From Outcast to Overlord The Unyielding Heir (Leander Ashcroft) novel Chapter 600

Chapter 600 Three Giants of Martial Alliance

“I think we’ve talked enough. As for this Sanctuary Guardian business, you should find someone else.”

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Leander kept one hand in his pocket, striding off with a casual ease, Celia following behind. As he spoke, he’d already walked out of the airport, never looking back at the Dragon Emperor.

The brooch stayed in the Dragon Emperor’s palm. His expression froze, carrying a trace of surprise.

Leander’s attitude was far beyond what he’d expected.

He froze for more than ten seconds. After Leander’s figure disappeared from view, he suddenly let out a quiet laugh, put the brooch away, and turned to leave in the opposite direction. A single line of sound traced through the air, chasing after Leander.

“Jeff, we will meet again. Remember my name!

“My name is Lucas Vaughn!”

Once he’d finished, it was as if he’d vanished into thin air. No one at the enormous airport noticed as he simply disappeared.

“Lucas Vaughn?”

Outside the airport, Leander murmured the name softly, committing it to memory. This was the first time he’d ever learned the Dragon Emperor’s true name.

Lucas dressed plainly and had an ordinary face. By rights, a middle–aged man like himshould have been the sort of person no one would ever remember after a glance.

But he radiated a strange and commanding presence naturally. People couldn’t help but glance his way. As he walked, nearly every passerby he brushed past would turn for a lingering look.

Lucas kept his eyes straight ahead, hands behind his back, until he arrived at a café in Highcliffe.

The café had an old–fashioned, antique look, with classic décor everywhere. It had clearly been around for years. The customers inside were sparse and quiet, the huge lobby holding fewer than ten people.

Lucas went straight up to the third floor. At a street–facing table sat an elderly monk, his eyes were closed, and he was softly murmuring some prayer, one hand upright at his chest.

This was David, the head of the Ancient Lingster Sanctum.

As Lucas reached the top of the stairs, David happened to open his eyes, his face wearing a smile.

“Well?

“Does he have what it takes?”

He was straight to the point, asking what he wanted to know.

Lucas sat down, took a sip of tea, and the corners of his mouth lifted again.

“David, you once took my request and met him in Highcliffe. You even traded a blow with him. You didn’t go all out that time, but you know what kind of man Jeff is. Do you really need to ask me that?”

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Chapter 600 Three Giants of Martial Alliance

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“Ha!”

David threw his head back and laughed, looking nothing like an enlightened monk he should be.

After a couple of laughs, he lowered his head, expression turning serious.

“It’s been two months since I last met him in Highcliffe. His cultivation was extremely strong then, and he was able to rank top among the Transcendent Realm fighters, but he was still a long way from a true King Phase fighter!

“But today you met with him again. I want to know your opinion of him.”

He fixed Lucas with a steady gaze, waiting for his answer. He knew well that Lucas‘ meeting with Leander would shape the future of the Martial Alliance and the eastern martial world.

“Today I had a brief exchange with him. In terms of raw strength, he’s already the equal of a King Phase who’s trained for a century -maybe even better than some of the old King Phase fighters.”

David had expected as much, but hearing it directly from the Dragon Emperor still shook him.

The last time he met Leander was two months ago. At that time, he had intervened to stop the Grandmaster of the Wanda Sect, Galen, from blowing himself up, and ended up exchanging blows with Leander.

At that time, Leander clearly hadn’t reached this level. Yet in just two months, he’d grown into someone who could rival a century- old King Phase fighter. Such talent and cultivation made him an unmatched prodigy.

With even the Dragon Emperor so unequivocal, David understood at last–after a century of their hidden existence, Astria had produced another extraordinary genius.

Lucas poured David a cup of coffee, his eyes growing distant, a tinge of awe in his voice. “If we’re talking about pure talent… three of me wouldn’t equal one Jeff!”

Hearing Lucas‘ unexaggerated praise, David fell silent.

Clearly, he had underestimated Leander’s potential!

Lucas might have an utterly plain face, but his strength was unmatched. He’d thwarted countless foreign masters who tried to invade Highcliffe. Not even double–digit King Phases sent by the Arbitration Office or Western Church could take him down–he’d always broken through.

Lucas‘ pride was sky–high.

But now, he spoke with a rare note of conviction, sincerely praising a junior much younger than him. In all the hundred years David had known Lucas, he’d never seen Lucas acting like this.

Even when Gareth shook the Astria martial world at the age of 35, the Dragon Emperor hadn’t said a word. But Leander had caught his eye the moment he debuted–he’d watched his every step, even meeting him in person and passing on a message.

Such treatment was as good as announcing Leander as his next successor. David could hardly imagine a prodigy under twenty inspiring this from the Dragon Emperor. “Are you truly set on having Jeff take your place?”

David pressed.

Lucas nodded lightly, not exaggerating at all. “Astria–no, the whole world–has never seen a genius like this, not in all of history.

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