"It’s far more than a proud son carrying the blood of an emperor."
"This Ethan... is truly interesting."
Liora thought to herself, her gaze deepening as her expression gradually turned serious.
A genius capable of shaking the Supre Realm in the Nirvana realm, surviving the Supre Tribulation, and growing at a terrifying speed—
Such a person was already beyond the scope of ordinary "talent."
"Sister," Zeon added with a grin, "the depths beneath Heavenly Lake are a rare cultivation treasure ground. You can also go down and cultivate soti."
"How good could it be?" Liora replied calmly.
"Comparable to the palace altar?"
"You’ll know once you try," Zeon said mysteriously.
"Very well," she nodded.
"I’ll try it when I have ti."
Then her eyes shifted slightly, and she changed the subject.
"You specifically recomnded Ethan to . You must have other thoughts."
"Heh, sister really is sharp."
Zeon scratched his head, then his expression turned uncharacteristically serious.
"I know you’re interested in... certain things. Ethan fits perfectly. If he can be recruited, he’ll definitely be a huge help to you."
Liora looked at him for a mont, then smiled faintly.
"At least you still have so conscience. All those years of doting on you weren’t wasted."
She flicked her wrist.
A storage ring flew toward Zeon.
"There’s a lot of spiritual marrow and spiritual heart stones inside. I also added a top-tier holy-grade spiritual weapon. Keep it for ergencies."
"Thank you, sister!"
Zeon caught the ring and instantly felt his confidence soar.
"But," Liora continued via voice transmission, "what I’m pursuing is too grand."
"Even if Ethan is as talented as you say, he might not be able to help much for now. My matter cannot be resolved in a short ti."
"I understand," Zeon replied seriously.
"It’s better to et first and talk later."
"Brother Ethan is different from others. Truly different."
As the siblings spoke, Atlas could no longer remain here comfortably.
He stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said politely,
"The scenery of Heavenly Lake is excellent. Your Highness may enjoy it at ease. I have matters to attend to and will take my leave."
Liora rely glanced at him, saying nothing.
Seeing this, Atlas prepared to leave with Isolde Stonebridge.
But at that very mont—
A faint, playful voice echoed from below Heavenly Lake.
"Hm? Holy Lord, since you’re already here, why leave in such a hurry?"
"I happen to have the artifact you want."
"Are you really willing to just leave like this?"
The mont these words rang out—
Atlas’s expression changed drastically.
He turned sharply toward Heavenly Lake.
That voice... could only belong to one person.
Ethan.
The surroundings fell deathly silent.
Zeon’s eyes lit up with joy.
"Brother Ethan! You’re finally out of seclusion!"
"Mm?"
Liora noticed her brother’s unrestrained excitent, and her interest in Ethan grew even stronger.
For Zeon to react like this—
This person was definitely extraordinary.
After all, even when facing existences stronger than himself, Zeon had never shown such anticipation.
"Ethan..."
"Let see what kind of person you are."
Her gaze beca focused as she looked toward the source of the voice.
At the side, Isolde also recognized Ethan’s voice.
She frowned slightly and glanced at her master.
Atlas’s expression was grave.
His fists clenched unconsciously as he stared at Heavenly Lake, thoughts racing.
"Master," Isolde asked in a low voice, "what should we do now?"
In her heart, she couldn’t help but sigh—
I already said we shouldn’t provoke Ethan. Now look where we are.
Atlas fell silent for a mont, then slowly loosened his clenched fists.
"You’re right," he said with a bitter smile.
"Ethan cannot be offended."
"This ti, I was reckless. I was blinded by greed and kicked an iron plate."
"Still... who could have predicted this?"
"Not many can resist the temptation of an artifact."
He paused, then spoke more quietly.
"If Ethan insists on pushing this matter, you leave first. I’ll stay behind and block."
"Master..."
Isolde bit her lip, moved despite herself.
At such a mont, her master was still thinking of her safety.
"I’ve interacted with Ethan before," she said firmly.
"When he cos out, I’ll try to persuade him."
Atlas sighed.
He never imagined that one day, he would rely on his disciple to smooth things over.
"Very well," he nodded.
"Give it a try."
"If it truly cos to the worst, we’ll have no choice but to fight."
"Even if the opponent is the Eldest Princess of the Verdant Lantern Empire, she’s still an Upper Supre. I may not win, but escaping with you shouldn’t be a problem."
"Master," Isolde said seriously, "this conflict should never have existed in the first place."
At the sa ti—
Boom!
Heavenly Lake trembled violently.
After a brief mont, the shaking stopped.
Then—
A figure flew in from the distant horizon.
Everyone looked over.
It was a tall, powerfully built man with a heavy sword strapped to his back.
His aura was thick and solid, his spiritual energy vast and surging.
A Supre Realm powerhouse.
The onlookers hidden around Heavenly Lake felt numb.
Since the Holy Lord arrived, every person who appeared was a Supre.
And one of them was even the Eldest Princess of the Verdant Lantern Empire.
"Brother Magnus!"
Zeon waved enthusiastically.
Magnus nodded and his gaze landed on Atlas.
"If I’m not mistaken," Magnus said, cupping his hands, "you should be the Holy Lord of the Holy Land and Endless Mountains?"
"Are you Ethan?" Atlas asked tentatively.
Magnus shook his head.
"I’m from the Blood Tavern—Magnus."
"Crazy Blade Magnus," Atlas Ashmount replied with a polite smile.
"Seeing you today, you truly live up to your reputation. At such a young age, you’re already a Supre. Your future is limitless."
"Eh?"
Magnus was montarily confused.
Wasn’t this Holy Lord here to cause trouble?
Why was he being so courteous now?
A smile hiding a blade?
Magnus frowned slightly.
He descended and walked toward Zeon.
Only then did he notice the woman standing beside him.
Her appearance and temperant were so astonishing that even the surrounding world seed to dim in comparison.
Magnus froze for a brief mont.
Even though he wasn’t one to be distracted by beauty, he couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.
A faint, inexplicable flutter arose in his heart.
"This woman... what’s your surna?"
Magnus snapped back to his senses and blurted out the question.
"Liora Verdant."
"Crazy Blade Magnus," Liora said calmly, her golden eyes studying him.
"I heard Zeon ntion you, and..."
A/N:
Extra Chapters
100 power stones - 1 Extra Chapters
200 power stones - 2 Extra Chapters
Massage Chair - 1 Extra Chapters
Luxury Car - 2 Extra Chapters
Dragon - 5 Extra Chapters
Magic Castle - 15 Extra Chapters
Reviews
All reviews (0)