In the outskirts of Riven, there was an old man in purple robes causing a commotion.
Sitting inside a small restaurant, the old man was eating pork buns.
People were staring at him with their jaws dropped to the floor as he ate one pork bun after the other, that was his 40th pork bun.
"So goood! Kekeke!"
This old man is the old man from the dimensional rift.
Enjoying the pork buns, the old man decided to look for the young god and that treasure later, in his world he doesn't have such delicious things to eat.
So he decided to enjoy himself for now, at least until tomorrow morning.
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Ren was in his bedroom deep in thought, he was thinking about the feeling of danger he felt earlier, and about what he just found out.
Jane has to recharge.
Two to three times a day, Jane has to go to sleep, but each time she sleeps, it could last a few minutes, to a few hours.
Sometimes even a whole day.
Ren was enjoying his peace and quiet since Jane was sleeping, he was taking this opportunity to look over all the information he has available.
According to his estimates, he is currently already a beginner Heaven stage expert.
The next portion of power he absorbs will probably push him past the heaven stage, then he'll have to leave the Mortal world and enter the Immortal world.
(AN: The mc might be too op, but his story isn't for the mortal world, so hold on, he won't seem too op when he leaves)
He could feel the arrogance, the indomitable will, and the overbearing might of the dragon god flooding through him.
Most of all, the pride that all dragons posses, for the dragon god, it's even stronger.
Thinking of the feeling of danger he felt earlier, countless little red scales started to appear all over his body, as they slightly raised up, leaving a traceable pattern on his skin.
He could only feel anger flood through him, as a low growl reverberated throughout his body.
'How dare someone threaten my life!?
I'LL KILL THEM!'
Ren's dark eyes glowed a dark red as he clenched his fists, drawing blood.
The blood was red, with a golden glow emanating from it.
Since Ren absorbed the dragon god, his temperament is getting closer to that of a dragon.
Not to mention, it's not just the temperament of any dragon.
It's the temperament of the dragon god!
Ren managed to calm down after a few minutes, he was bewildered as to why he was clenching his fists so hard.
"Was I angry? More like afraid, I feel like I'm in danger.."
As Ren got up and walked out of his room, he was thinking about what just happened, 'There's nothing for me to get angry for..'
Shaking his head, he opened the door just as Aunty Leah called him for dinner.
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In the Tie clan, in one of the elders rooms, the green robed elder was sitting down drinking tea as he stared at the crimson red pill on the table in front of him.
"Ah, brother, we grew up together. It's a shame it had to end like this, kekeke!"
The green robed elder put the tea down, then picked up the crimson red pill, as it rattled in it's container.
He sighed as he put the pill in his robes and stood near his window, "Tomorrow, I will attack tomorrow. Don't worry brother, you'll get the glory"
The green robed elder grinned as he watched the clan's children play in a massive courtyard a kilometer away.
"Because, after all, it is your life that's going to be used to fight the enemy. Why wouldn't you get the glory? Kekeke!"
Looking at the sun getting closer and closer to the horizon, the green robed elder walked towards his stone bed as he prepared to cultivate.
Outside the door to his room stood the patriarch, sighing, he shook his head as he walked away.
"I wanted the treasure for the clan, but I didn't want this to happen."
As the shadows of the hallway swallowed his figure, the candles placed in the hallway flickered.
"But alas, it happened anyways"
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In the same restaurant from earlier, the old man was still eating pork buns like before.
The owner lost count.
"Sir, we are out of ingredients, and it's time for us to close."
The owner of the restaurant politely approached the old man.
Finishing the last pork bun, the old man glared at the owner, causing her to shake in fear.
His glare was like a venomous snake eyeing its prey, quickly, the old man's expression changed as he gave a kind smile.
"It's alright, the pork buns? If that's what they are called, were the best things I have ate for thousands of years."
As the old man was about to leave, the owner, ignoring what he said, stopped him as cold sweat formed on her forehead.
"Sir, you owe 5 gold coins, the price was calculated at 5 copper a pork bun, since you ate so much that we lost track, we can only give you this price, even this is cheap for how much you ate."
Being stopped the second time (First was being stopped from eating)
The old man's aura billowed outwards, freezing the owner's movements, as a look of fear appeared in her eyes.
"Kekeke!"
In a flash, the old man appeared on the steps heading upstairs, "Kekeke! I needed a place to stay, I guess this will do."
Psst!
Back by the table the old man was sitting at, the owner, with fear all over her face, split in two, as blood sprayed everywhere, both halves of her body falling one after the other as blood pooled across the floor.
The white dress she was wearing was soaked in blood.
With a glimmer, a talisman in the folds of the dress burst into flames.
Back at Ren's house, Aunty Leah suddenly stood up from the dining table as she glared in the direction of the restaurant, causing Ren to give her a strange look.