The carriage traveled all the way, passing through the bustling Central District, down the bustling commercial street, and finally stopped in front of a luxurious estate.

This estate was grand and imposing; the stone lions on either side of the gate were solemn and majestic, and the towering spires cast shadows like giants in the night.

Stepping off the carriage, a butler dressed in a tailcoat immediately came forward to greet them, bowing respectfully.

Baron Welton glanced over with displeasure and asked in a stern voice, "Where is Kleio?"

"The young master is receiving instruction from the master," the butler replied softly, with a hint of subtle hesitation in his eyes.

Welton's expression softened slightly, a trace of pride flashing across his face as he strode towards the western part of the estate, where a tower stood apart from the main manor.

This was the Secret Tower, which Baron Welton had built at great expense, made entirely of special materials capable of blocking the leakage of extraordinary waves.

Kleio usually lived there, practicing extraordinary skills and studying extraordinary knowledge, and whenever the Hidden Saint arrived, they would give lessons there.

His eldest son Kleio had outstanding extraordinary aptitude; at only nineteen, he had already reached Sequence Eight.

In the future, even if he couldn't reach Sequence Four as a Human Saint, just reaching Sequence Five would be enough to elevate the Welton Clan further.

For this, Baron Welton almost mobilized his entire family to support Kleio, and most of his dealings with the Hidden Saint were for his eldest son.

Were it not for this, why would he risk his family to appease a Human Saint who could not reveal their true identity?

However, as he approached the building, Welton heard the sounds of heavy breathing and soft moans from inside.

His eyebrows furrowed instantly, his face dark as ink.

Welton kicked the door open, angrily shouting, "You scoundrel, is this Secret Tower I built for you just for pleasure?"

The scene inside the house made Baron Welton burn with rage in an instant.

Two voluptuous maids and two handsome male servants hurriedly tidied their clothes and ran out, not daring to meet Welton's eyes.

And his pride, his eldest son Kleio, was at that moment wearing a white robe, looking helplessly at his furious father.

He lounged casually on the sofa, showing no embarrassment at being caught.

"The butler said you were studying with the master, but you were using it as a pretext for this foolishness; it's utterly disgraceful!" Baron Welton rebuked, his voice filled with disappointment and anger.

Kleio was momentarily taken aback, speaking in confusion, "I was indeed studying with the master at first; the master received your communication this afternoon and rushed to where you were. I was bored and sought entertainment with the servants; you should have known about this, father."

These words struck like a bolt of lightning in Baron Welton's heart, his face turning pale, his eyes flashing with a hint of incredulous fear.

"Impossible!" Baron Welton exclaimed subconsciously, his voice trembling, "I've been at the banquet all afternoon; when did I ever contact the master?"

As he spoke, Welton reached into his bosom, wanting to check the state of the Communication Secret Talisman.

When his fingers touched the talisman stone, an icy chill spread from his fingertips throughout his body.

The talisman stone, inscribed with hidden runes, was somehow already covered in cracks, as if crushed by some invisible force, and Welton had never noticed.

The next moment, the lights in the room dimmed, the once-bright crystal chandelier suddenly darkened, and the wall candelabras were extinguished one by one, leaving only the fire in the fireplace flickering, casting swaying shadows.

Lu Yan, dressed in a black suit, holding a cane, somehow appeared in the room like a ghost emerging from the darkness.

He stood by the fireplace, the firelight illuminating his handsome face, his deep black eyes observing everything silently as if scrutinizing the lives of ants.

Baron Welton and Kleio froze at once, feeling an unprecedented fear enveloping their bodies, like prey being watched by a predator, finding even breathing difficult.

"Who... who are you?"

Kleio, being a Sequence Eight Transcendent, finally broke free from the shackles of fear and questioned fiercely.

He forced himself to stay calm, but the tremor in his voice betrayed his inner unease, the firelight from the fireplace casting swaying shadows on his youthful face, highlighting the vigilance and fear in his eyes.

"This is Wilton Manor, and my master is a Sequence Four Saint. It's not too late for you to leave now."

As he spoke, Kleio retreated towards the spellcasting table behind him, his movements seemingly casual yet containing a clear intent.

