The strangest thing about Grief Peak was that one couldn't hear another's shout from the other end. The mountain only had electricity in 2017, yet some professional adventurers remained fearful of challenging it.Plus, the woods were filled with poisonous snakes, insects, leeches, black bears, and a persistent miasma that wouldn't fade. Thus, despite the numerous stories about Grief Peak, people were kept from going inside.The most famous tale about it was the Everett family's treasures. It was rumored that countless treasures of gold and silver were hidden underground in their house.There were even some weird-looking patterns in their courtyard, which might be the map to start the treasure hunt.However, none of these tales had been verified. The historical records were more credible, and archaeological findings suggested that this area was once home to a multi-ethnic kingdom known as the ancient Grief Kingdom. However, due to the terrain, it had been extremely difficult for a
When Landon entered the spot with the most spiritual energy, the crow perched on a branch and cawed twice.Their calls pierced through the mist and rang through the entire Grief Peak. It was as if telling all the unborn spirits that their true owner was back.The "king" that the evil beings referred to was pacing around anxiously."He's back? Is he really back? Did he say why he's back? Go and send him the wild yarrows in the mountain. Wait. I think he doesn't like yarrows…"The evil being who came to report saw through its king's panic and tried guessing, "Perhaps he just came back to take a look. Chaos is also here. You should know him."Of course, he knew Chaos! The latter almost devoured him back then!"Chaos likes to eat staghorns. Go and send everything we have to him. We can't let him go hungry."Although the king's requests were reasonable, none of the evil beings wanted to be in charge of sending it.A while later, another evil being came to report, "The lord seems to
Aria knew the situation was more complicated than it seemed. If Simon felt uneasy, it surely signified something bad. Although Aria didn't insist on going alone, someone had to send the herbs back.There were many injured soldiers waiting for the antibiotics, and some injuries couldn't afford to be delayed treatment. Plus, Aria couldn't disguise herself with all the herbs she had.After thinking for a moment, she took out her amethyst pendant.The twins immediately appeared. Angie still looked a bit scary despite her soft and respectful tone. "Ms. Carver, do you need our assistance?"After filling them in about the delivery of medicine, Abbie ducked behind Angie timidly. "Ms. Carver, I'm afraid we might not succeed. What if they're afraid of us?"Aria pinched their faces. "Go and find Xander. Tell him you're with me. Don't worry. A soldier like him wouldn't be afraid of you all. Didn't you say only those who did bad things would be afraid of you all?"Abbie clutched the package
Looking at Angie's disheveled spirit, Aria reached out to ruffle her hair. "I'll find him. Go with Abbie to deliver the herbs first."Although this is just an Earthbound Manifestation, everyone here is a heroic spirit. I'm sure you and Abbie want them to not have any regrets. Leave the rest to me. I'll find out who he is and bring him to you all."Angie's soul had been soothed. Although there was still resentment in her, the twins would listen to Aria unconditionally and treat it as the most important task. This was usually how spirit vassals reacted. While other souls might not be willing to be controlled, the twins allowed it as Aria had been taking care of them.If the twins couldn't do something as simple as delivering herbs, they would be useless to Aria. Thus, the twins exchanged glances and nodded obediently. In their true spirit form, they didn't have much strength, so they would often use their resentment to help.Albeit their obedient appearances, the twins were famou
Just as the twins wondered what to do, Xander thought for a moment before asking Benedict, "Where are they? Here?"Benedict suppressed his fear and replied, "A little bit further."Xander stretched his hands forward. Upon coming into contact with Angie, he could see the twins before him. Abbie was particularly looking at him shyly.Paggie once said ghosts didn't exist; only guilt would trick one into believing it. Growing up in the village, he had heard various stories from his household.However, Xander wasn't concerned about any kind of soul. All of them were Farshyans. Xander's sister would be about the same age as them if she were still alive. Since he arrived there, he rarely had any relatives visiting him.However, he would often dream of his sister, but he woke up to the sound of gunfire and bombs."Don't be scared. If you guys are hungry, I'll go and take a look to see if there is any canned food we managed to seize." Xander turned around.Angie didn't touch him, only
"Is this the main point?" Evander didn't understand Ingrid's thoughts.Ingrid said excitedly, "Of course, this is the main point. I want to know who she is in real life. Once she comes back, I'll ask for her number."She's way too capable, you know. Even our lecturer can't be exactly sure about the herbs' proportions. She must be someone renowned in the medical field!" Ingrid admired Aria a lot.However, Astrid was still displeased. "If she's as capable as you say, she wouldn't have kept herself hidden. We've already introduced ourselves when we came here. What about her? She didn't say a word and lectured us the moment she arrived."She's nowhere to be seen now. Plus, do you think she's a good person by how she can order ghosts around?"Astrid didn't dare to say this before Aria, so she could only complain behind her back. "Perhaps she's too scared to show her face in real life. That's why she's acting so high and mighty now that we're living in the past."Well, now that the her
