Chapter 385

"What… What's wrong?" Conrad turned back, trembling with worry, afraid that Steven might change his mind again. The crux of the matter was Steven's shamelessness. He shifted his stance without remorse, rendering him utterly untrustworthy. "You can casually pull out a profound-grandmaster-level weapon. It appears that you have plenty of valuables on you. What else do you have? Show them all!" Steven behaved like a ruthless opportunist. Finally, when presented with a chance to exploit a profound grandmaster, he was determined to extract everything to satisfy himself. "I... I really have nothing left..." On the verge of tears, Conrad reluctantly emptied his pockets under Steven's threat. Soon, a heap of belongings littered the ground. Eventually, he was even stripped down to his underwear. Finally, Steven raised his hand, patting Conrad's shoulder as if educating a child, "Consider this a lesson. Next time you see me, remember to show some respect." Conrad thanked him profusely, feeling like he had narrowly escaped disaster. Despite his limp, he hurried away, fleeing for his life. "You got off easy, you Old Nuisance." Surveying the scattered heap on the ground, Steven found manuals on mystical techniques, martial arts, and even a few hundred-dollar bills, yet none held any value to him. Disappointed, he sifted through the items, finding only Conrad's dagger to be of value. Fortunately, there were other gains. "Using venom to control people, what a clever move," Scarlett smiled. "If you hadn't reminded me, I might have overlooked the opportunity to control a profound grandmaster slave." Steven grinned knowingly. Exchanging a single glance with Scarlett made him understand the situation immediately. Who said that Conrad's worth had been exhausted? He could still be useful. Coincidentally, Steven possessed some Heartstring Venom, a mind control technique passed down by the Master Sage of Medicine. It resembled an ordinary pill, yet with a mere thought, he could inflict excruciating pain on someone under its influence, ready to obey his commands at any moment. In plain terms, Conrad was now his slave. Steven refrained from revealing this to Conrad immediately due to concerns he might panic upon returning to the Silva family, risking exposure. When the time was right, Conrad would prove invaluable. Of course, simply having him kill Alfred Silva wouldn't achieve much. Even if Alfred dies, the Silva family would retaliate endlessly. So, the easiest plan was to use him to disrupt the Silva family's revenge when the time came. "Alternatively, I could take a different approach. I might sneak into the Silva family, drug Alfred Silva, and entertain myself with his wife right before his eyes! Maybe I'll even capture it on video!" Steven mused to himself, feeling quite clever. However, Scarlett merely shook her head. "A mere profound grandmaster slave means nothing compared to obtaining the legacy of the Master Sage of Weapons. I want you to focus on using him to secure that." "The Master Sage of Weapons? Does that scoundrel even deserve to be associated with one of the Three Sages?" Steven was dumbfounded. Throughout history, there had been legends of immensely powerful divine beings, three of whom stood out prominently in the Divine Realm. They were renowned not only for their formidable martial prowess but also for achieving the pinnacle of excellence in various other domains. These three were collectively known as the Three Sages. They were the Master Sage of Weapons, the Master Sage of Martial Arts, and the Master Sage of Medicine. Steven's mentor was indeed the Master Sage of Medicine. In the field of medicine, he stood unrivaled, achieving unprecedented feats that astounded his era. He had continuously refined himself with various medicines, enhancing his combat prowess to dominate even among the scarce few in the Divine Realm. He was acclaimed as the Master Sage of Medicine. The Master Sage of Martial Arts, on the other hand, was unmatched in physical prowess. Despite reputedly possessing average natural talents, he forged a unique path by eschewing traditional energy cultivation, focusing instead on honing his physical form to an unparalleled degree. Ultimately, relying solely on an unimaginably resilient physique, he carved his path and overcame all formidable adversaries encountered in his cultivation journey.