Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 549 Another Chatterbox

After passing the mountainside, John came to the last third of the mountain ladder in Sword Emperor

Mountain.

The number of cultivators who were climbing plummeted.

John saw very few cultivators at a glance.

And these cultivators did not continue to climb but sat cross-legged on the mountain ladder. Apparently, they were

trying to grasp the sword spirit.

John ignored them and continued to climb.

His goal was simple. He wanted to reach the top of the mountain.

When John was about to pass a chubby cultivator who was currently at the highest place, the chubby cultivator

suddenly opened his eyes and said, “Buddy, you can reach here. You are very talented.”

John stopped and turned to look at the chubby cultivator. It was obvious that the chubby cultivator had finished

grasping the sword spirit and was about to go down the mountain.

All the way here, John didn’t talk to anyone. He thought it was really boring. So, when he heard the chubby

cultivator strike up a conversation, he smiled and replied, “Why do I feel that you are boasting?”

“Yes, I am.”

The chubby cultivator was cool and confident, in stark contrast to the simple and honest temperament made of fat

on his body. That made John think he was acting cool.

John smiled and lifted his foot to climb another step on the mountain ladder. But the chubby cultivator suddenly said

again, “I suggest you stop climbing up.”

“Oh, why?”

John looked at the chubby cultivator confusedly.

The chubby cultivator said with a cool expression, “What is suitable is the most important. The sword spirit here is

enough for you to grasp. If you continue to go up, the sword spirit will be too strong and less useful to

you.”

John thought the chubby cultivator said a very philosophical sentence. “What is suitable is the most

important.”

But when the chubby philosopher said it, it had an inexplicably comical effect.

John thought about it seriously and said, “I think the top of the mountain is more suitable for me.”

The chubby cultivator gave John a weird look and said, “Buddy, you don’t belong to the three major sword sects,

right? Did you come to Sword Emperor Mountain by using the Sword Talisman?”

John thought the chubby cultivator was a bit capable because the chubby cultivator guessed that John was

an outsider so easily.

John couldn’t help feeling interested. He said, “I’m Harry Hogan from Mad Gang ”

Harry Hogan from Mad Gang?

The chubby cultivator thought it sounded so fake.

He was a courteous person Seeing that John took the initiative to report his identity, no matter whether it was true

or not, he replied politely, “I’m Roy Odom from Spiritual Sword Sect.”

“Roy, how were you sure that I am not from the three major sword sects?” John asked curiously.

The chubby cultivator smiled. Putting on an inscrutable look, he said, “I have great insight. You have a different

temperament from a disciple of the three major sword sects.”

Of course, the chubby cultivator couldn’t tell John that from a sentence John said just now, any disciple of the three

major sword sects could tell that he was an outsider who came here by using the Sword Talisman.

Which sentence?

John said that the top of the mountain was more suitable for him.

Those who dared to say such words must be ignorant of Sword Emperor Mountain, and if they said these words,

they would be ridiculed by everyone.

The sword spirit floating around Sword Emperor Mountain was quite special. Starting from the last two-thirds of the

mountain ladder, the higher one reached, the stronger the sword spirit he could feel.

But at the top of the mountain, there was no sword spirit. Only a plain white statue of Heavenly Sword Emperor

stood there.

At the top of the mountain, one couldn’t feel the sword spirit, so when John said that he thought the top of the

mountain was more suitable for him, the chubby cultivator looked at him with strange eyes. And the chubby

cultivator was sure that John didn’t know about Sword Emperor Mountain.

This was a very simple identification method, but the chubby cultivator didn’t want to tell it to John. He said that he

could tell it from John’s temperament, which made him look cool.

John could tell that the chubby cultivator was pretending to be profound. But he didn’t point it out. He followed the

chubby cultivator’s words and said, “Is my temperament different from that of the disciples of

the sword sects?”

“Of course.”

Roy said, “The disciples of the three major sword sects look fierce and domineering because their

temperament has already blended with the sword energy after they have the long-term sword training. But

you…”

He pretended to look John up and down, clicked his tongue a few times, and said, “You look common and

ordinary. I’m out of your league.”

Hearing this, John almost concluded that the chubby cultivator was talking nonsense.

Shaking his head, he stopped talking to the chubby cultivator.

But the chubby cultivator seemed to have loosened his tongue. He muttered, “Harry, listen to me, things are

dangerous and complicated in Sword Emperor Mountain. And there are many things that you can’t grasp.

“The disciples of the sword sects can come here every day to learn, but you are different. Your Sword Talisman can

only be used once. You should cherish the only chance!

“Harry, are you listening to me…”

John was speechless.

He regretted that he had talked to the chubby cultivator. He didn’t expect the chubby cultivator to be another

chatterbox… Huh? Why was the chubby cultivator another one?

John continued to climb toward the top of the mountain.

The chubby cultivator followed him and kept saying, “Harry, why didn’t you take my advice? It is for your own

good… Hey, don’t walk so fast. I haven’t finished pretending yet!”

Seeing that John quickened his pace of climbing the mountain, the chubby cultivator suddenly revealed his true

colors. And his cold appearance disappeared.

“Alas, since you want to hit a brick wall, I will go to the top of the mountain with you and see how humiliated you will

feel later!”

The chubby cultivator said it in a slightly resentful tone. He followed John up step by step, but his breathing became

heavier and heavier, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

The sword spirit here already made him feel tremendous pressure.

When the chubby cultivator looked at John, his small eyes shrank violently.

John walked like he was walking on flat ground, and he walked fast as if climbing Sword Emperor Mountain.

was effortless for him.

Then, the chubby cultivator came to his senses. He had only focused on chatting just now, and now he

realized that the masked youth named Harry Hogan was not simple.