Aria's confidence grew as she ventured deeper into the woods. Everywhere within the manifestation, personal burdens were woven into the fabric of reality, distorting the environment and affecting all who entered. These abnormalities could only be controlled by heroic spirits.A popular saying on the internet warned that anyone wary of encountering ghosts should visit Martyr Cemetery—where evil spirits dared not venture.Heroic spirits had protected civilians during wartime, and they continued their watch even in death. Their power was such that, with a weapon in hand, enemies became nonexistent.Aria eyed the abnormalities, then glanced at Simon. "Can you handle this?"Simon replied flatly, "It doesn't affect me, but you might be vulnerable. Humans have their seven deadly sins. I'm sure you have a weakness. If your dark side surfaces, nobody will leave this manifestation alive."Aria raised her phone, snapping a picture of the terrain and enemy troops. She grinned. "You know, befo
Once Aria made a decision, there was no turning back. As the beast of fortune, Simon could avoid many misfortunes, making it safest for him to return with the photos of the enemy's base. However, Simon's mind lingered on Aria. They were both from Southbury, and she was the only person besides David, who had never demanded anything from him after saving his life. Simon had always believed he was nothing more than a mere human, not some fabled beast of fortune.He had been taught that every citizen held a duty to their country in times of crisis. So, he decided to form a pact. When a beast of fortune offers protection to their chosen, it sends shockwaves across the land and even underground, resonating with all.Aria, the protectee, looked up in stunned silence.This pact was different—its power wasn't merely personal. It carried the weight of a nation's rise. By initiating the pact, Simon would cast blessings throughout Farshya. In doing so, he would alleviate his burdens, while Ar
Aria was trying to destroy the influence Ian built for himself in Janovin for 70 years. Aria locked eyes with Ian. "Saving Grandpa's life once earned you a lifetime of comfort. If the Carver family didn't genuinely care for you, they would have sent you away with a couple of dollars."After all, there were plenty of beggars who couldn't afford to eat at the time. Great-great-Grandpa couldn't bear to see a child begging in that era. That's why he decided to adopt you."Grandpa has never revealed your identity to anyone all these years. He has always treated you as if you were his elder brother."Aria's gaze darkened. "The Carver family owes you nothing, yet they have always been protecting you. Despite this, we're still the bad guys in your eyes."Aria stared at him with an icy gaze. "You know, you really remind me of a saying—some people will always be ungrateful, no matter what's done for them.""How dare you!" No one had dared to talk to Ian like this since he was a child. I
Aria's words struck deep, though her mention and praise of Malric was quite perfunctory. But she had achieved her goal by turning their own tactics against them. The family connections who had come to watch Aria's downfall now stared at Ian. Their eyes held suspicion instead of respect. They all believed in fortune-telling, so there could be no misunderstanding. Malric could not be wrong. Ian had indeed been manipulating things behind the scenes! To break a seemingly unshakeable alliance, all she had to do was simply destroy their common interests. Ian had been confident that these allies he had cultivated would always stand with him. On the surface, he seemed uninvolved, but in reality, he had backed the majority of the Carvers' minor shareholders. The family connections were part of a larger plan to eventually split the Carver fortune, each representing their own family's interests.But now, he had become their common enemy! Ian finally witnessed firsthand how the legendar
Warren chuckled at this. He might not understand fortune-telling himself, but Aria was genuinely formidable. Things had been peaceful at his house, and his health had improved too. It was all thanks to Aria rearranging the Carver residence's layout when she first returned to Janovin. Warren had told no one about this. Ever since Aria's kidnapping incident, he had sensed an invisible hand slowly corrupting the Carver family. The formations at the mansion and hotel were clearly designed on purpose. Knowing the culprit understood fortune-telling, Warren kept Aria's arcane abilities secret from everyone. He would hide information about Aria until everything came to light, especially since people had been asking about her after the Panne Street incident. Warren had been very clever about this. From his perspective, Aria was absolutely qualified to guide this young priest. Malric had even tried to guilt-trip Aria because of his status, so Warren did not consider that worthy of a true
