Chapter 175


    Chapter 175 Three Small Matters


    Seeing Romona’s rare persistence, Finnegan simply couldn’t resist. He had no choice but to bring her


    to Nathan’s small courtyard.


    Throughout the journey, not a single servant or guard could be seen.


    Finnegan raised an eyebrow. “Why don’t I see anyone in the Wright residence today?”


    It seemed as if Romona was worried that Finnegan would run away. She tightly held onto his arm and


    replied, “Everyone has retreated to their rooms, and they’ve been instructed not to leave without


    permission.”


    After a pause, she added, “It seems that my granddad doesn’t want anyone to see your master. So,


    who exactly is your master?”


    Finnegan furrowed his brows. “I don’t know either!”


    Although he had taken Sawyer as his master, they had only spent a year together.


    Aside from knowing some of Sawyer’s connections, and the fact that he was referred to as the Eternal


    Medicine God, he wasn’t too familiar with any other details about him.


    Romona didn’t believe him and red at him. “You’re just like my granddad and the rest. How


    annoying!”


    It’s either they say they don’t know, or it’s unspeakable.


    Finnegan wanted to say that he truly didn’t know.


    Seeing the resentful expression on Romona’s face, however, he knew that no matter what he said, she


    wouldn’t believe him. He simply dismissed the idea of exining.


    Soon, they arrived at Nathan’s courtyard.


    Apart from Sawyer, both Nathan and Stephen were present.


    Additionally, there was a dignified elderly man with a smile on his face.


    Romona blinked, puzzled. “Grandpa, when did you get here?”


    The dignified elder was none other than Romona’s grandfather, the patriarch of the Quickwood family,


    one of the Five Great Families, Zachary Quickwood.


    Zachary turned his head.


    When he saw Romona clinging to Finnegan’s arm, his eyes lit up slightly. “Romona, are you in a


    rtionship?”


    Only then did Romona react, quickly exining, “No, I don’t fancy Finnegan at all. It’s just that


    Granddad wouldn’t let me go outst night, so I asked Finnegan to take me out.”


    “Oh… then why are you still holding on to him so tightly?’


    Zachary gave a smile full of profound meaning.


    Romona’s face turned beet red as she released Finnegan. “Grandpa!”


    Being teased in front of so many people was truly embarrassing.


    With a smile, Zachary turned to look at Finnegan. “Not bad!”


    The man was Zachary, after all. Finnegan naturally couldn’t take him lightly.


    He nodded slightly in response. “Old Mr. Quickwood.”


    His curiosity about the identity of Sawyer grew increasingly.


    Even Zachary had to stand in his


    presence.


    Sawyer smiled and said, “Zac, Nate, you two go ahead. I have something to discuss with Finnegan.”


    They nodded, pulling Romona, who wanted to stay, away from the small courtyard.


    With no one else around, Finnegan casually walked over and sat down, crossing his legs. “You old


    geezer he said, “I used to think you were all talk but turns out you really are as impressive as you


    im. Even Ol Mr. Quickwood seems like an elementary school student in front of you. So, are you


    going to share some of your glorious achievements with me? Everyone knows about it, but I’m the only


    one who doesn’t, and I’m your disciple. How frustrating is that?”


    Sawyer looked Finnegan up and down,ughing. “Not bad. You’ve recovered about sixty to seventy


    percent overnight. It seems that your self-detoxification over the past few years has fully activated your


    own recovery ability. As for my glorious achievements, I’ve even forgotten them myself. All I remember


    i that during those toughest times, I had once lent a helping hand to their grandparents and parents.


    When foreign powers united in an attempt to destroy the martial arts in Loang, I alone stood against


    them. establishing the status of Loang’s martial arts in the world for a century! But these are all trivial


    matters. They’re not worth mentioning. I’ve already forgotten them!”


    Finnegan’s l*ps twitched.


    He knew his mentor was impressive, but he didn’t realize just how impressive he was.


    However, his attitude left him speechless. “You old geezer, you call that forgetting? I suspect I’ve been


    yed by you again.”


    Sawyerughed heartily. “At my age, that’s the only hobby I can have. Don’t expose me!”


    “Then tell me, how awesome are you? I’m giving you a chance to show off properly!”


    Sawyer chuckled as he rapped Finnegan’s head. “You clearly want to know about my past, yet you


    pretend to y along with my antics. You’re bing more and more cunning.”


    Finnegan pursed his l*ps. “Since you’ve guessed it, why don’t you spit it out already?”


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    The smile on Sawyer’s face faded as he said, “My past is not worth mentioning. In the hearts of many, I


    have been dead for decades.


    “Four years ago when you left, you said you’de to find me and discuss something once I left the


    mountain. Can we talk about it now?”


    Sawyer stood up, his hands sped behind his back as he looked into the distance.


    “It’s just three small matters. First, gather theplete Primordial Pharmacopoeia; otherwise, you will


    never be able to fully master Fateful Eighteen Needles, nor reach the stage of perfect cultivation.


    Secon you must travel to Durbaine within a year. When the timees, Zac and the others will tell


    things that you need toplete. Third-”


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    “Hold on!” Finnegan couldn’t help but interrupt him. “Didn’t you say that once I left the mountain, you


    would pass on theplete Primordial Pharmacopoeia to me? But from what you’re saying, it sounds li


    you don’t even have it yourself.”


    Sawyer couldn’t help butugh. “Can’t you wait for me to finish before asking?”


    Finnegan waved his hand. “No! I promised Old Mr. Samson that as soon as you showed up, I would


    learn theplete Fateful Eighteen Needles to save his life. Aren’t you making me break my word?


    And why must I go to Durbaine within a year? What am I supposed to do there?”


    Sawyer turned around. “Indeed, I do not possess theplete Primordial Pharmacopoeia. I was


    unable t cultivate thetter part, so I divided it into three practicable techniques a hundred years ago


    and passed them on to three individuals.”.


    Pausing for a moment, he slightly narrowed his eyes, “The requirement for you to visit Durbaine within


    a year is not solely due to a task I need you to aplish. It’s also to ensure you uphold your promise


    to Jerry. Thetter part of the Primordial Pharmacopoeia, which is divided into three, is in Durbaine!”


    Finnegan frowned. “You old geezer, you’re really a piece of work!”


    Whether it was for theplete Primordial Pharmacopoeia, or to keep his word to Jeremy, he must go


    to Durbaine within the year.


    “But you passed them on about a hundred years ago. Will they still be alive? Where do I look for


    them?”


    Sawyer gave a meaningful smile. “Don’t worry. While they are no longer with us, their descendants still


    exist. Once you reach Durbaine, someone will tell you about it.”


    Keeping me in suspense again, I see.


    Finnegan rubbed his temples. “What else do you want me to do?”


    “You’ll know once you reach Durbaine.”


    Once again, it was a pointless question. Finnegan cursed, “You old geezer, you could have just told me


    to go to Durbaine within a year. Why all the unnecessary chatter?”


    Sawyer chuckled. “This is the third matter. I have brought you a little something.”


    Finnegan’s eyes sparkled slightly. “What treasure is it?”


    Sawyer reached into his sleeve and pulled out five unmarked envelopes. “I’ve arranged five women for


    you, so I have to deliver the marriage certificates!”