Jayden chuckled. "Well, we''re in no rush to put the news out there for now. He''s going to ask for you for sure, and you can have a good talk with him then."


    "Of course, Mister Yown. How should I go about this, though?" Wade smirked slyly.


    Jayden said, "Just tell him this-if he doesn''t want his reputation to crumble, he''s going to pay you five million dors inpensation and open Seke Ind up for everyone to exercise in."


    "No problem, Mister Yown. I''m not scared of anything with you on my side! He''ll cough up the five million dors for sure, and you''ll see every penny of it. No one will know a thing," Wade smirked.


    Jayden grinned. "Don''t worry, you''ll get something out of this too."


    "Thank you in advance then, Mister Yown," Wade practically had stars in his eyes.


    Jayden waved a hand. "You can leave now."


    Wade nodded profusely, scrambling to leave the mansion.


    Susan let out a smile then. "You''re the best, my darling boy."


    "He''s going to find out that you won''t be able to get your way in this world just with money alone," Wade said with a smug smirk on his face.


    ...


    Over on Seke Ind.


    Elsa and Faron had split into two separate teams, each with a different goal.


    With the power and connections they had, it was not long before they were able to track both targets down.


    Soon after, the president of CNS was called over to the Municipal Propaganda Department overnight.


    Jayden''s direct superior and person in charge of Weston District, Conan Jobbie, was also called over to the Seechertown person in charge''s office.


    Wilbur, on the other hand, had entered his demine to visit the Dragon''s Altar. He spun the Abyss Staff in his hands.


    It was a pretty impressive weapon. The dark energy it contained was extremely powerful.


    Yet when Wilbur scanned it with his spirit energy, he realized that the dark energy in the staff fed on the soul of whoever wielded it.


    As time went on, the user of the staff would have their soulpletely corrupted by dark energy.


    Wilbur did not know what would happen at the end of that, but it was definitely bad news.


    The staff did not serve him much purpose, anyway.


    There was also a ring threat in the energy it held.


    After giving it some thought, Wilbur hurled the Abyss Staff into the altar.


    It was best to just use it for contribution.


    Any hidden traps or forces within the staff would be turned into nothing but grace points in the altar of that old dragon.


    An ancient aura surged into the air at once, and the amount of grace points converted lit up the screen.


    It was a total of 450 grace points.


    Wilbur smiled at the sight.


    That was not bad at all.


    The screen of options lit up as well after that.


    In the past, Wilbur would have chosen pills to improve his physical well-being and prevent his cultivation method from sending his body into overdrive.


    However, ever since absorbing the crystal skull and sternum, Wilbur''s strength had improved drastically, causing the state of his physical well-being to improve as well.


    Thus, Wilbur''s focus was now on the other options.


    "The Clover. Grants the user a ten percent chance to increase powers to a new level upon consumption."


    Wilbur''s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets reading the words.


    A ten percent chance to advance to the next level in his power?


    Despite the fact that the odds were pretty bad, the win was definitely tempting.


    It was important to note that at the stage Wilbur was now at, it was nearly


    impossible to advance to the next level.


    A ten percent chance was something anyone would jump at.


    And it would cost him... 450 grace points!


    Wilbur cursed the old dragon in his head at the sight, scowling viciously.