“I-I’ll hand it over…!” shouted the old master, his immense grief evident. However, he really didn’t have much of a choice but to obey. “…Men! Retrieve the map for him!” ordered the old man as he gestured for a few subordinates to do so. Soon enough, they returned with the map, handing it over to Gerald. “Speaking of which, I’ll also be taking the herbs I gave you tonight,” added Gerald. “R-right away…!” replied the old master extremely bitterly. They had only blackmailed three hundred million dollars and the herbs from him… To think that he would retaliate by snatching away everything that the Minshall family owned! While all the other Minshalls were definitely brimming with anger and resentment as well, none of them dared to say a word, choosing instead to keep their dissatisfaction to themselves. Once he obtained the herbs as well, Gerald turned around to leave. However, he had only taken a few steps when a young Minshall apprentice jumped out while shouting, “You b
In a way, her face—at least to Gerald—was a textbook example of an oriental beauty. Shaking the thoughts off, Gerald quickly ran over to her and checked her pulse while asking, “Are you alright?” Getting no response, Gerald deduced that she had fainted from losing too much blood. ‘This wound would’ve been fatal if I hadn’t found you any sooner!’ Gerald thought to himself as he immediately rushed her over to the Yarne family manor. It was early the next morning when Yume Gunter slowly opened her eyes to the lingering scent of medicine. Looking around, she saw that she was in some sort of luxurious room. The moment she tried to sit up, however, she immediately let out a yelp. Someone had dressed her up in pajamas! Her immediate response was warranted since it was natural for women to be particularly sensitive toward being changed by strangers. This was especially so for Yume who was quite traditional-minded. However, she did notice that the person had also bandaged the in
As for Gerald, Wagner had called for him so that both of them could head over to meet Master Ghost in Langvern Church—which was located in Langvern Mountain—as appointed by Wagner the day before. In the past, Gerald hadn’t really believed in so-called ‘masters of fortune-telling’. He simply considered them to be people who were keen on deceiving others. However, from the moment he first found out about the remarkable old beggar in the mural, his views on fortune-telling began changing. Aside from all the mystifying new experiences he had gone through, Gerald also had another reason to believe that Master Ghost was the real deal. After all, Master Ghost had successfully predicted events that would befall Alice, Wagner, and even the Minshall family. Everything that he had said eventually came true. Since Master Ghost had been able to predict that both Wagner and Gerald would eventually meet, Gerald knew that there existed a chance that he would be able to learn about Mila and his
“So tell me, Gerald, why did you come all the way out here? Could it be that you’re hoping to meet Master Ghost to have your love fortune read? They say his predictions are extremely accurate, you know!” said Yasmeen. At that, Gerald simply shook his head. He didn’t really have much to talk to her about, and through his attitude, Gerald hoped that Yasmeen would eventually get the hint and understand that he really didn’t want to continue chatting with her. “I see… Well I certainly did! I hope he predicts nice things about my love life!” replied Yasmeen with a smile. “Come again? Don’t you already have a husband?” said Gerald. Though he didn’t show it, Gerald already knew why Yasmeen was treating him so differently compared to before. After all, he was no longer a ‘poor student’ in her eyes after displaying how rich he was back at the auction. “And who told you that I’m married? Whoever you’re thinking of, that man definitely isn’t my husband! Regardless, since we’ve known e
Out stepped a young man draped in black robes. When the visitors saw him, all of them fell silent. As for the apprentices, they immediately bowed respectfully before shouting in unison, “Senior!” “The distinguished guest that master’s been waiting for has arrived…” said the man as he scanned through the crowd with a smile. “May I know who among you goes by the name of Mr. Gerald Crawford? From Northbay?” added the man. “That would be me!” replied Gerald as he frowned slightly. To think that the mysterious Master Ghost had even predicted that he would come over today to pay him a visit! “Greetings, Mr. Crawford. The master has been waiting for you for the longest time, and he’s already prepared some tea for you. Please, follow me,” said the young priest as he bowed. Astonished, Gerald then replied, “…The longest time? From when exactly had he predicted my arrival…? As far as I know, Wagner only told him yesterday that I was coming over today to pay him a visit! Does Master G
As the copper coins in the nine dragons’ mouths dropped to the floor, they seemed to form a particular shape. Once all of them had fallen, Master Ghost walked over to have a look. After studying their formation for quite a while, he nodded slightly to himself. Seeing that, Gerald then asked, “How is it?” If he was going to be entirely honest, Gerald still couldn’t bring himself to fully believe in the old man’s capabilities. However, if Master Ghost truly was able to locate both Mila and his uncle, then, and only then, would all his doubts would be cleared. “…Well, the reading shows that you have a predestined relationship… As long as you’re able to find this relationship, then you’ll definitely be able to finally locate the people you’ve been looking for! With that in mind, that means that the people you’re hoping to find are still alive!” replied the old man with a smile. Frowning slightly, Gerald then asked, “Then do you know where they currently
