The Empire of Wilderness was located in the Northern Territory of Valenpool Continent. The entire Northern Territory had hundreds of countries, large and small, engaged in endless battles all year round. Therefore, everyone in the Northern Territory admired martial arts. The Human Emperor of the Empire of Wilderness was at Saint Realm. He lived in the Central Imperial City. His might of the Saint pervaded the entire dynasty, suppressing countless demons and devils and intimidating the world.
Riverham City was a third-rate city in the Empire of Wilderness. There were at least hundreds of such cities in the Empire of Wilderness. It was like an inconspicuous star in the night sky. Even if it were destroyed, it would not attract the slightest attention.
At this moment, in the training square of the Lawtons, Riverham City.
Countless young elites of the Lawtons circled in the training square. They were either in groups of three or five, or in pairs. There was admiration on their faces, and flattery in their gaze.
In the middle of these people stood a young man dressed in a brocade robe. He was around seventeen or eighteen, with a three-foot long sword at his waist and boots lined with golden threads on his feet. His flowing long hair was tied behind his head. He was talking to the people around him with a smile.
His name was Harold Lawton. He was one of the few geniuses in the younger generation of the Lawtons in Riverham City. He already reached the ninth level of Body-Refining Realm at the age of seventeen. He could be considered a rare genius even in the entire Riverham City.
At the edge of the training square, a young man dressed in a long green robe sat cross-legged under a willow tree. Compared to Harold in the middle of the training square, the young man seemed to be out of place.
The young man looked very handsome. His face had sharp edges and corners. With two eyebrows wrinkled slightly, he closed his eyes tightly and placed his hands in front of him. A faint spiritual power fluctuation emitted from his body.
His name was Trevin Lawton. He was the son of Ethan Lawton, the patriarch of the Lawtons. He practiced martial arts at the age of ten and reached the ninth level of Body-Refining Realm in two years. He had condensed spiritual power seeds in his body and became a Martial Master. His talent was terrifying and was praised as a rare genius in Riverham City. Thus, he attracted great jealousy from the countless forces in the city.
However, the good times would not last. Trevin's Ability Level suddenly retreated to the third level of Body-Refining Realm. In three years, it was difficult for him to advance an inch, causing countless people to sigh.
After a while, Trevin finally opened his eyes. The spiritual power fluctuations on his body slowly dispersed. He slowly exhaled and sighed softly. He sounded helpless, but his eyes became incomparably bright, like the bright stars in the night sky, dazzling.
"Harold, look at that trash sighing." At this moment, a mocking voice suddenly sounded. Beside Harold in the middle of the training square, a young man who looked about the same age as Trevin was looking at him with disdain.
Rex was one of the direct descendants of the Lawtons, the son of Trevin's fourth uncle, Rafael. He was at the sixth level of Body-Refining realm.
"Is he worried about the coming-of-age ceremony three months from now? That's right. This trash's cultivation is only at the third level of Body-Refining Realm. He always relies on his patriarch father and is used to the luxurious life of a young master. Now, he is going to be assigned to manage the family's property. How can he not be worried?" Another young man named Alex Lawton also said.
"Harold, should we go take a look?" Rex, who had just spoken, continued to speak to Harold. There was a hint of fawning in his tone.
"Of course, the genius of the Lawtons is in trouble. As a cousin, I have to share the burden, don't I?" Hearing Rex's words, Harold revealed an elusive smile and deliberately emphasized the word "share".
"Harold is indeed a caring person. It looks like this trash is lucky today. He can actually be helped by Harold. I'm afraid that even if he is expelled from the family, he won't have any regrets."
"Harold is worthy of being a genius of the younger generation of our Lawtons. We admire this kind of big heart."
Just as the group of disciples of the Lawtons led by Harold walked towards Trevin, Trevin stood up, dusted himself off and headed outside the training square.
However, Rex obviously wanted to make a show in front of Harold, so just as Trevin walked a few steps, Rex suddenly rushed in front of him and stretched out his hands to stop him. His tone was filled with endless ridicule. "Isn't this our great genius of the Lawtons, Trevin? Why are you leaving so early today? Do you know that morning classes have just ended? "
"Move aside!"
Seeing that it was Rex, who he hated the most, Trevin's tone was also slightly cold, his two beautiful eyebrows wrinkled.
Feeling the way Trevin treated him, Rex snorted coldly and said to Trevin, "Let's not do this the hard way. Harold wants to see you."