âF*ck! Gerald, we really got in!âLilian breathed, stupefied.She barely showed any resistance, although Gerald was still hugging her waist.It was all only too exciting, now that the tables have turned.They were in the venue. Elenaâs birthday banquet was exceptionally grand this time. This was mainly because Mr. Larson wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to host a large gathering for all the business owners too.As Hayward was from the Yorknorth Mountain, that automatically qualified him on the banquet attendeesâ list.There were more than a hundred guests on the scene. Most were rich and young heirs, and there were many bosses too.The layout of the event was a bit similar to that of a wedding ceremony. There was a long aisle in the middle, and the banquet tables lined both sides of the aisle.Gerald managed to find a seat for both of them.After all, there were many people here, and most would just be casually looking for a place to sit with their friends.Hayw
Leila too introduced herself after everyone. She had learned a lot from these people. Leila always thought that the rich only talked about luxurious cars, but these people did not. Their discussions had a depth to themâmoney management and a healthy lifestyle, and Leila was very much impressed.Douglas, who loved to flaunt his wealth, or Gerald, of whom she thought was loaded by sheer luck, were nowhere to be compared to this sophisticated bunch of technocrats.Lilian was upset after listening to the manner in which Hayward spoke. She knew Gerald would not keep up to his self-proclaimed status since everyone there was well off. Hayward had been doing pretty well and knew many people. Thanks to that, Lilian couldnât bear to raise her head, feeling as though today had been an utter failure.âWhen is Elena Larson coming?â quizzed a few young chaps. For most of them, it was their first time meeting Elena Larson, and they were very excited. Meanwhile, backstage. âMr. Wadford, are
Gerald had not seen Elena in a while, and she seemed much prettier now. âElena Larson is gorgeous!â a stunned Hayward exclaimed. Sharon, nonetheless, wasnât jealous at all. She had to admit that Elena was a real beauty.âOf course, she is! Elena is Mr. Crawfordâs godsister. She has to be!â Liam smiled. âThen why isnât Mr. Crawford here, Liam?â Leila asked. She was really hoping to see who Mr. Crawford was. âLet me tell you why. My dad mentioned heâs someone who keeps a low profile and doesnât like banquets and functions as such.â Liam explained as if he knew about Gerald very well. âAw!â Leila was disappointed. âHey Leila, would you like a drink? This fruit juice is imported, itâs excellent! Let me get you some!â Douglas was unhappy seeing Liam and Leila hitting off well. âIâm good. Just leave me be.â Leila frowned at Douglas and turned towards Liam again. âI need one, please!â A waiter passed by Lilian, and she reached out for a drink. Lilian was parched after w
Gerald tried to calm her down. âWho were these two? How did they even come in here? Did they know the rules?â exclaimed a middle-aged man from the other table. The entire room fell into a hushed whisper. It was nothing but plain rudeness stealing Elenaâs limelight while she was still talking on stage. All the more, standing up while everyone else was seated must have caught the attention of the Larsons. Everyoneâs attention then shifted back to the stage to see how Elena would react. Tears welled up in her eyes as she dropped the microphone in her hand.âYou came!â Elena cried. Gerald cleaned his pants, and when he heard Elenaâs voice, he realized she was looking right at him. âYes. Happy birthday!â Gerald replied awkwardly.He looked around, realizing he didnât actually bring any gifts for her except his car keys. âIâm sorry I didnât manage to prepare anything for your birthday. I can only wish,â Gerald said apologetically.âI thought youâd forgotten me!â Elena wipe
âI turned off my phone, Ms. Weaver,â Lilian shouted as she ran toward Quartney. Since Hayward and the others were following them, she was afraid they might get exposed. The last time Gerald claimed the Ferrari was his, Sharon did not believe him. This time, she had to make it clear. She stomped over to Gerald and stood in front of Quartney. She glared at Lilian and asked, âWhat are you afraid of, Lilian?â âMs. Weaver, right? Is this car rented by Lilian?â âAbsolutely not!â Lilian tried to make eye contact with Ms. Weaverâit was apparent she was trying to hide something. Sharon snatched the contract from Ms. Weaver and laughed, âThis is a rental! Look, Hayward! Oh, Ms. Jung and Douglas, let me humor you guys. I was having some coffee with Hayward today, and this girl called LilianâŠâ Sharon showed them the contract smugly while spilling the details from this morningâs incident.Hayward was envious of Gerald, but after what Sharon said, he felt terrible for Lilian again.
