The Almighty Dragon General

"Ahem..." Herodias cleared her throat. An awkward expression hung on her face.
Yegor laughed aloud. "Go on. Why can't you tell him what you are upset about?"
"I willl" Herodias shot a glare at Yegor. "What took you so long, Clayton?

With your powers, it shouldn't take you so long to gather those items."

i wasn't just working on collecting the items." Clayton snorted. "I need to train my
disciples too."

Herodias was struck speechless by his response.

"What training did you put them through?" Yegor beamed at Jacopo and Xainte.
"The two of them radiate an overwhelming amount of murderous energy. Clayton,
did you make them Kill a lot of people?"

Clayton smiled slightly and sent a glance at the pair of young cultivators.

Jacopo and Xainte conjured strings of severed ears tied together in the air.
Herodias’ eyes widened. "This... How many people have you killed?" "Grandma
Herodias." Jacopo knelt, facing Yegor and Herodias. "During my training, I've
killed 389 cultivators, whose cultivation ranks are in and above the Yuraeceon
Daelm Rank’s Eighth Tribulation.

"Among them, there are 75 Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation cultivators
and six Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation cultivators at the peak of their
powers."

Xainte reported, "Grandma Herodias and Grandpa Yegor, I've killed 372
cultivators.

"68 of those men were on the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation while 5
were at the peak of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation."

Upon hearing their words, Yegor and Herodias drew a long breath.

As expected of Clayton, his disciples’ training was focused on killing as well.
Unlike Winnie and the others, Jacopo and Xainte had only reached the middie
grade of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation.

However, these two youngsters had mastered the Marcials Combat Form and
exuded a tremendous amount of murderous energy.

It was uncommon for cultivators of their caliber to have succeeded in
accumulating a high body count this quickly.

After a brief pause, Yegor looked at the youngsters and gave a slight nod.” The
two of you should meet up with your siblings now. Uncle Truett and Aunt Xitlaly
have gifts for you too."

Jacopo and Xainte exchanged a glance and nodded in acknowledgment.

Then, they directed their gaze to Clayton.

They dared not leave without their master’s permission.

"Go ahead." Clayton said, "We have some business to take care of here."

After receiving Clayton's permission, Jacopo and Xainte teleported away in the
direction of Skynet's headquarters.

Once Herodias was sure that the youngsters had moved out of hearing range,
she yelled at Clayton, "Clayton, what did you do to the children? Are you turning
them into bloodthirsty killers?!" "Herodias!" Yegor called out to her and explained,
"Clayton must have a good reason for doing this. You shouldn't interfere with
Clayton's teaching since Jacopo and Xainte had chosen to follow him.” "What do
you men know?" Herodias glared daggers at Yegor. “These children haven't
gotten to see their mom in a long time. Also, their father is unconscious because
of his injuries.

if they were to go on the wrong path now, in the future..."

Clayton said sternly, "Herodias, the two of them are my disciples. You have no
say in what I do." "Why you...!" Heordias was outraged.

Clayton ignored Herodias and conjured an opening in the barrier bordering the
sacred lights.

Then, he entered through the opening and headed toward the hall, with Yegor
and Herodias trailing behind him.

Clayton furrowed his brows when he spotted James’ body, which was floating in
mid-air.

"Why is it still just a shell? There's no point if it only has the Ultimate Golden
Body and Golden Bones. Where are the materials that you've prepared?"

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