Chapter 384

Profound-grandmaster-level weapons varied in their properties due to their different materials. This dagger, for instance, was infused with Frostbite Poison. More importantly, the adept use of profound-grandmaster-level weapons could breach the protective energy shields of profound grandmasters. Moving up to earthly-grade weapons, they possessed a spiritual essence. Bondable through blood, they synchronized with their owner's intentions, enabling them to fight beyond their grades. Heavenly-grade weapons were a rarity in Drakon, said to possess consciousness and the ability to select their owners, far beyond the reach of ordinary Heavenly Realm Grandmasters. Then, there were the legendary divine-grade weapons, whose true power even Steven remained uncertain about. The Master Sage of Medicine once owned a divine-grade weapon named the Dragon Slayer Gourd, but it was long lost, and Steven had never seen it. When the Dragon Slayer Gourd was mentioned earlier, the Master Sage of Medicine's expression grew complex, hinting at reluctance to delve further. He simply remarked that should Steven ascend to the Divine Realm, encountering the Dragon Slayer Gourd would be inevitable. But for now, discussing the gourd was too far off. The Deadly Dagger at hand served Steven's purposes well. Steven was not too concerned about the Frostbite Poison. As a Miracle Doctor, he was adept at handling poisons. He just needed a means to inflict serious harm on profound-grandmaster-level experts. That way, the next time he encountered one, he wouldn't just flee. He could find an opportunity to strike back effectively. "Grandmaster Lewis, if you're satisfied, can this dagger buy me another chance at life?" Conrad finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he had narrowly escaped disaster. However, a deep reluctance filled his heart as he gazed at the dagger. The dagger was an item he had earned through significant efforts for the Silva family, a testament to his hard work and dedication. Now that it had been taken away by Steven, he felt both heartache and regret, understanding all too late that provoking Steven had been a costly mistake. "Your dagger? This was originally mine. What are you talking about?" Steven rolled his eyes. "What did you say? You can't just go back on your word!" Conrad grew agitated, muttering to himself, "Damn it, in all my decades of life, I've never encountered such a shameless person! God, please send down a lightning bolt and strike this despicable bastard dead!" "Why are you so worked up? Are you trying to scare me? I'm terrified!" Steven sneered coldly, picking up the Deadly Dagger, ready to finish off Conrad. It would be madness to spare Conrad now. He had only toyed with him earlier to see him scramble for his gear. Did Conrad actually believe him? At his age, his naivety was almost embarrassing. Being pursued by someone of such limited intelligence was a humiliation in itself. If Conrad was not the one to die, then who would? "I won't let you off even in death!" Conrad, on the brink of despair, attempted a final struggle. However, each movement sent waves of pain through his body. Lacking the strength for a surprise attack, he could only curse in frustration and helplessness. "Fool," Steven muttered, dismissing Conrad's futile efforts as he prepared to deliver the fatal blow with the dagger. Suddenly, Scarlett raised her hand to stop him. "You have the dagger now. Administer some treatment to him, restore his mobility, and release him. It seems he's realized his mistake. Besides, he's an old man, too pitiful..." "What? Ms. Fischer, you..." Steven blinked in surprise, wondering, "Release him? Treat him? Since when did I need to show respect for elders?" What was Scarlett up to? It didn't make sense. She had been the most ruthless just moments ago. Suddenly, he caught Scarlett's meaningful gaze and instantly grasped its implication. It seemed that to Scarlett, Conrad still had value alive. He glanced at Conrad and casually tossed a medicinal pill from his universe bag to him, saying, "Consider yourself lucky. Take this, and get lost!" Conrad hesitated to take the pill at first, fearing that Steven might have more torment in store for him. However, realizing it was just a simple bone-strengthening pill and with Scarlett present, he dared not refuse. Reluctantly, he swallowed it. As the pill took effect, Conrad felt some of his pain ease, restoring a fraction of his mobility. He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he had been granted a reprieve. Putting on another act, he bowed several times in a display of submission, struggling to rise and hastily attempting to flee. Just as he was about to make his escape, Steven suddenly called out, "Wait!" "What now? Do you plan to continue torturing me?" Conrad was on the verge of tears. "Instead of tormenting me repeatedly like this, why don't you just kill me once and for all?"