The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1754 Heavenly Merit

Mt. Verfait's cultivators stared in disbelief, struggling to comprehend what they had just witnessed.

This was their mentor. By all logic, a cultivator at his level should not lose their Arcane mind so easily. Such a catastrophic event would usually require the deliberate interference of someone at the level of a grand master.

But today, that wasn't the case. Kaspar hadn't even moved a finger.

As for Wynter, she was merely a rogue cultivator with a demonic manifestation. She wasn't even formally trained in the Arcane Way. Her abilities came from her unique horoscope which allowed her, under certain circumstances, to see spirits.

This phenomenon wasn't unheard of as Mt. Verfait had encountered similar cases before. They just couldn't understand why Leanan's Arcane mind would break.

Even Leanan himself was stunned. He glanced at his palms, the sudden onset of pain making him clutch his head.

Any cultivator could see that his cultivation power was dissipating. A shattered Arcane mind didn't just render a person's spells useless but also drained their accumulated merit.

The logic was simple. Cultivation was rooted in the heart. No matter what path one pursued, a stable foundation was essential. With the Arcane mind destroyed, a cultivator became no different from an ordinary mortal.

Leanan was visibly aging before their eyes. The vitality and authority he once commanded were gone, replaced by the frailty appropriate for someone of his age.

"No!" Leanan exclaimed, panic flashing across his face for the first time. He trembled with disbelief, refusing to accept the reality before him. "My Arcane mind-you destroyed my Arcane mind!"

When his gaze landed on Wynter, it was no longer the lofty, condescending look of an elder. Instead, his eyes were filled with darkness and malice. "How dare you destroy my Arcane mind?"

Wynter stood motionless, her eyelids lifting just enough to convey her indifference.

Kaspar laughed heartily from the side. "Leanan, you're really something. Wynter didn't even move, and yet you're blaming her for shattering your Aracne mind. But it truly is strange. What could have caused you to suddenly lose it?

"Could it be... that you caught a glimpse of the heavenly merit she carries-the kind you could never hope to achieve?"

"Heavenly merit?" The onlookers collectively drew a sharp breath.