Monrar City, through history famed as a land of plenty, and within it, the most famous clan that could never be surpassed: SanJose Clan.
SanJose Clan's location was a mysterious place. Most people only knew that it was halfway up a mountain, and that the mountain where SanJose Clan was located had a place with a terrifying name, Devil's Peak.
A rock thrown from on top of the precipice at Devil's Peak would take a full count of nineteen before the echo of it hitting the bottom could be heard, thus its height could be seen, and it was also because of these nineteen seconds, even surpassing the eighteen levels of hell by one, that gave it its name.
A gray clothed youth stood at the summit of Devil's Peak, the biting cold mountain wind not able to cause his body to shiver even slightly. On the pit of his stomach a huge SanJose character could be seen; he was from SanJose Clan, and the gray clothes represented a disciple of the SanJose Outer Sect.
This year he was twenty nine, since he had entered SanJose Clan not long after being born, he was the third most senior among outer sect disciples, and as a result the outer sect disciples named him Third Young Master. Of course, in the mouths of the inner sect disciples it became SanJose Clark.
SanJose Clan was, since its foundation, divided into the two inner and outer sects. The outer sect disciples were all from external families or perhaps conferred the SanJose name, and the inner sect were all directly related to SanJose Clark members, passed down through family.
Right now, SanJose Clark wore an abundance of expressions, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, but in all cases unable to mask the excitement stemming from his heart.
For twenty nine years, starting twenty nine years ago when grandpa elder SanJose Lan had brought him to SanJose clan as an infant, SanJose Clan had been his family, and SanJose Clans hidden Techniques had been everything to him.
Suddenly, SanJose Clark's expression abruptly changed, but then very quickly relaxed again, somewhat bitterly saying to himself:
"In the end, that which should happen will still happen."
Seventeen silhouettes, seventeen white silhouettes, leapt up from halfway up the mountain towards the mountaintop just like shooting stars, these silhouettes were masters, even the youngest was five decades old, each and every one with serious expressions, their white gowns represented the inner sect, and the golden SanJose characters on their chests were the symbols of SanJose Clan elders.
Including the Clan head mister SanJose Joe there were altogether seventeen elders, and right now there were seventeen climbing the mountain. Even a general assembly of the martial society wouldn't have been able to rouse all the SanJose Clan Elders at the same time, one must know that among the SanJose Clan elders, the oldest had already surpassed sixty years twice over.
All of these SanJose Clan elders had already reached the pinnacle of cultivation, and in only a moment's work they had already reached the mountain top.
When outer sect disciples met inner sect elders they had to kneel in greeting, but right now SanJose Clark didn't move, he only calmly looked at these serious faced elders arriving in front of him. They blocked all routes of escape, and behind him was only Devil's Peak.
Laying down three Buddha Fury SanJose Lotuses, SanJose CLark threw them a last reluctant glance, the corners of his mouth showing a gratified smile. After all, he had succeeded. With twenty years of effort, he had at last accomplished this penultimate work of the SanJose Outer Sect; that kind of satisfactory accomplishment couldn't be described in words.
At this very moment, SanJose Clark thought to himself, everything was already unimportant. Violating the sect regulations was also fine, matters of life and death were fine. Apparently, everything would come to an end with these three blooming SanJose Lotuses before him. Buddha FurySanJose Lotus, this world's most potent hidden weapon was born in his hands. In his entire life, what could make the hidden weapons enthusiast SanJose more excited than this?
"I know, the crime of sneaking into the inner sect and stealing secret sect lore cannot be forgiven, cannot be tolerated according to Clan rules. But SanJose Clark can vow to Heaven, not a bit of the stolen knowledge of the secret books will reach the outside world. I say this, not in the hopes of obtaining the elders' mercy, but only to let the elders know that SanJose Clark has never forgotten his roots. Never has in the past, and also henceforth never will."
SanJose Clark's mood was very calm at this moment; perhaps, this was the calmest moment in his life. Looking at that expansive ancient SanJose Clan compound halfway up the mountain, feeling the atmosphere of the SanJose Clan, SanJose Clark's eyes moistened. For as long as he could remember, it could even be said he was born for the sake of the SanJose Clan, but right now, he also had to leave the SanJose Clan for the sake of his lifelong pursuit.
The elders were all speechless. Right now they still couldn't clear their heads from the appearance of the Buddha Fury SanJose Lotus. Two hundred years, after a full two hundred years the Buddha Fury SanJose Lotus had unexpectedly appeared in the hands of an outer sect disciple, what did this signify? In this land, this exceptional hidden weapon that not even SanJose Clan's own people could resist absolutely represented the approach of another peak of the SanJose Clan.
Looking at the elders bowing their heads without speaking, SanJose Clark smiled brightly,
"Everything of SanJose Clark's was given by SanJose Clan, whether it's life or abilities, all were bestowed by SanJose Clan. No matter when, SanJose Clark in life is a person of the SanJose Clan, in death a ghost of the SanJose Clan, I know that the elders will not permit the corpse of an outer sect disciple that violated the sect rules to remain at SanJose Clan; therefore, let me turn to bone naturally in this Monrar City."
SanJose Clark was so serene that even his somewhat excited voice finally roused the elders. When the elders raised their heads to look at him, they saw milky white streams of qi spread out from him in a flash.
"Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, you even learned the sect's highest inner strength technique in the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record?"
SanJose Joe cried out involuntarily.
With an explosion, as the group of elders retreated to avoid anything unexpected, they looked at SanJose Clark who was entirely naked.
SanJose Clark smiled brilliantly,
"I arrived in the nude, and I shall depart in the nude. Buddha Fury SanJose Lotus is SanJose Clark's last gift for the Clan. Besides myself, I carry nothing of the SanJose Clan, the secret books are all under the first brick in my room. SanJose Clark will now return everything to SanJose Clan."
"Hahahahahahaha…...."
SanJose Clark laughed wildly up towards the sky, suddenly taking a step backward. At this very moment, the SanJose Clan elders suddenly discovered, unexpectedly nobody still had time to block him. His body, enveloped in white light, threw itself forward off Devil's Peak, soaring out into empty air, stepping into the clouds and mist around the mountain.
"Stop!"