“With how cute she already is, I’m sure she’ll grow to be an extremely beautiful woman,” said Monica with a smile. “I agree. I’m sure she’ll be quite similar to you in terms of beauty!” replied Gerald with a smile. Seconds later, he immediately cupped his mouth with a white towel—that he had been holding onto—as he began coughing rather terribly. Watching as the towel slowly got stained with blood, Monica frowned slightly before saying, “It’s best that you don’t start walking around just yet. After all, your injuries haven’t healed yet, you know? Truth be told, I still can’t get over how abnormal your body is!” Following that, Gerald turned to look at her and found that she was staring rather intently at his chest. Feeling weirded out, Gerald then said, “…Why are you staring at my chest like that…?” “You best not be getting any weird ideas! I’m just looking at your jade pendant! It’s shining again, you know? From the day you were brought here, it’s shone at exactly the same t
“I… I really don’t know!” cried out Sierra as Felton lifted her into the air. No matter how much he threatened her, however, Sierra simply continued denying that she knew anything. Quickly understanding that he wasn’t going to be able to get anything out from her, he then fixed his cold eyes at Sierra’s parents before asking, “And what about you two? Know anything about this?” Seeing that both of them weren’t too keen on answering, he then held onto Sierra’s neck before slowly increasing the force of his grip. Seeing that, both Elias and his wife—who was already crying in grief by this point—could only gnash their teeth in their panicked states. While both of them knew for a fact that Felton was looking for Gerald—the young man who had been saved by the middle-aged man—they were extremely loyal to that man, and would never even dream of betraying him. With that in mind, both of them simply shook their heads. “…Humph! I see how it is! I guess you won’t fear the consequences
If it wasn’t already evident enough, it was the man who had just returned from collecting herbs for Gerald. He had sensed the danger even before he even re-entered the shantytown. Knowing that he wouldn’t be able to make it to the scene in time, he had grabbed a divine thought and tossed a knife to disengage Felton’s own knife that was about to slice Sierra’s neck. Alas, it was only when he got to the scene that he realized that Felton had already dismembered Sierra’s arm! “Hand her to me and keep her dismembered arm safe! She can still be saved!” ordered the man as he quickly held onto the unconscious young girl before dashing all the way home. Since there was quite a distance between his house and Sierra’s, the man knew he had no time to waste. Regardless, upon arriving at his house, both Gerald and Monica were immensely shocked to see Sierra in such a state. However, they quickly snapped out of it and began helping the ailing girl. Since Gerald knew the art of setting bone
Following that, Gerald then chatted late into the night with that man. However, even after finally returning to his room, Gerald chose not to sleep. After having that conversation with that man, Gerald now knew how important it was to properly train himself. After all, though it was true that Felton had been scared off today, Gerald knew that he would eventually return even stronger than before. With that in mind, Gerald then sat cross-legged in his room as he searched through the many memories—of the deity—that had been implanted into him. He had acquired them back when he was in the ancient tomb within the palace that was located in the desert. Eventually, he came across the memories of extremely ancient breathing techniques. Gerald recalled a time when he had attempted to practice those techniques, though to no avail. No matter how much he practiced them, he simply wasn’t able to get them right. Though he was only able to master that evil technique—Soul Eater—in the past, th
Though she was surprised by that, she was even more shocked when she saw Gerald’s condition. Covering her mouth as though she was looking at a monster, Monica then said, “You… Gerald, you’ve already recovered your strength…?” “Indeed! Honestly, I hadn’t expected those breathing techniques to be so useful! They’re truly priceless treasures!” replied Gerald rather excitedly as he looked at both his hands. “Do… You think you could teach me a technique like that?” asked Monica as her eyes instantly lit up. It was apparent that she was greatly interested in the breathing techniques that both Gerald and that middle-aged man were capable of performing. “Of course! If a chance presents itself in the future, I’ll definitely select a suitable technique or two for you to learn!” replied Gerald with a smile. By this point, Gerald already treated her as a friend, so he wasn’t against teaching her some of the simpler techniques. He had specified on the term ‘suitable techniques for her’ sinc
The owner of King Valley went by the name of Rupert Yateman. While that name didn’t usually stand out among ordinary people, it was one that was extremely well-known among world-class powerhouse circles. This was made evident to Gerald since—as he continued following Myles—all sorts of signs could be seen on display around the valley. The signs themselves were of celebrities from all over the world. From what Gerald could guess, those who had their signs here had once come here to ask for medicine. Regardless, as they walked on, Myles further elaborated on how that man had gotten to know the master of the valley in the first place. As Myles had earlier said, he was once the personal driver of the master of the valley, and back then, both of them had traveled together a lot. One day, however, both of them came across enemies who were intent on killing them! Things got so bad that Myles even had to carry the master on his back as they fled for their dear lives! Thankfully, they
As for the refining and heating process, Gerald had memories of a skill called fire control that—while was more profound than the process carved on the cliffs—was also much easier to do. However, since Gerald hadn’t even practiced the art of pill-making before, it was hard for him to pinpoint the more minor differences. Regardless, just as Gerald was about to head back—now that he was done looking at the carvings—he suddenly heard a sweet voice from behind him saying, “Hello there, handsome! Could you please help me out? My kite’s gotten stuck in a tree and I’d appreciate it greatly if you gave me a hand!” Turning around to see who the owner of the voice was, Gerald was immediately greeted by the sight of an extremely beautiful and pure-looking girl—who was wearing white sportswear and had her hair tied up in a ponytail—looking at him from under a tree, her expression rather anxious. Due to how distressed she looked, Gerald found it rather hard to refuse her request, so he sim
“Could I at least know where you’re taking me?” asked Gerald. “Humph! You’d better shut your mouth if you know what’s good for you, you stinking brat! If everything goes smoothly and you follow all of Sister Fleur’s orders, we guarantee that you’ll be fine! However, make one mistake too many and you could very well lose your life!” sneered Yenny. With that, a few guards—belonging to Yenny—quickly held Gerald down the second the net was lowered. After tying Gerald’s wrists and legs tightly with iron chains, they then shoved him into a car. ‘What the hell is even with these kids? If it wasn’t for the fact that I came over to ask for medicine, I would’ve already beaten them up by now just for pulling that trick on me earlier!’ Gerald thought to himself. Though dissatisfied, he quickly calmed himself and simply went along with what they were doing. Gerald then watched as the line of cars drove out of the valley… Eventually, they arrived at a large stadium-like building. At the bu
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