In each of their hands, were the eighteen gifts that the receptionist had earlier announced! As for the most expensive gift—that being the forty million dollar villa—it was presented in the form of a contract. “…H-how… How is any of this possible…?” muttered Georgia to herself, completely flabbergasted. “We’ve brought the gifts over, Mr. Crawford! Here’s the list of the gifts!” said one of the bodyguards after walking toward Gerald and bowing respectfully. “And why are you showing that to me? You should be showing it to grandma instead!” replied Gerald as he turned to look at Serenity with a smile. “Since it was your birthday yesterday and I wasn’t able to attend, these are my gifts to you.” Meanwhile, the others had their eyes widened in shock as they took turns muttering, “…M-Mr. Crawford…?” All of them had heard the guards calling Gerald, Mr. Crawford, and this included Yana. Now feeling completely stunned, Yana and the others could barely believe it as they turned to fa
Yana had spent most of her life relying on her family’s background, which led to how condescendingly she behaved today. It was also because of that reliance that she had no idea how terribly she was going to suffer, now that she had behaved so terribly before Gerald. Gerald had made sure to word his previous sentence in a way that warned her that she wasn’t the only one capable and powerful in the world. In fact, there were many others who held much more power than her. Georgia and the rest of the Sier family members themselves were now so frightened that they didn’t even dare to utter a single word. Regardless, the birthday party had long lost its meaning and after a short while, Gerald and the Smiths simply left their villa. Though the incident hadn’t really taken place for that long, Serenity felt like she had just experienced a roller coaster of emotions. Quite literally as well. By the time the Smiths stepped out of Georgia’s villa, the old woman could already feel her blo
While the Smiths had also met up with others to attempt to treat the illness, none of them had been able to produce any substantial results. It was around then when they came across the incredibly skillful Dr. Mabb and began asking for his help. After several visits, those from the Smith family even got to know both of Jace’s apprentices a bit better. The man—who was around the age of thirty—went by the name of Walbridge Lumb. As for the other apprentice, she was a twenty-three-year-old-woman by the name of Brianna Zeigler. Regardless, while it was true that Dr. Mabb had already made multiple visits before this, he hadn’t been able to discern what the issue was with her yet. “…If there isn’t anything else, I’m going to go have a look at grandma first. Though all of you needn’t be too worried since her illness isn’t that major,” said Gerald rather confidently. Upon hearing that, Walbridge’s expression immediately turned fierce, though he had already been hostile from the moment
“…Oh? I don’t think I’ve mentioned when the next attack was going to be, have I? How’d you make such an accurate guess, Gerald?” asked Serenity, slightly shocked. “I figured as much. After all, it’s now only an hour before noon. Since there’s going to be a rise in temperature, excess heat in the body is going to cause disruptions within your blood circulation and respiratory system, both of which contribute to causing migraines,” replied Gerald with a smile. Hearing that, the old lady smiled before nodding approvingly at Gerald as she said, “I hadn’t expected you to know such things, Gerald!” Upon seeing that, Walbridge—who had been standing at the side—simply sneered, feeling slightly annoyed. Jace, however, turned to look at Gerald in surprise while thinking, ‘…Could this young man truly be proficient in medicine…?’ Just as Gerald had said, Serenity—who had been talking and laughing cheerily before this—suddenly portrayed an extremely pained expression on her face sometime
The old lady had a weak smile on her face as her breathing gradually returned stable. As Serenity’s butler ran over to her to wipe her sweat away, Jace and Walbridge could only stand there, completely flabbergasted. It was especially shocking to Jace since he hadn’t expected Gerald to actually know how to use Divine Acupuncture Therapy. After all, it was a skill that had died out, and Jace had even assumed that the technique had been lost forever. Now that he had witnessed it with his very own eyes, it was natural for him to feel completely stupefied. Walbridge himself soon began seething with envy as he thought, ‘Not only am I a few years older than him, but I’ve also visited famous masters and learned the ins and outs of medicine from a young age! Even though I’m a professional who’s received standard training and education, to think that I actually know less than this b*stard! This… I can’t just accept this!’ His jealousy only continued to soar when he saw how happily Breann
“…Did you say that someone gave him the first three chapters? Do you have any idea who that person is?” asked Gerald in shock. “I’ve never personally met him before either, Mr. Crawford. I only heard about it from Mr. Wytt. Regardless, according to Mr. Wytt, he had gotten acquainted with that mysterious person for quite some time. The person himself had come to the military region some time ago, and he apparently asked for Mr. Wytt’s help to place an object somewhere.” “To show his appreciation, he offered to teach Mr. Wytt the first three chapters of the Divine Acupuncture Therapy technique. Even if the mysterious man hadn’t chosen that to be his token of appreciation, I believe that Mr. Wytt would’ve still helped him. After all, the mysterious man was clearly much more powerful than Mr. Wytt for him to respect him so much. Whoever the person was, he definitely wasn’t anyone young, that’s for sure. Regardless, no matter how much I racked my brain, I simply couldn’t figure out who
Following that, Jace began describing the symptoms. By the time he was done, Gerald could feel his heart skip a beat. ‘…What? These… These symptoms… They’re definitely not symptoms of some kind of flu! These are the exact symptoms I had faced when I was suffering from the effects of Soul Eater! Symptoms that caused part of my blood and oxygen to be devoured! Rather than a disease, it’s an evil technique!’ Soul Eater was an evil technique that he had learned from the memories that had been implanted into him. He knew it quite well since he had been forced to use it a while back to escape. There just weren't any other better alternatives at the time. ‘Still, why are there so many children suffering from the effects of Soul Eater out of the blue? Could someone else out there know about the technique…?’ Gerald thought to himself, perplexed. However, he knew that now wasn’t the time to dwell on that. He should instead head over to the children first to see whether they truly were su
Even if any of them had personal opinions on the matter, none of them dared to speak a word. After all, while it was true that they would receive no shortage of awards and recognition should they succeed in saving the children, failure to save them would surely result in them being painted as a villain. There was simply no way that any of them were going to willingly become a scapegoat. “…Does nobody have anything to say at all…?” asked Zane, his tone rightfully urgent as he scanned through all the present doctors. Of course, nobody dared to answer him, and they found themselves averting their gazes whenever he turned to look at any of them. Seeing their reactions, Zane could only sigh. It seemed that his professional career was going to end soon… However, just as he was thinking that all was lost, someone suddenly broke the silence by saying, “I have a few ideas.” Upon hearing that someone was actually willing to make a suggestion, all the doctors in the room immediately t
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