The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 843

Vivienne's lips curved into a smirk, her tone casual yet tinged with disdain, “Oliver, that’s quite the bold statement. Are you implying that the Grimshaw family no longer holds our nation in high regard?”

Oliver scoffed, “The loyalty of the Grimshaw family to our country is not for you to question, little miss. Did you think that with the Perez and Ellington families backing you, you can do whatever you please? Today, after I deal with you, both the Perez and Ellington families will also be dealt with, and their downfall will be due to your foolishness!”

“Ha!” Vivienne laughed, a wild and unrestrained smile playing on her lips, “I’ve always considered myself quite clever.”

“Enough with your nonsense. I’ll send you to your grave right now!” Oliver declared, before striking at Vivienne with his palm.

Though his strike seemed light, being a fifth-level master, his attack was lethal. Vivienne would be lucky to survive, let alone remain unscathed!

But Vivienne stood her ground, unmoving.

Oliver sneered, thinking how foolish it was for her to believe that a simple protective shield could withstand a strike from a fifth-level master.

Ridiculous!

Yet, in the next second, Oliver’s smirk froze on his face as he stared in disbelief at Vivienne, then at Percival.

With a slight raise of his arm, Percival effortlessly dispersed Oliver’s power!

His action was as casual as swatting a fly.

But this was a supernatural power!

A fifth-level master had exerted almost eighty percent of his strength, how could Percival deflect it so easily?

Oliver, refusing to believe it, exerted his power once more, declaring coldly, “Seems I need to get serious.”

This time, he used all his strength.

But even then, Percival merely used his hands, not even bothering to move his feet.

Stunned, Oliver exclaimed, “What’s going on here?”

Percival, hands in his pockets, appeared utterly relaxed, “Forgot to mention, Vivienne thought I was getting bored. She had me practice powers with her, and, well, I'm not much to speak of, but I've reached the seventh level!”

It was an odd turn of events!

During their practice, Percival discovered he could easily master supernatural abilities without any prior training.

And his progress far outpaced Vivienne’s.

They found it utterly bewildering, so they consulted Finnian, a known wielder of powers who had forsaken his abilities since ascending Emerald Mountain. Only Vivienne was aware of Finnian's capabilities.

After examining Percival, Finnian marveled at his rare talent for cultivation, suggesting that Percival’s very essence seemed divinely modified. With serious study, reaching the tenth level would be easy for him.

The tenth level – such a distant dream for most.

For ordinary folks, reaching the third level could take decades.

And beyond the third level, each step required at least ten years, assuming one had peculiar talents. Otherwise, it could take a lifetime to advance.

Oliver was considered a prodigy, yet it took him years to reach the fifth level.

Finnian dubbed Percival and Vivienne as freaks of nature!

One, in her twenties, reached the fourth level in two months.

The other, in his thirties, achieved the seventh level in the same timeframe.