The crowd seemed somewhat unfamiliar with this name.


    Even Garcia Coleman couldn''t help but scoff: "The Capital City Martial Arts Association doesn''t need trash."


    "Trash?" After hearing these words, the ck-robed man instantly became very displeased.


    "Mr. Coleman, are you saying that our family head is trash?"


    Garcia Coleman nced at him, snorted and said, "All reputable aristocratic families receive an invitation from our Capital City Martial Arts Association. As for this Iris Darren, we''ve never even heard of him."


    The ck-robed man''s face suddenly became a few degrees colder.


    "If our family master is trash, then I''m afraid everyone here is trash," the ck-robed man coldly retorted.


    "Boy, who are you calling trash!" This remark immediately incited collective anger.


    Someone pounded the table, stood up, pointed at him, and cursed: "You''re courting death!"


    The ck-robed man ignored their fury, turning his gaze on Garcia Coleman, with a cold smile: "Mr. Coleman, it would have been an honor for you to work with our family master!"


    "Since you don''t know what''s best for you, don''t me us for being rude. I hope you won''t regret it!"


    Garcia Coleman mocked: "Are you threatening me? You dare to threaten the Capital City Martial Arts Association?"


    "The Capital City Martial Arts Association might be the head today, but that doesn''t mean it will always be," the ck-robed man sneered.


    After dropping these words, he turned around and walked away.


    As he reached the doorway, the ck-robed man paused.


    "I''ll deliver a message on behalf of our family head," said the ck-robed man indifferently.


    "Your behavior today is sure to bring cmity upon yourselves!"


    After leaving these words behind, the ck-robed man didn''t look back, and left.


    Garcia Coleman didn''t take this ck-robed man seriously and couldn''t care less about any Iris Darren.


    The Capital City Martial Arts Association''s influence is declining, and in order to secure his own status, Garcia Coleman had called this meeting.


    Otherwise, given the temperament of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, he wouldn''t give two hoots about these aristocratic families.


    "This year a Martial Saint will be born, and at that time, the Capital City Martial Arts Association will also dispatch Martial Saints to capture Mason Raymond."


    "Some of you here will also be nurtured by us."


    Once the Great Era changes, an individual will certainly step into the Martial Saint Realm.


    Each alteration in circumstances could potentially change the existing bnce of power.


    Therefore, the Capital City Martial Arts Association has to win people''s hearts before that happens.


    Otherwise, the time when the Capital City Martial Arts Association can rule and dominate will be gone forever.


    "We are willing to serve the Capital City Martial Arts Association!" Everyone stood up and respectfully offered their service.


    Garcia Coleman waved his hand and said, "Bring the gifts."


    As soon as his voice fell, his followers brought several boxes.


    Inside these boxes were herbs and magical artifacts.


    The herbs were all over five thousand years old in efficacy, and even though the magical artifacts were not Martial Saint Weapons, they were of top quality.


    "This is just a wee gift. All the talented descendants of the noble families will receive our resource support," Garcia Coleman continued.


    "Furthermore, we will enroll your descendants into the Capital City Martial Arts Academy."


    As soon as he said this, everyone became even more excited.


    The Capital City Martial Arts Academy is the holy grail in their hearts!


    Before this, trying to get in was almost impossible unless they belonged to one of Capital City''s top noble families!


    They couldn''t believe that their descendants could join the Capital City Martial Arts Academy today!


    "Thank you, Mr. Coleman!" Everyone expressed their profound gratitude together.


    Garcia Coleman waved his hand and said, "Alright, the meeting ends here today. You can go back and select the talents from your ns. They should join the Martial Arts Academy on the sixth day."


    After dispersing the crowd, a trace of mockery shed across Garcia Coleman''s face.


    He turned to Barret at his side and said, "Did you see? As long as these bottom-level people get a little benefit, they will be filled with gratitude, and work for you."


    Barret also chuckled, "Do they really think we want to nurture them? The purpose of doing this is merely to use them as cannon fodder."


    At this point, Garcia Coleman suddenly asked, "Have there been any recent news?"


    Barret promptly bowed his body and said, "ording to what the master mentioned, someone will step into the Martial Saint Realm on Dragon Rising day. On the same day, our Second Secret Realm will dispatch three Martial Saints to kill Mason Raymond!"


    Garcia Coleman took a deep breath and muttered to himself: "Dragon Rising day...it seems that I still have time."


    Upon hearing this, Barret quietly said, "Young Master, I suggest being careful before then. Try not to provoke Mason Raymond, to avoidplications..."


    Garcia Coleman nced at Barret and coldly said, "Do you think I''m no match for Mason Raymond?"


    "I certainly didn''t mean that!" Barret quickly denied.


    Garcia Coleman snorted, "Don''t worry, I''ve got this calcted. I won''t act recklessly."


    Barret immediately nodded: "Yes, Young Master."


    ——


    The Capital City Martial Arts Association was plotting in secret, but I waspletely unaware.


    I had the same goal in mind - to pour all my efforts into building Heaven Gate to counter the Capital City Martial Arts Association.


    But right now, for me, the most important thing was to boost my strength and find a way to get the solution to the Spirit binding technique.


    I carefully counted all the resources I had in my hands.


    These resources, along with the ownerless Mystic Realm, were enough for me to step into the Martial Saint Realm.


    On the third day.


    I arrived at Ignacio Richard''s ce early in the morning.


    I waited for an entire day until evening when Ignacio Richard finally returned in his car.


    The car slowly stopped in front of me. Ignacio Richard waved his hand, signaling for me to get in the car.


    After getting in the car, Ignacio Richard was silent, driving quickly in a certain direction.


    During the journey, Ignacio Richard said coldly, "The Capital City Martial Arts Association has been making moves recently."


    "What kind of moves?" I asked, puzzled.


    Ignacio Richard said seriously, "They have gathered most of the top aristocratic families in the world for a meeting. This meeting is very likely aimed at you."


    "They gathered the aristocratic families?" I frowned slightly.


    Ignacio Richard confirmed with a grunt, "Don''t underestimate them. Most of these ns have significant resources. If they unite, you''ll find it tough to handle."


    "Moreover... those ns within the secret realms mightunch surprise attacks."


    I took a deep breath, "I see, thank you, Commander Richard."


    The vehicle sped down the road and quickly arrived at a mansion.


    The mansion was a Chinese-style building, and the entrance had a huge "Secret" character hanging on it.


    "We''re here." Ignacio Richard parked the car at the entrance.


    He lit a cigarette, took a puff, pointed ahead, and said: "This is the residence of the Mystic Realm Master."


    I nodded, suppressing the excitement in my heart, and spoke quietly: "As long as he is willing to help, I will be able to step into the Martial Saint Realm soon..."