Chapter 1256 Persuasion

"Don't go, little girl. Listen to me!" the old man hurriedly said. It was then when he realized he made a mistake—never had he thought that there would be such strange people in the world who treated martial arts like garbage.

But then again, everyone had their own ambitions. In reality, he had seen many strange warriors of the Celestial Position. Since this young woman was interested in Zen, he could easily use him as bait.

Seeing the old man's expression, Margaret tried to put a damper on her temper and returned to her seat. Still wearing a cold expression, she asked him, "What is it you still want to say?"

With a chuckle, he replied, "Although you aren't the bride in today's grand ceremony, I can guarantee that you can be the one to stay by Zen's side for the days to come."

That bit caught her attention. "What do you mean?" she asked, blinking her eyes as she focused.

With a shake of his head, he looked at Letitia. "That bride isn't half bad. She might be a top warrior in the Lower World, but that means nothing in the Upper World."

Letitia's talent might be on par with Fiona's, or even Amber's, but her name could, at most, be placed on only the second row of the Talent Tablet. This level could only get the recognition of the Celestial Position—it was nothing special in the old man's eyes.

"Does this have anything to do with me?" Margaret said, sounding confused. As the old man talked casually, Margaret didn't know how to respond.

Chuckling again, he responded, "Why, of course it has something to do with you. Zen is a truly powerful warrior. How can such a remarkable warrior be limited to the mere Central Region?"

"What do you mean by 'limited to a small Central Region'? It's a vast area with abundant resources. Where else would Zen ever need to go in the future?"

In her eyes, the Central Region was the whole world. Perhaps, she knew of a Divine Kingdom Continent not too far from there. Perhaps she even knew that the world was divided into several levels. But what did any of that have to do with her?

The Central Region wasn't half bad, in her opinion. As for Zen, it was perfect, as no threat could be posed to him in the area. Being able to live a peaceful and comfortable life in the region was already a plentiful blessing. Though Margaret wasn't necessarily short-sighted, she wasn't interested in anything else.

For instance, after she awakened her first-rank Purple Power Body, Margaret also had a vague idea about her special physique. But never did she consider cultivating it, nor developing her strength—it just wasn't meaningful enoug

he warriors with Purple Power Bodies were women, so it made sense for a woman to serve as her master instead of the old man.

"But... where is she?" Margaret asked curiously.

Stretching out his withered hand, he said, "Give me your hand!"

In spite of the initial confusion on Margaret's face, she offered her hand anyway.

"Open your hand," he ordered again.

Obediently, Margaret opened up her fair, delicate palm.

Suddenly, a scarlet cross appeared on the old man's finger. The divine texture within it was similar to the Celestial Position's location rune, only smaller than the actual one.

Whoosh!

As soon as the scarlet cross appeared, it submerged into Margaret's palm—it was eye-catching across her white, tender skin.

When Margaret raised her hand to examine it, her face filled with worry. "What is this?"

"It's only a location rune," the man replied. "When you enter the Purple Power World in the future, my wife will be able to find you!"

"The next time I enter the Purple Power World... But I don't intend to enter it," Margaret confessed. Unless someone chased after her, she wouldn't hide in there any other time.

The man's eyes grew wide as he remarked, "Exactly how much do you hate cultivating? You have to find some time to enter the Purple Power World. So long as you do, my wife can find you! You must work diligently and strive for your own future happiness." With that, he gave an intentional signal with his lips as he turned toward the happy scene over there. At this time, many guests had already arrived and engaged in idle chat. Meanwhile, Zen and Letitia were brimming with joy.

Throwing the couple a cold, unseen glare, Margaret nodded, now determined. "Okay, I got it now."