The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Don't be so formal to me, Mr. Lv. You can just callAustin," Austin said to Brady.

Brady was at least a few hundred thousand years old. Besides that, his real strength was unfathomable.

Because of that, Austin had so much respect for him even though he had becBrady's master.

"As you said so, master," Brady agreed with a nod.

He was satisfied with the way Austin had treated him.

He still called him master because he got used to that. In the past, he had always addressed Kevin as master.

"Now, I'm going to tell you sthings about the Slave Tower.

This tower has nine different independent spaces. Each of them is a prison for different slaves.

The slaves were comprised of thirty thousand sand men, thirty thousand diabolic beasts, five thousand dead soldiers, ten thousand

demonic plants and five thousand puppets.

Their power could be equal to that of the cultivators whose cultivation base ranges from the Emperor Realm to the Divine Bridge

Realm.

Since you are the one who refined this tower, you are now their rightful master,"

Brady explained.

"What? All of them?"

Brady's words left Austin thrilled. He was now the master of all of the slaves!

‘That means that | have eighty thousand slaves.

And many of them are as strong as Divine Bridge Realm cultivators, ' Austin thought as his heart hammered in his chest.

If Brady had not been around, he would jump in excitement.

"Master, there is one important thing that you need to know. If these slaves get killed in the tower, they could cback to life.

However, if they die outside the tower, there is no way to resurrect them,"

Brady added.

"l see,"

Austin responded as he nodded his head.

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'This tower has a history that goes back a few hundred thousand years in the East Mainland. Young cultivators go inside it to train

themselves every one hundred years.

Because these slaves can be brought back to life, there are still so many of them here.

If there was no way to resurrect them, they would have already been killed by cultivators who enter the tower and perished

forever, ' Austin speculated.

"Well, master, now that you had been chosen as the candidate for the Protector, the Slave Tower has finished its mission.

That means that the trial is over.

Many cultivators are still inside the tower. Please transport them out of here,"

Brady requested.

"Got it,"

Austin replied with a nod.

Many disciples from the three holy lands, the three prominent families, the Kirin Sect, and the Blue Sect were still in the tower.

Austin wanted to lock them up in the Slave Tower.

But after scareful thoughts, he gave up his plan. After all, Kevin used the Slave Tower to select the candidate for the Protector.

He knew that Kevin might be displeased if he imprisoned them in the tower.

Hence, Austin decided to transport all the young cultivators, including those from the seven sects, out of the Slave Tower.

He planned to deal with them outside the tower.

As soon as Austin communicated with the tower, all the cultivators in the tower received a message in their Soul Seas at the same

time.

"Hello everyone, the trial cto an end in advance.

You will all be transported out, right now."

"What? The trial is over? That fast?"

"What the heck is going on?

Isn't the Spiritual Tower open for ten days?

There are still four days left."

Plenty of cultivators began exclaiming as they complained with confused expressions on their faces.

Soon after, a teleportation force enveloped all the young cultivators in the tower.

In just a flash, all the cultivators were transported back to the square outside the tower.

They stood in front of the tower with baffled expressions. They began speculating and talking about what was going on. Everybody

refused to leave without knowing the reason for their early dismissal.

In the Slave Tower, Austin unleashed his spiritual sense to perceive the whole tower.

Moments later, he secured that all the cultivators had been transported out of the tower.

"Oh, how many enlightening crystals and spiritual crystal are left in the tower?"

Austin inquired curiously.

'Each tthe cultivators enter the tower for a trial, they will be rewarded with enlightening crystals or spiritual crystals."

"About one billion enlightening crystals and thirty million spiritual crystals are in there.

They are all your property now, master.

You can take them any time,"

Brady replied.

Austin's heart skipped a beat in sheer happiness.

'Oh my god! I'm a rich man now!"

he exclaimed out loud in his mind.

Although he was elated, his face did not reveal anything.

"I plan to refine sspiritual crystals," Austin said, trying to sound as calm as he could.

Deep inside, his heart thumped in joy.

Brady nodded his head as a goodbye before vanishing.

Austin sat down in the center of the battle ring cross-legged. Under his control, a hundred thousand spiritual crystals dropped in

front of him.

He released the spiritual tree so that it could draw energy from the spiritual crystals.

Half a day had passed since he sat there.

The spiritual tree was now done sucking energy out of all the spiritual crystals.

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Now, it was fifteen meters tall, and it beca big tree with a huge trunk.

Austin's spiritual sense had also doubled.

"My spiritual sense is much more powerful than before.

How much omnipotent gas can | now fuse with my spiritual sense?"

Austin muttered excitedly.

He wasted no tand started to refine a new Spiritual Pot.

Before doing that, he destroyed the Spiritual Pot first.

Then, he began infusing his spiritual sense with the omnipotent gas in the Omnipotent Pot.

After ten hours of hard work, he finally built a new Spiritual Pot.

The new Spiritual Pot was half a meter tall, which was dozens of times larger than the old one.

"It's tto handle sunfinished business,"

Austin murmured as he finished and got up.

He immediately transported himself out of the Slave Tower. In a flash, he was on the square outside the tower.

Studying the Slave Tower from where he stood, he nodded his head in satisfaction.

‘This tower had been here for a few hundred thousand years.

And | somehow becits master, ' he thought.

There were still many young cultivators who gathered on the square. They refused to leave even after the trial was over.

Austin's sudden appearance drew their attention.

"What's going on with him?" one of them exclaimed as he rested his eyes on Austin.

The trial in the Spiritual Tower was supposed to last ten days, but it somehow ended early with plenty of tto spare. Those who

remained wanted to figure out what really happened that caused this sudden closing of the tower.

That was why they were surprised at the sight of Austin.

"We were forced to leave the tower almost half a day ago. How cthat this brat was just transported out of there?

Let's go ask him what is going on with him."

A dozen of curious young cultivators immediately walked up towards Austin.