YM778.TV Chapter 368 - 368 Trouble_1
By the time it reached Kairo Percival, it had already been passed down through at least ten generations.
The umbrella’s surface bore many scars, all marks from battles fought over hundreds of years.
No divine weapon, be it blade, spear, staff, or even modern firearms, could penetrate the Soul-Calling Umbrella.
Yet now, in Julius Reed’s hands, the golden whip actually pierced through it!
A third of the golden whip was embedded in Kairo Percival’s body, the whip’s shaft, etched with a golden dragon, constantly dripping with fresh blood.
drip!
In the silent air, the only sound was blood falling on the concrete ground.
Kairo Percival’s eyes widened in fear and pain.
But above all, disbelief!
In this world, there was actually a weapon that could pierce through the Soul-Calling Umbrella!
Spurt!
Julius Reed violently pulled out the golden whip, casually wiped the blood on Kairo Percival, and said indifferently, “Is this it? Just a piece of scrap metal!”
Just a piece of scrap metal!
These four words were a death sentence to the heart!
Thud!
Kairo Percival spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee, his body trembling uncontrollably.
“How is it possible! How could this…”
He looked at the pierced hole in the umbrella, unable to believe it was real.
A black hole about five centimeters wide appeared on the surface of the umbrella, with rough, ragged edges.
And in Julius Reed’s hands, that golden whip remained completely unscathed, not even a mark on it.
Except for…
the bloodstains.
“You take care of it.”
Julius Reed tossed the golden whip, and in an instant, it was back in his sleeve.
Having lived for over ten thousand years, since the Xia Shang, Julius Reed had always enjoyed the best resources in the world.
His immortality allowed him to go anywhere and do anything he dared.
Including this golden whip, which was originally just a meteorite from outer space.
It took Julius Reed a thousand years to craft it into the golden whip in his hands.
The whip was rectangular, engraved with eight dragons, and from any direction, five dragons were always visible.
Of course, the ninth dragon was none other than the Hidden Dragon King, Julius Reed himself.
The supreme emperor, nothing less.
In this world, there was nothing the golden whip could not penetrate!
Calling the Soul-Calling Umbrella a piece of scrap metal was not an exaggeration at all for Julius Reed.
“Young Master, this…” Even Lucan Davenport, standing by, was too shocked to come back to his senses.
The two feuding families knew each other very well.
Lucan had long heard of the power of the Soul-Calling Umbrella.
Who would have thought that in a direct confrontation, the widely proclaimed divine weapon, the Soul-Calling Umbrella, would immediately turn into trash.
“Go and do your thing.”
Julius Reed waved his hand, indicating to Lucan Davenport to take his revenge. He himself stood up and walked over to Quella Radcliffe.
The person who suffered the most from the kidnapping was his own wife.
Her once peaceful life had been shattered, and now she spent her days in constant fear and apprehension.
“Are you alright?”
Julius Reed approached and took her into his arms.
“I’m fine,”
Quella Radcliffe shook her head and threw herself into Julius Reed’s embrace.
But suddenly, Julius Reed’s breathing became faster, and his body tensed.
“Who slapped you on the face?”
He saw clearly that there was a handprint on Quella Radcliffe’s face!
It was still very distinct even now!
“Sterling Fairbanks,” Quella Radcliffe said as she looked at Sterling Fairbanks kneeling on the ground, a flash of hatred in her eyes.
“Wait for me.”
Julius Reed kissed her forehead lightly and turned toward Sterling Fairbanks.
“What are you going to do!”
Sterling Fairbanks, sweating from pain, saw Julius Reed approaching and was so frightened that he shook all over. Disregarding his broken knees, he tried to crawl away from the scene.
“Don’t come any closer!”
He howled weakly while using all his strength, enduring immense pain as he crawled toward the door.
But how could he escape when he could hardly cover half a meter per second?
Thud! Thud!
The footsteps of Julius Reed echoed like the death knell of the Grim Reaper, each step sending shivers of terror through Sterling Fairbanks!
He was scared!
Truly terrified.
Had he known how invincible this man was, he would never have provoked him.
But there’s no medicine for regret in this world, truly none.
