Chapter 407: The Dawn of Retribution

The Dawn of Retribution

He had once believed his cultivation journey had already come to an end.

Now...

Everything had begun anew.

The overwhelming feeling of gratitude inside him became even stronger.

His gaze instinctively drifted toward Julian.

The young master sat calmly in his chair, sipping tea as though restoring a peak Gold Realm expert was nothing worth mentioning.

That composed appearance made Lucas’s admiration deepen further.

Not long ago...

He had regarded Julian as the greatest enemy of his life.

The man who nearly killed him.

The man who humiliated him.

The man who forced him into utter despair.

Yet fate had a strange sense of humor.

When everyone else abandoned him...

When the Obsidian Wing organization threw him away like useless trash...

When even death seemed preferable to living...

It was Julian who had extended a hand.

Not only had he spared his life.

He had restored his shattered nervous system.

Given him priceless treasures.

Returned his cultivation.

And even offered him the chance to become stronger than before.

Thinking about everything that had happened over the past several days, Lucas slowly lowered his head.

A bitter smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, he sincerely believed that serving Young Master Julian was the best decision of his life.

As for the incident of being forced to eat pig manure...

His expression became strangely calm.

Compared to everything Julian had done for him afterward...

That humiliation suddenly seemed insignificant.

After all...

It wasn’t even the first time he had suffered such humiliation.

There was no point dwelling on the past forever.

The future mattered far more.

Lucas stood up and walked respectfully toward Julian.

His posture remained humble.

There wasn’t the slightest trace of the arrogance he once possessed.

Stopping several steps away, he cupped his fists respectfully.

"Young Master Julian, I’ve completed my breakthrough. Shall we begin our revenge against the Obsidian Wing organization?"

A murderous light flashed across his blue eyes.

Hatred had never left him.

It had merely become calmer.

Sharper.

More patient.

Julian slowly placed his teacup onto the table before looking at Lucas with a faint smile.

"Alright."

His voice remained calm.

"You take care of Steffan. Last time, he managed to escape after breaking through to the peak of the Gold Realm, and I only managed to cut off his ’dick’."

A cold smile appeared on Julian’s lips.

Lucas’s eyes instantly lit up.

His breathing became noticeably heavier.

"Well done, Young Master Julian! Rest assured, I have nine ways to kill him! Nine!"

His voice echoed throughout the guest residence.

Every word overflowed with unconcealed hatred.

Simply imagining Steffan’s miserable expression filled Lucas with indescribable satisfaction.

A pleasant warmth spread through every pore of his body.

Cutting off that bastard’s dick?

That was far from enough.

Not nearly enough.

In Lucas’s mind...

Steffan deserved thousands of deaths.

He wished he could slice that bastard into sashimi and personally eat him piece by piece until nothing remained.

Only then would the hatred buried within his heart finally be satisfied.

Julian merely smiled.

He didn’t comment further.

Outside, the darkness gradually faded.

A pale golden ray of sunlight quietly emerged beyond the distant sky, dispersing the remaining night.

Morning had arrived.

Only a few hours later, the Obsidian Wing organization would begin its planned assault on the Old Martial Arts families throughout Valemont.

Time was running short.

Julian slowly rose from his seat.

His black hair swayed gently as warm morning light streamed through the windows.

Golden sunlight reflected within his eyes, giving him an imposing presence.

He looked toward everyone gathered inside the room.

"Let’s get ready."

"We leave for the Tyson Family in one hour."

Lucas immediately nodded.

"Understood, Young Master Julian."

Without wasting another second, he turned and walked toward the guest quarters to wash away the sweat and grime left behind by his breakthrough.

Julian also returned to his own room to freshen up.

By the time he finished changing clothes, the aroma of breakfast had already spread throughout the estate.

Inside the dining hall, Lina Ashford and Liza Voss were already waiting.

Both women had changed into fresh outfits after cultivating through the night.

Their refined appearances perfectly contrasted with the overwhelming cultivation pressure hidden beneath their elegant smiles.

Julian calmly took his seat.

The three quietly enjoyed breakfast together.

The atmosphere remained surprisingly peaceful despite the storm about to descend upon Valemont.

Only Lina and Liza occasionally glanced toward Julian, remembering the confident thoughts they alone had heard from him earlier.

Neither woman spoke about it.

Neither realized the other shared the same secret.

After breakfast, the three headed toward the courtyard where Lucas had already finished preparing himself.

His posture was completely different from yesterday.

Confidence had returned to his eyes.

The broken man who had crawled out of the pigpen had disappeared.

Standing there now was once again an elite expert.

Julian glanced around before speaking calmly.

"Let’s go, head to the Tyson Family."

Everyone acknowledged his order.

Julian nodded before leading a group of Gold Realm experts toward the Tyson Family.

This time, he intended to uproot every hidden force the Obsidian Wing organization had established throughout Valemont.

...

While Julian was taking action.

The business world in Valemont had already been shaken by a massive upheaval.

As the stock market opened that morning, countless investors immediately sensed something unusual.

A fierce financial battle had begun.

Led by the D’Aurelius family, several major households joined forces to suppress Blackstone Global Group.

The Ashbourne family of Silverhaven City also joined the offensive.

Billions of Euros poured into the market as they relentlessly pressured Blackstone Global Group’s stock price and every one of its subsidiaries.

As enormous amounts of capital flooded the market, it was like a massive stone crashing into a peaceful lake.

The entire financial world erupted into chaos.

Analysts.

Investors.

Business leaders.

Everyone focused their attention on the unfolding battle.

Just when countless spectators believed Blackstone Global Group was about to collapse...

A massive influx of funds worth billions suddenly appeared.

Like an invisible giant, it forcefully stabilized Blackstone Global Group’s collapsing stock price.

Then...