“I’ve called you over today mainly to discuss the incident. You’re already a grown man so you should be aware of the secrets that our family has gained!” said Dylan as he gently patted his son’s shoulder. “See, this symbol behaves somewhat like a curse… People call it the symbol of the Sun League. Whenever anyone personally receives the symbol, they go missing within three days! To think that Mila’s currently facing what your uncle had gone through twenty years ago!” explained his father. “According to what Fynn had said, the curse resurfaces every twenty years, and whenever it does, people go missing. He also said that nobody who’s received the curse has managed to escape it!” replied Gerald. Shaking his head, Dylan then said, “Fynn is only half correct there. While it’s true that the majority who receive the symbol go missing, I’ve been able to locate someone who’s managed to return safely!” Hearing that, Gerald’s eyes lit up. “After interviewing him, the person stated that
“Those two? Humph! It wouldn’t be a stretch to say that twelve-year-olds from that family could single-handedly beat them to a pulp!” Hearing that, Gerald felt himself gulp. He then wondered how Finnley would fare against that family. However, he quickly shook the thought away. After all, his focus shouldn’t be on making comparisons now. Rather, he knew that he had to find a way to get the Moldell family’s help. After all, their family would be an incredibly strong ally to have. “The Moldells live in seclusion most of the time. Even I wouldn’t contact them if it wasn’t our last resort. However, your uncle held on to a very important secret relating to the Crawford family’s bloodline. If the secret had gotten out from the time he went missing, our family would’ve already been ruined by the time your generation came to be! Now that I know that there’s a chance that he’s still alive, I’m left with no other option but to seek the Moldell family’s help for fear that the secret may o
At the time, Yulia had felt that Dylan was quite mysterious. After all, while the shabbily dressed boy—who looked quite weak back then—never fought back whenever he was bullied or scolded, he was always capable of doing things well beyond everyone’s expectations. While in the beginning, Yulia cared for him mostly out of pity, eventually, both of them fell in love with each other, not unlike how Gerald and Mila’s relationship began. However, the Yaleman family was the leader of four large families in Yanken at the time. Even though her husband had passed on, Gerald’s grandmother, Lady Yaleman, was able to make the Yaleman family even stronger than before. It was because she was the kind of person who was particularly strict when it came to managing the family. Despite that, even she had a shortcoming, which was what Yulia hated about her mother the most. Lady Yaleman was a person who strongly valued the opinions of men, yet considered females, in general, to be of lesser impor
At that moment, Lyra entered the room before saying, “Queta and aunt are here…” Having said that, Lyra then looked at Gerald before heading downstairs. “I’ve been watching over Lyra’s growth, Gerald. She’s a very nice woman so you’ll have to treat her better… We’ll talk more about this when there’s a more suitable time in the future,” said his mother. “I know, mom. But I’d rather focus on the mission at hand first!” replied Gerald. He knew what she was getting at, so he simply interrupted her before she could continue. “Indeed. Such things can wait for later. The mission is definitely more important for now… Also, Gerald, be sure to behave like you own the place once you get to Yanken, Weston. After all, all of our family’s properties in Weston will be under your management and care from now on, including your sister’s! I’ve already informed Fynn about it so you don’t have to worry about the details.” Three days later near the exit gates of Yanken Airport, two women—one middl
“Speaking of which, Gerald, how long are you planning to stay here? Do you have anywhere to stay for the time being? There’s no need to be cordial toward us! For now, I’m simply assuming that Bea will keep you company for today and I’ll be sending you back to the airport tomorrow. Is that the plan?” asked Catherine Goff rather enthusiastically as she took a peek at Gerald who was sitting quietly in the back seat as she drove the Passat. Seeing him drag his luggage case with him earlier had prompted her to ask the question. It was clear as day that she wanted him to leave as soon as possible. “Oh? I’m not leaving that soon, aunt. In fact, I’ll probably be staying in Yanken for a while… I’ll be in your care till then,” replied Gerald with a slightly bitter smile. Hearing that, Catherine’s expression immediately turned ugly though she remained silent. This was simply the reality of it. If one was rich and they lived in some obscure spot in the mountains, they would still have distan
It was no mystery why people like Philip treated Gerald like their master. “Not at the moment. I’ll contact you if I need anything,” replied Gerald. “Very well, young master!” “Actually, there is one thing you could help me out with. I need you to get me a new car.” It was at that moment when Gerald remembered that Catherine only drove a Passat. Bea herself seemed to know how to drive, yet she had earlier ridden on her scooter when she headed out to get ingredients. Since he was already here, he might as well get a proper car for Bea. “Very well, master! What car model would you like? A Phantom simply won’t do! I suggest ordering the newest model from abroad!” “There’s no need for that. Just get me a BMW 7 series!” “I… See,” replied Philip, sounding slightly stunned. After sharing Bea’s address and details with him, Gerald hung up without saying anything else. Gerald himself had relatively fewer demands when it came to cars. As he could not linger outside for a lon
“Naturally, I’m talking about the Brandon who owns the place!” Hearing that, Catherine became incredibly flustered when she saw the other woman taking her cell phone out. After all, Brandon was a famous person here who owned several nightclubs in the area. If this woman was truly acquainted with Brandon, then Catherine knew that she was in for a lot of trouble. While it was true that Catherine shouldn’t be this easily terrified as a member of the Yaleman family, if she simply relied on the Yalemans to deal with the situation, Lady Yaleman would definitely reprimand her for causing trouble for their family, even though the situation could easily be taken care of. Understanding that, Catherine knew that she had no choice but to give in. She really didn’t have the courage or audacity to use the Yaleman family’s name for such a small issue anyway. Though she knew that her daughter was most probably innocent, Catherine really didn’t know what else she could do. “Go ahead and cal
It was quite obvious from his reaction that he had no idea who Brandon even was. He probably didn’t even know who the store manager was, let alone the assistant store manager the woman was talking about! “Was it Philip who told you to drop the car off?” asked Gerald as he walked toward Mr. Fairwell, his right hand in his pocket. Hearing Gerald’s question, Mr. Fairwell was immediately taken aback. After scanning him from head to toe, Mr. Fairwell then replied in a respectful tone, “Indeed, it was. He told me to deliver the car to a young lady by the name of Bea Yaleman. I’ve already completed all the other necessary formalities.” Mr. Fairwell then smiled at Gerald. This must be the person whom Mr. Hodges had said he wasn’t even qualified to know by name. After all, there was no way that other young men his age would ever be able to get acquainted with such a mysterious figure! “Bea- That’s… That’s my daughter! We live at that address as well!” said Catherine in surprise. “Ah
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