“Yes!” Harleen walked over and sat down beside Billy, then leaned her head on his shoulder and murmured.
“Recently, I’ve often dreamed of her. In the dreams, I see she’s grown into a beautiful young lady!”
“I’ve dreamed of her too,” Billy nodded slightly. “Tasha should be sixteen this year, just two more years until she’s an adult!”
He sighed deeply, “We really owe her a lot as parents.”
“Yes!” Harleen nodded slightly. “I wonder when we will find the old master and father. Then we can go back!”
She added, “I really don’t know what level of cultivation is needed to tear through space directly. If we could do that, we could visit Tasha anytime!”
“With our current strength, it will probably take a long time,” Billy smiled.
He had thought about it too. If they could achieve that, they wouldn’t have to worry about anything and could visit their family anytime.
But he knew he was far from that level. Only the man in white inside the Nine Dragons Cauldron could do that.
“Yes!” Harleen continued to nod. “So we must train hard and reach that level as soon as possible!”
“Billy, I really miss the time in Glavale. Back then, our family was always around, and we could see them anytime we wanted, unlike now…”
Her tone became slightly melancholic.
“Harleen, don’t worry. We should be able to go back soon!” Billy turned and kissed her forehead.
“We’ve reached the high-level star domain. We should hear from the old master soon. Once we find them, we’ll go home together.”
“Yes!” Harleen nodded and then changed the topic, “By the way, honey…”
“Someone’s coming!” Billy interrupted her before she could finish.
“Hmm?” Harleen sensed it too and sat up straight, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. “These people just won’t give us peace!”
As they finished speaking, powerful auras swept in from afar, suffocatingly strong.
“Let’s go see!” Billy said and led Harleen out to the courtyard.
“Boss!” The others also came out of the house.
“Yes!” Billy nodded slightly.
Soon, a dense crowd appeared in the sky, roughly estimated to be nearly a thousand people!
“Damn, what’s going on? Why so many people?” Judge cursed. “Are they all from the Harmon family?”
“Obviously not!” Soul Chaser replied. “Can’t you see those people in white clothes? They’re clearly from Whitecloud Manor!”
“People from Rainbow Manor are here too!” Casey frowned and said.
“Oh?” Judge was surprised again. “But it seems like there are no Harmon family members here!”
“It looks like the Harmon family wants to watch us fight and benefit from it!” Soul Chaser added. “Besides Whitecloud Manor and Rainbow Manor, there should be people from other families and sects too!”
“Most likely!” White Tiger and Judge nodded simultaneously.
“Be careful!” Billy said and led everyone into the air.
Soon, they were in mid-air.
“Mr. Billy, we meet again!” Ricardo White, the master of Whitecloud Manor, looked at Billy and cupped his hands.
Behind him was his son Marcos White, whose eyes roamed over Harleen and Ivy, causing his Adam’s apple to move involuntarily.
“Mr. Billy, long time no see!” Ralph Sanford, the master of Rainbow Manor, also cupped his hands.
“So tell me, why bring such a large group here?” Billy scanned them.
“Are you Billy Boy?” Before they could respond, a bearded man looked at Billy and spoke loudly.
“You fool! Haven’t you heard that the bird that sticks out gets shot?” Judge glanced at him. “If I were you, I’d keep my mouth shut!”
“Bastard! How dare you speak to the Sect Master like that!” An old man in a green robe behind the bearded man pointed at Judge. “Slap yourself, and I’ll spare your life!”
“Idiot!” Judge retorted.
“You want to die? As you wish!” The green-robed man frowned and threw a punch at Judge.
He was at the half-step Prime Source Realm and naturally didn’t take Judge seriously.
He didn’t hold back at all, not caring about Judge’s life or death.
With a loud bang, a figure flew back hundreds of meters-it was the green-robed man!
After flying five or six hundred meters, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky.
“Elder Tinley!” Seeing this, the people behind the bearded man shouted simultaneously.
“Hmm?” The bearded man frowned. “You’re courting death!”
As he spoke, a powerful aura erupted from him, revealing his fifth-rank Prime Source Realm cultivation.
The next moment, he formed a seal with his hand and struck at Judge with thunderous force. “Judge already warned you! Why didn’t you listen?” Stout smacked his lips.
As he spoke, he threw a punch, causing a gust of wind.
With another loud bang, the bearded man’s seal dissipated into nothingness, and Stout’s phantom fist struck his chest heavily.
The bearded man spat out blood and flew back a thousand meters before crashing to the ground like the green-robed elder before him, his fate uncertain.
“Sect Master!” The people behind him shouted in unison after a moment of shock.
“He killed the Sect Master! Attack together and avenge him!” A man shouted angrily.
However, despite his shouting, no one dared to move.
Are you kidding? Even the Sect Master couldn’t last a single round. Charging in would be suicide!
“Sect Master!” Seeing no one move, the man didn’t dare either. He shouted again and descended towards the bearded man’s location.
“Sect Master!” The others hesitated for a moment before following him down.
“Nice skills!” A red-haired elder glanced at Stout. “But taking a life with one move-isn’t that too much?”
“You want to stand up for him?” Stout smacked his lips.
“Youngster, don’t be too arrogant, or you’ll pay the price…” The red-haired elder responded coldly.
“Enough with the nonsense! Are you going to fight or not? If you’re scared, stop talking and save face!” Stout interrupted him.
“Arrogant brat! I’ll teach you a lesson!” The red-haired elder frowned and attacked Stout.
The elder was at the eighth-rank Prime Source Realm, and his full-strength attack was formidable.
However, halfway through his charge, a spear flashed by and pierced through his waist, blood gushing out.
The red-haired elder looked down at the hole in his body as his aura deflated like a punctured balloon before he fell to the ground.
“Grand Elder!” Forty or fifty people cried out in pain simultaneously and prepared to attack.
“If you want to die, go ahead!” Casey caught the Nether Flame Spear and said coldly. “Anyone who moves dies!”
A look of fear appeared on everyone’s faces as they involuntarily stepped back.
“Mr. Billy, aren’t you going to control your people…” Ricardo White looked at Billy and said sternly.
“You haven’t answered my question yet!” Billy interrupted him.
“Why bring so many people here?”