Outside Grayvale, in the West Mountains area, was the domain of the Lotus Sect.
At the entrance, Elijah was being carried into the Lotus Sect by a few of its members.
Get Mr.
Lowe to treat my injuries! Elijah shouted and clutched his chest.
After just one shout, pain shot through his chest, and blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.
He had forced himself to act okay in the restaurant to avoid losing respect, but as soon as he left, his injuries worsened.
He did not dare to wait any longer and ordered to be taken to the Lotus Sect.
The Grand Elder of Lotus Sect, Jason Lowe, was known for his medical skills, and he could treat Elijah.
Elijah was quickly taken to the Lotus Sects medical room, where the Grand Elder arrived to treat him late at night.
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Elijah, who did this to you? How could anyone in Grayvale hurt you so badly? Jason asked in shock after examining his injuries.
Jason explained to Dustin that two of his ribs were broken, and there were various other injuries.
Logically, Elijah, with all the strength and technique of a Martial Saint, could walk through Grayvale without fear.
It was unimaginable that someone could hurt him so severely.
Enough with the questions! Just treat me! Elijahs eyes flashed with hatred, but his voice trembled.
It infuriated him that he was defeated by Dustins subordinate.
He could not defeat Dustin.
He had been publicly beaten by someone who had lost to him before.
He was furious and felt utterly humiliated.
At the same time, he could not help but feel a surge of anticipation for the martial arts competition.
The Dragon Supreme, Joseph, had said he would recruit disciples from the competition and offered the entry token to the Martial Haven as a reward.
Every young martial artist would be eager for such an opportunity.
Elijah was no different.
While he did not care much for martial arts itself, he craved power.
He wanted the kind of power that would place him above everyone else and command respect and awe.
Standing at the peak of the martial arts world, with the status and power that came with it, was his ultimate goal.
Becoming a disciple of the Dragon Supreme would put everything within reach.
You must heal me as quickly as possible.
I have to win first place at the martial arts competition! Elijah said in agitation.
Mr.
Elijah your injuries are severe.
It will be impossible for you to compete in the short term.
You need and heal, Jason one to rest saido reluctantly.
For how long? Elijah frowned.
At least three months… What?! Three months? What good are you, then? This is useless! Elijah shouted in rage.
Jasons face darkened, but he did not argue.
Rushing the recovery could harm your foundation and affect your future.
You mustnt be careless… He tried to advise Elijah.
fet Thats not an option! Im going to win first place in the competition Elijah said stubbornly.
No matter whabit takes, I must be the first! Jasons face tightened as he failed to convince him.
AUMS Eli! How are you? a worried voice asked from outside the medical room.
Amara, having heard that Elijah was injured, dropped everything and rushed over.
Amara, Im fine, said Elijah through gritted teeth.
This is our chance.
You must help me win first place! If the Wyatt family wants to rise again, well face some resistance.
But once become a disciple of the Dragon Supreme, everything will う change.
With his support, the Wyatt family will definitely return to its former glory! Amara nodded to Elijahs words.
Eli, dont worry.
I will support you unconditionally! Amara said solemnly.
Your other sisters feel the same.
We support you no matter what! Amara took out her phone and started a group video chat.
Soon, Bella, Clara, and Delia all appeared on the call, except for Elisa, whose profile picture remained dark.