“Affirmative, Maru.” Madame Ais replied.
“Really?” Maru was surprised because he was really not sure whether she could do that. But since she said she can, then he finally dismissed any further deliberations and began cultivating in full.
“Affirmative, Maru.”
“Then please make some for me, Madame Ais.” Maru instructed and finally opened the bottles then used them all out, one after the other.
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“Thanks, Fatty Feng. Here. Take this.” Maru offered his palm to give a ring to the fat boy.“Is this?!” Fatty Feng’s eyes grew big when he saw the ring. This was a ring in the legends! The one that can only be possessed by real and mighty cultivators of any sect.“Yes. Use it well, Fatty Feng. There’s lots of body strengthening pastes inside it. Be strong and live your life the way you want to.” Maru replied and smiled warmly at the fatty.Since he has an infinite number of these things in his hands, then throwing a few here and there was never a problem. And Fatty Feng was his friend. Maru was not one to deny his friends some help.
Although Master Corin knew that Maru was one of the prime disciples of the Chief Protector but the thought of his Elder giving that much amount of resources was unheard of.It would break the very foundation which the Infernal Blood Sect was built upon.A true hardened disciple that would claw, bite, and grab at every opportunity to gain an advantage in order to succeed in the long road of going against heaven’s will.“Is Maru perhaps the Chief Protector’s illegitimate son?” Corin mused in silence as he looked at the boy from head to toe. Maybe.There was a little bit of similarity here and there. He tr
“You need not worry about trivial things, Maru. The sect fully acknowledges your exceptional talents and three of these magical beasts is a small gift for your arrival in the sect.Assign two more of these Hilami under the name of Maru.” Corin addressed his student and commanded the disciple who took care of the magical beast thereafter.If he wasn’t mistaken, that masked man was probably the Sect Master or at least an Elder who represented the Sect Master since those tokens of power were never given to a teacher, much less to a disciple who had just entered the sect the day before.Thus, Master Corin had entirely taken the initiative to flatter this little boy with his goodwill. W
“What about the Hilami, teacher?”“Don’t worry about them. They won’t go anywhere and someone will take care of them later on.If you’re concerned about losing your magical beast, don’t be since your name has already been imprinted as its owner. No one in the sect would steal someone’s possession inside its premises.That least I can assure you.” Corin replied with a smile.“Okay, teacher.” Maru said and observed the towering buildings around him.While it may appear rundown compared to th
“I recommend this one, Maru.” Master Corin took out a cultivation manual from amidst the sea of books.Since this was the first time the boy would see this innumerable collection of knowledge, thus he deemed it necessary to give some kind of guidance to the little child.If not, then they would stay here for decades to finish scouring the place up piece by piece.“Is he really only at Body Cultivator Stage, Master Corin?”Saladino queried while the boy was busy flipping the pages and looked at the various demonstrations of body forms and kata in order to complete the entire cycle of the technique.
All were instantly wondering who the little boy was in the midst of the Elders but none got the courage to speak their minds out loud.It would be an exercise of stupidity to do so since it was of no concern to them whatsoever. They would only invite the ire of the Elders and nothing good would come out of that.“Give me a set of sect robes for this new disciple and register him for the best available cave of dwelling in the sect. Do it at once, Kathi!” Master Saladino instructed the one in charge of the registry.They were now inside a lavish room that hinted at the extravagance not only of the sect but also of the taste of the one who occupied the office.
Although Master Saladino was more potent than him in might and status but he did not believe that he would do anything untoward unto himself.Internal strife was strictly prohibited by the Sect Master and the sect rules were there for a reason.The existence of the Tomb of Traitors was a clear manifestation of the iron will of the Infernal Blood Sect’s Leader and its Elders.“What about me?” Master Saladino lamented. A fleeting thought of murdering Master Corin flashed through his eyes.There was a slight chance that he could escape the Sect Master because a report landed on his ears that his Master suffered
“Walk through the door.” Was the man’s only response.“I’ll try.” Maru replied and waved a hand out in front of him. He started walking forward and when his outstretched palms touched the gates, the view around him completely transformed.“What kind of magic is this?” Maru wondered out loud as he witnessed the colorful images created and recreated time and time again.At first it came to his house in the slums and to his wooden hut second, then his mansion in the city of Antavale, next was of course his castle in the late Vestal Virgin Sect,and lastly was his recent home in the
Maru was more than happy to take a break from everything—even from the responsibilities that came with his many wives and his realm-shaking reputation. Escaping into the mortal world for a time was like a breath of fresh air, a rare chance to experience life without the burdens of status and power.As he adjusted to this new identity, Maru sifted through the memories of the young man whose life he now occupied. The memories painted a bleak picture: this young Maru was impoverished, scraping by from a family with little to their name. For someone accustomed to wealth, influence, and resources beyond mortal comprehension, this was, to put it mildly, inconvenient."I’ll have to change that," Maru muttered to himself, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. He strolled down to the nearest gas station, where he purchased a lottery ticket with casual confidence. With a bit of energy concealed within a playful flick of his finger, he ensured that fate would work in his favor. A week la
