Chapter 290


    After breakfast, Jennifer cleared the table.


    It was then that Jonathan took a call from Richard.


    “Jonathan, where are you?” Richard asked. Despite his solemn tone, he didn''t reveal the rest of his


    emotions.


    Jonathan replied respectfully, “Master, I''m in Chanaea.”


    “Did something happen? Don''t hold anything back. I''m here to support you.”


    Warmed by the concern Richard showed, Jonathan answered, “Something has indeed urred, but I


    can take care of it myself, Master.”


    Cognizant of how headstrong Jonathan was, Richard knew that there was no point in forcing him.


    Letting out a sigh, he reminded, “In that case, be careful.”


    “I will, Master!”


    Richard subsequently inquired, “What about the Longevity Pill? Did Edward ept it?”


    “No, it''s still in my hands.”


    “You should use it for your own purposes then. Now that you have achieved Celestial Soul, you''ll need


    more elixir pills.”


    “Thank you, Master.”


    “All right then, that''s all.” With that, Richard ended the call.


    In truth, Jonathan was grateful to Richard for showing him great concern even though both of them


    didn''t know each other well. Given that thetter kept his word to Lance, Jonathan felt that Richard was


    a true gentleman indeed.


    Once the call ended, Jonathan put away his phone.


    Meanwhile, Jennifer, who was done cleaning up, came in from the outside.


    When she saw Jonathan staring nkly into space, she walked up to him and asked, “What are you


    thinking about?”


    Breaking into a smile, he held her hand as he replied, “I was thinking about you.”


    His words caused Jennifer to blush. Even though she knew he was teasing her, it didn''t stop her from


    relishing in the romance.


    “I''m serious,” she subsequently added.


    Jonathan went on to exin, “I realized that there''s a limit to what I can do alone. Instead, I should


    develop my own faction, just like Edward. As long as I remain a member of Divine Realm, I''m bound to


    its rules and leadership. However, if I were to one day establish my own faction that can rival the Divine


    Realm in power, there would be no one to stop me.”


    That was the issue he had been pondering about thest few days.


    Jennifer''s eyes lit up as shemented excitedly, “I''m sure you''ll be able to achieve what you set up to


    do.” Her blind admiration of Jonathan gave her absolute confidence in him.


    Other that a faint smile, Jonathan didn''t respond further. He felt it pointless to discuss the topic with her,


    for he was well aware of how challenging his goal was.


    So what if it''s close to impossible? Am I to back down just like that?


    Also, it wasn''t lost upon him that relying on the elixir pills from Divine Realm for progress was just too


    slow.


    If I can make the pills myself, I''ll be able to significantly elevate my cultivation level.


    Unfortunately, dabbling in alchemy was an extremely difficult endeavor.


    Even Divine Realm had spent years and countless resources to get where they were. With that thought


    in mind, Jonathan realized that starting from scratch wasn''t a feasible n.


    That was when he thought of Mabel, whose authority allowed her ess to the country''s resources. It


    was necessary for him to leverage them to achieve his objective.


    Once he made up his mind, a sense of calm descended upon his heart.


    “Jennifer, I''ll be making a trip to Yaleview,” Jonathan informed her.


    Cognizant that he had business to attend to, she asked, “When will you be leaving?”


    “Book me on a flight to Yaleview as soon as possible,” Jonathan answered.


    Jennifer acknowledged his instructions, “Sure.”


    Now that her position was different, she didn''t need to book the flight ticket herself. Instead, she gave


    her assistant a call and ordered thetter to do so. Once the arrangement was made, Jennifer asked,


    “Aren''t you going to visit Yasmin and Jessy?”


    “At the next opportunity but not this time.”


    “All right then.”


    A short whileter, the assistant called Jennifer back. “Ms. Hoffman, I''ve booked the flight for twelve


    noon. Mr. Lawson can retrieve the ticket with his ID card.”


    Jennifer replied, “Got it, thank you.”


    The assistant added, “I was just doing my duty, Ms. Hoffman. Anyway, that''s all from me.”


    Once the call ended, Jennifer informed Jonathan, “Your flight is at twelve noon.”


    Checking the time, Jonathan realized it was already nine. A devilish smile suddenly emerged on his


    face as he remarked, “We still have two hours. Let''s not let it go to waste.”


    His hint wasn''t lost upon Jennifer as her cheeks blushed in response. “That''s none of my business.”


    Bursting intoughter, Jonathan teased, “I''m afraid it isn''t up to you.” No sooner had he spoken than he


    pounced on her, just like a predator.


    By the time it was twelve noon, Jennifer had sent Jonathan off to the airport, where he had boarded his


    flight to Yaleview.


    Three hourster, thetter arrived at Yaleview International Airport.


    With clear skies and the sun shining brightly, the weather in the city was perfect.


    Jonathan gave Catherine a call upon emerging from the terminal.


    Before doing so, he had already collected his thoughts.


    With regard to his rtionship with Jennifer, he had adopted an objective perspective on it. He knew


    that being indecisive would only deepen the shame.


    Meanwhile, he could still sense Catherine''s delight despite the cold reception she gave him.


