Philip did not ask Montel to make a prediction for him, but the senior members of the Zucker family were doing it for him at this time. Their existence was to serve the descendants of the Clarke family. Other than completing some daily duties, their most important task was to make predictions for Philip and pay attention to every movement in his life. Therefore, the Zucker family had to be very strong to prevent any backlash. “Patriarch, based on my prediction, I think something is wrong.” An old man with gray hair frowned. He was someone with stronger fortune-telling abilities in the Zucker family. The others also looked at their prediction results with troubled expressions. “There's something wrong with this. This prediction points to someone from a reclusive family or faction. Are those old freaks making a comeback?” The Zucker family was puzzled and nervous. The secular practice world usually did not interact with the reclusive world. The reclusive faction was ver
“Dad, why didn’t you contact me through the software like you usually do? Is there an emergency?” Montel could not figure out why his father would call him. Did he miss him so much? His father chastised Montel before he finished talking, “Have you forgotten all about your fortune-telling abilities already? I can tell at a glance that you haven't made any predictions for the young patriarch recently. We noticed something in our predictions.” Montel listened to his father’s message and froze. From his father, he learned a lot about the reclusive factions, which he had never heard of before. After the call, Montel was a little confused and could not react for a while. Several minutes had passed before he returned to his senses. Montel quickly grabbed hold of Philip and took him to a corner. “Why didn’t you answer your phone?” Philip was puzzled and took out his phone, which had turned off because the battery was out of power. “It’s been a while since I’ve used a mobile p
The outside world was far better than the reclusive world in every aspect. If the other party came into contact with the secular world and fell in love with this place, they would have certain thoughts about it. With their strength, taking over this world was a piece of cake. Philip sneered. That stupid guild was simply asking for trouble. “What should we do next? Fight them?” Montel was wary. If the other party was really that powerful, it would be difficult for them to resist. Philip was cautious. He knew that this was the biggest problem he had ever encountered. Montel had never seen such caution in Philip before. He felt a little nervous and wanted to comfort Philip. “Tell Aslan and the others to leave the women here to look after the children. Let’s gather in the study.” Philip waved his hand and went to the study. Montel became serious and informed everyone about it. Everyone was laughing and joking earlier, but they fell silent upon seeing Montel’s expressi
“Cut the crap and spit it out,” Philip said in a huff. Aslan cowered in fear. Only Philip could intimidate him like this. “I’ve known about the reclusive factions long ago, but I’m most familiar with the Beast Taming Guild. That damned guild captured many of our people back then, and even I was not spared from harm. "Fortunately, my father was amazing enough to take me back from them, or I’d have been their slave now!” Aslan briefly recounted his story, and Philip's expression became serious. Through the Beast Taming Guild, he could already tell the difference between their practice levels. In today's secular world of practitioners, almost no one could raise a monster beast as a pet. However, the reclusive world had a specialized guild that captured and trained monster beasts. Philip had to admit that the reclusive world was very much ahead of the secular world. “Although the reclusive world sounds small and mysterious, there are many guilds as far as I know! Of course,
After Philip left some instructions for the upcoming arrangements, he locked himself in the room. With Arthur's help, all the villas nearby belonged to Philip. The whole area was surrounded by high walls, clearly marking their territory. Arthur was very supportive of their actions and did not raise any objections. With this move, Philip had clearly decided to stay and develop his force in this place. Arthur was very excited to help his old friend keep an eye on his grandchild. At this moment, Greg and his puppets stared at the towering walls eagerly. After studying at the academy for some time, he made some breakthroughs in the art of controlling puppets. Greg was a smart person and could integrate the knowledge taught in the academy into his twisted techniques. Thus, his art of puppetry had reached new heights. “It’s embarrassing to have these losers as my puppets. I should have the best puppets!” Greg said with disdain, very dissatisfied with these useless puppets.
Although Aslan's hearing was very good, he was not bothered about such random things. He preferred to idle his time away. Everyone worked hard to train the children, wishing they could turn them into powerful beings overnight. If the children could get stronger, they could be of great help in the upcoming battle. However, everyone knew that it was wishful thinking. Rome was not built overnight, and haste made waste. They could not do anything to undermine the situation. At this time, Wynn arrived with her parents. Aslan had a keen perception of his people. Philip had also told them about the various illusory and killing formations around the place. Therefore, everyone had to carry special tokens with them to move around safely. Since Wynn and her parents were not aware of the situation, Aslan rushed to the door to greet the three of them. “Wynn, Philip has placed a powerful formation here. You need to carry this thing with you to move around freely.” Aslan handed the to
Martha always had to humble herself to please others. Now that she could order others around, how could she miss this opportunity? “If you can't even remember my face, there's no need to keep you around!” Martha was very arrogant as if she wanted to make things difficult for Aslan, but she was venting her anger on the wrong person. Someone else might have backed down from her intimidation, but she was facing Aslan, the legendary devil. Aslan had always hated humans. Although he had changed his mindset after living with humans, he would threaten annoying pests whenever he met them. “Why do I need to remember your face? The practitioner world is always full of unpredictable changes, and even a person can change the next second. “You need to use your blood to claim the token as your own. You’ll be in trouble if someone steals it from you!” Aslan did not bother to treat Martha politely and simply threatened her. Charles immediately found a knife and cut his finger. The toke
Aslan laughed as if he had heard something amusing. “Old lady, are you right in the head?” Aslan smiled and shook his head, thinking that something was wrong with Martha. Charles tugged Martha’s arm in embarrassment. “I'm sorry, sir. I'll ask her to claim the token as soon as possible.” Charles tugged Martha’s arm and said in a low voice, “This is something only a practitioner can do. We know nothing about it. Why are you so stubborn?” Charles was very upset with Martha. Martha was angry that Charles would take someone else’s side. “So what if we aren't practitioners or know nothing about such things? Philip is their boss! What can they do?” Martha always had a sense of superiority. She had decided to ask Philip to get rid of Aslan. “Let’s go. Stop embarrassing yourself.” Charles felt very embarrassed. He apologized to Aslan and dragged Martha to the villa. Aslan found this scene very funny. He did not expect that Philip would have such an unruly and wilful wo