Chapter 68: Drunk? But why is his head bleeding?

Meanwhile, at the hotel where Robert was staying, an elderly man was pacing back and forth in front of the entrance, frowning.

Although he had white hair, he was full of vitality and clearly no ordinary person. He was the High Priest of the temple, and Robert’s master.

Upon hearing that Laura had been injured, Robert left the temple immediately. Since he departure from the temple, the High Priest had been plagued with worry.

He knew Robert’s character very well; he was too proud and secretly in love with the holy woman. If he saw Laura injured, he would surely go and seek trouble at the first opportunity.

That afternoon, he received a phone call from another of his disciples, saying that Robert wanted to fight the Psychic who had injured Laura.

"That fool!" the High Priest grumbled, "He’s driving me crazy!" Had he forgotten the terrifying lightning tribulation before? This was enough to show that there were powerful masters in the city of Washington.

Moreover, the High Priest had heard that supernatural institutions in other countries had learned about the lightning tribulation through various channels. These institutions would definitely conduct secret investigations, and Washington would soon fall into turmoil.

At this critical moment, if anything were to provoke any incidents, what would become of it?

Just then, a sword’s hum sounded in the sky. The High Priest immediately looked up to see several of his disciples flying on their swords, with a stranger carrying Robert on one of them.

The High Priest was immediately startled and quickly greeted them, asking, "What happened to Robert...?"

The disciples immediately jumped down from the flying sword nervously and began to explain, "High Priest, that is..."

Alexander, surprised, looked up at the old man, then walked over carrying Robert, "Are you Robert’s master? I’m a friend of Robert’s. He got drunk, so I brought him here."

The High Priest was taken aback, "Drunk? But why is his head bleeding?"

Alexander sighed, "He was too excited to see me, started a drunken frenzy, and couldn’t be stopped. He ran into something."

The High Priest: "..."

The High Priest clenched his teeth, "Really, how embarrassing! But it’s fine. He just went out drinking and didn’t cause any trouble for me."

Then, he looked up at Alexander, and his eyes widened slightly.

"You seem extraordinary, may I ask which organization you are a part of?" He could tell at a glance that Alexander was not an ordinary man.

From his perspective, Alexander was enveloped in a swirl of spiritual energy, and his brows were filled with profound charm, indicating extraordinary talent. His power level was only A, but the concentration of his spiritual energy far exceeded those of the same level.

This man was definitely more gifted than Robert, and by a lot!

Robert had such a friend?

Alexander put Robert down beside the High Priest, "My name is Alexander. I haven’t joined any supernatural organization. I’m the CEO of a martial arts gym."

Upon hearing this, the High Priest’s eyes lit up.

Looking at Robert who was bloodied in his arms, he suddenly felt that his disciple was not so remarkable.

He casually tossed Robert aside.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

The other disciples were shocked.

Alexander blinked, his gaze bypassing the High Priest and landing on Robert, who was face-down on the ground. "Um... Robert, he..."

The High Priest stroked his beard, observing Alexander. The more he looked, the more astounded he became.

"Good! Not having joined any supernatural institutions is good indeed! I can tell that your actual age is not young, but you maintain the appearance of a thirty-year-old. You must be extraordinary to possess such a miraculous attribute! I just wonder how you got acquainted with my disciple?"

Alexander, still staring at Robert lying face-down on the ground, casually replied, "We’ve built a deep friendship through mutual improvement in our duels."

The High Priest stroked his beard, his eyes lighting up. Wonderful!

It never crossed his mind that his disciple had such excellent social skills to befriend someone so talented. The more he looked at Alexander, the more he liked him, and he felt an itch in his heart.

Being able to cultivate to this stage without joining any supernatural institutions spoke volumes about his exceptionality. If he could bring Alexander into his fold, his position in the temple would surely rise!

Faced with such an opportunity, how could the High Priest let it slip away easily?

At this point, the High Priest had already put Robert aside, his full attention was on Alexander. "Friend, would you be interested in joining our temple? The spiritual energy is about to revive, and without joining any supernatural institutions, you’re definitely at a disadvantage!"

Alexander blinked and asked, "Are you from the Temple?"

The High Priest quickly confirmed, "Yes! I am the High Priest of the temple. Our temple is the strongest supernatural institution in all of America, with many cultivators. Would you consider joining us?"

Alexander rubbed his chin and said, "It seems pretty good. I thought there weren’t many cultivators in the world, but it turns out they’re all hidden in these supernatural institutions."

The High Priest laughed, "Compared to a population of seven billion, the number of cultivators may not be large, but they’re not few either. They just prefer to stay out of sight!"

"But with the imminent resurgence of spiritual energy, more and more supernatural institutions will start to emerge in the future. Our temple is among the first to appear in the public eye. Friend, give it some thought, how about joining our temple?"

Seeing the High Priest winking and making faces, looking like a salesperson, Alexander couldn’t help but twitch his lips slightly.

"For now, I don’t have any plans to join other organizations. But thank you," Alexander declined.

The High Priest smiled, "No problem, we have plenty of time. You can consider it slowly, but if you ever decide to join an organization, make sure our temple is your first choice!"

Saying this, the High Priest leaned in mysteriously, "Inside the temple, there are many attractive female disciples. And they are all youthful, innocent..."

The High Priest gave him a knowing look, a look that every man understands.

