It had been nearly a week since he had last seen Yearning Island on the map. Despite the fact that he kept a close eye on the map whenever he was free, the island simply refused to show up again… As Gerald continued looking at the map, he suddenly heard someone say, “You’ve got some nerve looking for trouble with us…!” Slipping the sea map back into his pocket, Gerald simply smiled wryly as he left his room… Upon exiting, he saw Master Ghost and Aiden—who were seated in the living room—staring at the front door, making it quite evident that they had heard the same voice. Just as Aiden was about to get up, however, Gerald firmly pushed him back into his chair. “Just stay here. This has nothing to do with you,” replied Gerald in a casual tone as he exited the house and closed the door behind him. Of course, the owner of the voice was none other than Adler… “Ironic that you say that we’re looking for trouble when you’re doing the same,” said Gerald as he narrowed his eyes.
“…W-who are you…?!” said Adler, his fear now apparent in his eyes. After all, he was now certain that there was nothing on Gerald’s chest. However, that meant that the tip of the dagger was currently against his skin! Why the hell hadn’t it pierced through him yet? Was his skin made of steel or something?! “I’m just a person from Weston,” replied Gerald as he grabbed Adler by the neck, not wanting to play any more games with this person. Before Adler could even resist, a loud, ‘snap’ could be heard… and just like that, Adler was dead. After looking at the corpse for a while, Gerald dragged it to the back of the house. Following that, he used the Herculean Primordial Spirit to gather immense heat in his hand… and within a blink of an eye, Adler’s corpse completely evaporated. With the body now gone, Gerald dusted his hands and looked around to see if there were any witnesses. Seeing no one, Gerald then re-entered the house… Seeing that Gerald was now back, Aiden—who had earlie
Scratching the back of his head, the person in charge then sighed as he said, “How strange… It doesn’t really help that he disappeared right after he had some conflict with you yesterday… If this incident can’t be resolved, what do I even say to the Japanese military!” When he first heard about Adler picking a fight with Aiden, he figured that it would just end in a fistfight. After all, incidents like that weren’t uncommon during competitions involving special forces. Unfortunately, now that someone had gone missing, death wasn’t completely off the table. With that in mind, the entire situation had become more troublesome than it should have been. As the person in charge, he knew that he had to be held responsible no matter the outcome. Honestly, resigning from his position was a light punishment compared to having to bear the consequences if the case turned out to be a serious one… “That’s for you to investigate. I hope you understand that that doesn’t concern us in the least,”
“So… Any of you find anything…?” asked the person in charge as he looked at them. “Unfortunately, even after all our investigation efforts, Mr. Komura seems to have vanished into thin air! We haven’t even been able to find a single clue!” replied the leader of the small team. “Not one?!” replied Komura as he slammed his fist onto the table in his frustration. “Zero. Regardless, do you think Adler could’ve simply returned to Yanam last night…?” asked another special forces soldier. “Negative. Even if he did receive an urgent mission and had to return to Yanam, the Yanam headquarters would’ve surely informed us about it first. Him leaving without a word is highly improbable, especially since he’s someone working with the military. Besides, even if he did return to Yanam, why would he leave all his luggage behind?” replied Mr. Komura. “Then… Could those men from Weston really have killed him…? After all, I remember Adler saying something along the lines of three major families i
Still, if Adler truly was murdered by the men from Weston—or any other special forces soldiers from other powerful countries, for that matter—, the Japanese Military knew that they were going to be in hot water… While getting the soldiers to look for their own accommodations would make things slightly messier, at the very least, the Japanese Military would have to take less responsibility if a similar case took place… Gerald himself could guess why the Japanese military was doing this. With that, after hearing the news, he simply smiled before saying, “Guess the Japanese Military is getting worried.” “Indeed, though I can’t blame them. After all, I’m sure the Japanese Military has ever encountered a case like this before. Nobody would’ve been able to foresee the disappearance of such an outstanding special force soldier,” replied Master Ghost. “Regardless, let’s focus on finding ourselves a new place to stay first. I doubt safety will be an issue since aside from those from Yan
Nodding in response, Gerald then continued observing the woman who finally completed the check-in procedures shortly after. Following the woman into the elevator, Gerald kept a close eye on her all the way up to the twelfth floor where she eventually stepped out. While he didn’t follow her out, Gerald had a feeling that knowing which floor she was staying on was as good a start as any. After all, Gerald knew better than to converse with her straight off the bat. If he really did end up frightening her, she would surely be unwilling to talk about the Seadom tribe no matter how much he asked… Whatever the case was, Gerald then returned to his room… Flopping onto the couch, Gerald then began smoking a cigarette as he pondered his next step. Seeing that, Aiden—who hadn’t heard Gerald and Master Ghost’s conversation earlier since he was busy thinking about the conversation—was prompted to ask, “Where exactly did he-” “Just leave him be for a while. We should focus on getting our
“…Huh? If that’s the case, what are we still waiting here for? Let’s go ask her about the Seadom tribe while we can! What’ll we do if she suddenly runs off?” asked Aiden in a slightly nervous tone. “Calm yourself,” replied Gerald as he patted Aiden’s shoulder. He had already expected the boy to get anxious the second he heard about the news… “What do you mean, ‘calm myself’? This may be our best shot of finding someone from the Seadom tribe! We can’t let her leave! If she does, what are we going to do? Extend our stay in Japan indefinitely?!” grumbled Aiden as he flopped onto the couch. Watching as Aiden then lit one of his cigarettes and began puffing it, Gerald explained, “First off, since she’s in special forces, it’s evident that she’s here for the competition. With that in mind, she won’t be leaving anytime soon. Besides, the hotel has a record of her registration. Regardless, if we head there all willy-nilly, what makes you think we won’t end up scaring her? Forget calling
In the end, this wasn’t Weston, and he wasn’t some superhero obligated to save the world. With that in mind, Gerald reminded himself that he didn’t need to meddle in their business and land himself in unnecessary trouble… Shortly after he had entered the supermarket, however, Gerald ended up freezing again. Thinking back, his Herculean Primordial Spirit would only react to dangerous fights between cultivators. With that in mind, this wasn’t a normal fight at all…! Realizing that, Gerald then walked to the counter and said, “A pack of cigarettes. And make it snappy.” After paying for his purchase, he then walked over to where the fight was happening. If there really were cultivators staying nearby, it would do him good to silently assess the situation, with emphasis on the ‘silently’. Until he knew who he was dealing with, Gerald preferred remaining hidden… Whatever the case was, Gerald stuck close to the wall as he made his way down the small, dark alley between the supermarket
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