“Which hand did you use?”
Julius Reed squatted above Sterling Fairbanks, calmly asking.
This calmness sent chills down Sterling’s spine!
If it had been anger, he wouldn’t have been so scared.
But it was precisely this unexpected calm that made him shiver with fear, even forgetting the wound on his knee.
“Please, Brother Davenport, I beg you, give me a chance. Just one!” Sterling Fairbanks pleaded with a sob, crawling on the ground and kowtowing desperately: “I beg you, I’ll call you grandpa. Give me a chance to make amends, whatever conditions you set, I’ll accept them!”
He was truly on the verge of collapse.
First, by kidnapping Quella Radcliffe, he thought he had gained the upper hand. Then he hired Black Impermanence, Kairo Percival, to guard this dilapidated sewage plant.
He had the advantage of time, place, and people, but Julius Reed alone had foiled the plan!
Indeed, in the face of overwhelming strength, any scheme or deceit was like a passing cloud.
Utterly ineffective!
Faced with such a formidable figure, whose whip could pierce through the soul-summoning umbrella, who could withstand it?
Now, he wasn’t seeking to come out unscathed; just to stay alive was to succeed.
“Forget it, no matter which hand you used, I’ll just assume you used both.”
Julius Reed gave a faint smile and quickly pulled out a dagger from his pants.
“You must never touch the dragon’s reverse scale!”
Pfft!
He drove the knife down, piercing right through Sterling Fairbanks’ palm!
“Ahh…”
Sterling Fairbanks collapsed to the ground, his fingers trembling nonstop, yet he dared not move an inch.
The excruciating pain made him wish for death, but the desire to live forced him to endure.
“Is this dignified enough for you?”
Pfft!
Julius Reed pulled out the dagger and stabbed it down viciously once more!
This time Sterling didn’t make it through and passed out.
But Julius Reed didn’t care about any of that; he pulled out the dagger and aimed it at the other hand!
Clang!
The blade of the dagger pierced through Sterling Fairbanks’ palm and struck the cement floor heavily.
“Huff!”
After doing all this, Julius Reed slowly stood up, and a golden whip shot out from his sleeve!
Pfft!
With one strike, Kairo Percival’s hands neatly fell to the ground.
Julius Reed then picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.
“You… how come you decided to call me?”
On the other end of the line, Sophia Leocadia expressed great surprise and excitement.
She had not expected Julius Reed to actually reach out to her!
At that moment, Sophia Leocadia felt like a young girl with a budding romance, suddenly receiving a gift from a prince.
“There’s something I might need your help with. But it’s a bit bloody, you need to be prepared,” Julius Reed said with a touch of guilt.
Since their acquaintance, it had always been Sophia helping him, and though the reasons were unclear, he could see her sincerity.
“Is Sterling causing you trouble again? I’ll call the Hall Family right away!”
Sophia’s voice, originally gentle, suddenly became assertive.
“That’s not it, the trouble caused by the Fengs, I’ve dealt with it. Now, I just want to spread Sterling Fairbanks’ photo around your Beijing circles,” Julius Reed replied.
“Okay, send it over, and as for the Hall Family, I’ll talk to them personally,” Sophia hesitated before asking, “You… are you alright?”
She understood well what kind of person Sterling was, so she was particularly concerned about Julius Reed’s safety.
“Let the Hall Family be, act as if nothing happened. How could I be in trouble? It’s Sterling Fairbanks that’s a bit… oh, brace yourself. I’m hanging up now.”
After Julius Reed hung up, he took a few photos of Sterling Fairbanks with his phone’s camera and sent them to Sophia Leocadia.
On the other end of the phone, after a bout of retching, Sophia finally grasped the meaning behind Julius Reed’s words—How could I be in trouble?
Soon, she arranged for her people to quickly spread the news.
“Big brother, why spread this out?” Lucan Davenport squatted next to Julius Reed and asked, tilting his head.
Wasn’t this just making another enemy for no reason?
“I want to clean up the Hall Family, but going to Beijing seems too troublesome, so I thought I’d invite them over,” Julius Reed walked into the warehouse and picked up Quella Radcliffe: “Wifey, time to go home!”