I Am Unstoppable

Jonathan said, “Divine Realm is no longer Divine Realm of the past, and it's certainly not our Divine Realm. Without the presence
of Divine Emperor, there is nothing left there for us to yearn for!”
Beatrix said, “But they will see us as traitors!”
Jonathan said, “Without Divine Emperor, being a traitor to Divine Realm isn't such a terrifying thing. People like Oswald won't
possibly come to kill us personally. Hence, the danger isn't that great. Moreover, even if they take action themselves, I still have
the vampires and the national government represented by Mabel to help. We don't need to be afraid at all. I believe Oswald and
the others will also weigh the pros and cons. They won't easily make a move against us. Besides, if we don't go back, all we
carry is the reputation of a traitor. If we do go back, we would be treading on dangerous ground, subject to bullying. If we resist
there, we're dead. Now, Master is no longer here, and the Luminary Vessel has also been returned to them. What kind of
preferential treatment can we, the old-timers of Chard Hall, expect?”
Every point in Jonathan's analysis was so logical that Beatrix found herself unable to refute it.
In the end, all Beatrix could do was accept it.
At that moment, Beatrix's heart was filled with sorrow. She never imagined that one day she would lose her master, become a
traitor of Divine Realm, and be left homeless and adrift.
Everything she had was lost in that very moment.
“I don't know what I can do after leaving Divine Realm,” Beatrix seemed a bit dejected. She continued, “I want to avenge Master,
but I have no clue how to do it. Moreover, I know that my abilities are far inferior compared to those people.”
Jonathan said, “Don't worry about anything. I'm here for you. As for revenge, I promise it will be done as long as I'm alive!”
Beatrix nodded and said, “When you seek revenge, make sure to include me.”
With a slight smile, Jonathan said, “Am I not taking you wherever I go?”
Upon hearing that, Beatrix relaxed her brows.

Inside Divine Realm, a major reshuffling was taking place.
Oswald aspired to become the Chief Master of Divine Realm. He brought up the topic during an internal meeting.
Oswald spoke. “Since we want to restructure Divine Realm, the rules need to be changed. However, now that Divine Emperor is
no longer with us, Divine Realm must have a leader. I suggest we elect a Chief Master who will lead us to forge a new glory, a
glory that belongs to our Divine Realm!”
Oswald knew that Ignatius was in a strong position. However, having managed the Divine Realm for many years, Oswald was
confident that if it came to an election, he would undoubtedly be elected.
Oswald also felt that his only obstacle was Ignatius.
However, what he didn't expect was that Ignatius was the first to speak. He said, “I disagree with Oswald's statement.
Oswald couldn't help but be taken aback, frowning.
However, what Ignatius said next almost made Oswald feel as though he was dreaming.
Ignatius said, “I don't think there's any need for an election. Besides you, Oswald, who else is qualified to be Chief Master?”
The moment those words were spoken, not only was Oswald taken aback, but everyone else was stunned, too. Then, everyone
immediately echoed in agreement.
If even Ignatius had agreed, who else would come to oppose the consensus?
Oswald looked deeply at Ignatius, feeling that he should really thank the latter in the future. D*mn, he's really cooperative!
Shortly after, Ignatius said, “Chief Master.” He was shameless enough to call Oswald Chief Master directly.
That made Oswald's heart flutter.

Ignatius said, “I think Richard's disciples, Jonathan and Beatrix, will be a problem!”
“Oh, how so?” asked Oswald. He seemed very approachable.
Ignatius said, “Jonathan is a peculiar man. I am certain that he will betray Divine Realm with Beatrix and never return. Chief
Master, you should be mentally prepared for this!”
“Hmph!” Oswald snorted coldly, saying, “If they dare not return, it'll be a betrayal to Divine Realm. If that happens, I will send an
expert to kill those two. It would serve as a warning to others.”
Ignatius waved his hand, saying, “Chief Master, I'm afraid that's not possible. These two have already returned to Chanaean,
where their connections run deep. Coupled with Jonathan's current level of cultivation, it would be very difficult to kill them even if
we send an expert.”
Oswald looked at Ignatius and asked, “Ignatius, what do you think?” He had come to understand that every time Ignatius posed
a difficult question, he must have a solution in mind.
Ignatius then said, “Our Divine Realm is currently in a state of rebuilding, so it's not suitable to make numerous enemies,
especially Jonathan. This man is the Chosen One. His fate is incredibly strong, so it's very difficult to kill him. Moreover, Jonathan
is the king of vampires. If we kill him, it will provoke the revenge of the Blood Clan.” He paused for a moment. Then, he
continued, “This is my suggestion. As the Chief Master, you should issue a statement to expel Jonathan and Beatrix from Divine
Realm, never to return again. This way, no one will gossip about this in the future, and it will save us a lot of embarrassment. If
you wait for ten days, and you then say to expel them when they don't return, you'll seem lacking in confidence.”
Oswald said, “You make a good point!” He felt that Ignatius was truly considerate of him.
He had just assumed the role of Chief Master. If two traitors were to emerge at that time, and he couldn't even capture them, it
would be a massive blow to his reputation.
When Jonathan and Beatrix left the Wildefield train station, he received a call from Alice.

