Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 3020

Uh!

Darryl faced Quincy's stern questioning sourly.

'Although Quincy is the South Cloud World's eldest princess, she seems to be quite simple-minded. The situation is clear enough to determine the truth, yet she believes that those Nine Saint Oracles are imposters.'

He observed Quincy as he explained slowly, "Haven't you all figured out the truth yet? Lord Kenny has deceived you. Those eight ladies are the real Nine Saint Oracles. As for Lord Kenny, he kept saying that he was doing it for the benefit of the Nine Mainland, but he was actually on the King of the Dead's side.

"Look around you. Do you know what place this is? This is the independent space inside the King of Death's Cauldron. The cauldron is a magical weapon from the Ghost World. How else could Lord Kenny have the item if he were not working with the King of the Dead?"

Ah…

The sect masters looked at each other silently.

At the same time, Quincy's beautiful face looked awkward. 'Could it be… Have I misunderstood the eight ladies?'

"Darryl!"

Then, a man in a green robe stepped out and asked Darryl, "You keep saying that they are the real Nine Saint Oracles. What evidence do you have to prove it?"

The man was about 30 years old, and he looked fine and educated, but his eyes showed his cunning personality.

It was Weston Stanford, the Multi Integrated Sect Master.

The Multi Integrated Sect was the second-largest cultivating sect in Mistloren, second only to the Jade Sect in strength. Weston, the Sect Master, had a polished and elegant appearance, but he was a narrow-minded villain.

Darryl had no grievances with Weston, but Weston grew jealous of Darryl, who had risen to fame in the Nine Mainland over the years. The disgruntled Weston had always looked for an opportunity to suppress Darryl, and that was an excellent chance to do that. Darryl took a deep breath when he felt the cunningness in Weston's eyes; he felt somewhat unhappy.

'F*ck! Is the Multi Integrated Sect Master mentally ill? I have explained it in great detail, yet he deliberately finds fault with me!'

Darryl replied indifferently, "What else is there to prove? The physique of a Nine Saint Oracle is different from an ordinary person. Earlier at the prayer altar, the vague patterns they showed on their bodies are something available exclusively to the Nine Saint Oracles—their Nascent Soul."