The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Soon, all the uninvited guests left the vicinity and only young martial masters and sects envoys were left.

Seeing the opportunity, Xavier said. "Prince Ezra, would you like to join our Spirit Devouring Mountain?"

The world around fell silent, waiting for Ezra Zephyr's answer.

But just as the werewolf prince was about to speak, the Holy Law Gate's envoy, Levos, suddenly intercepted. "Ezra, if you enter my Holy Law Sect, we will let you off for killing Victor Brownmane.

Moreover, you should know that my Holy Law Sect is currently the strongest in Naran Continent. Once you enter, you will naturally receive guidance and tutelage."

Levos looked down from above at Ezra, his tone appearing rather cocky despite the ruckus he created. From what he could see, he had already given Ezra enough face and even offered the latter an olive branch.

If Ezra had any brains, he should know what to choose.

The truth was that Levos had spoken these words not because he thought highly of Ezra Zephyr. After all, it was only a selection from geniuses of a tiny Naran Continent. He started to conspire against Ezra the moment later killed Victor Brownmane.

And the reason Levos gave such an offer was to avoid paying the damages, the amount was not an issue but the stain of disrespect that a 1st-degree sect had to pay damages to a 3rd world Kingdom was immense.

Ezra was like a single raindrop and the sects were akin to skyscraping bulky mountains. How could he possible threat them, it was just an excuse to kill someone they don't like.

However, this was only what Levos was thinking. The other envoys looked at Ezra as a being capable of turning the lower realm upside down. They were not even aware of his Martial Spirit yet he gave them such an impression.

But they couldn't recruit it as they have gotten 1 of the top geniuses, only Holy Law Gate and Duo-Mountain Sect were left to select the genius for them. That's why they wanted him dead instead of letting other sects have him.

"Heh, let him off? It's his fault for not being good enough and getting himself killed. Just who do you intend to not let off?" Xavier sneered.

Levos ignored him, merely continuing to look down at Ezra Zephyr.

Gaze after gaze all turned towards the prince of Bloodfang Kingdom.

Under the watching eyes of the crowd, Ezra chuckled and lifted his head to look at him. "I appreciate the envoy's thoughtfulness, but Holy Law Sect's requirements are too high, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to reach them."

After finishing, he looked towards Xavier and said, "I wish to join the Spirit Devouring Mountain."

His voice echoed across the area.

Levos' expression instantly turned dark and cold, fury appearing in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"Ezra, you can join Duo-Mountain Peak as well. I am ashamed for not recruiting you earlier." Orama finally spoke to him, his expression was genuine.

"I have made my choice." Retorted Ezra.

Orama tsked and continued. "Our sect is at war with Spirit Devouring Mountain, we took its position of the 1st-degree sect, that mountain of savages is dying. In 2 years, there will be an all-out war and only one of the two sects will remain. Be wise."

Xavier didn't say anything he just stared at Ezra, the prince looked at Orama and said. "I will be ready in 2 years."

Xavier grinned. "What a devil!"

Ezra looked at Xavier and asked. "Senior, can you make a sound barrier?"

Xavier's eyes twitched and he created a spiritual energy shell around the two of them.

"I announced that I'll join your sect but I have a certain condition, you also have to take all of my subjects. 311 in total, all have 5th grade martial spirit." Said Ezra.

Xavier smiled and said. "Why not, however, it's not 311 but 312." He gestured at Xyr, who was looking at Ezra with a calm face.

Ezra didn't say anything and cast his sight at Xavier again. "Thank you senior, what should we do now?"

Xavier said, "From now on, the two of you can be said to be the entry level disciples of the Spirit Devouring Mountain…

In a few days, I will bring you two out of this region of Guardians and head to the Spirit Devouring Mountain."

Ezra Zephyr hesitated for a moment as he turned his head towards the south, where the Bloodfang Kingdom was located.

"Are you worried about the Brownmane Empire?" Asked Xavier when he saw this. He had evidently found out pretty much everything with regards to Ezra Zephyr.

The prince nodded. Although his father had already been freed from the shadow that used to haunt him and was gradually recovering his strength, it was still not enough to put up a fight against the empire. Moreover, the Brownmane Empire's power far surpassed the Bloodfang Kingdom.

He had defeated Victor Brownmane and taken back some of the sacred dragon blessing. Once Emperor Bruce found out, he would definitely be enraged. Ezra was afraid that Emperor Bruce would turn his fury to the Bloodfang Kingdo., and the former did not wish to see a broken Bloodfang when he returned.

"I wonder how things are progressing with Mother Tree. Only if we could calmly spent few years and let the youth grow under the blessings of Mother Tree, the Bloodfang Kingdom's power would surely grow tremendously.

When that happens, we may not need to overly fear the Brownmane Empire." Thought Ezra.

Xavier lit a cigar with his finger, puffed out the smoke and said, "I will send someone to keep an eye on the Brownmane Empire, so you need not worry too much."

He then looked at Ezra. "Besides this, you should also know that Brownmane Empire is pretty strong, and has likely dozens of Nascent Soul experts. Your Kingdom on the other hand doesn't have more than 3 practitioner at this level. A single Nascent Soul expert is enough to change everything.

If you want your kingdom to possess the power to contend with the Brownmane Empire, you'll need power that matches the Nascent Soul stage."