The Seven Sisters and Their Hidden King-Chapter 455 – Lard Wenson

In the Cinnabar Sect—

High above the sect grounds, an old man with a malicious expression hovered midair, standing atop a flying sword.

Disciples from all corners of the sect stared up at him in panic.

Just moments ago, this very man had unleashed a deafening roar. The sword intent carried in his voice had shaken the entire sect.

If not for the protective array shielding them, that roar could have killed numerous disciples on the spot.

"Lard, what the hell do you mean by this?"

Mark stepped out with a darkened face.

He recognized the intruder immediately—Lard Wenson, an elder from the Ghost Sword Sect. A man not to be underestimated, Lard had likely reached the mid-stage of the Golden Crystal Realm.

The Ghost Sword Sect and the Cinnabar Sect had always had a tense, if not outright hostile, relationship.

But few had ever dared to provoke the Cinnabar Sect so blatantly. Lard was one of those rare few.

After all, the mountain-protecting array of the Cinnabar Sect was no joke.

At that moment, several elders had already taken position, prepared to activate the array and unleash sword energy at a moment's notice.

If Lard tried anything reckless, they would kill him on the spot—without hesitation.

Lard's gloomy eyes flashed as he gave a slow, mocking smile. "I heard your sect now has a new inheritor of Queen Cyan's will. Congratulations."

Mark's face turned even darker.

So that was what this was about again.

For the past few days, ever since the Holy Fire Tripod of Queen Cyan had reappeared, sects had been sniffing around for information. The Cloud School, among others, had already come probing.

The Ghost Sword Sect, however, had remained strangely quiet—until now.

If they were suddenly showing up, it wasn't out of goodwill.

Mark knew better.

"If you've come for the inheritor of Queen Cyan's will," he said coldly, "then turn around and leave. You're not welcome in the Cinnabar Sect."

Even if the Ghost Sword Sect and the Cinnabar Sect had a neutral relationship—which they didn't—Lard's arrogant display made it clear he didn't come in peace. There was no way Mark would tell him anything.

What infuriated Mark even more was Lard's posture. Floating high in the sky on his flying sword, speaking down to him—the sect leader—as if he were beneath him.

It was pure disrespect.

And the disciples below felt it too. Frustration and anger simmered across their faces as they watched silently.

Lard, unaffected, shook his head. "I'm not here for the inheritor," he said slowly. "I'm here to speak with your Elder Loop."

"Elder Loop isn't available," Mark replied sharply.

"In that case," Lard sneered, "I'll speak to you. I believe Elder Loop has already told you what happened, Mark."

A cold light flickered in Mark's eyes.

He could now guess exactly why Lard had come.

It all started when the Cinnabar Sect first located the Holy Fire Tripod of Queen Cyan.

Only the leaders and elders of the sect were qualified to comprehend the Scripture of Queen Cyan.

Even those who hadn't obtained the Holy Fire Tripod could benefit greatly from understanding the scripture—especially in their pill refinement techniques.

Unfortunately, Mark and the other elders lacked the talent to fully comprehend the scripture. At best, Elder Finger had managed to reach the seventh level—the deepest comprehension among them.

It was Elder Finger who first sensed the aura of the Holy Fire Tripod through the scripture. He had sent his disciples—Steph, Jenifer, and others—to search for it outside the mountain.

To ensure their safety and avoid complications, Mark had also sent Nancy Loop to accompany them.

At the time, only the Cinnabar Sect knew about this.

After all, the Alps Mountains were distant and isolated from the mortal world. No ordinary cultivator would have sensed the Holy Fire Tripod's aura—unless they, too, had mastered the Scripture of Queen Cyan.

But somehow, word still got out.

Other sects, sensing opportunity, began trailing the Cinnabar disciples to the southern United States.

Among them were Gavin from the Ghost Sword Sect and Young Master Feather from the Cloud School.

That's why so many high-level cultivators—usually unseen in the mortal realm—ended up converging near the Feazer Medical Clinic at the same time.

And unfortunately for them—

They crossed paths with John.

Without mercy, John had killed Gavin, Young Master Feather, and others.

Nancy had been the only one to escape—because she had revealed information about the Scripture of Queen Cyan.

When she returned, she told Mark everything. Every gruesome detail of what happened that night—especially that John had been the one to kill them all.

And now—

Here stood Lard, Gavin's older brother.

He claimed he wasn't here for the inheritor. He had come for Nancy. freewēbnoveℓ.com

And that confirmed it. He was here about his brother.

What Lard didn't know was that the very person who killed Gavin was John, the newly revealed inheritor of Queen Cyan's will.

"I brought a piece of jade with me," Lard said, his tone suddenly grim. "It's my brother's life jade. A few days ago, it shattered."

Lard had known Gavin had gone down the mountain to fight for the Holy Fire Tripod. But not long afterward, his life jade broke—meaning Gavin had died.

What Lard didn't know was how or why.

That's why he'd come here—to question Nancy directly.

Hearing this, Faith furrowed her brows. Suddenly, she recalled something important.

During that same time period, Young Master Feather from the Wilson Family of the Cloud School had also left the Alps Mountains. He, too, had gone in search of the Holy Fire Tripod.

Not long after, his life jade had also shattered.

And not just him.

The Golden Crystal Realm cultivator the Wilson Family had sent to protect him had died as well.

Faith hadn't paid much attention to it at the time. The Cloud School's internal relationships were messy, and she didn't care much for the Wilson Family's business.

But now, listening to Lard's accusations and remembering those deaths—everything clicked.

She still didn't know exactly what had happened out there...

But she was starting to understand why so many had died.