Moreover, doing this had another benefit. Knox had offended far too many people right now.

The Heavenly Flame Dynasty, Saint Lineage families, plus Petra, who knew how many people wanted his life.

Even with the Protagonist Halo on him, it was hard to guarantee no accidents would happen. Locking him up inside the Hale family Holy Land could guarantee his absolute safety, ensuring his life wouldn’t face any threats.

Having weighed the pros and cons, Alex finally made this brilliant decision. "Knox, oh Knox, you can’t blame me for being too cruel and ruthless. If you want to blame something, blame your life for being too precious. It cannot suffer the slightest mishap."

...

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Over these ten days, Alex had rested quite leisurely. Every day, just like before, he fished, hunted, and basked in the sun when he had nothing else to do.

When it was time, he returned to the cave dwelling, where Aya had definitely prepared a meal with wine waiting for him.

Now, Aya had obtained the Vault of Divine Sword Heart, and he himself had obtained the Evergreat Sword Ancestor’s three great artifacts.

To him, the Divine Blade Sect’s utility had been completely squeezed dry. There was no further utilization value to be extracted.

However, Alex didn’t plan to leave, nor did he plan to slaughter the other peaks and use them as nourishment like Sunblaze Peak.

From now on, treating this place as a worldly utopia was quite nice.

If he suffered heavy injuries, he could come here to recuperate.

If he was too busy and felt irritable, he could come here to relax and clear his mind.

After all, everywhere else he was the Saint Lord of the Hale family, Alex. Carrying the burden of the entire Hale family on his shoulders, being stared at by countless eyes.

But within this Divine Blade Sect, he was merely the playboy young master, Taryn Lark. Being Taryn Lark was much more relaxing than being Alex.

As for the rebuilt Broken Sword Peak and the various sect matters, he, like Sylra, didn’t care in the slightest.

No matter what activities there were, he never showed his face. Aya and Sylra were exactly the same.

One was like a divine dragon whose head could be seen but not its tail every day.

The other stayed near the Hidden Broken Sword Cave, never stepping out the front door or the second gate.

This caused many disciples who came out of admiration for their fame to complain endlessly because they had never seen them once since arriving.

Of course, the most resentful one had to be Nerin.

A perfectly good Peak Master, demoted to Deputy Peak Master. He abandoned the Falling Rain Peak he had built single-handedly, coming to Broken Sword Peak to busy himself and help rebuild the peak gate. His original intention was to curry favor with Aya and Sylra.

As a result, after arriving, he realized that no matter how much he contributed, it was all futile.

They fundamentally didn’t care about the development of Broken Sword Peak at all. Thinking back, the various peak gates had scrambled to send resources to help Broken Sword Peak revitalize, in order to curry favor with Aya.

Only he brought absolutely no resources, directly contributing himself. Originally, Nerin was extremely smug, thinking he was simply too clever, directly crushing his fellow martial brothers with his IQ.

But looking at it now, it seemed he was the biggest clown.

The others had failed to curry favor, but merely lost a few resources without hurting their foundation.

As for him, he had thrown in his entire future, as well as the massive amount of leisure time he originally enjoyed. Wronged, so wronged.

...

Ten days later, at dusk.

Alex was in the cave dwelling, drinking wine and eating dinner with Aya. Suddenly, his ears twitched slightly, detecting a trace of unusual wind. He immediately put down his wine cup calmly and smiled.

"Miss Aya, why didn’t you make that braised deer meat today?"

Aya was instantly surprised. She had been cooking for Alex for so long, and he had always eaten whatever she made.

This was the first time he had actively brought up a specific dish.

"The spirit deer you hunted a few days ago, the stripped meat has all been used up."

"How about I go into the woods and hunt another one today?"

"But I want to eat it right now." Alex smiled.

"Senior Sister Aya, could I trouble you to go to the woods and see if there are any ingredients?"

"Okay!" Aya immediately nodded joyfully, without the slightest complaint.

"Junior Brother Taryn, wait here. I’ll go get it for you right now!"

For a single dish of braised deer meat, she had to go hunt a spirit deer first, then come back and rekindle the fire.

It could be said to be very troublesome. However, Aya didn’t feel the slightest bit irritated.

She always felt she owed Alex a lot but never had the opportunity to repay him. Now that he actively asked her to do something, she was naturally extremely willing.

Immediately, Aya left in a bustling hurry.

She had barely stepped out when a gust of black wind drifted into the cave dwelling through a gap. It was Adrian, manifesting before Alex.

"Saint Lord, how is your relationship with this little girl so good?" Adrian asked curiously.

"Before, risking going into the Hundred Ghost Mountain Range alone to save her was one thing. Now you’re actually eating and drinking at the same table with her. You just order a dish, and she immediately goes out hunting for you."

"Could it be that you two also sleep together at night? My heavens, could this be the future Matriarch of our Hale family Holy Land?"

Alex took a sip of wine and said grumpily. "Get lost. If you have something to say, say it."

"Oh, it’s nothing major." Adrian smiled.

"The Heavenly Flame Empress’s illness has completely healed, returning to her original state. She specifically sent a letter to the Holy Land, inviting you, Saint Lord, as well as Saint Lord Alistair and Saint Lord Malakai, to the Azure Phoenix Palace for a banquet."