Due to that, many great masters—that the fishermen had hired—ended up getting slaughtered by the Devil Incarnate. Even the fishermen who had survived promptly met their ends at the hands of that monster... By the end of it all, the only one left standing was the fool… However, after witnessing all those deaths, the fool was somehow able to regain his wits and think normally again. Now capable of registering all that had happened, he found himself equally as angered as the previous fishermen, and he soon became revenge-driven as well. With his mental capabilities restored, the man was able to recall an incident that had happened to him when he was much younger. Essentially, he had once met up with an exceptional man who had warned him that a foreign and malicious devil-like person would come to his village one day. With three eyes, large feet, and rather long hair, the exceptional man had also stated that upon the monster’s arrival, a mass slaughtering would take place, and none
“Who?” asked Gerald. “…It was Daryl himself. In a single night, he completely exterminated the Crawfords—who had both birthed and raised him—with some tactic that’s currently unknown… Since then, he’s laid low on Yearning Island while establishing the other Crawford family. It’s worth mentioning that it only took the other Crawfords a few decades to prosper. In fact, it isn’t even a stretch to say that the other Crawford family’s strength is several times higher than what the previous Crawfords could ever achieve!” “Regardless, Daryl began executing another plan sometime later, and the plan was called the Plan of Insights. He’s apparently been making preparations for that plan for the longest time, and it appears that you’re closely involved with the plan’s success. He also seems to be holding onto some secret that I’ve yet to uncover…” explained Master Ghost. “…I see. Just to clarify, you said that many of these incidents are closely related to my grandpa, no?” asked Gerald, sti
The second he turned to have a look at the other girl, however, Gerald found his eyelids instantly twitching. After all, while he had come across many, many beauties before throughout his lifetime, he still found himself amazed by how dazzling this woman looked. Wearing a long, graceful-looking dress, the other woman had exquisite facial features and a buxom body to boot. Though she was definitely eye-catching, she was relatively more aloof when compared to the ponytailed woman. The stunning woman herself simply straightened her hair—that had been flying all over the place due to the sea breeze—as she scanned Gerald from head to toe. After a brief moment, she averted her gaze, clearly having lost interest in him. That, however, didn’t seem to bother Gerald too much since he still hadn’t recovered from his earlier grieving session anyway. Regardless, he then casually asked, “…Yes? Is there something I can help you with?” “Well, I’ve been looking at you for a while now, and you s
The young man went by the name of Beau Mabart, and he was a rich young heir with a gentlemanly temperament. The Mabarts themselves were one of the Jenna Province’s prestigious families, and they owned assets worth at least a billion and five hundred million dollars. With that in mind, it was no wonder that Beau had his education overseas, specifically in the United Kingdom and France. Even so, the Mabarts were naturally inferior compared to the Lock family who owned the Dragon Squad. Due to that, Beau had only been able to get aboard a minor passenger ship on his way here. After all, only those with the highest of reputations were allowed to board the main ship of the fleet. Regardless, pretty much everyone there was aware of Beau’s infatuation toward Fia. With that in mind, they began sizing Gerald up as well when they heard Beau’s question, hoping to be able to enjoy his misfortune. “I don’t know him… Sia’s the one who invited him to join the party on Shrine Island together!”
Fia—being someone with an extremely good family background—always had a sense of superiority over regular people. After hearing about Yosef’s family background, however, her eyes instantly lit up as she snuck a peek at Young Master Jenks. After exchanging some simple pleasantries, Yosef found himself asking, “Speaking of which, Beau, what took you so long? Didn’t you promise to arrive a few days ago?” “Ah, don’t even get me started on that… You see, throughout my absence, massive and rather drastic changes have taken place within Jenna City as well as Weston’s underground structure. With that in mind, I’ve been helping my father deal with the situation this entire time!” replied Beau. “I think I heard some news about that as well… Sacrasolis Palace, right? Where did that large force even come from? According to what my father told me, several prestigious families and even a few underground forces in Yanam have already submitted to them! While I’ve been told that the palace master
Upon getting closer to the rest of the group, the duo could hear Yosef saying, “As you all probably already know, the Turnbulls are an extremely large and strong family that’s existed for at least a few hundred years in Yanam. What you may not know, however, is the fact that the party was first proposed by Young Master Baelfire Turnbull himself! With that in mind, any party that he organizes will surely attract all sorts of celebrities and prestigious people from all over the country!” Throughout his confident introduction—that stirred quite a commotion among the audience—Yosef made sure to take good, long looks at the beautiful women present, evidently finding satisfaction from the shock in their faces. Since Fia was the most beautiful among them all, Yosef made sure to take an extra long glance at her, a glance of which was noticed by Beau who was standing at the side. Upon realizing that, Beau couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous. After all, his status was so much lower com
Regardless, Gerald couldn’t help but nod with a smile. She wasn’t a bad woman at all, and though her words were casual, they gave Gerald a warm feeling inside. ‘How rare to meet such a kind woman nowadays… I wonder if fate had planned for us to get acquainted…’ With that in mind, Gerald felt that he may as well use this chance to grant her a wish or two. After all, money was no real issue to him and he didn’t mind really spending a large sum as long as it got her what she wanted or gave her access to a skill she wanted to learn. In a way, this was his way of repaying her kindness to him this entire time. His train of thought was cut short when Young Master Turnbull—who was still on the stage—held onto the microphone before saying, “Ladies, and gentlemen! Please, be quiet!” Hearing that, everyone instantly went quiet. Honestly, it was so silent, that it almost felt like this was some rehearsed scene in a play. Regardless, now that everyone was paying attention, Baelfire narrow
The wooden carton itself appeared very tightly wrapped. Even so, the others could still see the faint outlines of a long-haired woman inside who was curled up into a ball. “How perplexing! To think that Young Master Turnbull would actually be audacious enough to auction an actual woman!” growled the slightly angered Sia. She wasn’t the only one either. While some of them may have preferred money and others power, many of the women there still had their limits, and they were simply unwilling to just accept the fact that one of their own was being auctioned off just like that! Their anger and dissatisfaction were completely reasonable. After all, what else were they supposed to feel seeing a person of their gender being put on display to be sold like that? Despite the majority of women being rightfully angered, some of them appeared to have different opinions. Namely, Fia, who found herself muttering, “What would you know? For rich young heirs, human rights being snatched away is
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