The Almighty Dragon General

Truett suddenly appeared in a wasteland located southwest of Mount Martial is. He looked at the middle-aged man with his
hands behind his back, with a frown. Then, he asked, "Is there something you couldn't say just now, Mr. Wulte? Why did you ask
to meet here?"
Perthacus walked over and said, "I didn't want to put you in a difficult situation, so I had to meet you privately."
Truett asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"
Perthacus flipped his hand, and a radiant energy ball appeared.
"There are one hundred elixirs at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation. Take them."
The energy ball floated over to Truett.
Truett was stunned for a moment. He recomposed and asked playfully, "Aren't you being too generous, Mr. Wulte? A hundred
elixirs at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation is more than we acquired."
Perthacus laughed and replied, "You're overthinking it. How would I have possibly gotten so many high- quality elixirs? I'm also
going crazy because of poverty. This is compensation for your injured body. It's from the headquarters."
Truett's smile immediately solidified. He asked, "It's compensation? Am I the only one being compensated?"
Perthacus nodded and replied, "Yes."
Truett asked, "What about Xzavion and Stephen? Their bodies were also severely destroyed. If they were going to compensate,
they should give it to US. Why am I the only one?"

Perthacus squinted and said, "Because you're Yegor's son. With your identity, it's only natural the headquarters give you special
treatment."
Truett snorted, "What a joke. Although I'm Skynet's Young Master, I'm also an elder of Mount Martialis. Is the Timeaus Sect
favoring me over the others, or are there other ulterior motives?"
Perthacus took a deep breath and said, "You're right. Elder Lyla stuffed these elixirs into my storage space and instructed me to
hand them to you publicly. There are two reasons to ask me to do so.
"First, they are sure your father, Yegor, will storm here to investigate after learning about your injuries. Hence, they wanted to
compensate you to calm Yegor's anger.
"Secondly, they want to sow discord. Mount Martialis had spectacular results in the second test. We've basically outshined Mount
One because of Forty-nine."
"Although we made a name for Mount Martial is after the fight with Zared, we also pushed ourselves into the spotlight and
became the target of public criticism.
"You're Skynet's Young Master, and your father is behind you. If you stay in Mount Martialis, you'll be our biggest support. With
you here, they'll have to be careful when trying to mess with US."
Truett squinted and said, "So they are trying to stir up discord. Giving me such generous compensation will make my friends
jealous, and they will resent me for it. Eventually, I will have a choice but to leave Mount Martialis?"
Perthacus nodded solemnly.

Truett said coldly, "What an insidious plan to kill two birds with one stone! The Timaeus Sect is the most powerful force in the
Ancient Genesis World and is also the core of the Righteous Alliance. Yet, they conspire and play such dirty tricks. How
shameless."
Perthacus took a deep breath and said, "I asked to meet privately to avoid complicating matters."
Truett waved his hand and said, "There wasn't a need to do this. I trust in my friends. You can do it in front of them."
Perthacus stared at Truett and asked, "Are you sure? This is a hundred elixirs at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation.
It's really valuable, and so much better than the elixirs we obtained."
"They can't be more precious than my friends, who are willing to die together," Truett replied, similar to James' previous
statement. Then, he immediately contacted James.
Perthacus looked relieved after the conversation with Truett. He realized that the once troublemaker had changed and was much
more mature now.