"Why struggle when you are already dying? Just give up already."
In the Sky Yun city's meeting hall, Wang Wu spoke as he dodged an incoming sword Qi attack from Yun Shin. He raised his left hand as numerous earth spikes sprouted from the ground and then launched at Yun Shin; Yun Shin stood a meter away from Wang Wu as he heavily breathed, blood dripping from his large wound as it drained his Qi faster because of him stopping his blood from spraying all around; he saw the incoming earth spikes as he spoke, "Jade Slash." Intensely swinging the green sword in a diagonal pattern, Yun Shin sent a large blade Qi at Wang Wu; the blade Qi instantly cut through the incoming earth spikes as it continued at fast speed. Seeing the incoming blade Qi attack, Wang Wu immediately clasped his hands and uttered, "Earth cocoon," the earth around him rose as it enclosed him in an earth cocoon. But just when he thought he was safe, Wang Wu saw his earth cocoon getting slashed through as the blade Qi reached him; he screamed. "Nooo-" Slash!
A slashing sound sounded inside the earth cocoon; Wang Wu's upper body diagonally slid as blood intensely sprayed after it fell; the earth cocoon crumbled, and so did the other earth made attacks in the surrounding of the meeting hall. Looking at the earth cocoon crumble, Yun Shin saw the separated body of Wang Wu, his body continuously spraying blood around; the next second, Yun Shin fell on one knee as he used his sword to support his exhausted body. Coughing a mouthful of blood, Yun Shin placed an arm to his stab wound as he tried to heal, but suddenly.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
A clapping sound echoed the meeting hall as Yun Shin heard the Spirit Sword Sect elder speak.
"Splendid! To be capable of killing five immortal celestials and a third-stage celestial cultivator while having a heart wound is something this elder hasn't seen in a while, but then again, that's because those I have seen were quick and precise killing attacks, so I take back my compliment."
Listening to the elder's words, Yun Shin strugglingly rose from his knee as he faced the group of master and disciples. The black-beard elder lazily sat on the chair as he waved an arm, deactivating the barrier which shielded his group from the scattering projectiles; his two male and female disciples stood beside him with arrogant airs as they stared at the exhausted city lord like an insignificant ant. The elder saw Yun Shin facing them with his sword almost rising in a pointing position; the elder scoffed as he slowly rose from the seat; he slowly began walking towards Yun Shin and started speaking.
"You are in no position to fight, hand over the ownership and location of the golden soul mine, and I shall spare the lives of your wife and child."
Yun Shin stood with blood covering his robe; he was exhausted as blood dripped from his lips; he looked at the elder as he spoke.
"Spare my family? How repetitive. Is that what you told other region lords and families before they mysteriously disappeared? If I give you the documents and location, I lose my value, and so does my family, and why should I casually hand you decades of hard work and sacrifice just for me to live another minute?"
'Hmm? The reports were true; this Yun Shin is quite savvy; to be capable of analyzing everything in such a short time, I now see why other regions don't dare invade the Sky Yun Region. Such a man would be useful under my command.'
"I see you did your research; it's advantageous to be informed, but knowing the information and manipulating it is different; you need strength to direct the flow of information. And right now, you are in no position to bargain, but I can give you a second chance, become my subordinate, and I shall make sure your region is protected under the name of the Spirit Sword Sect."
'This bastard has changed from asking about the golden soul Mine to me serving him, which means my value just increased; let's act for now to avoid the situation.'
"I don't think having someone else's protection is quite a reputable position. What about the Sky Yun Region becomes partners with the Spirit Sword Sect? We will have a 60-40 split with you having the sixty; what does elder think?"
"Hahaha, hahaha, not bad, but I think we will do well with the full one hundred. Now hand over the records, and I might reconsider killing you."
The black-beard elder laughed as his mood changed the next instant; he had his hands behind him as he stopped a meter away from Yun Shin. The elder's face turned cold as he gazed at Yun Shin, waiting for his final answer. Yun Shin felt the air change in the meeting hall as he also assumed a serious expression; his stab wound had almost regenerated as there was only a tiny hole left to regenerate fully. Firmly gripping his long green sword with both hands, Yun Shin made a sword stance as he held the sword in an attacking position; he then spoke.
"What better way for a man to die than in battle."
"What a pity. Spirit Suppressing Sword Will!."
The elder spoke as the next instant, Boom! Qi beyond the Celestial realm eight-stage erupted in the meeting hall as it instantly demolished the building. Yun Shin felt the overwhelming bursting sword will, as it threw him outside the building like a bullet leaving a fired gun, his sword instantly breaking into multiple pieces as only the hilt remained in his hand. The guards who were previously heading for the meeting hall after hearing the previous boom witnessed the destruction of the meeting hall, but suddenly, they saw a human body flying at them as the momentum killed at least three guards before the body heavily crashed into another residential building, and almost demolishing that building.