Alexander couldn’t help but laugh, "Cough, well, what you’re saying is pretty good..."

Saying this, the High Priest looked around mysteriously, then pulled out a sparkling white card from his sleeve, and handed it to Alexander, saying mysteriously: "This is for you!"

Alexander was taken aback, "What is this?"

The High Priest whispered, "It seems you’re not aware. In two weeks, the master of the Valley of Divine Medicine and the president of the National Psychic Association will host a banquet in Washington."

"Our temple has also received an invitation. This is the last invitation I have. If you’re interested, you can go and see. At least 30% of the attendees will be Cultivators!"

At these words, Alexander’s eyes lit up with interest.

"What exactly is the purpose of this banquet?"

The High Priest explained with a smile, "The Earth’s spiritual energy is about to return, and the Valley of Divine Medicine has reappeared after a hundred years. Naturally, they want to recruit disciples widely. To tell you the truth, every regional Psychic Association maintains contact with various supernatural organizations."

"Every once in a while, they select psychics with good potential from the Psychic Association and guide them into the path of cultivation. This is a secret that very few people know."

Alexander was taken aback. He suddenly understood that Laura had come to the Psychics Association for this very reason.

The High Priest, stroking his beard, spoke with a grin:"The Valley of Divine Medicine, which is recruiting disciples this time, is a very powerful supernatural organization. They have a very good relationship with our temple. After this banquet, the Valley of Divine Medicine promised to give our temple a large batch of rare elixirs, and every participant will get a share!"

Alexander, caught off guard, asked, "Rare elixirs?"

The High Priest continued his enticement, "Yes, have you ever seen low-grade spiritual pills that are full and round? Or the golden low-grade Concentration Pills?"

Alexander paused, recalling the hundreds of top-grade medicinal pills he had hoarded in his system space.

Every time Alexander dual cultivated with his wives, the system would reward him with between one to five top-grade medicinal pills. Over time, he had accumulated a large amount of these high-grade medicinal pills.

The grade of the medicinal pills rewarded by the system was very high.

For example, even the most common "Viagra", even at 90 years old, could cause an erection after use and maintain very strong sexual function. Most importantly, there were no side effects and no damage to the body!

Pondering, Alexander said, "Low-grade Spiritual Pills... Hmm... I haven’t seen those before."

The High Priest chuckled, "Of course. Don’t look down on these pills just because they’re of low grade. In our era, these are divine medicines, coveted by countless Cultivators. So, are you tempted?"

He added mysteriously, "If you join our temple, I will definitely give you two pills and a half!"

Alexander was shocked, "two pills and a half?Is there such a thing as giving half a pill?"

The High Priest’s eyes shone with triumph, "Don’t think it’s less. The Divine Lord can only get dozens of pills from the Valley of Divine Medicine each year. If you’re not an outstanding disciple of the temple, you might not even get one pill in over a decade. The value of low-grade pills is immeasurable. They are priceless treasures!"

Alexander coughed and said, "Well, when you put it like that, it does seem like a lot..." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The High Priest grinned, "Remember, if you want to attend this banquet, take this invitation and go to Chicago in two weeks. Of course, if you don’t join the temple, you won’t have a share of the elixir, understand?"

Alexander replied awkwardly, "Okay, thank you, High Priest. It’s getting late, I should go home now. My wives is waiting for me."

The High Priest stroked his beard, his eyes filled with mirth. "Very well, go home and think it over. If you decide, you’ll find my contact details on the invitation. Our temple is always open to you."

Alexander nodded and turned to Robert, who was still unconscious.

"Robert, you should rest. I’ll visit you again once you wake up." Robert’s body jolted slightly in response.

As the High Priest watched Alexander walk away, he felt a sense of triumph. He was certain he had Alexander hooked.

No cultivator could resist the allure of two pills and a half inferior spirit pills. They were a treasured item from the Valley of Divine Medicine, not something just anyone could get.

On his way home, Alexander was still contemplating the things the High Priest had said.

He was not interested in the inferior spirit pills since they were so easy for him to obtain; all he needed to do was dual-cultivate with his wife. The system even provided him with the highest quality pills.

What did appeal to him was the abundance of curvaceous female disciples in the temple, which was a significant temptation for Alexander. He saw no reason to resist.

...

Meanwhile, At Alexander’s mansion.

Anne took a pair of light-colored, extremely thin stockings out of the wardrobe. She asked her maid, "Lacy, do you think the color of these stockings suits me?"

As Anne measured the stockings against her thigh, her pose was quite provocative. A simple miniskirt and black high heels accentuated the length and straightness of her legs. Her slender ankles appeared even more elegant wrapped in the stockings.

"Very suitable," Lacy responded affirmatively.

Upon hearing Lacy’s reply, Anne seemed pleased and began to show off her figure in front of the mirror.

Watching Anne’s attractive legs, Lacy said enviously, "You look extremely sexy in these stockings. I believe any man would be attracted to your beauty."

Hearing this, Anne’s face turned slightly red as she began to fantasize about making love to Alexander while wearing these stockings.

She knew Alexander had a thing for stockings, and during their intimate times, he liked her to wear all kinds of them, perhaps because they made her legs appear even more enticing.

The thought of these blush-inducing scenes made Anne’s heart race.

Just then, a man’s voice came from outside the room, "Darling, I’m home!"