From Outcast to Overlord The Unyielding Heir (Leander Ashcroft) novel Chapter 601

Chapter 601 That Place

Chapter 601 That Place

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A beam of light dropped from the sky, materializing above the café without anyone on the street noticing. In an instant, a seven- foot–tall middle–aged man materialized.

The man wore a black robe and looked like a traveler who lived far away from the world. His entire body seemed bathed in a holy radiance, giving off an aura that made him impossible to approach.

The moment he arrived on the third floor of the café, several customers up there instantly changed expressions. Even if they didn’t know who he was, they could sense his extraordinary presence and silently retreated to the second floor.

Lucas and David both smiled as they lifted their cups in greeting the instant the man appeared.

“My friend, it’s been sixty years since we last met at Purple Bamboo Grove. I hope you’ve been well!”

The man gave a faint smile, flicking his wrist as a cup of coffee floated through the air, covering several yards before landing neatly in his hand.

“Sixty years is nothing to us. My old friends, I’ll drink first. You can follow as you

He finished speaking and drank all the coffee in his cup.

like.”

David and Lucas also tilted their heads back and finished their drinks. The three of them sat down in a triangle, as if by silent agreement, each forming one corner.

Master Malone–that was the man’s title. His full name was Soren Malone.

This name might have been unfamiliar to most martial artists in the Central Realm of Highcliffe, but in the Tiberran Tantric Sect, it carried a legendary weight. Among the nomads of Tiberran, Soren Malone was revered as a living immortal.

Soren’s hands were long and slender, almost feminine. They emerged from the sleeves of his robe as he poured himself another cup of tea. As he spoke, his voice carried a hint of nostalgia. “Back then, you two came to Tiberran in person to ask me to leave seclusion and help the Martial Alliance. In that King Phase war a century ago, the three of us fought side by side, defeating countless Western King Phase martial artists and matching wits with the Western Church and Arbitration Office.

“Looking back, it all feels as if it happened yesterday.”

He lifted his head, lost in memories of those turbulent years.

“After the King Phase war, the Martial Alliance was forced into hiding. Dragon Emperor, you retreated into the mountains. David went back to the Ancient Lingster Sanctum and lived in obscurity, and I thought I’d spend the rest of my days in Tiberran, immersed in martial study. I never expected that now, I’d return to the Central Realm, and the three of us would gather again.”

David and the Dragon Emperor exchanged a smile. Soren, like them, had once been a cornerstone of the Martial Alliance. Together, they led the organization, taking on the Western powers head–to–head. Those days of fighting alongside each other were truly unforgettable.

David turned to Soren.

“The reason the three of us could come together again, and the Martial Alliance could return to the world, we owe it to that extraordinary guy, Jeff. If he hadn’t broken through the barrier of the King Phase Accord and ushered in the new King Phase era, we wouldn’t be here enjoying coffee like this now.”

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Chapter 601 That Place

Soren arched his brow at those words. “Speaking of that, where’s Jeff?

“Weren’t you planning to invite him to join the Martial Alliance? Why hasn’t he arrived?”

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Ever since the Martial Alliance went into hiding, Soren had secluded himself in Tiberran’s Solara Palace. Over the past 100 years, he’d only emerged once during the Second World War to guard Astria. That act brought Astria 60 years of peace. Other than that, he had never left Tiberran.

Even so, he’d heard plenty about Jeff, the new prodigy in the Astria martial world. Even in the era when the old King Phase elites ruled, Leander’s feats would have been stunning.

“Jeff won’t be coming.”

Lucas shook his head. “I met with him today. He refused my invitation–he said he wouldn’t join the Martial Alliance or become the next Sanctuary Guardian.”

“Oh?”

Soren sounded disappointed. “That is such a pity. In the last 60 years

no one in the Astria martial world could match Jeff for strength, potential, reputation, or achievement. He’s the only capable candidate to succeed us, and the future Martial Alliance should have been his to lead.

“But his heart isn’t in it. He’s set on his own path, so there’s no forcing it.”

As a practitioner with more than a century of cultivation, Soren had long seen human nature. He’d never met Leander, but from the Dragon Emperor’s description, he could already grasp his character.

The Dragon Emperor glanced at the busy street outside. “For now, we’ll leave the matter of Jeff aside. He may not wish to join the Martial Alliance, but he promised that if any foreign King

causing trouble for Astria, he won’t show any mercy. That

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alone is enough.

“The reason I asked you to

come today is to discuss breaking of the King Phase Accord.”

At this, the Dragon Emperor’s tone grew heavy.

“A century ago, the King Phase war nearly wiped out the Western and Eastern King Phase martial artists. That’s when both sides agreed to the King Phase Accord, meant to restrain the King Phases fighters of this age.

“We all knew that so–called accord–never even put to paper–was little more than a gesture. At the time, I guessed it would be 150 years before the accord would lose its effect and we’d return to the era of King Phase martial artists.

“But I never expected a prodigy like Jeff to emerge. His show of force against the military brought the power of martial artists back to the world stage. The Arbitration Office used this as an excuse to openly break the King Phase Accord.”

The Dragon Emperor shook his head. “This came fifty years sooner than I’d predicted. My arrangements, my plans—they were all disrupted!”

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