Wilbur grabbed Judith by the arm, yanking her over. Despite him moving fast enough, the thief''s dagger still made a long gash in Judith''s dress.


    The thief was eventually caught by the two men chasing after him and was subsequently handed over to the police. Wilbur had no choice but to bring Judith to a bathroom so she could change back into the clothes she had been in.


    They walked along the streets, and Judith let out a long breath. "What did I tell ya? My destiny''s been set in stone. Grandma and I aren''t fated for thevish life."


    Wilbur had encountered people with special talents in the past. Despite the fact that they were not cultivators, their special talents were still quite bizarre and brilliant. Countless people had tried desperately to analyze these talents, and Wilbur had heard by chance before that those with special talents were actually not allowed to make money with their talents.


    Doing that would result in bad karma or some unpredictable tragedies.


    Wilbur was a cultivator and a strong believer in controlling one''s own destiny. After all, if everything was fated, Wilbur would have never been able to improve his own powers time and time again to be stronger.


    If Wilbur were to bepared to himself from ten years ago, the current version of him was positively a god. Wilbur had made it this far in his cultivation all because of his own hard work, as well as a few strokes of luck here and there.


    However, if everything was fated, would Wilbur have been able to make it to the Emperor level justzing around at home? He would not even have the chance to go search for the dragon cauldrons.


    Despite feeling rather indignant, the circumstances that transpired earlier were strange enough for Wilbur to relent so that Judith would not get hurt anymore. "I''m sorry. I should respect your life, Judith."


    "That''s alright. I don''t know why, but you feel like someone I''ve known for a long time. I don''t know how to deny what you tell me to do. Maybe it''s just our fate as Dashans."


    Judith''s words reminded Wilbur of what her grandmother had said. If Judith''s family did have dragon n blood, would the dragon''s head on Wilbur''s back be an indicator of him having dragon''s blood as well?


    Wilbur returned to his hotel after sending Judith home. He sat cross-legged in his room and began to meditate. Memories of his encounters flooded his brain, and he realized something: there seemed to have been a special force that led him to search for the Nine Dragon Cauldrons at the right time.


    Wilbur slowly opened his eyes. If he really did have a part of the dragon n in his blood, what kind of powers would he gain if that blood was awakened? He was, however, aware of the fact that whatever dragon''s blood he had in his body was definitely not powerful enough for those powers to be awakened.


    Wilbur let out a breath, thinking back to what Judith''s grandmother had said once more. The mirage where the special treasure was hidden was a whole separate dimension on its own, and only dragon n cultivators with a simr aura could enter it.


    Ever since he had begun cultivating dragon aura, Wilbur''s body had been changing. His dragon aura had grown more and more pure with it as well, and each dragon n cultivation method seemed to help purify it further. With the level Wilbur was at, the best way for him to make the dragon aura in his body even purer was by cultivating the Dragon Move.


    The Dragon Move could lead his dragon aura to pass through his skeleton, improving every single bone in his body. Bones were the foundation of a person, and going from there was the best n.


    Judith''s grandmother had given Wilbur a pretty decent lead. Coupled with the information he had gotten from the fourth dragon cauldron fragment, all signs seemed to be pointing to the mirage.


    The only way now to enter the mirage was to improve the purity of his dragon aura. Wilbur knew he could not rush this and had to start by cultivating the Dragon Move skill.