Chapter 214


    Right then, a man''s indifferent voice traveled over.


    “Isaac, stand up!”


    There was something strange about that voice—something magical about it.


    Isaac had been acting normally up until he heard the voice. The moment he heard it, it was as if he had


    been bewitched, and he stood up obediently.


    Just as that voice sounded out, two muscr men carried a wheelchair into the ce.


    A pale young man sat in the wheelchair.


    The young man was none other than Gabriel.


    The two muscr men were Chanaeans, and they were people who Gabriel had discreetly brought


    over from his home country.


    All Gabriel did was ask them to lift his wheelchair so that he could move around more conveniently.


    Therefore, what he was doing did not constitute bringing harm to his peers by colluding with outsiders.


    He was merely taking advantage of the loophole in the Divine Emperor''s regtions.


    Nevertheless, that matter was for another time. After Gabriel entered, the other bodyguards noticed


    something strange.


    The head of the bodyguards was a sturdy Remdik man. A cold glint shed past his eyes as he said to


    hisrades, “There''s something weird about him. Get rid of him!”


    With that said, he waved his hand and led several bodyguards to surround Gabriel.


    “Kneel!” Gabriel abruptly shouted.


    His bellow was as enchanting as the previous time, and it made those who heard it feel lead in their


    limbs and made them almost lose their bnce.


    Instantly, the bodyguards began to struggle.


    As if they were physically fighting with people, sweat beaded on their faces.


    A beatter, all of the bodyguards dropped to their knees.


    When the two burly men beside Gabriel saw the scene, they were dumbfounded. By the time they


    turned to look at Gabriel, their gazes were filled with fear and respect.


    However, Gabriel ignored their gazes and wheeled himself over to Isaac.


    As he stared at the other man, he muttered, “Sit down.”


    Immediately, as if Isaac''s soul had returned to him, his dull eyes regained focus again. It was then he


    saw Gabriel and the bodyguards who were kneeling around him.


    The look Isaac had on his face was as though he had seen a ghost. When he looked at Gabriel, hisThis is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    eyes were filled with terror.


    Meanwhile, the lights were still on in a famous hospital—built to resemble an Epean-style castle—at


    Yeringham despite the fact that it was already half-past ten at night.


    The moon that night was round, and its cool moonlight shone on the courtyard of Peace River Hospital.


    There were several lush trees in the courtyard, which, along with the moonlight and the white hospital


    lights, made the courtyard appear even more beautiful.


    Jonathan and Lah asked Raul to wait outside the hospital as the two of them went to Ranen''s ward.


    Ranen''s ward was located on the third floor in the intensive care unit.


    The duo were quick to reach the ward, only to find out that the door to the ward was closed.


    Jonathan knocked on the door, and soon, a Yartranian woman came to open it.


    The woman was in her forties, and she was Ranen''s niece—Kochava.


    Kochava, a curly-haired woman, was not beautiful, but she was much more graceful than other women


    her age.


    “You''re...” Kochava started curiously in Ustranasian when she saw Jonathan and Lah.


    Jonathan said, “We''re Professor Horowitz''s friends. We heard about his condition, so we came to visit


    him.”


    “My uncle has no friends,” Kochava coldly responded. “Who are you two?”


    Her tone was grim and stern, and any normal person would have been frightened by it.


    However, Jonathan merely sneered and said, “Do you know your uncle well? How can you say that he


    has no friends? Professor Horowitz''s already in hisst moments. He has no money and no power, so


    do you think we''re actually nning to hurt him or use him?”


    Jonathan''s harsh tone made Kochava freeze. She then dubiously asked, “Are you really my uncle''s


    friends?”


    “Move aside,” Jonathan ordered.


    Hismanding tone pressured Kochava to subconsciously make way for them.


    Thus, Jonathan and Lah were able to enter the room.


    Tubes were attached to Ranen''s body as the many on the bed. His face was covered in brown spots,


    and it looked a little terrifying.


    The professor had truly reached the end of his life.


    His eyes were tightly shut, and it seemed like he was asleep.


    Of course, he might be unconscious instead.


    Kochava walked over to Jonathan and said, “Uncle Ranen finally fell asleep. The doctor said that he


    might not be able to live for more than three days.”


    Jonathan asked in a low voice, “Are you the only family Professor Horowitz has?”


    Kochava replied, “Yes. My uncle has spent his entire life obsessed with King Sergiu''s treasure, so he


    has never dated or married. The people in our family ignore him too. I have respect for my uncle''s


    dedication, and that''s why I''m nning to settle his funeral for him.”


    At that, Jonathan fell deep into his thoughts.


    All of a sudden, he turned to Lah and asked, “Do you have extra Spirit Gathering Pills with you?”


    Lah nced at Jonathan and replied, “Yes. What''s the matter? Do you want to give one to Professor


    Horowitz?”


    “Indeed,” Jonathan answered. Lah agreed, “Sure. Although the Spirit Gathering Pill won''t be able to


    cure Professor Horowitz''s cancer, it''ll let him live for a few days more.”


    With that, she took out a Spirit Gathering Pill from a porcin bottle and passed it to Jonathan.


    While she was taking the pill out of the bottle, Jonathan was watching her. He guessed that she still


    had plenty of those Spirit Gathering Pills left.


