George had long sincee to terms with his situation. He knew that as long as Hadirt existed, he would be a puppet Hadirt used to control Walker Town. It was almost impossible for him to use the gold coins of the town to increase his own cultivation.


    Therefore, George had already given up the idea of using gold coins to trade with the upper dimension elites in exchange for refuge. Now, George only wanted to gather together ten dragon n cultivators with Senior Guard strength as soon as possible and sacrifice them to Hadirt.


    George had great confidence in Wilbur. In this Guard Challenge, Wilbur should be able to obtain the status of Senior Guard. This way, Wilbur will be the eighth sacrifice. After sacrificing Wilbur, he could then have three hundred years to cultivate, and then he would find the ninth dragon n cultivator after three hundred years.


    In another thousand years, ten dragon n cultivators would be sacrificed. By then, Hadirt would have no reason to trouble George again, and he could finally cultivate seriously and quickly improve his strength.


    George knew that his victory was a well-known tale among the lower dimensions. Therefore, many dragon n cultivators in the lower dimension regarded him as their mentor in the middle dimension.


    However, no one knew how meek George was to have persisted in this position. In fact, in George''s view, ten dragon n cultivators with Senior Guard strength were nothingpared to the protection provided by Walker Town to the dragon n cultivators.


    Therefore, when George learned from the Nightless Elder that Wilbur hade to the middle dimension, George had the idea of raising Wilbur''s strength. After all, cultivators who could be praised by Nightless Elder were all good.


    Such a cultivator only needed some guidance and some time, and he would be able to quickly improve his cultivation and attain the strength of a Senior Guard. Such cultivators were the cheapest sacrifices.


    George sneered, then slowly stood up from the ground, turned around, and walked into the darkness.


    Wilbur adjusted his breathing in his room for one full day. By the break of dawn the next day, Wilbur''s physical fitness was restored to peak condition. As soon as Wilbur got out of bed, there was a knock on his door.


    "Who''s there?"


    "Mister Wilbur, I''m here to send you a message on behalf of Lord George. The Guard Challenge is about to begin. I''m here to help you to wash up. After breakfast, you can follow Lord George to the square and participate in the Guard Challenge."


    "I see. Come on in." Wilbur opened the door. The servant stood at the door, holding a washbasin in his hand. He offered a quick bow, then walked into the room. After helping Wilbur wash up, he took Wilbur to the dining room.


    George was already waiting, and Wilbur saw a long table filled with scrumptious dishes. George said with a smile, "The challenge will go on from morning to night, and there are no breaks in between, so I had a feast prepared. Please indulge yourself."


    "Sure," Wilbur nodded. He trusted George because they were both dragon n cultivators. Wilbur gobbled down all the dishes on the table like a storm.