Chapter 1141: Dreamland 1

Baylon was dressed in a white windbreaker and a pair of white jeans that outlined her muscle-toned legs. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and her waist was dressed with a white metallic belt. A hundred over years had brought minor changes to her facial features and a cold alluring demeanor.

She threw an indifferent glance at the man as though she has never seen this person before. She went about her own business, giving him the cold shoulder.

"Hey, Colonel Baylon. Don't be like this. Don't be so cold, we are best friends, you know? Would it kill to ruin your ice princess status?" The man grinned mischievously as he navigated the vehicle to chase after Baylon.

"Looking at you is repulsive. Scram!" Baylon remarked straightly, hastening her speed.

The man was called Owen Lisbe. One of Baylon's many suitors and the most prominent. He had an extraordinary background. His family connections ran all over the Human Nine Emperor Alliance. Baylon was a colleague from the same bureau.

Ever since Baylon was transferred to this special tactical bureau, it was love at first sight for him and followed by over sixty years of courtship. Other suitors came and went but only he remained.

He initially thought that with Baylon, a self-independent elite coming from a mediocre background would be hiding her glee being courted by him who was the second generation of the rich and official family although she looked unfazed. She would probably only be reserved in the beginning. He didn't think that after all these years, she would never respond to it. However, Baylon's reacting to it was the same.

There were so many beautiful women in the sea. Sixty over years of waiting and keeping watch had Owen Lisbe unsure what it was for. His family had pressured him but he brushed it off each time so they then let him be.

"Am I really a sadist? The more I'm tortured, the more excited I become?" Owen Lisbe grabbed his chin and put on his sunglasses. He glanced at his extremely cool and perfect reflection from the vehicle and nodded with satisfaction. He drove his vehicle to catch up.

He was not clear on Baylon's background but no matter what, nobody would be a stronger candidate than he was. He couldn't be bothered to put too much thought into it. It was all to his fancy.

"I have the latest news on the Scarlet Snow Sect, want to chat about it?" If cat-calling didn't work, then he should use his trump card!

And indeed, right after these words were said, Baylon stopped stepping forward.

The lady turned around and the shroud of coldness in her eyes deepend.

"I'll kill you if you're joking!"

Owen Lisbe had cold sweats. He immediately nodded forcefully.

"How could I? Little ol' me would not dare kid with Your Majesty," he quickly ingratiated with a huge smile.

Baylon's combat efficiently has broken through the horizon. If he, a regular Inherited Level were to raise his sword at her, he could be crippled at any given moment. No joke, two of the Soul Officials of the Scarlet Mourning Hall had died in her hands. Baylon, this young lady was famous for killing without batting an eyelash.

This was someone who once was coined Beowulf in the special bureau and could tear a large dragon with her bare hands!

Although the uncles in his family were more powerful than her, if he could get a girl with his familial connections then he would be more than a failure. Owen Lisbe wasn't a dumb second generation.

Getting into the vehicle, Baylon did not say a word but stared intently at Owen Lisbe.

"Don't be like this... It's pressuring me..." Owen quickly spilled everything he knew.

"The people from the Scarlet Snow Sect are proved to be hiding out in a large underground cave in the south of Mars. The hall leader of the Scarlet Mourning Hall is already making his way there. The capabilities of both hall leader and deputy are unclear as nobody has seen them in battle as those that did, died. So it's best you don't act rashly!"

Baylon frowned.

"And?"

"And... And nothing else..." Owen laughed awkwardly. "This is the specific map," he transferred the first-hand-obtained map over through wireless.

Baylon received the map and projected to her retina for a careful look.

"Thanks!" She flipped and leaped out of the vehicle and walked towards an outer lane.

"Sigh!" Owen stretched his arm out in hopes to persuade her to stay but alas, not a shadow in sight. He could only sigh helplessly.

"Always so mysterious, sigh..." He really didn't know what else to say about this beautiful colleague of his. No matter well he treated her, she retained a distance from him. "Don't tell me she's prepared to be a spinster?" He was struck by this thought. He shook his head and navigated his flying vehicle away.

Once the vehicle left, Baylon's face emerged from the alley.

Her gaze was quietly fixated at the leaving flying vehicle. A hint of guilt flickered in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I do not wish to trouble you..." she muttered in a low voice.

With Chinande as a sworn enemy and White King as a foe, this kind of life has no future. They were battling with fate every moment of the day. What qualification did they possess to marry one and live a steady life?

She wasn't stone cold. Anyone who was treated with sincerity for sixty years wouldn't be heartless, but...

Baylon lowered her head to look at another intel in her hands. It was from White Winter.

"The Scarlet Mourning Hall may have sent someone out. Double-Headed Crab is the leader. It looks like it's to probe on the news on the Scarlet Snow Sect. What's the plan?"

"Are we able to get through to Scarlet Snow? How are they perceiving it?" Baylon ran a line on the paper and a row of words appeared.