Gerald felt good about it, but Lilian didnât resent Hayward at all. âGerald, this car mustâve cost a bomb, right? Itâs quite a sight!â Liam walked toward them and smiled at Gerald.No matter how much the rest mocked him, Liam knew that being friends with him would be advantageous since he personally knew Elena and drove such a luxurious car. âAbout 22,000 dollars!â Gerald replied, smiling politely. They both shook hands. Meanwhile, Liamâs phone rang. âDad? Okay, Iâll go back now!â Liam hung up his phone. âHey, Gerald. Iâll have to leave now; itâs really nice meeting you! Iâm so sorry, Douglas and Leila, something came up, and I canât take you guys home.â âHuh?â Leila was stunned. They were supposed to hitch a ride from Liam back home since Douglas did not dare drive his car. Meanwhile, Gerald had already started his car engine, and Lilian was sitting next to him. Douglas then turned to Leila and asked. âLeila, why not we take an Uber?â âUber? Look at you, is ta
âHey, dad!âGerald called out respectfully, answering the video call.Although it wasnât the first time he video called his father after discovering his true identity, Gerald had somewhat grown to be more respectful towards his father.He increasingly felt how honorable of a man his father was.âWhat are you up to now, son?âGeraldâs father broke into a smile the moment his son came on the screen.âAm just about to rest, Dad. Whatâs up with the late call? Anything you need to tell me?ââYes, I do. I was initially planning to ask your sister to look into this matter. As Iâm aware, you spend most of your time and energy, focusing on your homework. This thing will be delayed since your sister has gone to handle factory issues in North Africa. I wonder if sheâd already told you about it?ââYou need my help finding a woman?âGerald recalled his sisterâs instructions and what she confided in him previously. She had asked for his assistance in looking for a particular woman.âYes, I
Throughout this whole time, both of them have occasionally been chatting with one another on WeChat whenever they were free.At present, Queta was already teaching at a new kindergarten and was doing pretty well.Gerald had helped Queta out and gave her a house to live in, where Drake and Tyson shared the same place with her. âMiss Smith, can you do me a favor? I canât review these childrenâs homework in my class on time. My boyfriend is already on his way, picking me up to go shopping. Could you review their homework on my behalf?âA female teacher with waist-length hair asked Queta, who was also reviewing her studentsâ homework.âBut Miss Lawrie, Iâm still reviewing my own studentsâ homework too!âQueta replied shyly.âPfft! If youâre not keen to help me, then just say it. Why come up with so many excuses? Donât think for a second that youâre so great just because Mr. Teves introduced you to work here. Hah, just think about it! I mean, who are you, Queta Smith? You got crowne
Watching in fury as his black air blade dissipated, Daryl roared, âW-what powerâŠ!â As Daryl was too shocked to move, Gerald took the chance to yell, âAttackâŠ!â And just like that, a blazing light momentarily lit the entire skyâŠ! As surges of energy shot out in all directions, Darylâs devilish formation was reduced to dust in a matter of seconds! âNoâŠ!â 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⊠âDarling, itâs your brotherâs wedding day today⊠Shouldnât we head over earlier? Youâve been dolling yourself up for ages!â âFine, dad⊠Though, isnât Second Uncle already there to help set things up? That aside, my brotherâs gone through so many hardsh
âDarylâs been possessed by the Supreme Devilish Lord for ages, and the lord himself has been using your grandfatherâs 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!â âIn order to further deter the Supreme Devilish Lordâs efforts, theyâve even been kidnapping people with Yin physiques! Do you see the entire picture now, boy?â explained Finnley. ââŠSo thatâs the truth⊠Then, howâs Mila?â asked Gerald. âSheâs fine, but your reunion depends on whether we can destroy him this time!â replied one of the white-robed ladies. That was relieving to hear⊠Still, as it turned out, the Sun League werenât 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 didnât take long for blood to spurt out of his mouth. What immense devilish powerâŠ! Following a sneer, the Nirvadevil sectâs master scoffed, âI 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 wonât save you this time!â Furrowing his brows, Gerald retorted, ââŠWho on earth are you? How do you know me so well? In fact, how do you know about my Herculean Primordial Spirit?â Laughing in response, the master then said, âOh, youâll 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 supremeâŠ!â Upon hearing that, Gerald couldnât help but frown even more.
ââŠThis formation. It feels⊠familiar,â muttered Sanchez. âSame thought here. I think itâs the Septelic Perishment Formation of the ancient Black Dragon Sect!â replied Gerald. âAh, no wonder it felt so familiar⊠Though, wasnât this formation lost to time ages ago? How did you learn of it?â 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 sectâs 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, âI read about it somewhere. Ho
Upon hearing Geraldâs question, Lord Ethern was prompted to reveal a few samples of the herbs they were locating⊠and it wasnât 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, ââŠTheseâŠâ Noticing how the two were looking at the herbs, Darkwind muttered, ââŠI take it that the herbalist theyâre looking for really is Ms. Phoebe, Mr. Crawford?â ââŠWell, itâs hard to say if she is since Marcel already said that the timing wasnât right⊠Regardless, this is an important clue. Lord Ethern, was it? Could you elaborate a bit more on your master?â muttered Gerald as he turned to face the man again. âI really canât sayâŠ! Look, Master always appears before us in a shadowy form, so none of us have ever seen his face!â replied Lord Ethern while shaking his head. ââŠIs that the truth?â âI swear on my life!â exc
âFlaxen, you bloody traitorâŠ!â 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, âWho⊠Who the hell are you peopleâŠ?!ââYou donât need to know that information. That aside, tell us what you four are planning to do already,â scoffed Gerald as he slowly approached the three defeated men.ââŠWho the hell do you think you are? What makes you think Iâll comply so easily?â 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 manâs arms!âIf you want your other limbs intact, donât make me repeat the question,â 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 Zemanâs books, this was his first time actually coming across them. It was a while later when the frowning Sanchez muttered, âSo, they want to ambush some herb lady⊠Is she the one weâre looking for?â 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, âI had the same thought, Mr. Crawford. After all, Phoebe excels not only in pharmacology, but also in all sorts of special techniques and formations!â Watching as Gerald nodded, the Blancetnoir Double Lords couldnât 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 Darylâs hideout⊠Hopefully the Yinblood pelletâthat was now in his handsâwould aid with that effort⊠As for the second goal, he was hoping to retrieve the inheritance according to the Zearlâs instructions. After all, heâd only stand a fighting chance against Daryl and the Soluna Sect after getting the inheritance. While it was true that Geraldâs 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 couldnât help but stare enviously at Gerald, knowing full well that theyâd 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, âYouâre really something else, GeraldâŠ! 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 generalâs tomb, but you also possess those angelic artifacts!â âOh, donât you worry about that. With how powerful you three are, Iâm sure youâll become indispensable assistants as we head to the North Desert in search of a certain someone! Speaking of which, if youâre already thinking about killing me t