    It seems like the Spirit Gathering Pills are selling like hotcakes and are a dime a dozen.


    As Jonathan handed the Spirit Gathering Pill to Kochava, he said, “This is a magical pill, and it has


    miraculous effects. I''d like to let your uncle take it. Perhaps his condition might improve, or perhaps he


    might not be able to stand its effect and pass away immediately. However, I''ll be willing to pay you a


    hundred thousand in Anndurn currency if he dies from consuming this pill. What do you think about


    it?”


    Kochava''s eyes lit up when she heard that he would give her a hundred thousand in Anndurn


    currency if anything went wrong.


    She was an ordinary person, after all, so how could she not love money?


    “We''ll have to sign a contract,” Kochava said. “I need to be responsible for my uncle.”


    Lah then took out a gold card and said, “Hold onto this for now. Its password is six eights. You can


    check it out right away, and you can take out twenty thousand immediately. That''s the limit for the ATM.


    If anything happens to your uncle, you can retrieve the rest from the counter tomorrow.”


    At that, Kochava became even more thrilled. Without saying anything, she took the gold card, turned,


    and left.


    The room was much more peaceful once she was gone.


    Lah walked over to close the ward door as Jonathan approached Ranen to feed him the pill.


    The Spirit Gathering Pill would melt once it came into contact with warmth, so they did not need to


    worry about whether or not Ranen could swallow it.


    After feeding him the pill, both Jonathan and Lah could only wait at the side.


    Right then, resentful feelings washed over Jonathan, and it was because of the Spirit Gathering Pills.


    Lah has so many Spirit Gathering Pills, but she''s not sharing them with me.


    That was what made Jonathan upset.


    Nevertheless, Jonathan''s heart soon skipped a beat when he realized that it was inappropriate of him


    to think that way.


    The Spirit Gathering Pills belonged to Lah, and she had no reason to give them to him.


    Even if she did, she would be doing it out of the kindness of her heart, not out of obligation.


    Jonathan realized it was indecent of him to get upset about that.


    After all, there was no free lunch in the world.


    He should be asking himself how worthy he was to deserve all that instead of questioning others.


    At that, Jonathan took in a deep breath and recollected himself. Shortly after, he was much more at


    ease.


    In the meantime, Lah had been observing Ranen. Naturally, she would not have noticed the internal


    struggle Jonathan had gone through a moment ago.


    Just then, Ranen finally began to react to the pill. His hand moved first. Then, he slowly opened his


    eyes.


    Hisplexion slowly improved.


    That was how miraculous the Spirit Gathering Pill could be.


    When Ranen opened his eyes to survey his surroundings, Jonathan and Lah walked over to him.


    Noticing that, he struggled to sit upright.


    Lah quickly took a pillow to cushion his back and support him into an upright sitting position.


    “You''re...” Ranen began in confusion.


    He could not recall ever seeing Lah and Jonathan, so at that moment, he wondered if he had


    dementia-caused memory issues due to aging.


    “Professor Horowitz,” Lah said in Ustranasian. “We''re here for King Sergiu''s treasure.”


    The moment those words were out of her mouth, Jonathan turned speechless. Although Lah was


    powerful in terms of cultivation, hermunication skills needed a lot of work. Being straightforward


    like that would probably upset Ranen.


    After all, Ranen was still a Yartranian. Yartranians saw King Sergiu''s treasure as something that


    belonged to them.


    Unsurprisingly, a look of displeasure crept upon Ranen''s face. He promptly said, “You''re not wee


    here. Leave.”


    Lah tensed up at that before an angry look shed past her eyes. She was an inner disciple of Divine


    Realm with a bright future, so no one had ever treated her so impolitely before.


    Yet, there was nothing she could do to Ranen—to a man on the verge of death.


    Jonathan hastily cut in, “Professor Horowitz, there''s a misunderstanding here. We''re not short of


    money, so we''re not here to greedily take King Sergiu''s treasure. Like you, we''re extremely interested


    in King Sergiu''s treasure. For instance, the Sinai Bible and the legend of the Third Sacred Temple.”


    However, Ranen was not convinced. He muttered indifferently, “These have nothing to do with me


    anymore. Please leave.”


    Still, Jonathan gave him a faint smile and said, “We can leave if you want us to. We''re young and still


    have plenty of time for research. But, Professor Horowitz, you don''t have much time left. You spent


    your whole life researching King Sergiu''s treasure but to no avail, and I don''t believe you''re willing to


    leave this world with regrets.”


    His words made aplicated look cross Ranen''s eyes. The mystery of King Sergiu''s treasure was


    indeed his eternal regret. He was unwilling to die like this, but death was something a fragile and


    helpless mortal like him could not avoid.


    Ranen swept his gaze across Jonathan and Lah before saying, “I''ve been unable toe to a


    conclusion throughout my lifetime of research. Are you telling me that you''ll be able to find something


    out in these few days before I die? That''s impossible!”


    “At the very least, you should impart the knowledge you''ve acquired in your lifetime to us so that we


    can continue your research. Perhaps God will watch over you and let us find the secrets of the treasure


    in yourst few days on earth?”


    A pauseter, Jonathan continued, “Professor Horowitz, do you believe in God?”


    Lah nced at Jonathan, impressed by his speech. She knew that he was about to begin bluffing his


    way through things again.