“So… Once we find a Divine Fruit tree, we should be able to locate any witch descendants if they still exist, correct? Following that, we should be able to easily locate Yearning Island! Did I get that right?” replied Gerald with a nod. “That’s the best-case scenario, yes, but do keep in mind that the witches could have completely been exterminated back then… After all, I haven’t heard any new information about them outside my ancient books!” said Walter with a sigh. “Knowing that there’s a chance of success is already good enough for me,” replied Gerald with a smile. Nodding in response, Walter couldn’t help but sigh again as he said, “…While I know you’ll be returning to Weston soon, I do wonder if you’ve thought about my daughter’s situation… Though it’s true that I know another possible method, I wouldn’t be this persistent with you if that method was easily achievable!” “…Huh? Come again? There’s another method?” replied the surprised Gerald. “Well… yes, but if I go alon
“I’m glad to hear that! Still, do you know where the dragon currently is…?” asked Gerald. “But of course! As I’ve said, several of my ancestors had attempted to take down the Redflame Dragon. Unfortunately, all of them were forced to retreat before they could even get far into Fyre Cave… Regardless, I’ve inherited a map to the cave, as well as a detailed plan. With the map and our combined powers, I believe that we’ll be able to make it further in! Even if we’re forced to retreat, we should be able to escape in one piece with each other’s help!” replied Walter. “Excellent!” said Gerald. “Then it’s settled. I’ll gather a few of my men tonight, and once dawn comes, we’ll all head to Fyre cave together! Are you fine with staying at my place tonight?” “No problem!” declared Gerald before following Walter back to the Zeman family’s residence… It was later that night when Gerald could be seen lying on his bed in the room that Walter had provided him with. Understandably restless af
Utterly shocked by the amount of power that Gerald had just exhibited, Ryder—whose eyes were now wide open—couldn’t help but exclaim, “…My lord! To think that a kid like you would be able to deflect my Thunder Strike! I guess you really can’t judge a book but its cover anymore! Regardless, what kind of cultivation techniques do you even practice? And where are you from? Not many young people can attain such immense cultivation levels!” “I wonder…” muttered Gerald… “Hah! Staying silent, eh? Just so you know, I always get what I want! With that said, since you’re playing hard to get, I’ll just kill both of you! I’m overturning the Zeman family tonight if it’s the last thing I do!” roared the insane-looking Ryder as he pointed his sword toward the sky before yelling, “Blood Shower!” Watching in horror as a swirling vortex of thunder clouds gathered atop the blade’s tip, Walter quickly yelled, “Gerald! Run! We won’t survive that attack…!” Unfortunately, it was far too late for that
Shortly after, the ground began quivering as a massive roar rang through the area! Following that, a humongous dragon materialized out of thin air and began charging toward Ryder! “Thunder Strike!” yelled Ryder as launched his own attack, hoping to fend off the incoming dragon! The second the two attacks collided, a near-deafening explosion filled the area! Not only did the immensely powerful collision cause the dragon to quickly dematerialize, but even Ryder found himself coughing mouthfuls of blood as he was flung backward…! Once he stabilized himself, Ryder—who now appeared even more twisted than before—looked up at the sky before laughing maniacally. “The Lonsdaleite Extermination Formation, eh? What a great formation your ancestors have left behind!” scoffed Ryder before swinging his arms… and somehow transforming himself into a thick fog of sorts! As the fog was blown away by the wind, Ryder’s voice could be heard echoing, “You won’t get rid of me that easily, Walter…!
Watching as Walter slowly got to his feet, Gerald was prompted to say, “…I see… Either way, just as you said, I believe we shouldn’t delay this any further. Let's move on!” Gerald, for one, was now pumped to see the maze for himself… Regardless, before leaving, Gerald made sure to update Aiden on the situation. Upon hearing what Gerald had to say, the concerned Aiden couldn’t help but say, “You’re leaving so soon?” “Indeed. While I’m gone, I need you to return to Weston as soon as possible to get some things done. This place isn’t the safest to be in for much longer anyway,” replied Gerald as he began elaborating on his search for the Divine Fruit tree… Since Gerald possessed a great number of assets—in numerous industries—within Weston, his resources were near-inexhaustible. This gave him a massive advantage in his search for the tree. Either way, after hearing Gerald’s plan, Aiden thought for a moment before asking, “…I can do that but… when will you be back? And where shou
Clearly wondering the same thing, one of the Zemans was prompted to ask, “…What’s this old woman doing here of all places, Patriarch…?” “…That’s no old woman… If my eyes aren’t deceiving me, I believe that’s a Corpse Demon Spider…!” replied Walter in a grave tone. As soon as Walter’s sentence ended, the rhythmic sounds of the flint striker seemed to hasten… and without warning, the old woman turned around and began bolting toward the group! Everyone could only stare wide-eyed as the ‘old woman’ summoned a green flame that quickly morphed into the shape of a fiery blade! Watching as the spine-tingling—and seemingly bloodthirsty—blade flew toward them, Walter quickly pushed Gerald to the side while yelling, “Don’t let the fire touch you!” While Walter and Gerald were able to dodge the attack with their lightness skills, the three Zemans behind them weren’t as lucky. Screaming in agony as the fiery blade pierced through them, their bodies were quickly engulfed by green flames. B
Regardless, after a frightening roar, the spider began making a mad scuttle toward Walter! It was evident by this point that the spider was no ordinary beast. After all, it knew who among the crowd was more threatening to it… Which was why Gerald and Walter were now its primary targets! “For f*ck’s sake!” yelled the furious Walter as he released a surge of essential qi! Following that, not only was Walter freed from the now tattered web, but in his hands, was a golden longsword that shimmered menacingly. In fact, the sword’s aura alone was enough to make the demonic spider start inching backward in fear…! The sword was one of the Zeman family’s ancient magic artifacts, and it went by the name of Demondie. Forged using extremely masculine and righteous auras from heaven and earth, it was no wonder why the spider was so vigilant toward it. Not wanting to waste any more time, the enraged Walter leaped forward, swinging his sword toward the spider while roaring, “Die!” Now in a
The Demondie’s power was no fluke, and combined with Gerald’s immense strength, the sword was able to pierce right through the spider’s stomach…! Following a terrifying roar, the spider began glowing red as a dense purple fog gushed out from its wound…! That was probably its spiritual essence! Naturally, the agony was overwhelming, but all the spider could do was glare at Gerald with resentment. It wasn’t long before cracks began forming all over the spider’s body… and in the end, it exploded into a cloud of swirling dust…! Upon seeing that, Walter slowly got to his feet—his hand still against his chest—as he said, “…You know, this creature was mentioned on the map that my ancestors left me… Since it always lurked in the shadows, locating it was never easy. Regardless, those who knew of the beast had either never seen it in person, or had died because they encountered it. Still… To think that you’d be able to kill it, Brother Gerald…!” Gerald himself hadn’t expected to bump into
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