Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 3304 Night had already fallen, and Andrew and the others stayed at Mount Lourneau for the night. Mount Lourneau was not particularly tall. At the very least, it was not one of those towering, sky-piercing mountains. However, it made up for that with its natural harmony and dense spiritual energy. It was a true geomantic treasure, a sacred site long revered by practitioners. Acting as hosts, Valerie and Rowan took Nyx, the foreign beauty, around to explore the area. The three women were all stunning in their own ways, each with her own unique radiance.

The young disciples of Mount Lourneau stared with drool practically streaming down their faces, their eyes filled with longing. Meanwhile, Jerome and Eric had retired early to rest. They had been to Mount Lourneau before and did not find much worth seeing. Andrew sat cross-legged alone in his room, and wisps of white vapor rose from the top of his head. After a while, when this ---- vapor accumulated to a certain degree, it retracted back into his body. Before long, he finished his meditation and exhaled a breath of stale air. His current realm was Beyond Mortal Limits.

The actual feeling was worlds apart from being a true martial god. He had also completely refined the Elixir of Immortality. This was accomplished with no small amount of help from Bridget. He thought the Rainveil Sect's techniques were truly miraculous. Andrew could not come up with a precise concept of just how strong he now was. However, he had a vague feeling that he was not far from Reginald's level. Before entering The Veiled Paradise, Reginald had already reached Beyond Mortal Limits. And now, Andrew had caught up to his father's level at breakneck speed.

The last time he left Mount Lourneau, he had just broken through his energy core blockade and restarted cultivating a brand new martial path. He was not particularly strong then. Now, as time passed and circumstances changed, he possessed power vast enough to shake the heavens. Even Andrew himself sometimes felt as if all of this was unreal, like a dream. As for the Cavendish royal family and the martial god he had ---- captured, Andrew had originally planned to use that man as leverage for negotiations.

However, pushing the Eight Ancient Sects to fully mobilize against the Western forces was his true priority. So, he had Finnegan take the captured Cavendish martial god to the front lines to hand him over to Philip instead. Philip should know how to handle it. The moonlight shone down brightly from the center of the sky. Valerie and the others had already gone to sleep, while Jerome and Eric were in a separate room together. Andrew needed to practice his techniques, so he was alone in his own room. Under the moonlight, a shadowy figure climbed Mount Lourneau with exceptional smoothness.

Then he scaled walls and flew between buildings in the complex, his movements incredibly effortless. Finally, he quietly sneaked toward Andrew's room. He pressed against the window and listened for a moment. Next, he pulled out a copper tube, poked it through the window paper, and blew in some powder. "Mindfog Powder... This stuff is pure gold," the man muttered. Dressed entirely in black and not even bothering to cover his ---- face, the skinny and sneaky-looking man was Eren Kirstein. After blowing in the powder, he let out a lewd chuckle and mumbled, "Holtrien's supreme leader?

The Dragon Prince of the Lloyd family? Ha! I'll have you lying obediently on the ground, at my mercy." After waiting a moment, he figured enough time had passed, and the person inside should have passed out. He pulled out a hemp rope and swaggered inside to tie up his victim. Instead, he was immediately met with a punch right to the nose. With a crunch, not only did his nose bridge break instantly, but he was knocked unconscious. Before losing consciousness, he saw Andrew's indifferent expression and thought in shock, 'How is this person not knocked out?

The Mindfog Powder could easily take down even rhinos and elephants! Not even martial gods can resist the effects... What the hell was going on?' A large basin of cold water was thrown from Eric's hands, Eren, still dressed in black, jolted awake to broad daylight. He realized it was already the next morning, When he finally saw the situation clearly, he shouted, "Do not do anything crazy. | am a disciple of Thunder Sect! If anything happens to me, none of you will have it easy!"