“Regardless, someone asked her about Phoebe during her recent class reunion, which led her to tell me about the news earlier today,” explained Professor Boyle. “Peaceton you say… That aside, how sure are we that Phoebe hasn’t had a divorce with him?” asked Gerald with a slight frown. “While that’s possible, keep in mind that when Phoebe was still studying, she was already pregnant with his child. In fact, they got married right after the child was born. With that in mind, even if they got divorced, Ferb wouldn’t have been irresponsible enough not to know where his child was, is what I’m saying,” replied Professor Boyle. “A fair assumption. Well, regardless of whether it’s right or wrong, this is still an important clue. Let’s head to Peaceton and find Marcel first!” declared Aiden. “Indeed, though before we leave, allow me to make some new formations for spring manor first. They’ll prevent people from causing trouble!” replied Gerald who wanted to ensure that his allies and ass
Even after all that ruckus, the young mistress didn’t appear to be pacified. Instead, she grabbed a stool before tossing it toward the two! To her surprise, though she had properly taken aim at the siblings, the bench ended up hitting her valet on the head! His head now bleeding, the valet covered his wound while whining, “S-second Young Mistress! What are you doing…?!” “I… I must’ve been so angry that I misaimed! No matter, I’m beating those two to death myself!” retorted the woman as she grabbed another stool and tossed it at them! To her shock, this time, she hit the guard standing beside her instead! Due to how close he was, the guard—who now had a bleeding head as well—instantly passed out and flopped to the ground! “W-what on earth is going on…?! I can’t believe this!” exclaimed the dumbfounded young mistress as she picked a teapot up to toss! Just as she was about to fling it, however, a domineering voice yelled, “Toss it if you’re keen on losing your life!” Stunned
“Enough! Bring the Second Young Mistress out now!” ordered the woman with a huff. Once Fae was brought out, the woman helped the siblings up before saying, “I apologize… My younger sister is rather spoiled, which leads to her being unreasonable at times… Here’s a hundred-thousand-dollar cheque. I hope this’ll be enough as compensation for what my sister has done…” Shortly after saying that, the woman wrote and presented that cheque for the two, though the siblings were clearly too afraid to take it. Instead, the sister simply bowed toward the woman and Gerald before running off with her brother… Upon seeing that, the woman helplessly shook her head before turning to face her valet and saying, “Find out where they live and hand them the cheque.” With all that done, she finally turned to look at Gerald before adding, “I’m sorry you had to see all that… Did my sister hurt you?” “She didn’t, though she really needs to be disciplined,” replied Gerald, prompting the woman to nod wi
“Not exactly… From what Mr. Crawford and I could see, she’s still human, though she cultivates demonic essential qi! With that in mind, her strength should be somewhere between the Morningstars and the Weirs,” explained Saint Darkwind. “I agree. Aside from that, she seems to have just recently started cultivating as well. I have to say that her elegant temperament really hides her evilness well!” added Lyndon. “Indeed… Now I’m starting to get worried about those siblings. After all, if that woman is truly evil, then the siblings are in for more trouble!” muttered Gerald as he shook his head. “Shall I tail them?” asked Lyndon, as he hopped to his feet. “That isn’t necessary. I’ve already locked onto them with my holy sense. Also, speak of the devil, I can sense that woman going after them now… Alright, that settles it. I want you and the professor to remain here while I head over with Darkwind to see what that woman’s up to,” ordered Gerald. Before Lyndon could reply, Gerald a
“Understood, Eldest Young Mistress!” declared the bodyguards with a nod. Following that, they swiftly left the house together with Dr. Xenos. Unbeknownst to them, Gerald and Darkwind had been spying on them this entire time. “Seems that she really is a demonic cultivator, Darkwind,” muttered Gerald as the duo entered the house. “Indeed. All humans have three strands of masculine aura, and the masculine aura of children are always the purest… That aside, that Eldest Young Mistress is surprisingly a person of principle. She only took a single strand without even considering harming his life!” replied Saint Darkwind who had just checked on the boy. “I agree. I’m tempted to investigate who’s teaching her these evil methods, but we simply have too much on our plates at the moment… I, for one, believe that she doesn’t know what she’s really getting into!” said Gerald who was relieved that the siblings were still doing fine. “I’m curious to learn who’s teaching her all this as well. T
Upon hearing that, the seven women exchanged glances before nodding as they said, “Yes, we haven’t been able to contact him all this time… As you saw earlier, many people are looking for him… We don’t even know whether he’s still alive…” “…Could he really have died…? Are we too late?” muttered Lyndon. “I don’t think so… Where was he last seen?” asked Gerald. “The base! At the time, Chairman Lurvink had called and told me to transfer some of the assets to my name. Following that, he told me to send him some documents to the base, and that was the last I heard of him…” explained the old gardener out of the blue. Turning to face the old man, Gerald then asked, “And he disappeared right after that…? Didn’t any of you head to the base to check on him?” “Of course, we did! We even called the police. Unfortunately, no matter how many times we went there, the base remained completely empty…” replied one of the women. “…I see. Where is this base? And what’s it used for?” asked Geral
“On it!” replied all three of them as they quickly made their way toward the exit. Once they were all standing beyond the entrance, Gerald pinched his fingers together to form an aurablade… and shortly after, he sent the blade flying toward the steel floor! A massive explosion ensued… and after the debris settled down, a large hole could be seen! After peering into the hole, Gerald and the others hopped down… and upon seeing all the equipment laying around, they quickly realized that the floor below was the real research lab! “Thank god you told him to use his divine sense! I would’ve never imagined that this place would exist beneath the floor! To that Marcel even managed to fool us old people… That man is truly a master at concealing things!” grumbled Darkwind in a helpless tone. “Indeed… Either way, it’s clear that someone’s trying to get us to stop trying to find Marcel. After all, with how barren the top floor is, anyone else would’ve surely been misled to believe that no
What followed was an explosive sound as well as clouds of billowing black smoke! Due to the sudden impact, everyone on the truck was knocked to the floor. As for the old man, since his head had collided against the steering wheel, his forehead was now covered in blood… Even so, Lyndon remained completely unharmed! When the old man realized that, he wondered whether he had just rammed into a man or a mountain! Before the old man could react, however, he heard Lyndon say, “What a sly one you are… To think that you’d be able to deceive a person who’s lived for hundreds of years!” After he said that, Lyndon easily got into the truck… and within a minute, he had fished out everyone inside! His eyes now widened, the old man couldn’t help but whimper, “Who… who are you people…? Are you ghosts or something…?!” “Cut the cr*p, old man! Or should I say, Marcel?!” growled Lyndon as he grabbed the old man by the collar. “T-there’s no way I could be Chairman Lurvink…! As I said, we still hav
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