“But with a face like this...” Tristan doubted that it would even matter for anyone else but him. In the end, he erased the stray musings from his mind.
He never cared for what others thought of him in the first place anyway.
"I said stop your nonsense already, Tristan!" Sarah tried to admonish like a strict mother. But these hard words were betrayed by a giggle or two from the woman. This was why she loved her son so much.
Even though he appeared laden with all his physical abnormalities but he never acted differently from any other children.
In fact, Sarah had never even seen Tristan cry or appear mildly disturbe
"WHOOSH!" an agile almost unseen object flew in the distance, only to come back from whence it came and landed obediently at the hands that let it fly in the first place.With how strong a family of a village hunter was, being consumers of the most potent parts of a magical beasts body, making this throw was elementary.What was more amazing was the technique displayed by Tristan. To be able to send off a normal looking knife at the trajectory he did required exquisite mastery over the thrown weapon.It was definitely something that took years and maybe decades of practice. One that this hideous looking boy certainly was not.
There was a scene of broken parts of humans and the crimson flow along their flesh's edges several years ago.For the first time in the ten years of his new life, Tristan saw the look of horror on his mother's face. And it was directed straight at him.He promised from that day onward that he will never recreate the same event again. At least not in front of his second mother in life, Sarah."Why are you not eating your lunch, mom? Do you want me to get you something better?" Tristan asked after he finished the unpalatable food he got used to eating."Hmmm... Nothing, Tristan. I just love to look at you enjoy your meal so exub
Some of them would get swallowed whole but the most common causes of death at the hands of these mindless low level magical beasts was a more miserable end than what was initially imagined.A piece by piece evisceration by wild animals who knew nothing but trust the instincts that had been embedded unto their existence. But this was not to say that there were no sentient magical beasts.In fact there were a lot of them. But most of these high leveled creatures were fortunately away from here.If not, then a trifling Warding Powder could not have paused their steps to eat its fill and devour all mortals in the town of Caister. Perhaps even the neighboring towns near these terrains.
Warren never even taught his sword arts to Tristan, much less impart knife skills that seemed to fly in all directions at once.She realized long ago that her son had many secrets of his own but that was not her business. Tristan was her son and no one could change that permanent truth.Not her.Not her husband, Warren.Not Tristan.Not those wicked magical beasts.And most certainly, not the blind and deaf gods who remained still amidst their cries of sorrows.
Tristan looked like a swirling pickaxe but in a more vivid and grotesque way. He circled in unpredictable fashion while the bottles were secured firmly on his belt.The extra baggage had only minimal restrictions towards Tristan’s actions while he continued taking his time on his measured evasions."What's wrong, mom? Are you tired already? I seem to remember a woman who was quite cocky and claimed that she could go on fucking like a teen for hours on end. Hmmmm...I recall that her name is very familiar... Ssssss...." Tristan said after five minutes of the same play. He could see the sweat pouring from the pores of his mother and judged that it would come soon.
“What are you going to do, Master Tristan? The Caister Weasels shall be at your disposal." Joseph said and the meaning of his pledge could be taken literally as well.This boy could definitely end every single one of their paltry lives. The fat man's eyes strayed for a second on the sleeping figure of the boy's mother.He guessed that the situation originated from this unfortunate development.“Is she injured or worse....?” Joseph paused his thoughts on what this could mean to his group and also of the people of Caister as a whole.As one who sucked at the lifeblood of the masses for decades and unified the u
At that moment, each one of them witnessed was only told in mere whispers and legends. A materialization of energy and spirit.One that no mortal in Caister nor its neighboring towns has and could ever achieve in light of the restrictions that plagued their history.It was as if he was daring for someone to come challenge him the moment he disembarked from the carriage. But luckily, none came and they all thank the invisible gods above for that."Where is Henry and his men?" Joseph asked when he remembered the man he sent earlier to guide Tristan’s mother in the marketplace.Of course he was not stupid to rely the safety
After a full minute of close inspection, Tristan dropped the red stone inside the box to fall into the crystalline waters."SHHHHHH!" the mixture made a sizzling sound as if water upon boiling temperatures and the effect was only growing in intensity as each breath elapsed.Upon the seventh second, a curious change happened without another notice whatsoever.The outer shell of the red stone peeled from its surface to reveal a shiny unblemished pearl from within its hard case."Perfect." Tristan whispered and fished out the shiny pearly stone with his fingers.
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!”