Once Ryugu calmed down a bit, Takeshi gulped before replying, “…Do… you think the Futabas have other powerful men…?” “…Negative. Even if there were powerful people within their family, our two assassins should’ve still been able to report back. Besides, we’ve already done a thorough background check on their family before we attempted to assassinate Fujiko. With that in mind, we know that there are only a few trained fighters in their family, though none of them should be able to handle Endo and Izumi,” said Ryugu as he shook his head. Though he said that, he knew that there was a high possibility that the two were already dead. However, that posed a question. Where the hell had the Futabas suddenly found such powerful men? No matter how much Ryugu racked his brain, he simply couldn’t figure it out. “Indeed… How truly odd… With how strong Endo and Izumi are, this mission should’ve been a cinch for them. I wonder if there are any underlying issues involved…” muttered Takeshi. “I
After having their lunch, Gerald and Fujiko left the mansion together in an SUV. Earlier before they set off, Takuya had advised both of them—especially Gerald—to pay attention to their surroundings no matter where they went. After all, there was a high possibility that both the Kanagawas and Hanyus were actually working together. With that in mind, Takuya knew that his daughter was now in much more danger than she had ever been in. Gerald, of course, agreed with this, and he swore to protect Fujiko as best as he could. Regardless, as the duo sped off to the location that the Japanese military had designated for them to get registered, the Hanyus who were keeping watch over the manor’s entrance—whom Ryugu had stationed there—immediately reported what they saw to their team leader… “What? Gerald and Fujiko left at the same time?!” yelled the wide-eyed Ryugu as he leaped off his chair, dropping his cigarette in the process. “Apparently so. My subordinates informed me that they we
Though the SUV was already speeding at a hundred and sixty, Gerald looked as cool as a cucumber as he casually drummed his fingers on the steering wheel… Fujiko, on the other hand, couldn’t help but stare wide-eyed at Gerald before eventually asking, “…Who the hell are you…?” “I’m just an ordinary man. I’ve told you that many times before, haven’t I?” replied Gerald with a smile. “No ordinary man would be able to say they ‘sensed the presence of at least ten weak men lurking in the shadows’… How do you even gauge a person’s strength without seeing them first?” muttered Fujiko. “…It was just a gut feeling,” replied Gerald, now realizing that he may have said a bit too much. Naturally, there was no way he could tell her that he had sensed those men—and how strong they were—through the use of his Herculean Primordial Spirit. With the Herculean Primordial Spirit inside him, there was simply no hiding from Gerald, regardless of how stealthy one was or how good they were at acting…
Watching as the two assassin groups continued pursuing Gerald and Fujiko—on-screen—, Ryugu couldn’t help but wonder why the duo had suddenly chosen to deviate off the highway. Due to all the research the Hanyus had done—while planning their initial assassination of Fujiko—, Ryugu knew for a fact that Fujiko was supposed to be heading to the location where the special forces competition was going to be held. After all, where else could they be going? With that in mind, why were they suddenly going off-path…? Sitting at the back, Takeshi realized that he wasn’t the only one who found this odd since shortly after, one of the subordinates—who was on loudspeaker—asked, “Could we have made a wrong guess as to where they were headed to…?” After a brief pause, Ryugu simply laughed coldly before replying, “I don’t even care anymore! Just follow them till the end of hell!” Who cared if they were heading to the special forces competition, some outing, or even someplace to pay respect to t
“Just to make it clear, I didn’t say any names,” replied Gerald as he shook his head. He, for one, knew better than to just casually point fingers at any of the Futabas. However, from his previous experiences, there was a pretty high probability that Fujiko’s guess was right. “…Whatever the case is, I really don’t even dare to imagine such incidents taking place within my family…” muttered Fujiko as her expression darkened. Even from when she was a child, Fujiko had been well taken care of by all the members of her family. With that in mind, it made it all the more difficult for her to imagine any of her kind family members standing against her father and doing harmful things to their family… Gerald himself remained silent after hearing that, and simply concentrated on driving, making sure to keep a close eye on the two cars—through his rear-view mirror—behind them at the same time… In less than twenty minutes, the duo found themselves getting increasingly close to their destin
Though Fujiko’s initial tone had been gleeful, halfway through her sentence, she seemed to realize that she had said something she shouldn’t have, prompting her to shut up. While Gerald found that suspicious, he maintained a calm façade as he asked, “What about your family?” “I… Well, of course my family would know such things. The Futabas are quite powerful, after all,” replied Fujiko before covering her mouth slightly. “Makes sense,” said Gerald as he went along with her. Still, after all this time they had spent together, Gerald had a feeling that Fujiko had accidentally just confirmed that her family was part of the Seadom tribe. Feeling thankful that Gerald wasn’t pressuring her to continue, after breathing a sigh of relief, Fujiko then added, “…Regardless, though I know there are ninjas in that family, I’ve never personally met any. After all, the other powerful families, ours included, don’t really have a reason to contact them. With that in mind, they’ve just been livin
“Get the physical map out!” ordered Ryugu the second he hung up. Immediately doing as Ryugu ordered, Takeshi then retrieved the map and unrolled it before him… Alternating his gaze between the car navigation screen and the physical map, Ryugu traced the route that Gerald had taken… before his finger finally stopped atop the barren mountain. According to the GPS, the two cars truly had entered the Yamashita family’s territory! “D*mn it! What the hell is Gerald doing in the Yamashita family’s territory?! What kind of relationship does he have with them?!” grumbled Ryugu as he slammed his fist into his seat. “…Leader… Do you think… that the man who thwarted Saburo’s assassination plan could be a ninja from the Yamashita family…?” speculated Takeshi. “…A possibility certainly exists… However, I’ve never really met any of the ninjas from that family… Hell, I’ve never even heard of any connections between the Futabas and the Yamashitas!” replied Ryugu as he scratched the back of hi
Despite hearing Gerald’s question, none of them replied. Realizing that they weren’t keen on saying anything or even moving from their spots, Gerald—who was already losing his patience—got ready to make a move as he said, “Since you’re so unwilling to talk, I’ll make sure you never talk again!” This wasn’t Gerald’s first time dealing with individuals like this. With that in mind, he knew that brute force was the only way to get them to talk! After all, most people were usually willing to talk when they were inches away from death. With that said, Gerald then bolted toward them! Before any of Ryugu’s men knew it, Gerald had already bolted past them and karate chopped their necks! In less than a few seconds, only one of them remained alive and standing…! Quivering when he saw that all his allies had died from broken necks, the last man standing then heard Gerald growl, “Again, who do you work for?” “W-who the hell are you…?!” stuttered the frightened Hanyu who still couldn’t be
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