Chapter 202 Whose Head Was There


    Struggling to get back to his feet, Gilbert decided to stop cursing. Staggering, he took a look around the


    strange space with resentful eyes. Truth be told, Ricky''s heavy punch calmed him down a bit.


    Seeing Gilbert calm down was quite a surprise to Ricky. The "calm" Gilbert posed no threat to him at


    that certain time because the very moment he entered the Heaven Melting Pagoda, he was doomed to


    lose.


    "Hey, Ricky!"


    Gilbert yelled. This time, he didn''t call him a bastard.


    "It''s me, alright. Now, I think it''s time to put an end to this!"


    Ricky responded in his cold tone. He had no patience left in him and just went straight to the point of it


    all.


    "You want to put an end to this? Ha! You?"


    Gilbert snorted through his nose as he mocked the boy. "Correct me if I''m wrong, but aren''t we inside


    the pagoda you managed to obtain while you were in the Earth Fire ce?"


    "You''re right about that. But this was no reward,"


    Ricky retorted.


    "Thank you for bringing me into this pagoda then! It''s mine now!" Gilbert eximed with greed painted


    all over his face. Hearing Ricky admit that the pagoda was indeed his sparked up all of his senses.


    Everyone wanted to know the whereabouts of this specific pagoda. Now that he did, there was no


    letting go.


    Instantly, he activated his strengths that were of the fifth-grade of Bone Reinforcement!


    "I see that you''ve taken the pill. Otherwise, how can you have possessed the fifth-grade power?"


    Feeling his power, Ricky knew how Gilbert did it. It was brought upon by the magical abilities of the


    Young Wraith Blood Pill.


    "What did you say? How did you know about the pill?"


    Gilbert asked, his eyes widened in shock.


    "The day has eyes and the night has ears, Gilbert. I am no fool. Nothing is ever aplished without


    being noticed!" Ricky said casually. "Also, how dare you create such a terrible pill? Aren''t you terrified


    of the creatures that mighte after you and the innocent people of your n because of it?"


    "What a joke! What are you talking about? Terrible pill? Let me tell you something, kid! Only the strong


    survive! That''s thew of the jungle. Or are you too young toprehend such? If you''re weak, you


    die! The world is no ce for a wuss like you! You know what it''s like to be weak, don''t you? When you


    and your father got framed and kicked out of the Nan n... I''m pretty sure this memory haunts you


    every single day! You were bullied, teased, framed, and even hunted down because you were such


    weaklings! Do you hear me?"


    It was immensely pleasurable for Gilbert to talk to Ricky in such ways. He wasn''t nning on stopping


    so soon. "After all that you''ve been through, you seem to not have made that much of progress! Being


    kind and merciful are the traits of a weak warrior! A real warrior chooses growth in strength at all times!


    A real warrior can kill!" However, in the middle of his hate speech, he suddenly realized that there was


    something wrong. "How did you know about the pill?"


    Some important people in both the Nan n and the Bloody Gang knew that their constituents had


    something to do with the disappearances of young men and women recently. However, there were only


    a few who knew about the pill. There was no way for its origins to spread!


    ''Was he discovered?''


    Gilbert thought to himself, fear now threatening to embrace his entirety. Had Boris been discovered?


    Once Boris and his operations were discovered, the consequences were grave. Not only him, but the


    entire Nan n would be considered as an aplice to this crime. Everyone from all realms would


    be allowed the rights to kill anyone from the Nan n. It was going to be the world against the Nan


    n.


    "Like I told you; the day has eyes and the night has ears. There is a valley in the mountains to the east


    of Stone City," Ricky said with a sly grin on his face.


    "What? How did you…


    You know about the valley?"


    Gilbert blurted. He refused to ept the situation.


    Channeling all of his strength on his right hand, Gilbert clenched his fist and went straight for Ricky''s


    face. He knew this wasing. As long as Ricky lived, Gilbert would never cease to consider him as a


    threat. ''Kill him! Kill him! He must die at once!'' Gilbert thought, praying for his punch to put Ricky into


    the mud.


    The truth was Gilbert was overestimating himself. It was immense confidence that drove him to believe


    that he could actuallyunch an attack towards Ricky inside the Heaven Melting Pagoda.


    "Are you stupid? I beat you to the ground just a little while ago. What makes you think that you can do


    these things inside this ce? In case you''ve forgotten, I am the king of this pagoda! Don''t you


    understand that?" Ricky had a scornful look towards Gilbert. What was he thinking throwing that


    punch?


