“What’s the matter?” asked Gerald who was caught slightly off-guard by the question. He didn’t know what was wrong with the old man. While Finnley looked both elderly and thin, his grip was surprisingly strong. After grabbing on to Gerald’s shoulder, Gerald was unable to move even if he wanted to. ‘How is he even this strong?’ “Just curious. Again, who did you meet today my grandson? I can smell an unusual scent from your body…” asked Finnley as he chuckled. “Define, ‘unusual scent’,” replied Gerald as he looked at Finnley who suddenly appeared a lot more excited and mysterious. ‘Maybe his muddle headedness is acting up again!’ “It’s the scent of venom-based poison!” said Finnley in a sudden hushed tone. “The person you met today is suffering from venom-based poison! You probably came into contact with that person which is why you have such a venomous scent on you!” added Finnley. “D*mn it, have you been watching too many Thai movies?” said Gerald helplessly. He simpl
“What about me? You’ve just been jabbing her with needles when she’s clearly suffering from a venom-based poison! All you’ve done is increase the speed of her blood circulation! Isn’t that just giving the parasite more chances to move around uncontrollably around her body?” replied Finnley. “Girl, when you were around eight, did you go through something similar to what you’re experiencing now? Though you were probably mostly just dizzy back then, it happened again when you were twelve, right? Only then, you felt even more lightheaded than before. Things should have gotten worse once you got to the age of sixteen. If my deduction is correct, you should have felt extremely lightheaded while simultaneously feeling that your limbs were worryingly weak for that period of time. Since your condition’s only continued to worsen every time it shows itself again, straight out blacking out now when you’re twenty-two shouldn’t come as a surprise!” added Finnley as he turned to look at Queta. S
After a short while of Gerald waiting anxiously outside the ward, both Finnley and Dr. Hudson exited the ward. When Gerald saw both of them, he found it slightly odd and suspicious that Dr. Hudson now seemed much more respectful toward Finnley. Gerald had also noticed that while they were leaving the room, the doctor had almost tried supporting Finnley’s arm, though he quickly changed his mind at the last second. “How did it go?” asked Gerald. “She’s almost cured! You can go in and pay her a visit now!” said Finnley with a chuckle. Hearing that, he entered the ward immediately to check on Queta. She was looking much better now compared to earlier, and even the usual rosiness on her cheeks had started to return. “You don’t have to worry, Gerald. Mr. Quick has exceptional medical skills!” said Queta as soon as she saw him, clearly worried that Gerald was still concerned about her condition. “That’s good to know!” replied Gerald, breathing a long sigh of relief. “Thank you v
This was the reason why she wanted to have a nice chat with Mila first. “What do you want to talk about? Spit it out already!” said Mila as both of them arrived at a park. “I’ll be frank with you. It’d honestly be better for me if you broke up with Gerald. I won’t hide the fact that I do indeed, love him, and I’ve tried to gain his affection on multiple occasions!” said Giya. Miya simply looked to the side without saying anything. “However, it’s exactly because I love him that I can see how loyal he is to you. I’m not making any of this up either. His feelings for you have remained unchanged from the very beginning. No matter how much I’ve tried to earn his affection, he simply ignored every one of my advances. This is just my two cents, but if you do end up breaking up just because of some misunderstanding about our relationship, he’ll definitely experience extreme grief. He really is a kind man who likes helping people out, you know? Even the engagement was just him helping m
Gerald had just retrieved some porridge for Queta when he received a text message from an unfamiliar number. After reading its contents, Gerald was stunned. ‘Mila’s returning to Hong Kong? Already? I haven’t even had the time to explain myself to her yet!’ Immediately after, he began driving to the airport. On his way there, he bombarded Mila with endless calls. However, not once did she pick up. Alas, when he finally arrived, he was just in time to see a plane slowly taking off. Gerald was so anxious at that moment that he was ready to make some arrangements to get a helicopter to catch up with her. However, before he could do anything rash, he received another text message. This one came directly from Mila. “Gerald, I’ll be returning to Hong Kong first. You don’t have to explain anything to me regarding what had happened today. I believe in you. To tell you the truth, I was acting out of spite earlier because of my jealousy. I honestly just wanted you to coax and paci
‘It seems that I can bump into him just about anywhere!’ ‘Regardless, it seems that Gerald is doing quite well. After all, instead of taking the normal train, he chose to take the rail instead!’ After the simple greeting, the two of them chatted for a while longer before Maia eventually stopped talking to him. While Gerald was simply trying to be nice to her, she didn’t seem to want to bother about him at all. Gerald was fine with that, and he simply did the same. After all, though it seemed like Maia was heading to the Salford Province to undergo some secret mission, Gerald wasn’t interested in it in the least. Meanwhile, Queta had just finished cutting up another fruit. She could see that Gerald and Maia seemed to know each other. What more, she was sitting just opposite them. Sensing the opportunity, Queta smiled as she asked Maia in a kind and warm tone, “I’ve just cut up a fruit, Miss. Would you like some?” “Thanks, but I don’t eat fruits!” declined Maia casually.
County Salford was the city center of the Salford Province. Being the city center, it was always thriving and busy. Despite being a bustling city, the ten luxury cars parked in front of the ever-busy Salford High Rail Station were still particularly eye-catching. At that moment, the rail finally arrived at the station. Standing up, Gerald stretched slightly before getting off the rail together with Queta and Finnley. When he passed by Maia and her group of friends, however, he simply walked past them without greeting them at all. “Humph! Just look at that behavior! Who wants to bother about him anyway?” ‘How dare he not take the initiative to greet me?’ Maia thought to herself. She had never expected Gerald to end up becoming such a stubborn man. It was evident that Maia had a superiority complex. ‘If you had only greeted me, I would’ve refrained from bothering you. However, for a person like you to ignore me, your actions are similar to destroying a beautiful object! H
“Gerald!” shouted Vincy. Gerald was surprised to hear his name being called out. Turning around, he saw both Vincy and Lennard. Gerald had never really talked to both of them outside competitions, so he wasn’t too close to either of them. Between the two however, Gerald was definitely more acquainted with Vicky. After all, Lennard came from a rich family so that gave him even less reason to talk to Gerald back then. Lennard was much closer to Maia and the others. Gerald then walked over to them with a surprised look on his face before saying, “Vincy! Lennard!” While he wasn’t well acquainted with them, they still used to be classmates. It was the only reason why he was speaking to them in such a friendly manner. Lennard only scanned him briefly from head to toe before unwillingly nodding in response to Gerald’s greeting. Vicky on the other hand, jumped in front of Gerald before patting him on the shoulder. “Hey, Gerald! It’s been a while! You barely even keep in contact w
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