Summit Farmer-Chapter 2267 - 2265: Gained the Friendship of a Family

Caleb Clarkson and his group were headed toward Peter Brown, with Caleb’s intent to kill Peter being seen by those pursuing him as a murderous charge.

"Friend, quickly block them, our Fire Raven Clan will surely reward you!"

Peter was initially stunned, then without hesitation, he charged forward.

This time, Peter was completely intent on killing.

"They are my enemies too, I’ll help you kill them!"

As Peter spoke, he launched a punch directly toward Caleb Clarkson.

Initially, Caleb didn’t take Peter seriously; to him, killing Peter wasn’t a difficult task. With a fierce expression, Caleb’s momentum did not diminish, intending to punch Peter away before fleeing.

However, what he hadn’t anticipated was that Peter didn’t retreat; instead, he met Caleb’s punch head-on.

Their fists collided in an instant.

Boom!

Both being powerful Body Refiners, they unleashed formidable force.

The shocking moment for Caleb occurred then.

Crack!

With a resounding crash, Caleb was directly sent flying by Peter’s punch.

Screaming in agony, Caleb stared at Peter with deep unwillingness as he collapsed.

But quickly, Caleb lay dead on the ground.

After killing Caleb, Peter looked at those accompanying Caleb with heated eyes, shouted loudly, and charged into the crowd.

As Peter stormed into the crowd, his fists flew, punching person after person.

Every punch was a step forward!

Though only one among them was at the Third Level of Body Refining, the others were at the Peak of the Second Layer. Yet, to Peter, this was only an elevation number. Knowing they were from the Harrison clan, Peter showed no mercy, and under his wild barrage, they fell one by one.

"Thank you, friend!"

At this moment, the pursuers arrived, seeing Peter’s ferocity, the head among them—a middle-aged man—clasped his fists toward Peter and said, "This man killed our young master, friend avenged his death for us, our Fire Raven Clan owes you a favor!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man collected Caleb Clarkson and the others’ corpses, then turned to lead his people away.

Peter noticed that the Fire Raven Clan members seemed wary of him, and after speaking, they did not linger.

Watching them leave, Peter shook his head. In his mind, he again found himself on the steps.

One hundred and fifteen steps!

Peter discovered he was now at the one hundred and fifteen-step mark.

A formal disciple?

Peter recalled that the hundredth step was for Chore Disciples, one hundred and ten steps for formal disciples, and one hundred and fifty for inner sect disciples.

Thinking on this, Peter looked forward and was puzzled, as there was no one on the steps ahead.

Could he be the first?

Peter hesitated now, unsure about whether to enter and cause havoc again.

At least he needed to become an outer sect disciple. It’s said the Harrison clan’s backer is an inner disciple, so being just a regular disciple isn’t enough; he needed some means of self-defense.

With this thought, Peter no longer hesitated and took another step upward.

As Peter reached the one hundred and fifteen steps, the people below were astonished. In this underground mine trial, reaching a hundred steps wasn’t unheard of, but reaching over one hundred and ten steps was rare. How much time had passed, and now Peter Brown had become a formal disciple.

The Harrison clan’s steward’s face changed dramatically; he hadn’t expected such an outcome. Standing there and looking around, he saw that those he had sent to the steps had disappeared.

Dead!

Upon realizing this, the steward’s face turned grim, for this trial wasn’t just stepping on the steps; it was real death, the death of Divine Sense. Typically, those who die in the step battles suffer a collapse of their Divine Sense; although they remain alive, they exist as corpses.

Sure enough, as beams of light flashed, the Harrison clan’s men were all expelled, and they appeared dazed.

After looking at a few, the steward felt the situation was beyond his control, and could only report it via Sound Transmission Jade Slip.

Various powers were now focused on Peter Brown, marking him as a dark horse in the trial.

Peter had already entered the battlefield; he was becoming familiar with everything there.

Unfolding his Divine Sense, Peter tirelessly searched for targets to kill.

The space inside was quite complex, not large, but finding enemies without Divine Sense was not easy. This was why the clan powers found cheating challenging; even with their means, they could only gather six or seven people together.

The powers on the ground were also searching for prey.

Peter’s Divine Sense swept across and landed on a group of fierce beasts.

Peter’s sole goal was the steps, so he targeted fierce beasts equivalent to the Third Level of Body Refining.

Soon, Peter’s figure appeared everywhere here, each time he charged out, he could take a Third Order fierce beast’s life.

One hundred and fifty steps!

After slaying a beast and reappearing on the steps, Peter found himself at the one hundred and fifty-step mark, realizing this was his moment to stop. He had displayed his greatest Body Refining strength inside.

One more beast kill, then I’ll leave!

To guarantee his achievement, Peter once more entered the steps.

With Peter’s entry, silence enveloped the surrounding plaza. For many years, there hadn’t been an outer sect disciple here, yet today it happened, leaving everyone shocked and curious about the one who reached the one hundred and fifty steps.

The Harrison clan’s steward had now contacted their clan leader; upon learning of it, he paused before snorting, "Just an outer sect disciple!"

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