Yura had asked that question in his sheer disbelief. “That’s right! To think that she had even claimed that it was because of Gerald’s connections… How does he even know such high ranked people? How is any of this possible?” grumbled Ysabel enviously. After being humiliated like that, they were sure that everyone was now looking at the two families with mocking gazes. Rose herself was now thinking of how Gerald had withdrawn a million dollars just the day before. She also recalled what Yura had told her about Gerald’s clothes. Adding that to the fact that she had now seen, with her very own eyes, that Gerald had the capability to pull strings from within the Trustdeck group, she was extremely certain that he was no ordinary person. “Hold on a minute!” interrupted Rose while Ysabel and her mother were still exchanging envious words in their annoyance. “Could it be that we’ve not investigated Gerald’s background thoroughly enough? Is he actually not a pauper at all? How else
“I don’t know. Why don’t you ask him yourself?” said Bea before promptly leaving. “It’s… It’s all over now. Bea’s definitely made the biggest contribution this time around!” shouted Yura. “Why are you being so anxious? Bea probably can’t make anything big out of it! Still, she isn’t the biggest issue now. The main thing we have to worry about, is that b*tch’s son, Gerald! We need to find out how much power he truly holds!” declared Rose. The second she said that, everyone relevant received a message in the family’s group chat. The family’s butler had just issued a family meeting, and they were to gather at the Yaleman family’s conference room within an hour. “See that? Bea’s asked for credit so quickly! The meeting’s definitely related to the projects this time around!” said Second aunt aloud. Rose then crossed her arms and smiled coldly before saying, “Let’s return home for now… I want to see what sort of mess that girl ends up making!” By the time the hour was up, everyon
Her tone was rightfully angry as she said all that. “Regardless of whether he’s part of it or not, don’t forget that you’re the one in power here. The Trustdeck Group cooperates with you. Not Yura,” reminded Gerald. “…That’s true. I don’t have to be afraid anymore! Speaking of which, cousin, I see you’ve prepared a gift box there. Who’s it for?” asked Bea as she sat on a sofa while looking at him. Hearing her question, Gerald wiped his hands clean and picked the gift box up before saying, “I was planning to pay grandma a visit once your meeting was over.” Gerald had initially wanted to meet up with her earlier but once he found out that the Yalemans were having a family meeting, he postponed his plan. After all, he really didn’t want to have to deal with First aunt and the others. “Still, aren’t you the curious one. Did you think that it was a birthday gift for you?” added Gerald with a cheeky smile on his face. He remembered, at that moment, that Bea’s birthday was in two da
“Since your body’s condition hasn’t been too well recently, I’ve bought some health supplements for you, grandma!” said Gerald as he placed his gift aside once he entered. “Humph! How rare it is to see you being this thoughtful!” replied Lady Yaleman in a solemn tone. After all, Gerald had come empty-handed on her actual birthday that day. Regardless, though it was true that she had disowned Yulia, she had to admit that it was near impossible to perfectly slice the bond between mother and daughter. What more, Gerald and Jessica were both her biological grandchildren. As a grandmother, she had honestly always wanted to at least have some form of contact with him. However, when she first saw how pathetic Gerald looked, she was instantly reminded of Dylan. Both father and son were so alike… Their characteristics were similar as well. They were simply the kinds of people who never retorted or fought back against others, even if they were scolded or beaten up. After a slightly
“Sau… Saussurea involucrata?” replied Lady Yaleman, her voice quivering as she continued staring at the gift in bewilderment. “How could Gerald possibly have gotten his hands on such an expensive and valuable thing…?” The butler himself simply lowered his head. After thinking for a brief moment, he then said, “… There’s something on my mind, though I’m not sure whether I should say it, Chairman.” “Go on!” “From what I’ve been able to observe, Mr. Crawford doesn’t seem to be an ordinary person. Rather, he seems to exude the disposition of someone with nobility! There’s just something about the way he talks… This may seem far-fetched, but have you considered that maybe, just maybe… Mr. Crawford could be the mysterious…” “…Are you suggesting that Gerald is the Crawford family’s Mr. Crawford?” replied Lady Yaleman, greatly surprised to even hear Sheldon suggest that. In response, Sheldon simply pointed at the Saussurea involucrate again. That alone, made Lady Yaleman’s heart sk
After thinking about it for some time, Gerald ended up gently patting Bea’s head before saying, “I’ll tell you about it sometime in the future. Regardless, it’s your birthday tomorrow! I’ll be preparing a little something for you, so expect to be pleasantly surprised when you receive your gift!” “Huh? What’s the gift?” asked Bea as she stuck her tongue out playfully. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you the answer now, would it? Just wait for tomorrow,” replied Gerald with a faint smile before returning to his room. Though he was smiling as he left, Bea could sense how truly forlorn Gerald was. This wasn’t the first time she had noticed it either. While her cousin had always behaved like an attentive elder brother would, she was able to tell that he constantly had something weighing on his mind. He just never seemed to be truly happy. Bea suspected it had something to do with what had happened between him and her possible sister-in-law. However, since he refused to talk a
As she led the other family members away, Yura laughed before smiling coldly at Bea. “Watch your tongue or you’ll pay a heavy price for it, Yura! Wipe that smirk off your face!” growled Bea as she turned to leave. The moment she turned around, however, she saw Gerald there. In his hands was a small cake about six inches tall. Only after seeing him did she regain her composure. “You’re late, cousin!” said Bea rather happily. “Well I did have to order this cake for your birthday!” replied Gerald as he lifted the cake in his hands for her to see. “Humph! You truly are from a village! Who still eats cake during their birthday? Lame!” said Yura with a scornful smile. “Well I love eating cakes, do you have a problem with that?” replied Bea. “Humph! I’m not even going to continue bothering with you anymore!” sneered Yura. “Hey, it’s Bea!” At that moment, a voice came from a car that had just stopped at the Yaleman family house’s entrance. Slowly, five women—who all looked
Bea, on the other hand, was unhappy to hear that. After all, from what she could tell, he had probably guessed that she had specifically invited her ex-classmates over to introduce them to her cousin. Yura was definitely doing this on purpose. “You’ll have much more fun with me! There’s no need to take a stroll with them!” said Bea angrily. Seeing how mad she was, her classmates simply looked at each other before pouting as they entered the house with Bea. As they walked through the backyard, Gerald couldn’t help but sigh. He knew what Bea was up to. While he understood that she only wanted to get him a girlfriend out of kindness, he wasn’t really in the mood to get to know any more female friends at the moment. After all, he was no stranger to getting into trouble from getting too attached to his female friends. Alice was a textbook example of that. Because of that, Gerald only treated the beauties from the perspective of an elder brother. However, the girls themselves wer
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