Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1459: Nuwa Stone Fragment

Not long after, Quentin Campbell left the Moon Radiance Sect’s premises.

"Moon Radiance Sect, farewell... Maybe one day, after I’ve broken through to the Saint Realm, I’ll return here! At that time, I’ll personally ask Evander Mullins whether he regrets his decision today."

After leaving the sect’s premises, Quentin also exited the area covered by the anti-air formations. He stepped into the air, flew a short distance, then halted in mid-air. Turning back under the moonlight, he gazed at the sect’s distant mountain gate and muttered to himself.

"I can tell you right now: I won’t regret it, nor will I ever regret it!"

Just as Quentin’s words fell and he was preparing to leave, an ethereal voice, like that of a phantom, suddenly echoed beside his ear, causing Quentin’s face to change dramatically.

In a blink, the air before him shimmered, and a figure materialized.

"Master... Master!"

Seeing the person who had appeared before him, Quentin’s face turned deathly pale. "You... Why are you here?"

"If I didn’t come, wouldn’t I be letting my ungrateful disciple flee?"

The newcomer, none other than Evander Mullins, sneered coldly as he spoke.

"You were tracking me?"

Drawing in a deep breath, Quentin suppressed the terror within his heart and asked.

At this moment, Quentin realized that everything he’d just said had been overheard by Evander, so he opted not to say anything additional. He understood Evander’s temperament all too well—there was no way he would be given a chance to survive.

Still, the realization that Evander had been stalking him ignited a spark of resentment in Quentin’s heart.

It dawned on him just how little trust Evander had in him.

"It wasn’t exactly tracking; I merely wanted to see whether you’d take my instructions seriously... It seems now, you’ve disappointed me."

Evander spoke coolly, his tone indifferent.

"Disappointed?"

Fully aware that he would not make it out alive today, Quentin released his inhibitions and mocked recklessly, "You say I disappointed you just because I refused to trade my life for someone else’s? My life means that little to you?"

"To perish alongside a Martial Dao prodigy like Wyatt Barnes is hardly a disgrace."

Evander’s voice remained calm. "It’s unfortunate you didn’t appreciate the opportunity... The consequence of failing to cherish it is my cleansing of the sect through your death! If there’s a next life, remember never to defy your master’s orders, no matter what those orders might be."

As soon as the words left Evander’s mouth, he acted swiftly without allowing Quentin a chance to respond.

In front of Evander, Quentin stood no chance of resistance whatsoever. In mere moments, he was killed.

His entire body exploded into a mist of blood, leaving no remains behind.

Meanwhile, Wyatt Barnes remained completely unaware that Quentin Campbell had been slain by Evander Mullins shortly after his departure from the Moon Radiance Sect.

At that moment, Wyatt was recuperating his mental strength within the Jewel Tower. The exhaustion from his strained spirit caused him to fall into a deep sleep, only waking up two days later fully refreshed. His mental power had recovered by 70 to 80 percent.

Of course, the "two days" referred to the time within the second layer of the Jewel Tower.

Outside, only one night and one morning had passed.

After leaving the Jewel Tower, Wyatt departed his courtyard and headed once again to the Martial Arts Performance Field.

At the performance field, a group of individuals was already waiting for him.

These were the sect’s stewards and outer disciples who had placed heavy bets in the wager he’d initiated. Seeing Wyatt appear, their faces lit up with excitement, much like hunters spotting their prey.

"Everyone, please line up and present the promissory notes I gave you earlier. Come to me to redeem your merit points."

Upon arriving at the field, Wyatt addressed the crowd.

It took Wyatt over an hour to return half of the merit points they had wagered.

After distributing the merit points, Wyatt asked for directions and headed straight to the Moon Radiance Sect’s Hall of Merit.

The Hall of Merit in the Moon Radiance Sect was similar to the Hall of Merit in Hill Mountain City’s Main Mansion, offering disciples the ability to exchange merit points for various items... top-grade martial arts, saint-grade weapons, pill medicine—you name it, they had it.

Even items like Taoist Talismans and weapons engraved with Saint Markings were available.

In the Moon Radiance Sect’s Hall of Merit, as long as you had enough merit points, you could obtain anything you desired... Even top-grade martial arts, except for human-tier top-grade ones, could be exchanged for merit points. For those, disciples were only allowed to borrow them.

Borrowing them for a single time cost as much as thirty thousand merit points.

"One million seven hundred fifty thousand merit points... That ought to be enough for me to splurge."

Before long, Wyatt arrived at the Hall of Merit.

The Hall of Merit’s location within the Moon Radiance Sect was quite practical, situated right on the boundary between the outer and inner sect regions. This made it convenient for both outer and inner sect disciples to access.

"It seems the Hall of Merit in Hill Mountain City’s Main Mansion was modeled after this one from the Moon Radiance Sect."