Under the cover of his motions, he seemed to unconsciously grasp the Communication Talisman Stone on the table, an emergency item for contacting their master.

With the talisman stone in hand, Kleio secretly breathed a sigh of relief; the cold texture of the stone gave him an illusory sense of security.

He was about to speak to comfort his father, whose expression was grim, but suddenly noticed something unusual—Baron Welton was not as angry or alert as he had imagined. Instead, he was looking at Lu Yan with a deathly pale face, as if he had seen an impossible existence.

Baron Welton's lips trembled, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Is it... is it you?"

There was a flash of disbelief and fear in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost from a nightmare. Baron Welton stepped back half a step, his body trembling uncontrollably, blurting out: "It must be you!"

"What have you done?"

Lu Yan paid no attention to the panic-stricken father and son but instead set his sight on the Secret Tower.

This Secret Tower was known to be exorbitantly expensive, and simple Sequence 8s were in no way qualified to use it.

His gaze penetrated the barrier within the Secret Tower, allowing Lu Yan to clearly see a laboratory above the tower.

The vessels, extraordinary experiment reports, and those experimental creations involving flesh and blood creatures were areas beyond the reach of the Welton father and son.

"The Hidden Saint sought out the Welton father and son not only to utilize the Welton Clan to gather extraordinary materials, but also with the intention of secretly occupying the Secret Tower to use it as a laboratory."

With one step forward, the barrier that veiled perception shattered like glass, and Lu Yan stepped into the laboratory.

Causally picking up an experiment report, he saw written on it: "Flesh and Blood Creature Transformation Ritual 337."

"Flesh and Blood Creatures?"

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He had heard of the name Flesh and Blood Creatures.

Flesh and Blood Creatures were beings transformed from Transcendents who lost control over the Life Path, which was the core Extraordinary Path of the Mother of All Creatures Sect, a true evil god sect.

That Hidden Saint was perceived by Lu Yan and was pinched to death without even having a chance to retaliate; Lu Yan didn't realize that this person was a saint of the Mother of All Creatures Sect.

"Didn't expect to gain such an unexpected harvest."

Surveying the plethora of data and equipment in the laboratory, Lu Yan swept it all up with a great wave of his hand.

As for those grotesque flesh and blood creations, Lu Yan eradicated them with a casual gesture, leaving no trace whatsoever.

He took the data primarily to reference the Extraordinary Path; the Life Path, being one of the complete Extraordinary Paths in this world, held significant reference value for Lu Yan, who was about to create an Extraordinary Path.

As for those flesh and blood creations, Lu Yan had no interest in them whatsoever.

Creation and Transformation by definition involves creating something from nothing and the transformation of all things; if Lu Yan wished to create mundane life, it would be no hard task, so why bother to chase after trivialities and study the so-called Flesh and Blood Creatures?

Upon exiting the laboratory, Baron Welton and his eldest son Kleio remained standing where they were, not daring to make any attempt to flee.

Seeing Mr. Lu Yan, Baron Welton hurriedly knelt in pleading:

"Your Holiness, please spare us..."

Lu Yan paid them no heed, lifting his index finger to alter a substantial amount of their memories and cognition.

If it weren't for Welton having just attended a banquet, suddenly dropping dead would likely cause unnecessary trouble. Lu Yan would have disposed of him on the spot.

However, since he couldn't kill Baron Welton right now, Lu Yan arranged another fate for him.

Two days later, while inspecting the mine, Baron Welton and his son inadvertently exposed the previous incident of blasting the coal yard, sacrificing three hundred workers in a living sacrifice.

The furious workers attacked the coal yard, brutally killing Baron Welton, his son, and the senior members of the clan, and hanging their bodies on the streetlamps.

The workers killing the nobility was an atrocious act that should have provoked the noble council's wrath, prompting a thorough investigation of all the workers.

However, the incident involved the living sacrifice of workers and was further tangled with the Mother of All Creatures Sect, an Evil God Sect, causing the noble council to fear the incident escalating and being exposed to the Steam Sect, sparking conflict between the church and the nobility.

Reluctantly, the noble council held its nose and pushed the matter below the surface.

Everyone was pleased with this outcome, except for the few corpses hanging from the streetlamps.

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