The Medallion

Chapter 1020 The Fifth Grade Of The Supernal Stage

The calm smile on Laney's face wavered a little, but she stood her ground. "I know that General Marcia won't kill me. It's common-sense that people don't need to kill envoys between two fighting countries, not to mention that the two countries have already stopped fighting."

Marcia smiled appreciatively at her wit and then moved to take her overwhelming power back. She praised her sincerely, "No wonder Alyssa trusts you so much! It is not often that a normal woman, who is not even a spirit manipulator, can keep her cool in my presence. You are a very rare creature, and it would be a pity if I have to kill you. So, I suggest that you tell me everything you know. Don't test my patience, as I am sure you don't want to find out what happens when my patience runs out."

Laney didn't seem the least bit intimidated by Marcia's threat. She smiled pleasantly and took a sheath from her long sleeve, which she handed over to Marcia. "General Marcia, is this sheath familiar to you?" she asked.

Marcia only needed a single glance before recognizing that it was the Frozen Wind Dagger's sheath. She doubted her eyes for a second, so she stepped forward to get a closer look. "Where did you get this?" she asked, staring into Laney's eyes.

"Mr. Rookie gave it to me," answered Laney honestly.

"Mr. Rookie?" Marcia was confused at first because she didn't recognize the name. But suddenly, a powerful jolt passed through her body, as she connected the dots behind the name. This woman mentioned a Mr. Rookie, who must be Rocky, who was the same person as Basil. However, Rocky died a long time ago. When did he give the sheath to Laney, and why? Was there any message behind this action?

"General Marcia, I know that you must have a lot of questions running through your mind right now, but before anything else, I need you to know this: Mr. Rookie is still alive. He is safe, and he is staying in

the Timber Deity Empire right now," Laney replied, her tone soft and gentle as if she was talking to an animal that was easily spooked.

"What did you say?! How is that possible? I can't believe you!" Marcia exclaimed, her voice rising in pitch at every interval. She refused to believe whatever Laney said. Rocky was dead! They even held a tribute for him. Why did this woman come all the way here to tell her a poorly thought-out lie like that? What was she, and more importantly, her master, planning to do?

"Mr. Rookie is still alive," Laney repeated. Although she was speaking softly, her voice was firm and sure. She sounded like she was telling the truth.

"That's impossible. Sabina even saw his passing with her own eyes! How could he still be alive? What on earth is Alyssa planning to do? I didn't think she was capable of cruelty such as this! Did she think that I would believe such an out and out lie?!" Marcia shouted angrily, completely losing her composure. She was not stupid enough to do this, with only a single sheath as evidence, and the testimony of a woman she barely knew. Marcia had always dreamt that Rocky would come back, safe and sound, but this was reality. At that moment, she felt like she was drowning. Whenever she thought of Rocky's death, she would suffer an indescribable pain like thousands of arrows piercing her heart.

"Her Royal Highness has guessed that General Marcia won't believe it, but she said that you can prove it yourself," whispered Laney. She sounded like she was empathizing with Marcia's pain. After all, if she thought that Rocky was dead, she would probably be as inconsolable.

On the other hand, Marcia took a deep breath to calm down. She had dreamed that Rocky was still alive so often, and now, it was difficult to make herself believe that this was real. On the one hand, if the choice were hers, Marcia would believe Laney in a heartbeat. But on the other hand, she thought that it was ridiculous to waste her time on nonsense like this.

She turned back to Laney as a thought suddenly struck him. "I need to verify what you told me. If you want an answer from me or have to carry out whatever your master told you, then you have to stay here for a couple of days. But I am warning you! If I find that you are lying to me, don't blame me for what I will do to you!"

"I will stay then. If a couple of days aren't enough, I can stay here as long as you want, until the truth comes out. Her Royal Highness ordered me to stay here in the Imperial City anyway. When Mr. Rookie comes back, I will be working for him. So, maybe it won't take long for me to work with General Marcia too," Laney replied with a pleasant smile.

"Okay. I'll arrange a room for you." Laney's calm reaction reassured Marcia. She didn't look like she was hiding something. After that, she called her servants to take Laney somewhere that she could rest. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

When she was alone again, she immediately summoned her henchman and rushed to the Ji Clan, the second largest clan in the Holy Dragon Empire, and only second to the Ximen Clan.

Meanwhile, Rocky was sitting cross-legged in the lake's pavilion in Woods's mansion. Just as Marcia had learned from Laney today, Rocky was still alive.

In the past few days, he had been studying the pill. Of course, he had not dared to ingest it to be safe, as he was afraid that it would harm him. He reveled in the silence, as he dwelt on some questions that had been bothering him. First of all, he was not sure about the identity of the girl. Secondly, the girl had seemed to discover things by touching him once, as she had found out that another girl had rescued him before. She was Cherry. Rocky was curious about how this beautiful girl knew that Cherry had saved him. Moreover, she also knew that some of Cherry's power remained inside him.

That was why he had to be careful, but after several days' research, he found that the pill was indeed just a pill. He also analyzed its composition, and it could cause no problem too. The only strange thing

was that the spiritual power released by the pill was not reliable. Generally speaking, a spiritual pill refined by a spiritual race should have rich spiritual power.

At the thought of this, Rocky couldn't help but wonder if the beautiful girl of the spiritual race deliberately took some copycat goods to fool him. After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to try and put the pill into his mouth.

The pill melted as it made contact in his mouth like a piece of cotton candy. Then, it turned into a stream of clear water that slid down his throat and spread around his body.

Almost at the same time, Rocky felt as if his whole body's functions had been magnified infinitely, including his five senses. Every sound within a hundred meters reached his ears clearly in an instant, and the fragrance of various flowers in the garden reached his nose from more than ten meters away.

Not only that, but the meridians in his body were also rapidly expanding and shrinking, making the evil spiritual power and the Fire spiritual power in his body accelerate their circulation. It felt like a boa constrictor was squeezing and digesting him. Soon, the power released from the fourth layer of the seal, which was imprisoned by the spiritual soul container, was guided and continuously flowed into his meridians. It merged with the original evil spiritual power.

Rocky felt as if his body was expanding like the universe at an unknown speed. This feeling only appeared when he cultivated with Alyssa in the Magic Spiritual Spring. But what surprised him the most was that no matter how fast his body was circulating, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, he felt very comfortable.

In the twinkling of an eye, two days and two nights had passed. And when Rocky opened his eyes again, he found that he had merged the power from the fourth layer of the seal in his body to the fourth grade of the Supernal Stage. The speed of the fusion was astonishing, and it was second only to when Alyssa and he were cultivating together.

Moreover, Rocky could feel that the pill had not been thoroughly refined, and part of it was still in his body. If it was carefully refined, he could at least reach the fifth grade of the Supernal Stage.