    Ricky took out his right hand, a me starting to form all over it once again. Not thinking twice, Ricky


    sent the me to Gilbert''s direction, hitting him with it. Again, Gilbert was tossed to the ground. He


    coughed loudly after the attack, spitting a mouthful of blood out.


    "Aren''t you aware of your situation by now? Your power is of no use here!"


    Ricky reminded him yet again.


    "No! This is impossible! This isn''t real!" Gilbert tried to get up and failed miserably. Sitting on the ground


    with one hand to support his body, he shook his head at the pain caused by Ricky''s me.


    The first time Ricky threw him to the ground, he only thought that he was unprepared. However, he had


    already put all of his strength into that punch. Yet, he was still unable to scathe Ricky. The truth hurt


    him indeed. He was of no match to Ricky. ''Is he really the king inside the pagoda?" he thought, still


    unwilling to ept his defeat.


    "Nothing is impossible, Gilbert. Denying the reality of this situation is what makes you a coward,"


    Ricky stated calmly. "To tell you the truth, I didn''t believe it at first. But, as time passed, I kept surprising


    myself with my own abilities.


    I never expected to possess such strength! After you destroyed my spiritual meridian, I never hoped


    again to gain so much energy. But I''m here, aren''t I? Standing in front of you who is helpless!"


    "You bastard! I am going to kill you. You are going to burn in hell!" shouted Gilbert. Ignoring Ricky''s


    words, Gilbert struggled to get back on his feet one more time. He finally did it. Forming another


    forceful punch, he threw it right into Ricky.


    "Alva, kill him! I refuse to let him be a block on my road to cultivation! We need not waste more time on


    someone like him!''


    Ricky sent a message to Alva through his thoughts.


    "Understood, my master,"


    Alva acknowledged quickly. The next second that came, a more ferocious me emerged inside the


    Heaven Melting Pagoda. It took the shape of a sharp de and flew towards Gilbert, beheading him.


    Gilbert was dead.


    Looking down on his lifeless body, Ricky let out a sigh of relief. The man who framed him and his father


    finally got what wasing to him.


    However, he wasn''t finished just yet. He still had Nate to worry about.


    Taking a deep breath, Ricky began to squint his eyes. "I''m going to make you pay, Nate!


    The higher your position in the n is, the more I''ll make you suffer!"


    "My master, I need you to be more careful. What if Nate has also taken the Young Wraith Blood Pill?


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    You know, he is trained by an innate spiritual king. I believe his strengths are not to be trampled with


    now. Let me kill him for you instead," Alva suggested. Feeling Ricky''s intense rage, Alva was worried


    killing Nate at that time was harder than ever. Hence, he offered to help.


    "I appreciate your concern, Alva, but I have to kill him with my own hands! What he had done to me in


    the past is unforgivable and had followed me wherever I went. Please step aside, as this is my battle,"


    Ricky ordered. Genuinely, Alva''s gesture was appreciated. But he wouldn''t allow it.


    There was nothing more that Alva could''ve done. Ricky had made up his mind. Once a warrior had


    been traumatized by another, the nightmares never ceased to visit his dreams and haunt him for the


    rest of his life. Alva understood this all quite well. Ricky had to kill Nate by himself to free himself.


    To persuade him otherwise would have been disrespectful.


    It was surprisingly a peaceful night in the Stone City.


    However, that peace was shattered into pieces by a sharp voice that echoed throughout the ce.


    Immediately, the people heard this and went out to check.


    To everyone''s surprise, it was a human head that hung high at their city gate. All the warriors in the city


    knew this face very well. It was Gilbert, the current master of the Nan n!


    It wasn''t just a dummy. It was his real head.


    Their n leader had just been killed. Whoever the killer was, they were sick enough to hang the head


    for everyone to see.


    "God, help us! What has happened?"


    Banters from everyone at the scene could be heard. All of them began to make their own assumptions


    and theories regarding the killer.


    "Had he not reached the fourth grade of Bone Reinforcement? I''ve even heard rumor that he had


    reached the fifth grade! His strength was almost immeasurable. How did this happen? Look, it''s really


    him! It''s really Gilbert!"


    "I bet the killer is someone more powerful! The weak ones wouldn''t get past him! He had always been


    arrogant. Maybe he offended someone really strong!"


    "It''s the men of the Sun n!" Someone noticed as a group approached the scene. "Now that Gilbert''s


    gone, they will definitely take over the Stone City!"


    Following the rest of the Sun n members was a young man. It was Rushton, who was a known core


    disciple of the Snow Sect.


    "Father!"


    Another voice that was filled with torment vibrated around the city all of a sudden.