This so-called prodigy cultivator was not part of Aria's plan. But since Owen had eagerly brought this man over, she might as well put Malric to full use. Her words about bad omens carried less weight than Malric's. After all, they trusted him most. Malric did not contradict Aria. Though crows were traditionally auspicious, they were also known as harbingers of death. With such persistent calling, could something actually be here? Malric's brow furrowed. "Please, everyone, follow me to have a look." With a prodigy like Malric speaking, even Ian had no excuse to stop them. He wanted to throw Owen out. He was really a fool who caused more harm than good. Of all the people to invite, he chose Malric. Sure, he would work for money, but he was not truly on their side. Owen had not expected his plan to backfire. He had brought Malric to prove Aria's harsh fate would harm him as her father, not to investigate some crow! Despite his frustration, Owen had to follow since Malric was
Others were wondering the same thing. Ian would not want anyone going to the backyard, so he glanced at Edwin. Edwin quickly replied, "It's just a crow. Someone's shooing it away." "A crow?" Fergus, ever sharp, smiled. "Where? I've never seen one." Poeta descended the stairs in fresh makeup. "That crow's been in the tree since midnight. Didn't you see it, Fergus?" The sky-blue gown she wore for today's performance was custom-made and well beyond her financial reach. She'd even borrowed money for the jewelry on her wrist. But she was confident that after today, she would cement her place in the Carvers and ascend to Janovin's elite.Surely Fergus bringing her along meant that he was ready to cut ties with Warren. She had waited years for this. She had been too young and naïve before, so she had simply accepted Warren's offer to further her studies abroad then. Thinking back, she should have schemed to stay with the Carvers. But thankfully, Fergus had not forgotten her. Desp
Malric was unsure of the Carver family's inner workings, so he glanced at Owen. "What nonsense are you saying, Aria?" Owen's face reddened with anger. "When did I ever abandon you?" Aria spoke slowly, "I have proof, so just wait. Can you honestly claim your kindness to Mindy wasn't motivated by the benefits of her birth signs?""I..." Owen started. Aria cut him off, "Don't lie, Mr. Veyrith is watching. Lying before a priest might just bring karma knocking on your door."As a superstitious man, Owen grew fearful. He fell silent with his fists clenched. Malric could not bear hearing her words anymore. "Ms. Carver, you shouldn't treat your father this way as a daughter. The gods are watching." "Let them watch then." Aria was brazen and unconcerned. "You may not know this, but I never fall for any guilt-tripping tactics. "I repay kindness with kindness, and I return cruelty with vengeance—even if that person is my own father. As for others..." Aria surveyed the room. "Even more
Malric's words sparked a commotion. "Concerning birth signs? What does that mean?" "It's obviously nothing good." "I'd heard Ms. Carver had a harsh fate. It must be true..." "It's so disrespectful of her to make her elders wait. What kind of young lady behaves this way? Poor upbringing, clearly." Fergus could not stand it anymore. His worthless father had brought this priest to declare Aria's birth signs inauspicious. They clearly just wanted to brand her as a bad daughter who brought misfortune to her father. As Fergus' eyes narrowed, he was about to explode. A soft laugh echoed from upstairs. Aria appeared in her black T-shirt and pants. Her gleaming hair and eyes were dark as usual. "It seems I went too easy on fixing the Carver Group last time." These minor shareholders did not even qualify for board meetings. Aria studied their unfamiliar faces. "If I remember correctly, all of you rely on the Carvers for your livelihood. As the current CEO, I have a question, Fergus
But Owen felt he should steer Fergus in the right direction. So he approached Fergus and spoke quietly, "Fergus, stay out of today's matters. There's something wrong with Aria. You'll understand when your grandfather arrives." If Fergus could show emotion, he would have scowled. Warren was right. Their ancestors must have done something terrible to be cursed with a father like Owen. He regretted defending this man in the family chat. Owen stood there confidently. He had always been so self-centered that he had never even checked on Fergus when he was abroad. He had only asked about Fergus' relationships since his return. Fergus would never accept Owen's claim that he hadn't attempted to sow discord between him and Warren. Connecting the dots now, Fergus felt an increasing disgust for Owen and Ian across the room. They were clearly trying to break Warren. When one attempt failed, they would try again. They kept trying to humiliate Warren. And there were even proposals for partne
"Mr. Veyrith!" Everyone rose from their seats. They had thought things were over for Owen, given the recent investigations. But he had kept an ace up his sleeve. Malric Veyrith was a real disciple of Mount Dracotigris. Hailed as the most likely to achieve transcendence, his gift for divination and fortune-telling was unparalleled. They said he had recently solved Janovin's flooding problems. It was extraordinary. Could someone really control the weather? But that was not even his most impressive feat. They had witnessed him restore a lost soul, and just recently, he had solved that crisis with the Furler boy. Also, the shopping center they had invested in had been struggling until he suggested adding a fountain plaza. Business immediately boomed after that. That was why their faces shifted into obsequious smiles. "What brings you here? Weren't you debating with overseas scholars?" Ian smilingly welcomed him too. Malric Veyrith seemed familiar with Ian but remained aloof. "