Chapter 150 Half of Pyrenees County? Albigensians Sect’s
Concession
“Daoist friend, what exactly will it take for you to let this matter rest?”
Seeing that Arius had not accepted the storage pouch, Grandmaster Severus remained
composed.
He fixed his gaze on Arius, his posture low and humble, yet his tone remained calm and
measured.
If Arius was willing to state his terms, then no matter how great the price, Grandmaster Severus
was prepared to accept it.
However, deep in his heart, his hatred for the sect master of Albigensians Sect, as well as the
two Level 2 elders who had threatened or attempted to harm Arius, had reached its peak.
If not for their reckless actions, even if Arius had deliberately caused trouble in Albigensians
Sect, he would never have been forced into such a passive position.
As for the hollow-eyed, emaciated man, he had to be protected.
To Grandmaster Severus, the hollow-eyed man’s importance was second only to Young Master
Bi Zhen.
At Grandmaster Severus’s words, Arius pondered for a brief moment.
Then, his calm voice rang out, making an audacious demand—
“As compensation, I want half of Pyrenees Mountain County’s territory, with Albigensians Sect
as the dividing line.”
The moment those words left his mouth—
Every cultivator in the Albigensians Sect was stricken with shock.
Even the three other Level 3 ancestors behind Grandmaster Severus could no longer remain
indifferent.
Half of Pyrenees Mountain County’s domain…?
That was a vast territory spanning over 100,000 miles!
Losing such an immense area would severely cripple Albigensians Sect.
Even though the half of Pyrenees Mountain County Arius demanded did not contain any major
cities or supermassive spiritual mines, it still housed a large population of mortals.
For a sect, the more mortals it ruled over, the greater its chances of recruiting prodigious
disciples in the future.
In short—
Albigensians Sect absolutely could not afford to relinquish half of Pyrenees Mountain County so
easily!
“Daoist friend, your appetite is far too large.”
One of the Level 3 ancestors finally spoke up.
“Even if you have a powerful figure from the Alchemy Alliance backing you, your own strength
alone is not enough to control half of Pyrenees Mountain County’s territory…”
Yet, even as he spoke these words, he himself felt they were weak and unconvincing.
With that token in Arius’s possession—engraved with the golden character
No ordinary Level 2 force or Level 1 faction would dare to oppose the De Molinos Clan, unless
they had lost all reason.
In fact, many of them would likely scramble to pledge allegiance to De Molinos Clan instead.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, even if Aragon Kingdom collapsed into utter chaos or
Mist Province plunged into complete turmoil, De Molinos Clan would still remain standing,
untouched.
If not for the parasite planted in their bodies by the Velmorian Sect elder, these Level 3
ancestors of Albigensians Sect might have even considered switching allegiance to De Molinos
Clan themselves.
Then—To the shock of everyone present—
Grandmaster Severus spoke again, this time without hesitation.
“Very well. If this will appease you, I accept.”
For a moment, the entire Albigensians Sect fell into stunned silence.
The disciples and elders had all assumed that Grandmaster Severus would never agree to such
a demand.
And yet—He had done so without the slightest delay.
Giving up half of Pyrenees Mountain County would indeed deal a devastating blow to
Albigensians Sect.
However, Grandmaster Severus had already made his calculations.
In the coming years, as Aragon Kingdom’s turmoil intensified, Albigensians Sect could be
destroyed at any moment.
At that point, territory would be meaningless.
Furthermore, as long as he survived and successfully completed his plan, he wouldn’t care
whether Albigensians Sect perished or not.
If the worst came to pass, he could simply establish a new Albigensians Sect elsewhere, reclaim
his authority, and once again sit upon his high throne as a revered ancestor.
With Grandmaster Severus’s final decision, none of the other elders or disciples dared to object.
In this world governed by strength, power was absolute.
And as someone on the verge of reaching the Level 4 realm, Grandmaster Severus’s word was
law within Albigensians Sect.
