Not everyone worried in the same way. Jacob was deep in thought with his strategies, formations, combos, and so on. Marina was still thinking of her dead sister, while Geneva, even if she worried about her husband, was anxious to fight again and try her new weapon, the wretched monsters. Joseph had forgotten to go pee and was now wondering whether he should ask the people to stop or just go straight before the battle, hoping that no monster would bite him on his…
Juliet was trying to find comfort in the Ancestral Bond and the vastness of Jacob's soul. Frederick was—cold. The guy didn't like the cold, and that was, surprisingly for a future Olympic ski athlete, his main thought. Helena was thinking about a million things, not unlike Jacob; she thought about the future, the imminent battle, about Jacob, about knowledge, power, cultivation, alchemy, swordsmanship, and so on.
Marcus was still a bit confused about what they would do, but he liked how Jacob talked smack about the government. Lucius, the poor man, was still wondering how he had ended up like this. He had wanted to use the conspiracy nuts to escape and find a way out.
And, even among the odd ones, one person was worried about the battle in her particular way.
Aunt Linda looked through the car's windshield into the darkness while driving somewhat slowly and ruminating over her thoughts.
Well, this is our first tribulation. Of course, the Heavens want us to fail, but isn't that what a cultivator does, defy the odds and keep challenging the Heavens?
She had been practicing the same two Spells all over. Whenever she had not been cultivating, she was practicing the two Spells. Her proficiency had grown immensely. Jacob told her that some Sages or something had refined the versions of the Spells she got from him.
Or maybe, unfilial nephew, it's because your Aunt's talent is unparalleled under the Heavens!
She gave a light chuckle, attracting weird gazes from the two men in the back. She sent mental thanks to whatever God or Buddha had watched over her from the Heavens when she had pirated all web novels in existence and put the ebooks on her kindle. That device had an eternal battery, basically, and she had enough portable chargers to keep it going for months.
Well, she hadn't been precisely just cultivating and practicing. Let's just say that since Jacob had taken over the cooking duties, she had spent a little of her time immersed in her guilty pleasures.
I can't wait for us to open up a Sect.
She was ecstatic. No more homework to mark, no more stupid lessons to hold. Now, the Law of the Jungle was the only school code she would ever abide by!
She had even attempted fusing Earth Wall and Fireball without Jacob's knowledge. And she had gotten close! There had been some very hot Earth, but still no magma.
Well, give me enough time, nephew, and I'll slay every God and Buddha who will obstruct my path! As soon as I master the Purple Qi from the East, I'll breach inside the Celestial Emperor's Palace, ah!
After Helena, Linda had probably been the one with the coldest reaction toward death. However, after the initial impact, she had accustomed herself mentally to this new world. And even though Jacob had been reluctant to admit it, she performed amazingly during the sparring sessions.
When playing at the highest level of sports, the physical condition is only one of many factors into play. The most important thing is a person's mindset. And Linda had immersed herself so deep in the Cultivation mindset that she was antsy to get down and kill some Charybdes.
She had found an excellent sparring partner in Geneva, the crazy woman who was now riding with Jacob.
That woman understood the beauty of fighting, even though she was still very ignorant about cultivation!
Mpf, Junior Disciple Geneva, I, your Grandmother, will teach you how to extend your reach across the Three Realms. Our Karma shall be intertwined, and I'll show the great Dao!
The path to Immortality shall be paved with the bodies of our enemies and aglow with their viscera!
Demonic Cultivators and Devil alike will try and stop us! They want to lay humanity low at the feet of the Demonic Beasts, those conniving bastards! But I take an Oath on my Cultivation Base that such debauchery shall not happen under my gaze! I will shatter their Dantian and chew on their Meridians!
"Miss Linda?" she heard someone call her and coughed, getting back to reality.
"Yes?" she put on a smile.
"Are you ok?" Juliet asked while looking at her.
"Sure, why?"
"Ahem, you had a very weird smile on your face all this time, and you were mouthing off some words. Unfortunately, I couldn't catch them, but I just want to tell you that this Charybdes sound terrifying and I'm equally rattled."
Juliet was a tough kid, but she was still a scared kid.
"Oh right, right. The Charybdes, dear. They are absolutely terrible. But don't worry, they shall not prevail in front of my eyes. I'm still establishing my foundation, but I'm sure that once I get my hands on some Spirit Stones and an Interspatial Ring where to store them, oh I shall ask Jacob for—"
Linda just realized she was saying that stuff out loud.
"Oh, never mind, dear. Yes, I'm rattled, shaken even," and then Linda shut off with a reddish hue on her cheeks.
"Weird," Juliet whispered, resuming minding her business.