“A stone tablet?” “Indeed. An ancient event of some sort had been painted onto it. Even after studying the stone tablet for quite some time, however, Xyion was only able to tell that it had something to do with a burial scene. He wasn’t able to understand the wording on the table at all, and after many years passed, he eventually lost interest in it. As a result, the tablet is now kept as an ancient art piece within my private room!” explained Master Ghost. Another mural…? Whenever Gerald heard about murals now, it always prompted his mind to recall what he had seen inside the ancient tomb. As one would expect, ancient murals were usually filled with historic tales that reflected the people of the time’s social, political, economic, literary, artistic, and technological capabilities. Such murals could end up being vastly different according to the artists’ beliefs, customs, and also their aesthetic concepts. These murals—that were usually drawn as long as rivers—were viewed
Turning to look at the second mural, Gerald saw that it was about the lady in white’s burial. On the day of her burial itself, a thunderstorm seemed to be present. Inclusive of the old man, Gerald counted—relatively easily—thirty-seven people in the next image, with nine people standing in each of the four rows that were drawn. With the thunderstorm still raging on, the people in this team seemed to be the only ones who had been chosen to set off to the palace of the goddess. Halfway through their journey there, they appeared to halt at an island to take a short rest. However, something happened soon after as was seen on the third mural. The ones on the island were greeted by the sight of a giant ship! This wasn’t the first time Gerald had seen this ship either. It was exactly similar to the one he had seen in the tomb before this. Seeing the oddly-shaped massive ship hovering atop the island, the thirty-six people the beggar had brought along immediately fell to their knees
Watching in fury as his black air blade dissipated, Daryl roared, “W-what power…!” As Daryl was too shocked to move, Gerald took the chance to yell, “Attack…!” And just like that, a blazing light momentarily lit the entire sky…! As surges of energy shot out in all directions, Daryl’s devilish formation was reduced to dust in a matter of seconds! “No…!” howled the anguished Daryl as the earth beneath him cracked and clouds of dust flew everywhere! It was chaos incarnate… yet moments later, everything fell deathly silent. Gerald himself had already vomited a pool of blood by now, and as he fell unconscious, he could feel his body freezing up… Fast forward to three years later, Mayberry Commercial Street was as lively as ever… “Darling, it’s your brother’s wedding day today… Shouldn’t we head over earlier? You’ve been dolling yourself up for ages!” “Fine, dad… Though, isn’t Second Uncle already there to help set things up? That aside, my brother’s gone through so many hardsh
‘Daryl’s been possessed by the Supreme Devilish Lord for ages, and the lord himself has been using your grandfather’s body to attempt his resurrection! This cycle has been repeating for years, and the Supreme Devilish Lord has already captured many people with Yin physiques but thankfully failed! This grew so out of hand that the Soluna Deus Sect, or Sun League as you call them, have actively been trying to force the Supreme Devilish Lord to show himself!’ ‘In order to further deter the Supreme Devilish Lord’s efforts, they’ve even been kidnapping people with Yin physiques! Do you see the entire picture now, boy?’ explained Finnley. ‘…So that’s the truth… Then, how’s Mila?’ asked Gerald. ‘She’s fine, but your reunion depends on whether we can destroy him this time!’ replied one of the white-robed ladies. That was relieving to hear… Still, as it turned out, the Sun League weren’t villains at all! They had simply been abducting people like his second uncle, Mila, and Leo for the
His chest felt like it was exploding, and it didn’t take long for blood to spurt out of his mouth. What immense devilish power…! Following a sneer, the Nirvadevil sect’s master scoffed, “I know you raised your cultivation level this high because you want to learn more about the Sun League, but you should understand that devilish cultivators will always be stronger! Did you really think that acquiring the angelic inheritance would give you absolute power? How laughable! Your Herculean Primordial Spirit won’t save you this time!” Furrowing his brows, Gerald retorted, “…Who on earth are you? How do you know me so well? In fact, how do you know about my Herculean Primordial Spirit?” Laughing in response, the master then said, “Oh, you’ll know who I am soon! But before that, allow me to snatch your Herculean Primordial Spirit! I need to destroy it so that the sacred Primordial Devilish Internal Pellet can reign supreme…!” Upon hearing that, Gerald couldn’t help but frown even more.