“As of today, I will publicly announce that, from this moment forward, half of Pyrenees Mountain
County—using Albigensians Sect as the dividing line—will be under the control of your De
Molinos Clan.”
“Anyone who dares to object will be considered an enemy of Albigensians Sect. There will be no
need for you to lift a finger—I will personally ensure their demise.”
“Daoist friend, would this arrangement satisfy you?”
After weighing the pros and cons, Grandmaster Severus made his decision swiftly and
decisively.
He did not hesitate to lower his stance even further, ensuring that Arius received the utmost
respect.
This would undoubtedly cause severe damage to Albigensians Sect’s reputation.
But so what?
He was already so close to fulfilling his plan.
The fewer unnecessary troubles and distractions, the better.
Arius was momentarily taken aback.
He had expected some resistance, some bargaining, perhaps even an outright conflict.
Yet, Grandmaster Severus had surrendered without a fight.
No debate. No negotiation. No drawn swords.
“Very well!”
Arius gave a slight nod before finally accepting the storage pouch from Grandmaster Severus’s
hand.
He would take both the vast territory and the resources—he had no reason to refuse either.
Having secured the agreement, Arius chose to give Grandmaster Severus some leeway and did
not pursue the matter of the hollow-eyed, emaciated elder any further.
It was clear to him that Grandmaster Severus highly valued that man.
Now that his objective in Albigensians Sect had been accomplished, there was no need to
escalate matters any further.
In the cultivation world, it wasn’t just about killing and seizing power—social maneuvering was
just as important.
Unless there was an irreconcilable grudge, one should always leave a path open.
Then, as if recalling something, Arius spoke once more—
“One more thing. The real reason I came here today was for an important matter.”
Now that he had gained enough benefits, his tone eased slightly, but he still referred to himself
as “this old man”.
Yet—Neither Grandmaster Severus nor the Albigensians Sect elders dared to show any
dissatisfaction.
To them, Arius was not merely a Level 1 cultivator—he was a representative of an influential
figure from the Alchemy Alliance.
Grandmaster Severus immediately put on a flattering smile and said
“Please, Daoist friend, speak freely.”
“So long as it is within Albigensians Sect’s ability, we will cooperate in full.”
Arius did not waste time.
He got straight to the point
His other reason for coming to Albigensians Sect was to retrieve Noah and an elder of the De
Molinos Clan.
This visit wasn’t just about creating an incident and solidifying De Molinos Clan’s authority—he
had also come to bring Noah back to the family.
Remaining in the Albigensians Sect had already become a major liability for Noah.
At any moment, Albigensians Sect could become a battlefield—a stage for the warlords vying
for supremacy, or even a battleground between righteous and demonic forces.
For a clan member with spiritual roots, Arius was especially attentive.
He planned to personally mentor and cultivate Noah moving forward.
After all, within the De Molinos Clan, only Noah and De Molinos Isabella possessed spiritual
roots.
De Molinos Isabella was still too young—not even three years old yet.
She was not at the age where she could begin cultivating.
But Noah was different—he had already reached the proper age to begin his path as a
cultivator.
In terms of cultivation techniques, manuals, and training environments, Albigensians Sect was
superior to De Molinos Clan.
However, until he reached the Level 3 realm, the resources within De Molinos Clan would be
more than sufficient.
Upon hearing Arius’s request, Grandmaster Severus agreed immediately.
A disciple with true spiritual roots?
It was meaningless to him.
Forget one Noah—even if Arius wanted to take a hundred disciples, he wouldn’t care in the
slightest.
If this had been before Albigensians Sect defected to the demonic path, Grandmaster Severus
might have hesitated.
After all, disciples like Noah had witnessed the sect’s allegiance shift to the Velmorian Sect.
But now?
Albigensians Sect’s betrayal was no longer a secret.
Even the Nether King had begun openly supporting the Velmorian Sect.
Anyone with eyes and a functioning brain could see what was coming
With the backing of the Velmorian Sect, the Nether King was poised to sweep across Aragon
Kingdom and crush all rival warlords.