A trillion years had passed, and Maru had truly ascended to the highest plane of existence, becoming the undisputed master of the multiverse. He had mastered every grand dao, and his name was whispered across countless realms as the supreme ruler.The laws of reality bent to his will, and even the flow of time itself was nothing more than a tool for his amusement.The past, present, and future were his to shape as he saw fit, and the myriad daos—once elusive and untamable forces—had become his loyal servants, bowing at his feet.No corner of existence was beyond his reach. Universes rose and fell on his whims, stars burned bright and were extinguished with a mere thought, and entire civilizations either flourished or crumbled at his command.Maru's power was absolute, his authority unmatched, and yet, after countless eons of this existence, he found himself feeling something he had not anticipated—boredom.He had seen it all, lived through it all. Every challenge the multiverse had to
In a mystical world within the body of an immortal, a great ruckus was happening. “Master! It has appeared once again!” A good disciple knelt on the floor. He prostrated before his teacher which had given him his everything in short. This very man had saved him in the past and until this day, he has not forgotten his pledge of allegiance and service to this person. The disciple was content in doing so. He had no ambitions for himself, only to the happiness of his benefactor. To call him a slave was much more fitting than a disciple in this day and age. “Gather all your brothers and sisters. We shall go at once.” An aged man answered with a serious face on him. He was old and full of wrinkles. His age almost to the limit of what could be achieved with his cultivation base. Nevertheless, the majesty of his stance was a perfect picture of what a true powerhouse truly was. This man had been alive on this world for more than one thousand years already. It was both an accomplishment i
“Speak.” An old dying voice replied. His body seemed ancient alongside the timeless aspect of his voice. Perhaps the only consolation that could be found on him today was the quality of his cultivators robes. At first glance alone, anybody that has eyes could easily determine that it was not made of poor materials at all. This old man was of course the master of Dragon Conqueror Pavilion. “There was a group of people looking a specific cultivation manual earlier, master. They wanted Soul Birth Realm training scrolls.” Kong Jin reported. She knew that the implications of her words would not be lost on his smart master. And indeed it was not. “DING!” The old man opened his eyes and one could notice the blazing fire in them. The atmosphere in the room immediately surged up and this has made the beautiful Kong Jin tremble in place. But reaction was not out of fear but surprisingly because of her extreme excitement. Thousands of sexy ladies like her dreamed to hug the thick thigh of t
The team arrived into the city of Aren way more than just 3 days. In fact, it took them almost 1 week before they saw the mighty gates that protected the place.But after the initial excitement, Maru and company was not anymore harassed by anyone on the road.It appeared like news has traveled fast about the demise and fall of one very strong Core Origin Realm at the hands of our very own protagonist.The weary adventurers got inside the city of Aren and enjoyed a well deserved rest thereafter.Ye Lim went to sell the extra items they got off the loot while Maru was already busy thinking ahead. He was not one to waste his time at all.“I want you to gather information about a cultivation technique for Soul Birth Realm Culti
“HAHAHA! I’ve been alive on this world for hundreds of years and had seen smart tongues like you in legion. I will enjoy watching you suffer in pain, dumb young maggot.”The newly arrived Core Origin Realm Cultivator promised darkly unto our very own protagonist. Maru took this threat in silence.He would of course not waste his breath upon somebody who did not heed his advice from the start.“Kill every single one of them but leave the foolish young master alive.” The Core Origin Realm Cultivator instructed his minions.“Hehehe. You can count on us, master!” The band of robbers replied in chorus.“DING!” Alas, a sudden change came before anyone could move from this point forward.“AHHHHHHHHHH!” A pillar
“Please take care on your way, Hong’er.” Ye Hanya said unto her son.Even though she knew that Ye Hong was already more than capable enough of taking care of himself but it was always a mother’s job to worry for her young one.She really could not be blamed for that at all.“I will, mom.” Maru smiled at his mother. He then looked at Ye Jia and nodded at his old man.The latter was a lot more confident and composed than Ye Hanya and it could be seen from this act alone on how Ye Jia became the Patriarch of Ye after all these years.His strong character was only the least of his myriad qualities. “Let’s go, Yin Lan.” Maru called and before long, a beautiful woman p
Maru arrived at the Ye domains. At once glance, he could see that there were more people inside it than when he left. It was obvious that there were more homeless and poor citizens of Whitecrest who chose to seek refuge in the clan. His parents Ye Jia and Ye Hanya knew of their son’s heart and thus gladly accepted to feed and give shelter to these people. From the initial 1,000 hapless souls, the count had already five fold at this time. Fortunately for all, the expense of having these families was too insignificant for the rich Ye family. But if these 5,000 men, women, and children were to be cultivated then that was a whole nother matter entirely. Resources like spirit stones were extremely limited even for a big clan like the Ye. “It’s been two long years, huh?” Maru smiled and began walking in slow steps towards the large
A year passed in no time. Maru remained seated in the void and continued to refine the extreme power of the sun.He needed no more physical supplements like food in order to survive since what sustained a Soul Birth Realm Expert was the natural panacea for the soul.These priceless treasures may be found in divine lands or they could be artificially nurtured through the creation of magical pills.Thus, the times when our restless traveler would devour several tables of food was already long gone into the past.“BANG!”999,997th Stage of Soul Birth Realm!“BANG!”999,998th Stage of Soul Birth Realm!“BANG!”