    He subsequently informed her that he was back in Yaleview and would return to the Harrington


    mansion once he attended to some business, to which Catherine acknowledged.


    Upon ending the call, he proceeded to dial Mabel''s number.


    The call took a long while to connect, and Jonathan was surprised when it was someone else who


    answered.


    The voice belonged to a middle-aged man.


    Thus, Jonathan wondered, Can it be her father? He then spoke in a respectful tone. “Hello, I''m Mabel''s


    friend. May I know where she is?”


    “Who are you?” the man demanded.


    When Jonathan responded with his name, the man''s voice revealed a faint sense of excitement. “You


    couldn''t have called at a better time. How did we end up forgetting about you?”


    Jonathan was baffled by thement.


    The man continued, “I''m Jeff Yount from the Department of National Security. Jonathan, Mabel is in a


    life-threatening condition now, and we need your elixir pills. Without them, I''m afraid she''ll die in three


    days.”


    All color was drained from Jonathan''s face, for he and Mabel were friends who were willing toy down


    their lives for each other. Therefore, the news that she was in trouble caused his heart to sink.


    “Where is she? I''ll go over at once,” Jonathan replied.


    “Are you in Yaleview too?” Jeff was pleasantly surprised.


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    “That''s right.”


    “Why don''t I arrange for someone to pick you up? Where are you now?”


    Well aware that Mabel''s location was currently ssified, Jonathan answered, “I''m at Yaleview


    International Airport.”


    “I''ll send someone right away.” After a momentary hesitation, he inquired, “Do you have an elixir pill


    with you? At the very least, it has to be an Immortal Pill.”


    Briefly stunned by the request, Jonathan grew wary. “I don''t have any on me right now. We''ll talk about


    the elixir pills once I have a better picture of her condition.”


    Well aware that Jonathan was being prudent, Jeff didn''t press his case. “All right then.”


    At three in the afternoon, a ck Beetle came to a halt right in front of Jonathan.


    After that, a young man in a ck suit and sunsses alighted from it. He greeted Jonathan cordially,


    “Mr. Lawson, please get in.”


    Nodding in acknowledgment, Jonathan entered the car without another word.


    Naturally, the young man followed suit.


    When the Beetle finally arrived at the entrance of Pearl Building half an hourter, the young man


    ushered Jonathan inside.


    Upon entering the elevator, the young man activated the elevator. He proceeded to input a code that


    granted the elevator ess to even more floors.


    Initially, it could only go one floor down to the underground parking, but now, it was capable of traveling


    three floors down.


    That was where Jonathan and the young man were headed together.


    Upon their arrival, Jonathan exited together with the young man.


    He was greeted by the sight of a grand hall that was illuminated with ring white lights.


    There was an octagonal formation right in the center of the hall, and the surroundings were decorated


    with wind chimes, wooden swords, and other magical items.


    From the air in the room, one could feel the waves of mana flowing from the formation.


    The surroundings intrigued Jonathan. What sort of ce is this?


    The young man exined, “Chief Sandler is in the meditation room. This way, please.”


    After suppressing the curiosity within him, Jonathan nodded in acknowledgment.


    Upon their arrival, Jonathan was greeted by a quiet room with gentle lighting.


    Mabel—covered with a thin nket—was lying unconscious on the bed in the center of the room.


    Sitting by her bedside was a middle-aged man who was none other than Jeff.


    As an important figure within the Department of National Security, he was dressed in a robe with his


    hair tied into a bun.


    Other than looking like someone who practiced Destino Art, he exuded the aura of an immortal.


    The sight of Jonathan brought a smile to his face. “Mr. Lawson, you''re finally here.”


    Worried about Mabel, Jonathan rushed up to her side.


    All he saw were her eyes tightly shut and her face devoid of color.


    Moreover, he could sense an air of suffocating dark energy being emitted from her body.


    As a single nce was enough for him to grasp the seriousness of her condition, he asked Jeff at


    once, “How did she end up this way?”


    After dismissing the young man who brought Jonathan there, Jeff exined, “I believe that Mabel has


    told you about the mysterious spate of deaths among babies that have urred recently in Yaleview.”


    Jonathan nodded. “Indeed she has.”


    Jeff rted, “Therein lies the problem. The culprit is someone named Infant King—a demon who


    existed three hundred years ago. Given that it wielded a tremendous amount of mana, it wanted to be


    reincarnated into a new baby after its death. Little did it expect the fetus it reincarnated in to die


    prematurely. Therefore, afterbining its viciousness and the fetus'' resentment aura, it evolved into a


    baby ghost. Ever since then, it has been absorbing the resentment aura of baby ghosts for thest


    three hundred years. Later on, it began recruiting them as subordinates before finally calling itself Infant


    King.”


    Listening earnestly, Jonathan could tell that Infant King wasn''t someone to be trifled with.


    “What happened after that?” he asked.


    Jeff continued, “When Infant King lost control of itself while cultivating, it came to Yaleview and began


    rampaging through the city. As fate would have it, its end was near. After Mabel and I discovered its


    location, I struck him down and defeated him. Unfortunately, in his defiance, he injected the dark


    energy within him into Mabel before infiltrating her body.”