited skills, who gives you the courage to challenge me?" "
Pantheon disdained the argument and unleashed the powerful aura of a fourth-tier warlock.
"Huh? You've broken through?!"
Rahul's face suddenly changed.
"Pantheon! Something's wrong with you!"
"Even with your superior tauren bloodline, your limit is only the late third tier. There's no way you can break through!"
"Tell me the truth. Did you join the Beast Cult, transform into a beast and worship the gods, and only then were you able to break through your potential?!"
"Bullshit!" Pantheon raged. "Rahul, don't go too far!"
Tanya also stood up and stood beside her father, a murderous look on her face.
Rahul's eyes flashed, his heart pounding!
Pantheon and his daughter were both fourth-tier warlocks.
One against two, he knew his chances of winning were slim.
"You two better hold your nerve!" Rahul warned in a deep voice, "If anyone dares to touch me, and word gets out, the Ganesha family will not forgive you!"
"Don't forget, you're just vassals of the Ganesha family!"
"As a person, the worst thing you can do is confuse your superiors and subordinates and not understand your place!"
At this tense moment, Allen offered a wry smile to smooth things over.
"Rahul, calm down! Calm down!"
"We're all in this together. The greater good is paramount. There's no need to get angry over trivial matters!"
"This is all my fault! I apologize on behalf of my teacher and my senior sister, okay?"
Rahul glanced at Allen, his expression slightly brighter.
"Hmph, you're a smart kid!" He held onto his sword and slowly sat down.
Pantheon frowned, disappointed with Allen's spineless behavior.
But Allen had already intervened, clearly not wanting to escalate the situation.
He also knew that Rahul had the support of the Ganesha family, and offending them would have serious consequences.
He took the opportunity Allen offered him to sit down.
The tension in the room eased somewhat.
Alan smiled broadly and apologized repeatedly.
"Get out of here! You have none of this business!"
Rahul waved his hand impatiently, his gaze returning to Tanya's face, a hint of displeasure.
"Tell me the truth about your falling out with my cousin Marvin, or don't blame me... eh?! "
A bone whip suddenly flew from behind Rahul.
It tightly gripped his neck, cutting him off from his words.
The tip of the whip was connected to a hollow bone spur.
It pierced deeply into the carotid artery, madly injecting a Level 6 mutant dragon toxin!