With that in mind, Ryugu then turned to look at Gerald again. Quite honestly, he was feeling immensely anxious—to the point of finding it hard to breathe—since he still had no idea where Endo and Izumi were. Whatever the case was, Ryugu knew that the only cure for his anxiety was by saving his two men and murdering Gerald… Regardless, Ryugu had accepted the old man’s invitation for a reason. While they were driving over earlier, Ryugu had been thinking about Saburo’s failure to assassinate Fujiko. Were the Yamashitas truly the ones who had intercepted Saburo’s assassination attempt the other day? Why else would Gerald and Fujiko suddenly decide to head here? Either way, if the Yamashitas really were the masterminds behind all this, then it would definitely explain why he hadn’t been able to locate Saburo’s assailant even after sending out so many men to investigate… Since the old man had initiated the invitation, this was an optimal opportunity for him to dig deeper into this! He
Though Ryugu—who had heard the entire conversation—didn’t say anything, he was now surer than ever that the one who had saved Fujiko the other day was a Yamashita ninja… Regardless, it wasn’t long after before all four of them were seated around a table. As the old man began serving them some tea, Ryugu—who was sitting opposite of Gerald and Fujiko—couldn’t help but glare at the oddly relaxed duo. After all, with how close Gerald now was to him, he could’ve easily killed him by now! However, since there was a Yamashita involved, Ryugu knew better than to act recklessly… Either way, once all of them were served, the old man sat cross-legged and sipped some tea before asking, “Now then… What grudges do both your families have that resulted in you coming here to settle things…?” The second he heard that, Ryugu immediately said, “Two of my family’s small team leaders have gone missing and are most probably being locked up in the Futaba manor! With that in mind, I chased them all th
Though Gerald felt that the old man’s reasoning clearly had holes in it, he chose not to say a word first. After all, even if things did go south, he knew he would still be able to protect Fujiko. “Look, I’m just an outsider in all this, so I can’t settle your issues. With that said, if you still wish to fight, do it outside the Yamashita family’s territory. While I won’t meddle once you’re no longer here, as long as you remain, I forbid you from continuing to brawl. Do I have myself clear?” replied the old man—rather threateningly—before alternating his gaze between Gerald and Ryugu… “…Got it,” muttered Ryugu who knew that he didn’t really have a choice but to agree. “Good. Now that that’s out of the way, why don’t all of you accompany this old man for a few cups of tea? Since we rarely leave this place and we hardly ever get any visitors, I’d like to know what’s been happening in the outside world… Of course, if you’d like to leave first, I have no issue with that either,” repl
Still, to think that the old man was actually a Westoner! While Gerald had no idea what was going on in the old man’s mind, he had a feeling that the elder didn’t have any bad intentions toward them… With that, Gerald and Fujiko then left through the back… and true enough, someone was there waiting for them. After a quick bow, the man then began walking along the barren mountain, prompting Gerald and Fujiko to follow after. Not too long later, the trio came across a car, just as the old man had said. Handing Gerald the car keys, the man then respectfully said, “Do take this car, Mr. Crawford. After driving forward for a bit, you’ll see the main road again.” “Thank you,” replied Gerald without saying anything else. After all, it was already nearing dusk and they needed at least four hours to get to the competition venue. If they were unlucky, Fujiko’s tardiness could very well affect her final results… With that in mind, upon entering the car, Gerald immediately stepped on the
“They left through the back door, though they didn’t tell me where they were headed to,” replied the old man as he shook his head. Now understanding that he wouldn’t find out where they had gone to no matter how much he asked, Ryugu immediately said, “Pardon me, but I’ll be taking my leave now!” As he left the house, he figured that in the end, Gerald and Fujiko would still end up participating in the special forces competition. With that in mind, he knew that his best bet was to put them aside for now… After all, though he was the leader of the Hanyu’s assassination department, he wasn’t too keen on disrupting the activities of the war department. What more, since the competition was international, special forces from all over the globe would be present. Because of that, if he created a mess there, it’d surely cause his family a great deal of trouble… Still, though he failed to capture Gerald this time, the trip wasn’t a complete disappointment. After all, he now knew that Endo
“…That’s… How on earth could he be that fast…?” muttered Takeshi who was also in disbelief. “I wouldn’t lie about such things to you, captain…! I swear on my life that Gerald really is that strong…!” vowed the frightened Kenshiro as he patted his chest reassuringly. “…I believe you,” replied Ryugu, who knew that Kenshiro had no reason to lie. Besides, after battling Gerald earlier, Kenshiro’s words didn’t feel all that far-fetched anymore… “…Still, to think that there’d be someone so monstrously strong…” muttered Takeshi as he took a deep breath. Gerald’s capabilities were simply too world-shattering… Though Ryugu was thinking the same thing, he didn’t show it. After all, as leader, he had to remain calm before his men. With that, he was prompted to say, “…Regardless, let’s put all this aside first and head back.” Nodding in agreement, the other two then got into the cars and began returning to the Hanyu manor, leaving the corpses behind… It was about three hours later when
“I’m pretty sure they are, though I haven’t been able to bring it up with them since their family has been plagued with troubles lately. Still, once I settle all their problems, I have a feeling they won’t attempt to hide it anymore when I ask,” replied Gerald with a sigh, wondering when he would be able to solve all the Futaba family’s issues. Still, for the sake of his parents—who were still stuck on Yearning Island—, Gerald knew better than to complain. “Well, I’m honestly just pleased that it’s confirmed. After all, this means that our trip to Japan has been worth it,” said Master Ghost as he sighed with relief. Soon enough, they arrived at their building and began walking upstairs. Naturally, Aiden had made sure to apply for a room that had three rooms—from the war department—, and once they entered, he immediately closed the door behind them. Since there were so many special forces in the training ground, the trio knew that they had to be extremely careful with their words
“It’s my fault…! I’m so sorry, patriarch!” declared Ryugu as he lowered his head. Shaking his head, Suijin simply replied, “It’s not your fault. We’ve just underestimated Gerald’s capabilities. Still, that man really has monstrous capabilities… How on earth did the Futabas get to know such a strong individual…? And who exactly is he? All we know is that he’s a Westoner. However, that doesn’t explain why he’s so willing to help the Futabas…” “While we still aren’t clear about his identity, I have a feeling that Gerald’s only doing all this because he has a special relationship with Futaba… Other than that, I really can’t think of anything else…” replied Ryugu who was honestly feeling relieved that Suijin wasn’t placing the blame on him. “…That doesn’t seem right. Didn’t Futaba sign a marriage contract with Kai?” replied Suijin with a frown. The complicated relationships among these people were giving him a headache. “…Could Kai have found out about Gerald and Fujiko’s relationsh
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