The two had already been expelled from Divine Realm.
After Jonathan found out, he gave Beatrix a knowing smile. “It seems that Oswald and his group are not foolish. They know that
if they insist on entangling with us at this crucial juncture, it'll do more harm than good. Hence, they decided to expel us from
Divine Realm first.”
Beatrix breathed a sigh of relief but still felt a sense of loss in her heart. Being expelled...
That feeling was akin to wanting to leave a company for a long time, but when the moment of actual departure came, it still felt a
bitter taste in one's mouth.
At that moment, the city of Wildefield was bathed in brilliant sunshine!
It was exactly four in the afternoon.
Inside the train station, there weren't many people. After all, Wildefield wasn't considered an economic hub, and it wasn't a
holiday, so the train station wasn't crowded.
Jonathan and Beatrix left the train station together.
A man in his sixties, dressed in a white lab coat, came over.
“Are you Mr. Jonathan and Ms. Beatrix?” The elderly man with a face full of wrinkles asked, looking up.
Jonathan nodded, saying, “Yes, we are.”
“My name is Filbert. My employer sent me to pick you both up.”
After speaking, he turned around and opened the car door for Jonathan and Beatrix.
The car was a Lexus.

Jonathan and Beatrix entered the vehicle.
After closing the car door, Filbert turned around and went into the driver's seat. He then started the car and drove off.
On the road, Jonathan made small talk with Filbert, asking, “Is Ms. Wilkinson doing well these days?”
“Not so good!” After a momentary silence, Filbert said, “I can't explain it very well. You will understand once you see it.”
Jonathan nodded, deciding not to ask any more questions.
The last time he saw Joanne was half a year ago. In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.
In the past six months, Jonathan underwent radical changes.
Beatrix was still confused about what they were doing. On their way to their destination, she asked Jonathan, “Why do we need
to come here?”
Jonathan's response was straightforward. “There's no clear and effective way to avenge our master yet, so let's take it one step
at a time. Perhaps we may stumble upon an opportunity unknowingly?” He paused, then added, “You're aware of Joanne's
situation. It's quite peculiar. Maybe we can find some opportunities through her?”
Upon reflection, Beatrix realized that, indeed, there were no effective and feasible methods to avenge her master at the moment.
Hence, she decided to accompany Jonathan on the journey for the time being.
An hour later, Filbert drove Jonathan and Beatrix to the lakeside in the northeastern part of Wildefield.
Beside the lake was a small villa. The scenery there was splendid, with the lake's surface shimmering in the sunlight. Its intense
reflection was almost blinding.
There were also quite a few beautiful willow trees by the lake, their branches drooping into the water.
Joanne was sitting in the front yard of the small villa under a parasol set up in the yard.

Underneath the parasol was a table accompanied by four chairs.
At that very moment, Joanne was sitting on the chair in front of that table.
She seemed somewhat eerie because she was sunbathing in a down jacket during a scorching day.
The temperature in Wildefield was still quite high, and the dog days of summer were the last wave and the most intense.
Ordinary people, even in their lightest clothes, would find the weather hot. Yet, Joanne seemed unbothered.
Both Jonathan and Beatrix had a flash of surprise in their eyes.
Filbert, along with Jonathan and Beatrix, approached Joanne. He softly announced, “Your esteemed guests have arrived, Ms.
Joanne.”
Only then did Joanne open her eyes. She had been asleep just a moment ago.
Upon opening her eyes, Joanne saw Jonathan and Beatrix. She managed to squeeze out a faint smile and said, “I'm not feeling
too well. Please have a seat, both of you!”
Jonathan and Beatrix were in no rush to sit down. Jonathan first turned his gaze to Joanne, noticing that her face was pale, with
frost particles clinging to her eyebrows.
“What's going on with you?” Jonathan asked curiously.
With a bitter smile, Joanne said, “Starting from a month ago, my body has been getting colder and colder.”
Jonathan asked, “May I take your pulse?”
Joanne said, “Of course!” After she finished speaking, she reached out her hand.
Right away, Jonathan took hold of her pulse.

When he grasped it, an icy sensation akin to a bolt of lightning shot through Jonathan's fingertips.
Suddenly, Jonathan felt an intense sting. He couldn't help but let out a cry and immediately withdrew his hand.
“What's wrong?” Beatrix asked curiously.
With a wry smile, Jonathan said, “You'll know once you try it.”
Right then, Beatrix began to take Joanne's pulse.
Her reaction was naturally the same as Jonathan's. She quickly let out a gasp and withdrew her hand.
“This is so strange,” Beatrix said with a pale face. “I heard Jonathan mention it before, but I never imagined that your situation
would be this severe, Ms. Wilkinson.”