Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

Chapter 345

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| Chapter 345 The elder in the green robe looked at the people who were kneeling before him. He let out a long sigh and mumbled, "It's been fifty years, and I finally became a Saint level cultivator.

Thanks for the blessings, great ancestors." That person was the Anne clan elder who was still alive, Weston Anne. He finally became a Saint level cultivator at the age of 130 years old. He became a powerful cultivator, and his lifespan was extended by another three hundred years.

He looked at his people after a long sigh. He nodded and said, "Get up, everyone." Everyone stood up and gathered

around Weston to chat with him.

Weston glanced at Sam and said displeasingly, "I can't believe you're still an intermediate Ambience level cultivator. Can't you improve a little?" "I'm sorry. I'm stuck at this level and can't seem to improve." Sam's head hung low in shame.

Sam looked like a middle-aged man, but he was actually in his seventies. His father was not an Ambience level cultivator and had passed away a long time ago.

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Sam was the best cultivator in the Anne clan, so he became the head of the clan.

However, before Weston, he was just a grandchild. Be it his status or his powers, he was bound to be lectured by Weston.

Weston shook his head to show his displeasure. Then, he said, "It doesn't matter. I became a Saint level cultivator today, and this is the perfect time to enter the historical remains. If we discover any relics there, it might just bring about the rise of our clan." "You're right, elder. Our clan guarded the historical remains for hundreds of years all for this moment," said Sam excitedly.

Several hundred years ago, an ancestor of the Anne clan discovered historical remains during his travels.

However, the historical remains were sealed by a powerful spell. The power of a Saint level cultivator was required to break the spell.

Places like the historical remains must

be cave vaults left by ancient cultivators. There must be something good in there.

Cultivation had faded in modern times, so the ancient spells and items were also lost. They would find something if they could enter the historical remains, and it would help their clan gain power.

Maybe they would find the ultimate item that changes their lives or the fate of their clan.

That was why the elder chose to stay.

He focused on his cultivation while standing guard over the historical remains. The Anne clan reproduced and lived there until Weston became a Saint level cultivator. They had hoped to enter the historical remains. It was the hope of the entire clan.

Weston chuckled at their excitement.

He turned to face the cliff and slowly placed one hand on it.

Waves of spiritual energy could be seen appearing like a pattern. The figure of a door was formed on the cliff.

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That was the entrance to the historical remains. The power of a Saint level cultivator could break the seal, open the entrance, and they would be able to explore the historical remains.

The Anne clan watched their elder nervously and waited for the entrance to be opened. However, Weston frowned and stopped his spiritual energy. He turned around and yelled, "Who is it?" Everyone was taken aback. They looked behind them and saw two people walking over slowly.

Skyler followed behind Wilbur and frowned. He said, "Bro, this doesn't seem right. Is that old man the Anne clan's elder?" The powerful spiritual energy emanating from Weston overwhelmed Skyler. Only a Saint level cultivator could intimidate him like that. Skyler was already terrified.

Wilbur was a Saint level cultivator too, but a battle of Saint level cultivators would be very dangerous. Skyler did not think Wilbur would protect him.

Wilbur whispered, "I'm here, so what are you afraid of?" Skyler had to roll his eyes discreetly.

"You're a Saint level cultivator! Of course you're not afraid. I'm only an Ambience level cultivator!

He would be running away if Wilbur had not left a spirit imprint in his body.

Wilbur arrived before everyone and saluted. He said, "Everyone, we traveled here for the historical remains. Please allow us to pass." "How audacious of you! Don't you know where you are? How dare you?" yelled Sam sternly.

Wilbur smiled and replied, "I'm at Wavepeak Mountain, right?"

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