"I have been lenient in my approach, but now I shall find the golden soul mine myself."
The elder spoke as his body began slowly floating from within the now-demolished meeting hall; his two disciples stood with calm expressions as they had Qi shields protecting them. Hovering above the demolished hall, the elder watched Yun Shin laying in the crashed building with bleeding apertures as he lay there completely drained of Qi or strength. Pointing his left index finger on Yun Shin, a large spirit sword materialized over the body of the city lord as it hovered, waiting to descend into the skull of the city lord. "Now, meet your ancestors." Shoosh! Cling! But just when the materialized spirit sword was about to fall and kill the city lord, a cling sound echoed as the spirit sword was instantly shattered from clashing with another metal-like object.
The Spirit Sword Sect elder hovered in the space as he frowned upon seeing the interruption; he focused on the location the sound originated as he saw a brilliant golden spear hovering over the body of the city lord; the spear was completely golden and had a lion etched on it, the blade on the tip of the spear was made of Qi so pure that even the elder couldn't comprehend whether the spear was a weapon or a living creature. Just when the elder was indulged in comprehending the spear, a male voice sounded behind him.
"Pardon my city lord, for he is exhausted, but I shall be taking his place in return."
Previously at the Sky Blue Inn.
Patrick and his wives heard the commotion of Wang Wei acting arrogantly on the first floor and even ordering the death of the customers because they bought his favorite wine, with the manager even subserviently supporting him like a dog. With the serving maid telling the group where she served the jugs of wines, Wang Wei ordered his guards to bring the heads of the mentioned customers; obeying their master's orders, the guards headed for the second floor. After the guards climbed the stairs and started walking towards Patrick's balcony, Patrick spoke to Grace.
"Grace, intensify the subatomic brain frequencies to initiate an overload in the brains of two, then transmit a suicidal frequency to the brain of the last one after he kills the manager and the kid."
"Affirmative."
The approaching guards exploded as it caused a commotion among the customers. The last guard went down the first floor as he easily slashed the heads of both the manager and Wang Wei with the help of Grace. After, Grace followed Patrick's command as the guard's body exploded. The first-floor customers fell into commotion as they couldn't understand the situation; some hurriedly left the inn just in case they were accused of the mysterious death of the manager or the Wang family's young master, Wang Wei. But some left the inn with the intention never to return as the Blue Sky Inn now represented mysterious deaths and killings. Since then, there was only Patrick and his wives had been watching the event happening within the city lord's manor.
While the four omnivastance beings spectated the illusionary screen displaying the fight, Anastasia became distracted for a second.
"Hmm?"
[Goddess Anastacia, a message has been sent to you on a cultivation scroll, detected the scroll to be the cultivation technique Goddess previously practiced, 'Dao of Destiny,' extracting scroll]
Suddenly, a golden scroll appeared in front of Anna as it drew the attention of the others; the scroll shone with bright golden light while vibrating. Patrick and the two other Goddesses looked at the scroll as the illusionary screen displaying the scene where Bu Jan stopped the Spirit Sword attack of the elder disappeared. Anna waved a finger as the scroll opened after; the next instant, golden characters began emerging from the scroll as they lined up in Anna's view. The scroll fell seconds later as the message inscribed within it had reached its designated recipient.
The golden characters lined up as they formed a message; the next moment, a beautiful voice that sounded like a fairy began speaking the message.
"Little Ling'er, I hope you are doing well in the lower realms. How are your mother and grandfather? I hope they are still alive when you become strong enough to protect them. And how about the cultivation technique I bestowed upon you? Are you practicing well? Well, with your talent, it will only be a matter of time before you comprehend thirty percent of the 'Dao of Destiny' Art. Don't worry; master has complete faith in you and believes that you will become a True Immortal and ascend the Immortal Realms or even higher within three centuries.
This message may seem harsh or inappropriate for you now as you are still in the lower realms, but it seems little Ling'er won't be seeing master anymore due to some powerful old witches and fairy sages; master will soon leave this world and hope to reincarnate in the next life. These people are extremely powerful entities that can control even the flow of time and reality, so I hope little Ling'er doesn't search for me when you ascend, as I will be gone by then. I did one last prediction and foresaw you heading into a forest, and then everything blanked out; I hope all is well, but since you are reading this, then you must be fine.
As a parting gift, I left the location of all my hidden treasures and cultivation resources in this scroll; when you ascend, search for them, and they should be enough to protect you until you reach the Saint Ancestor stage. After that, I believe you should be strong to survive on your own then. And as for the last life parting gift, I used my soul core to see what warrior would captivate the heart of my magnificent and gorgeous disciple, and I was able to see, well, I was allowed to see the man you will call husband, but all the universe allowed me to see was that he will have a silver hair and creamy dark complexion. You are welcome.
