My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1780

One month ago, Bristol stumbled upon the tortoiseshell filled with spiritual energy upon this very mountain that had wild beasts roaming it everywhere.

It took Mondo three whole days before they managed to claim the mountain as their territory.

After half a month of exploring and researching, he concluded that it was highly likely this shell was left behind by an ancient godly beast.

Time passed by very slowly inside the shell, but his spiritual powers improved extremely quickly.

Practicing cultivation inside the shell for one day produced results equivalent to when he practiced for ten days outside the shell.

After 15 days of solitude, he had achieved full mastery of the early Profound Oriental Realm and was preparing to advance to the mid-Profound Oriental Realm.

Besides, he did not experience any setbacks when inside the shell. He could tell he would have no problem advancing to the mid-Profound Oriental Realm.

However, he had been rudely interrupted today.

He knew that voice well.

He absolutely loathed that voice.

Nash was the reason he was banished from the Limitless Sword Sect. Moreover, Nash was also the reason he was now being persecuted by all the major sects.

If Mondo had not come to his rescue, he would be lying dead in a ditch by now.

He had not managed to kill Nash because the Limitless Sword Sect had arrived at his rescue just in time previously.

Now, he had 12 Profound Oriental Realm experts under his command. He also had Mondo, whose skills were similar to a Legendary Realm expert. Moreover, he had the tortoiseshell left behind by the ancient black tortoise.

The Basalt shell had extremely powerful defensive properties, and its defenses could not be broken down even if someone who had mastered all the Realms of Tribulation tried to.

What right did Nash have to come demanding justice?

Who had given him the guts to challenge him?

Bristol had a crafty look on his face as he exited the shell. As he took a quick step forward, he vanished and reappeared at the halfway point up the mountain.

He clasped his hands behind his back and peered down at Nash, acting like a king peering at his subjects as he asked, “Is it just the three of you?”

Nash said calmly, “Why would we need a crowd just to kill you, bastard?”

Bristol threw his head back and laughed loudly before he jeered, “How dare you speak so pompously when you’ve only just achieved the Mystique Loyalty Realm? You truly don’t know what’s best for you.”