Even though the event was about to end, the crowd only seemed to have grown larger. Everyone wanted to watch the match between Warren and Fabian. The entire stadium was now so filled to the brim that in a way, it resembled a busy beehive. Warren and Fabian themselves were currently warming up. “Both of them are equally amazing! You know, Fabian’s the first runner up in our county while Warren’s the champion of Sunnydale! Their reputations are sky high!” “Oh? Well this is definitely going to be interesting then! I’m still supporting Fabian though! Let’s hope he brings honor to the Salford Province!” “I personally support Warren! He just looks so experienced!” Almost all of the audience members were discussing the lively event among themselves, and that included Gerald’s classmates. “Say Gerald, who do you think will win?” asked a few girls curiously as they surrounded him. “I think they’re both equally great! I really can’t say!” “Aww, come on! Don’t you know Warren to
“What exactly is your problem?” huffed Gerald. “Humph! So Fabian lost, big deal! If you think you’re that good then why don’t you get on that stage and fight instead?!” yelled Isabelle. It was crystal clear that she was simply directing all her anger and frustration on Gerald. She even picked her bottle up and tried splashing water all over Gerald! Thankfully, he was able to avoid getting drenched in time. However, he was now extremely tempted to give her a tight slap across the face for doing that. Luckily, their classmates stepped in and pulled Isabelle aside to prevent the situation from further escalating. Maia herself simply glanced at Gerald for a brief moment before returning her gaze to Warren who seemed to be exuding a radiant aura. She knew he wouldn’t let anyone down. At that moment, a judge walked up the stage and approached Warren before saying, “I’ve honestly never met someone your age to hold that much skill and grace! You truly are the champion of Sunnydale!
A short while later, Jasmine returned though this time, she was donning her uniform. Her hair had been tied into a ponytail and the whole look complemented her beauty perfectly. While most of the guys were gushing over her, many of the girls were green with envy. Even Gerald had his eyes fixated on Jasmine. He hadn’t really expected her to know how to fight. Seeing her, Warren began blindfolding himself with a black strip of fabric. His action immediately swooned the audience. How cool and manly! After making sure that the knot was tight enough, Warren then taunted, “Come at me, now!” While his actions were condescending, Jasmine didn’t say a word. Instead, she lunged at him with lightning-quick speed! With a loud thud, Warren was kicked right in the face! He wasn’t able to block or even dodge her attack. He only realized what was happening after being sent flying out of the ring and crashing hard onto the ground. Everything simply happened too quickly for him to even p
Wyatt was still busy helping Warren up when he heard his sister calling out to him. Realizing that someone was trying to pick a fight with her, he immediately felt a burning rage in his chest as he rushed toward them. He had already been embarrassed enough by the fact that he didn’t even have the courage to challenge a girl who was able to beat Warren up. After all, he was one of the best fighters in the school. Now that his sister was being bullied, he simply couldn’t allow his ego to be crushed any further. If he didn’t stand up for her now, he would definitely be the biggest disappointment to his family! “How dare you! Do you have a death wish or something?!” roared Wyatt as he launched himself forward, directing a kick at Gerald’s chest. “Oh god, Wyatt’s mad!” “Of course he is! Not only did that guy hit his sister, he’s probably equally as angry at himself for not accepting her challenge!” “I know right? Wyatt’s definitely going to take it all out on that guy!” Ever
“Come fight her like a man, you coward!” yelled Mindy as she looked at Gerald. She honestly wanted to see both of them spar. “Yeah! Fight like a man!” chanted several of the other girls in the stadium as well. Gerald could only shake his head with a wry smile on his face. There was no way he was going to be able to worm out of this one. Knowing that, he could only agree to the challenge and slowly got onto the main stage. Throughout his brief training with Finnley, he had been taught a total of five self-defense moves. Each move was different, prioritizing on protecting the user from either punches, kicks, or weapons both long and short. The fifth technique, on the other hand, could be utilized under situations where one was being restricted from the back. While all these would definitely help Gerald defend himself should he come face to face with danger, they were still essentially only self-defense moves. They were completely useless in a fight like this. Upon entering th
Hearing that, Mindy immediately left her room to notify her teachers. However, she returned not too long after. “None of the teachers are around, Jasmine. The rest of the adults in the mansion aren’t present either. They’re having their meeting in the meeting room! Have you forgotten? Today’s the day they host their annual big meeting!” explained Mindy. “Ah, I just remembered. No matter then, I’ll just talk to them tomorrow,” replied Jasmine with a nod as she sat on her bed. It didn’t take long before Jasmine realized that Mindy looked as though she still had more to say. “What’s wrong?” enquired Jasmine. Hearing that, Mindy then skipped over to Jasmine’s side before cheekily asking, “Say Jasmine, what do you think they talk about in that mysterious annual family meeting that only our family’s males can attend?” “How should I know?” replied Jasmine as she shook her head before realizing something. “…What are you scheming of, Mindy?” asked Jasmine as she looked Mindy in th
“Indeed… After the young master passed on, no other Fenderson was able to challenge our rivaling family. After all, you were already at an old age when that happened, big brother. It truly is a shame… Thank god our little Jasmine is extremely talented. Her skills could easily match the young master’s! With enough training from us, she could become even more amazing!” said another old man. “While I’ve considered allowing her to participate in this, she’s still Ethan’s only daughter. She’s the last of her bloodline! I’ve been protecting her from the outside world for the longest time… I just don’t have the heart to let her in on all this!” exclaimed the Fenderson patriarch. “She’s still young and she’ll eventually be married off as well. I should also mention that not even young master Ethan had been able to handle the family. What can she do? Her parents had both been killed in that incident, do you think they’d hesitate to take down a little girl?” said another middle-aged man with
“Did you hear that?” The patriarch asked the moment she entered the study.Jasmine nodded firmly. If the fact that the younger generation of their family was permanently grounded was enough to make Jasmine gloomy and depressed every day, then she would forever be grieving over the incident which involved her parents. At least when she was grounded, she could throw a tantrum or complain about it. But ever since she was young, no one had ever told her anything about her own parents. She’d only receive beatings when she asked about them. “Do you hate me for hiding it from you for so many years?” The patriarch asked. “No, I don’t hate you. I understand that you hid it from me for my sake!”Jasmine said. “Jasmine, I saw your performance over the past few years. Frankly speaking, I’m very proud to have a granddaughter like you. Your parents in heaven should be very proud of you too.” The patriarch patted Jasmine’s shoulders lightly. “Then grandpa, who is the enemy of our
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