But until you become a Saint Ancestor, don't come looking for me.
Miss Fairy Master,
Marin."
With the female voice finishing her speech, the words began disappearing into thin air; Anna saw the words disappearing as she raised a finger.
[Skill Activated: Time/space Control; Controls the flow of space and time]
The next second, the disappearing words began reassembling as the female fairy voice began speaking in reverse; the message was re-read again but in reverse, as it stopped at the beginning. The arranged characters then dispersed as they returned to the rising scroll, which fell on the ground after the letters came out of it; the scroll then absorbed the characters as it returned to floating before Anna opened it. Anna held the scroll in one hand as she had a calm expression; she didn't have the slightest grin of anger or rage as her existence was beyond such things.
"You had a master? And it seems she was quite fond of you, dear Sister."
Thalia spoke with a smile as she looked at Anna; smiling back, Anna spoke.
"I once went bathing when I saw a fairy-like lady in my bathing spot; she apologized and gave me the 'Dao of Destiny' cultivation art."
"And evidently, she was quite good at predicting the future, to be able to tell my hair color and skin complexion with only using her soul was fascinating."
Patrick spoke as he leaned on the chair with folded arms; Grace's voice sounded.
"Master, that's because you allowed her. But due to your commands, I shall remain quiet until you uncover the truth yourself."
'Hmm? Did I allow her? I don't recall authorizing fairy Marin to know-, unless; Ha! forget it; I will uncover the truth in the future anyways.'
"Yes, my master was a beautiful fairy with immense strength; this was the cultivation scroll she bestowed upon me."
(Long name-Anastasia. Short name-Anna)
Anastasia spoke as the floating scroll unfolded again, but this time the golden characters didn't leave the scroll; Patrick, Athena, and Thalia saw the scroll as it displayed its information.
[Cultivation Art: Dao of Destiny; Can predict the future by sacrificing the energy of the owner; can predict bigger and complicated future events when using a soul core; can boost the cultivation speed of the cultivator by fifty times and grants them a soul protection barrier from soul attacks]
[Does Goddess Athena wishes to cultivate the 'Dao of Destiny'?]
[Does Goddess Thalai...]
"Master, should I upgrade the heaven-grade art to god-grade?"
'No need.'
The three canceled their system interfaces as they ignored the system questions. Patrick spoke.
"If your master is being detained, and she contacted you not to search for her, then it means her capture is related to the 'Dao of Destiny' cultivation art. I think these fairy sages imprisoning your master wants the cultivation Art for themselves, and the fact that Marin has shared it with you created a delay in their plans. And lastly, Marin speaking of you being a Saint Ancestor before attempting to search for her means these people are some flies with loud noises."
"Dear, if you don't mind, I would like to help her."
Anna spoke as she looked at Patrick, but Patrick smiled as he spoke.
"Not at all, but I think it would be better if your sisters accompanied you. You ladies staying beside me all the time isn't quite the power I wanted for my wives; although I know you are all doing it willingly, I want you to have your stories without me included, and besides, we have the entire plot in our hands to enjoy ourselves. So what do you ladies think?"
Hearing Patrick's words, the three Goddesses blushed with cute faces as they smiled at Patrick, their infinity symbols in their eyes shining even brighter as all three Goddesses rushed to hug their husband, hugging Patrick, Athena spoke.
"If you say so, then we agree, but we will come the moment you think of sex, ok?"
"Fine, and also, it would be better if you ladies don't immediately head to save Marin, start from the lower realms and pawns before going for the leaders, that way, your adventures wouldn't seem boring."
Patrick spoke while the breasts of the three Goddesses pressed against his face and body; he jokingly squeaked. "I....can't...breath."
"HAHAHAHA"
The three ladies released Patrick from their tight hugs as they laughed. The next second, the three ladies stood as the designs of their dresses began changing to that of regular female cultivators, their jewelry, 'Necklace of Cosmic Conceptions' vanished from their necks, their godly accessories which contributed to their elegance although useless, also returned to their system spaces. The only remaining items were their rings which Patrick personally inserted on their fingers, but they also changed the godly design of the rings to regular-looking space rings. Patrick watched as his wives changed; he smiled as he spoke, "Your beauties indeed don't rely on items."
The three ladies gave Patrick kisses as they vanished from the balcony with smiling faces. Being the only person left on the balcony, Patrick waved his hand as the illusionary screen displaying the fight at the city lord's manor appeared again; he rested his crossed feet on the table as he smashed the emptied jugs, leaning on the seat with hands supporting his head, Patrick spoke.
"Let's enjoy Bu Jan's fight, shall we?."