"We managed to contact but they couldn't be bothered. They are the last Energy Machinists. It's not just those from Scarlet Snow, they took in other Energy Machinists. Their capabilities are unknown," replied White Winter.

"Did you mention the name of my brother?" Baylon's brows were in a knot.

"I did, but it didn't change their attitude. They don't seem to have heard of it?" White Winter was puzzled.

Baylon frowned.

Ever since the Scarlet Snow Sect retreated, they hid behind the scene for more than a hundred years. While they were recuperating and rebuilding. It was unknown how their development was but no matter what, it was not probable that they never heard of her brother's name. He was, after all, one of the outstanding sect masters.

"Let's continue this when I'm there!" Baylon responded and put away the paper. She took large strides into the alley and disappeared.

******

Too many things happened in a hundred and fifty years...

Scarlet Snow City in the core of Mars.

This huge city built deep in the crust of Mars was surrounded by lava torrents. The entire black city seemed to be encircled by a scarlet red ribbon. It looked exceptionally majestic.

In an old stone house in the city.

A middle-aged man coated with white hair was sitting with his legs crossed on a black stone bed.

The man opened his eyes and they reeked of coldness and solemnity.

"Cough cough cough..." He acutely barked. He extended his arm to obtain a tissue to cover his mouth. The white tissues were swiftly smeared with bloody red streaks.

"White Night, the acting sect master has something he needs you for," an equally cold voice rang through the stone house. It was a female voice.

"What is it?" The middle-aged man on the bed asked.

"You would be happy to do so. Your brother, White Winter has been rescued but has been taken under Sawtooth King. The sect master wants you to take care of any possible appearance of ambush," the female voice explained.

"White Winter is out?" White Night's eyes widened slightly, "What Level is he?"

"It is unclear but it should be below the Inherited Level. It is said that he became an instructor of a team and is currently training a bunch of newbies."

"Idiot!" White Night's eyes popped open, "He forgot the about the family animosity! He forgot all he should bear. A Gideon Body type yet make no use to it!" A sense of violence rose from his body.

"You're willing to devote to cultivation, doesn't mean that others would," the female voice did not say more and faded to the background.

Only the chilling aura of White Night's growing rage remained within the range of a few hundred meters of the stone house and a layer of snow indistinctly condensed on the ground.

******

For all these years, the Scarlet Snow Sect had been in search of Garen's whereabouts. Due to the Distortion Seeds, they firmly believed that Garen did not pass. In over hundred years of broadcast and assassinations of Mech Pilots, the old continued to sacrifice while the new kept emerging, replenishing the vacancies. In the Scarlet Snow Sect, apart from the high management, almost no one knew the real name of Garen, the previous sect master. Most of them only knew the name of Garen but not his real name.

On top of a bloody rock peaked on the mountaintop within the city of Scarlet Snow, was a red-clothed couple standing side by side, looking down at the city's scenery in an arched cave.

The man was Dark Light, Dark Light Accord. After all these years, he had less of an arrogance and more of a maturity.

The woman leaning next to him was Alice from the Scarlet Snow Sect.

They looked intimate. It seemed they had bound in partnership.

"What path are you saying this Jared kid is taking again?" Dark Light narrowed his eyes. "The older he gets, the more I can't get in his head. It was easy when he was young."

"If you as a father can't do it, do you think I can?" Alice rolled her eyes at him, "He's only fooling around with Aloran's girl all day. He's such a baby even if he is over twenty. It's your fault you did not educate him as a father."

"Our Scarlet Snow as the head of the three major forces under Sawtooth King is only temporarily depending on him. I'm worried that Jared's generation might be fused and assimilated by Sawtooth King," Dark Light was concerned. "Garen must be still alive. With that character of his, there'll surely be trouble once he's back."

"It's been over a hundred years. What's the point of fussing over it?" Alice wasn't the least bit worried. "The acting sect master and Ice Demon General will be on it. Us, old folks should just live day by day. After years of killing sprees, it's time for us to just enjoy our lives.

"That's true, but..." Dark Light sighed, "I wonder how Liz and the rest are doing? When my father passed away last year, I only saw her once at the funeral and that was it."

"You really think too much and complicate things. Our Scarlet Snow Alliance has extensive influence. We have thirteen just on our sect branches. We have grown more than ten folds compared to a hundred years ago. With the infusion of ninety percent energy essence from the Energy Machinists, apart from the Regent Levels, who would dare challenge us? Even if they were at Regent Level, they still have to be wary of Sawtooth King," Alice was still unconcerned. "With this connection, it is enough for Liz to live comfortably."

"Since King Cat was heading out, I asked for his help to investigate," Dark Light was still at it. "We were friends after all."

"I think you mean girlfriend," Alice pinched him violently. The pain instantly had Dark Light's brows in a tight knot.