Confronted by the arrogant Iris Darren, Garcia Coleman seethed with rage.


    His eyes narrowed as he spoke, "Darren, you''re underestimating the Capital City Martial Arts Association. You actually believe your white bone army can threaten the Association?"


    Iris Darren burst intoughter, "You mean those eight senior officials of the Capital City Martial Arts Association?"


    Garcia''s brow furrowed slightly.


    Iris had struck right at the heart of the matter.


    Iris sneered, "Don''t forget who I am, boy. I know far more than you ever will!"


    "If those eight senior officials could make an appearance, would it be your moment to show off?"


    Garcia''s face darkened and he fell silent for a beat.


    Iris pped Garcia''s shoulder, saying, "Those prisoners are useless anyway. Just hand them over to me. It won''t hurt you."


    "Aspensation, I''ll offer you a thousand spiritual stones."


    Garcia stayed quiet for a moment, then replied, "Give me several days to think it over. I need to discuss such a major decision."


    Iris gave a slight nod, "Fine, I''ll allow you one week at most."


    With those words, Iris spun around and left.


    Following that, Star burst in.


    He said gravely, "This matter...we absolutely cannot agree to it!"


    Garcia looked at Star but said nothing.


    ——


    In the cell.


    Watching me writhe in agony, the prisoners started talking with me, trying to keep me distracted and ease my pain.


    They shared stories from their past, each one cracking jokes.


    It had to be said, it actually helped somewhat.


    I managed to raise my head and smiled, "Thanks, everyone..."


    "Don''t mention it, we saw what happened when Miss Sean got locked up," someone said.


    "Quiet! Why bring up things better left forgotten?" Another prisoner snapped.


    The man quickly pped his hand over his mouth, like a kid who''d been caught doing something wrong.


    I stared at the tubes. I tried to fight against them, but failed yet again.


    "If I could get back to peak condition, maybe I could break free by force..." I thought.


    But conditions here were terrible. Recovery would take God knows how long.


    The following morning.


    Garcia Coleman and Alberto Sean entered from outside.


    "It''s time," Garcia announced.


    Alberto Sean nodded, "This blood will be sufficient."


    With that, he looked up at my extremely weakened state and chuckled, "Mason Raymond, don''t worry, if it actually works, I''ll make sure to inform you."


    Despite my fury, I waspletely powerless.


    ——


    They gathered Mason''s blood and then headed to a room in the Capital City Martial Arts Association.


    Next, they poured the blood into a bathtub. Alberto stripped down and slowly lowered himself in.


    He opened every pore and absorbed Mason''s blood with everything he had.


    Whether it was due to Mabel''s bloodline flowing through his body, Mason''s fresh blood surged wildly toward Alberto.


    "Hiss..."


    White vapor started rising from Alberto''s body.


    The two bloodlines seemed to be fusing inside Alberto''s body!


    "Ah..."


    A groan slipped from Alberto''s lips.


    It was hard to tell if he was in agony or ecstasy.


    As the blood was absorbed, Alberto''s body began transforming rapidly!


    In a sh, his body glowed with Golden Light, his flesh bing incredibly strong!


    And his bloodline power was boosted even higher in that moment!


    "Hiss!"


    The instant all the blood was absorbed, a beam of light burst from Alberto''s body!


    The light was pure and sacred, like a deity, making anyone who saw it want to bow down in worship!


    Even Garcia felt the effect, his body shaking slightly!


    "Ah... Ah..."


    Alberto roared, terrifying power exploding from his frame!


    Even Garcia was stunned and kept backing away!


    "Such incredible power... what is this crushing pressure..." Garcia muttered.


    He looked up at Alberto, pretending ignorance, "Young Master Sean, how are you feeling?"


    Alberto nced at Garcia and smirked, "Excellent, better than I''ve ever felt! Who could have imagined that Mason''s bloodline... would be this amazing. It looks like my hunch was right..."


    At this point, Alberto turned to Garcia, "Mr. Coleman, please locate a Martial Saint for me."


    "A Martial Saint?" Garcia''s eyebrows drew together.


    "You want to fight a Martial Saint as well?"


    Alberto sneered, "Not fight, but... massacre! Whatever Mason couldn''t achieve, I definitely can!"


    "Thebination of these bloodlines has made my strength beyond measure, hahaha!"


    Watching Alberto in his euphoric state, Garcia made a decision:


    To inject Mason''s blood into his own body!


    After all, his body had once been filled with Mabel''s bloodline.


    ——


    Two dayster, Garcia gathered Mason''s blood.


    He copied Alberto''s method and started absorbing Mason''s blood.


    Unfortunately, when he settled into the tub, Mason''s blood showed no reaction.


    "Why is this happening?" Garcia''s brows knitted together.


    "Could the technique be wrong?"


    The nearby Barret suggested in a low voice, "Could it be your bloodline?"


    "What do you mean?" Garcia asked, his eyebrows creased.


    Barret rified, "After all, Alberto and Mabel are both Taylors... and Alberto''s bloodline awakening has hit 80 percent!"


    "But your bloodline, it appears to be less than 30 percent. Is that why you can''t merge with Mason''s bloodline?"


    Hearing this, Garcia erupted in fury, "So you''re telling me I''ve been making wedding clothes for Alberto Sean?! Out of everyone in the world, only he has reached 80 percent!"


    Even with those words, Garcia refused to give up.


    He remained in the bathtub, attempting every method possible, but still couldn''t fuse with Mason''s blood.