Wyatt paused his steps, his gaze fixed on the Hall of Merit before him as he murmured to himself.

The Hall of Merit in Hill Mountain City was identical to the one in the sect apart from its smaller size. Even the intricate details were an exact copy.

After stepping inside, however, Wyatt soon discovered notable differences.

The sect’s Hall of Merit consisted of five levels. The first level served as a marketplace for disciples to trade items among themselves. Disciples could barter for merit points with their possessions or outright purchase necessities using merit points.

In essence, the first level of the Hall of Merit was like a small bazaar trading exclusively in merit points.

However, upon entering the first level, Wyatt quickly noticed that almost all its patrons were inner sect disciples.

Their identity was evident from the tokens hanging from their waists.

Because of this, Wyatt’s arrival went largely unnoticed.

During his battle with Sail Fenning, only a fraction of the inner sect disciples had attended the spectacle. Consequently, while Wyatt’s name was widely discussed in the inner sect region, many disciples had yet to see him and wouldn’t recognize him by appearance.

"I’ll browse the first level first and see if anything catches my eye."

Wyatt’s mind stirred as he thought to himself.

Most of all, he found the concept intriguing—disciples bartering merit points amongst themselves.

"Merit points hold far greater value within the Moon Radiance Sect compared to Holy Stones... In the sect, aside from human-tier top-grade martial arts, nearly everything is attainable with merit points. Holy Stones, on the other hand, are limited to aiding cultivation for sect disciples." frёewebnoѵēl.com

This was something Wyatt understood quite well.

Standing within the first level of the Hall of Merit, Wyatt began looking around, blending in seamlessly and avoiding drawing undue attention.

Scanning the area, he could see many inner sect disciples who had set up small stalls in the corners and along the edges, displaying various peculiar and unique items.

Many of the items seemed unknown even to their sellers.

These disciples put them on display for the chance that someone with discerning taste would purchase them in exchange for merit points.

"Elder Fire."

Wyatt contacted Elder Fire within the Jewel Tower and spoke, "Take a look and see if there’s anything here we can use to repair the Jewel Tower’s third layer... If so, I’ll go ahead and buy it."

Previously, Elder Fire had outlined the materials required for repairing the Jewel Tower.

However, those were only basic materials—the ones Elder Fire deemed relatively common.

There were many materials Elder Fire hadn’t explicitly mentioned.

Among them were extraordinary items like the Five-Clawed Divine Dragon’s Dragon Pearl, as well as the material Wyatt had successfully bid for during the auction at Hill Mountain City’s Marvel Pavilion, which had contributed to repairing one-tenth of the third layer.

After Elder Fire acknowledged the request, Wyatt began wandering through the first level of the Hall of Merit.

In a stroke of luck, Elder Fire managed to locate a few materials capable of repairing the Jewel Tower’s third layer—several of which were top-grade items. One material, in particular, stood out to Elder Fire as being even rarer than the Dragon Pearl.

"I don’t know why this item ended up here... but I’m certain this is a fragment of the ’女娲石’," Elder Fire informed Wyatt.

Nüwa Stone!

Up until now, Wyatt had only heard Elder Fire mention that there were materials more valuable than the Five-Clawed Divine Dragon’s Dragon Pearl.

But he hadn’t known which specific material it referred to.

Upon hearing Elder Fire name the item, he froze in disbelief.

What was the Nüwa Stone?

It was a legendary artifact from ancient myth in his previous life!

The Nüwa Stone was said to be the very stone used by Nüwa to mend the heavens.

Moreover, in one legend, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Monkey King Sun Wukong, was born from the Nüwa Stone.

Although Elder Fire clarified that it was merely a fragment of the Nüwa Stone, it was still enough to leave Wyatt utterly stunned.

Guided by Elder Fire’s insight, Wyatt’s gaze settled on a particular stall. Behind the stall stood a lean inner sect disciple, whose bright eyes brimmed with cunning—clearly the demeanor of a "wily merchant."

"This junior brother has excellent taste. The items here are all treasures," the inner sect disciple said excitedly, his eyes lighting up the moment Wyatt glanced at the stall.

"Treasures? Are you for real?"

Wyatt approached the stall and crouched down but deliberately avoided looking at the Nüwa Stone fragment.

The fragment resembled a piece of regular stone, rough and inconspicuous, placed casually in a neglected corner.

If not for Elder Fire’s guidance, Wyatt would’ve overlooked its existence entirely—the fragment’s presence was almost ridiculously unremarkable.

"Senior brother, are you trying to pass off these items as treasures? I just joined the sect not long ago—don’t try to scam me," Wyatt said earnestly, a cautious expression on his face.

"Just joined the sect?"

Hearing Wyatt’s words, the inner sect disciple glanced down at Wyatt’s waist. Upon seeing the token indicating Wyatt’s status as an outer sect disciple, disappointment flashed across his features.