“…This formation. It feels… familiar,” muttered Sanchez. “Same thought here. I think it’s the Septelic Perishment Formation of the ancient Black Dragon Sect!” replied Gerald. “Ah, no wonder it felt so familiar… Though, wasn’t this formation lost to time ages ago? How did you learn of it?” asked the surprised Sanchez. The formation had been a legendary one that, as Sanchez had said, had been lost at the end of the ancient era. Just from its name alone, one could imagine that this immensely powerful formation had been used against the people of the Deitus Realm. In the end, however, the allies of the Deitus Realm still managed to destroy the Black Dragon Sect, thus leading to the destruction of all the sect’s other mysterious and bizarre formations… Naturally, they had made sure to obliterate all of them to ensure that nobody in the future would be able to threaten them like that again in the future… Whatever the case was, Gerald was quick to reply, “I read about it somewhere. Ho
Upon hearing Gerald’s question, Lord Ethern was prompted to reveal a few samples of the herbs they were locating… and it wasn’t long before Gerald felt his eyes twitch. After all, those samples were herbs inherited by the ancient witches… In other words, they were the ones he was for as well! Naturally, Marcel recognized them as well, and he was quick to say, “…These…” Noticing how the two were looking at the herbs, Darkwind muttered, “…I take it that the herbalist they’re looking for really is Ms. Phoebe, Mr. Crawford?” “…Well, it’s hard to say if she is since Marcel already said that the timing wasn’t right… Regardless, this is an important clue. Lord Ethern, was it? Could you elaborate a bit more on your master?” muttered Gerald as he turned to face the man again. “I really can’t say…! Look, Master always appears before us in a shadowy form, so none of us have ever seen his face!” replied Lord Ethern while shaking his head. “…Is that the truth?” “I swear on my life!” exc
“Flaxen, you bloody traitor…!” roared the three other lords who grew so angry that their faces went red!However, they had no time to remain angry since the Blancetnoir Double Lords and Sanchez had already made their move! As one would expect, it only took a single round for all three of the lords to crumble to the ground.With his eyes wide open, Lord Ethern stuttered, “Who… Who the hell are you people…?!”“You don’t need to know that information. That aside, tell us what you four are planning to do already,” scoffed Gerald as he slowly approached the three defeated men.“…Who the hell do you think you are? What makes you think I’ll comply so easily?” growled Lord Ethren.Upon hearing that, Gerald raised his hand… and within a split second, Lord Ethern let out a bone-chilling wail. The Blancetnoir Double Lords had just snapped both of the poor man’s arms!“If you want your other limbs intact, don’t make me repeat the question,” growled Gerald.Now terrified, the agonized man replied,
From what Gerald could tell, all of them were devilish cultivators. After all, their auras were way different compared to regular cultivators like Gerald and demonic cultivators like Sanchez. Though he had read about devilish cultivators before in one of Uncle Zeman’s books, this was his first time actually coming across them. It was a while later when the frowning Sanchez muttered, “So, they want to ambush some herb lady… Is she the one we’re looking for?” Sanchez, for one, had pretty much been frowning throughout his journey with Gerald. His only hope at the moment was for Gerald to find the person he was looking for as soon as possible. Otherwise, who knew how long that boy would continue controlling his life! Regardless, Marcel was quick to add, “I had the same thought, Mr. Crawford. After all, Phoebe excels not only in pharmacology, but also in all sorts of special techniques and formations!” Watching as Gerald nodded, the Blancetnoir Double Lords couldn’t help but scoff,
There were two straightforward purposes of the trip. The first was to find Phoebe, the descendant of the ancient witches. Only by finding her would Gerald have a chance to locate Daryl’s hideout… Hopefully the Yinblood pellet—that was now in his hands—would aid with that effort… As for the second goal, he was hoping to retrieve the inheritance according to the Zearl’s instructions. After all, he’d only stand a fighting chance against Daryl and the Soluna Sect after getting the inheritance. While it was true that Gerald’s cultivation level was currently one of the highest in all of the cultivation realm, the fact remained that Daryl practiced devilish cultivation, and those from the Soluna Deus Sect were already in the Deitus Realm. In other words, he was merely an ant to them, which was why he was making sure to fully prepare himself before confronting them. Though he now had Sanchez and the Blancetnoir Double Lords under his command, he still felt that he was underprepared… Re
Now that all three of them had been subdued with the Nineraid Band, the other big shot cultivators couldn’t help but stare enviously at Gerald, knowing full well that they’d never be able to obtain his angelic artifacts. After all, if he could take down the Blancetnoir Double Lords and Sanchez, then what chance did they have? By this point, Sanchez had managed to get to his feet, albeit with quite a bit of difficulty. Naturally, he no longer dared to make any rash moves on Gerald. Instead, he was prompted to resentfully say, “You’re really something else, Gerald…! It makes me wonder why you still need our help. After all, not only are you the sole person who knows the secrets of the general’s tomb, but you also possess those angelic artifacts!” “Oh, don’t you worry about that. With how powerful you three are, I’m sure you’ll become indispensable assistants as we head to the North Desert in search of a certain someone! Speaking of which, if you’re already thinking about killing me t