“Very well. Recall the soldiers.” Simon commanded and waited for the seizure of the booming collision of power in both land and the air. The Vestal Virgin Sect has stood up for thousands of years and it was battle hardened in the tribulations that tested its mettle in the bygone millennia. A lone cultivator, although strong, can be chipped away with the unity of many. These two battalions alone could easily trap a Soul Creation Realm Expert each.
The blatant advantage of soul attacks would be countered by his thousand men strong in formation as their quantity of souls bridged the gap of a whole realm difference in cultivation.
“It is done, commander.” a sound conveyed in Simon’s ears after 15 breaths.
“Let him finish, Yara.” Sect Master Caiden admonished his daughter. He felt guilty because he may have spoiled Yara too much. His focus stayed in raising his cultivation in order to protect himself and the ones he loved. But in return, he got estranged with his only kin. Maybe it’s time to meet with other women again. Caiden sighed as he fondly recalled of his dearly departed wife. His instincts told him to spread his seeds right now because of the impending doom he sensed.This was really getting out of hand, Caiden took a deep breath after his gaze paused a moment too long on the scantily clad dressed woman before him.“Hmmmp! Why do you keep stupid people around, father?” Yara retorted. She loved his father and missed him so much. The year
“Please call me Caiden, Supreme Elder. This is a surprise! I don’t believe that you’ve met my daughter. Yara, come here!” Caiden called.“I’m pleased to finally see you, Supreme Elder. I heard much of you from my father.” Yara respectfully greeted the elderly woman.“What a beautiful girl. I hope it was all good things, my dear.” Chayene replied with a sunny mien in this turbid evening. She looked like a kind grandmother who came for a visit from a faraway land. Her smile was gentle and free, similar to someone who you could share your secrets with.“It was indeed, Supreme Elder. He has nothing to say but praise about you.” Yara humor
“You leave me no choice, old Lady.” Caiden replied and smiled fiercely. The slumbering spirit that had long dozed off from its adventures resurfaced once more and inflamed the blood in his veins. He looked at his opponent and deduced that he might have been a million years younger than she was, judging from the accomplishments she did in the past. But that was a hopeful approximation, Supreme Elder Chayene may have been older than what was recorded.For it was easy as lifting a finger to change what was written on paper, especially for one who held her high station within the sect. But even then, they perfectly mirrored one another. They were both weathered and hoary. After the limit of a million years of natural life for those who reached the Human Realm, only the precious longevity pills and priceless magical elixirs bought them t
“What’s going on, father?” Yara did not understand what the Blind Goddess meant with her words.“Nothing, Yara.” Sect Master Caiden grew silent for a moment and looked at his beautiful daughter.“Have I told you before that you look exactly like your mother?” he added as his eyes held much more unspoken words than what he had just uttered.“HAHAHA! Of course, you monkey. Many times! I’d even lost count of…” Yara replied but paused a beat after she noticed the solemn expression on her father’s face.“What is it, father?” she whispered. Yara got
“HAK! HAK! HAK!” Caiden coughed his lungs out as he felt his body break into a pulpy mess. He sat up and his body visibly healed with each second that ticked by. It took him almost a minute before his wounds all closed up and after that, he rose from the instant grave he was given.“What do you want from me?” was the question he wanted to ask but preferred to stay silent this time. Caiden could heal but he was not numb to the pain. His body felt like a hastily created puzzle. It creaked and burned from the unnatural healing process. He donned a new robe and sat on a lotus position as he obliged the Blind Goddess. Resistance was already futile as the game ended before it even began. His divine sense soared and spectated in the battle from afar.* *
“SUPREME ELDER!”“HAHAHAHAHA!”“FOOLS!”“YOU’VE BEEN DUPED!” The spectators who followed the fight all had mixed feelings. Most were surprised but a chosen few laughed their hearts out at the fate of these suckers.“I’m sorry for the words I spoke earlier, Supreme Elder. I did not know who I was speaking to.” Master Simon hastily apologized for his misdeeds. Dying against an enemy was honorable but to get flattened into a pie by an ally would see their name listed on the annals of history as a laughingstock for ages to come.
“COMMANDER!”“MASTER!” The yell of cultivators reverberated as they watch the lone survivor of the torture. He had been persevering alone for almost sixty more breaths after the last person before him gave up and wet her inner robes.“I WILL NOT BOW DOWN TO YOU!” Master Simon reiterated his determination and a bright spark emanated from the middle of his chest.“HIS GOING BERSERK!”“SOUL ERUPTION?!”“LEAVE NOW!”
If not for Maru’s enchanted clothes, no one would think that he was a Supreme Elder of the Vestal Virgin Sect. One that stood at the apex of influence and dictated the direction of both mortals and cultivators within the vast territories of the sect.“Come Ash.” Maru called towards the magical beast that perched upon its natural domain, the sky.“BANG!” the dragon announced its descent and visibly decreased in size.“WHISH!” No more words resounded as the overgrown serpent launched to the air along with two boys that sat comfortably on its back. Only silence reigned in the scene and no one stirred an inc