Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

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Chapter 663 Kill The Demon

Naturally, they understood the significance of this.

The successor of Azure King’s will had appeared.

The identity of this person was uncertain to most disciples of the Crimson Sun Sect. They had only

heard rumors that a terrifying demon resided within the Crimson Sun Tower, and Quincey and the

elders were preparing to eliminate it.

However, before the demon hunt could commence, an unexpected turn of events occurred. A

successor of Azure King’s will suddenly emerged.

Quincey harbored a faint suspicion. That person could very well be Emrys. When I came out, there

were no other sect disciples inside the Crimson Sun Tower. Only Abel and Emrys were present. Abel

cannot reach the top level, so it is impossible for him to be the inheritor of Azure King’s will. Therefore,

it must be Emrys.

For this reason, Quincey felt increasingly astounded. He simply couldn’t comprehend it. Emrys is

clearly a demonic cultivator, so how could he have received the inheritance of Azure King’s will? It is

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absolutely impossible for a demonic cultivator to receive such an inheritance! Could Emrys not be a

demonic cultivator after all? What is the explanation for the overwhelming demonic aura he emitted

previously?

Even with a hundred thoughts, Quincey couldn’t find an answer. He decided to postpone the final step

of the Mountain Defense Formation and instead enter the Crimson Sun Tower to seek advice from

Abel.

At that moment, Abel, who was on the eleventh floor of the Crimson Sun Tower, was equally stunned.

The successor of Azure King’s will has just appeared, and he is right above me!

Abel was overwhelmed with emotion, almost on the verge of tears

These tower guards belonged to the Crimson Sun Sect, yet they also stood independent from it. Their

primary purpose for staying there was to protect the Crimson Sun Tower and await the arrival of the

chosen one.

And now, the chosen one had finally arrived.

The duty that had been passed down through generations of tower guards, which had fallen upon Abel,

was finally fulfilled. From that moment on, he no longer needed to remain within the Crimson Sun

Tower.

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In other words, Abel had gained his freedom.

Naturally, he was filled with excitement. I really need to express my gratitude to Emrys!

Abel firmly believed that Emrys could not be a demonic cultivator. Just as Quincey had suspected, a

demonic cultivator could never inherit Azure King’s will.

In the midst of eager anticipation, Abel quickly caught sight of a sleek, bare thigh descending the

topmost staircase. He eagerly approached, only to freeze in place the next second.

A naked bald man stood before Abel’s eyes.

This bald exhibitionist was none other than Emrys, and he seemed rather embarrassed.

Previously, Emrys‘ clothes had been completely incinerated when he devoured the spirit fire, and his

hair and eyebrows were scorched clean off.

Although his skin had healed when he received the inheritance of Azure King’s will, the idea that his

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body hair could instantly regenerate was highly unlikely.

Fortunately, Emrys‘ good looks were resilient. Even with a bald head, he carried it off with ease, to the

point where people could easily overlook his missing eyebrows.

Abel was stunned.

Emrys spoke in a monotone voice, “Old man, stop drooling. I’m afraid the more you stare, the more

inferior you’ll feel. Hurry up and bring me a set of clothes.”

“Alright! Of course!”

In the past, Abel was an extremely composed individual. Even when faced with the sect leader,

Quincey, he maintained an air of indifference, exuding an aura of arrogance that was simply

unmatched.

However, things were different at that moment.

Upon hearing Emrys‘ request for clothes, Abel couldn’t contain his eagerness. With a swift swing of his

arm, he tossed a set of oversized black robes towards Emrys.

“Huh?” Emrys gasped in surprise as he watched Abel conjure a set of clothes out of thin air. It

reminded him of the time when he had caught Athos abruptly changing his attire in a similarly

unconventional manner. It appears that these individuals possess magical artifacts. That foolish old

man possesses such a treasure, yet he never informed me. He spent so many years in

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