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Westvaales Province, Venomous Vale Clan!
Sitting in a chair, on a beautiful balcony overlooking a magnificent view, was a man who appears to be in his 80s, but is actually over 120 years old!
His name is Douglas Swanson, he is the Clan Master of Poisonous Valley, a Master of the Unrestricted Realm known as the Lord of 10,000 Poisons and the Viper of the West.
"Sabrina, what do you have for me?" - Douglas said calmly as a figure covered from head to toe by black clothes, except for his clear and sharp eyes.
"My master, the plans are proceeding as you requested, the heir of the Black Sigh Clan will die!" - Said Sabrina kneeling.
"What about my great-grandson?" Douglas asked.
"Young Master Vernon successfully cultivated Rainbow Snake Poison in his body, enabling him to use it in his Poison Arts with proficiency!" - Said Sabrina.
"I see, as expected of my grandson, I believe that with this he established himself in the Exalted Realm, correct?" - Douglas asked with a cold look.
"Yes, there are no side effects, perfect stabilization!" - Said Sabrina shuddering slightly.
"Well then, do you have anything else to say?" Douglas frowned, holding up his hand to stop her from speaking as he stared at the opening door.
Soon a tall man with an eyepatch enters, hands behind his back as a huge smile is plastered across his face.
"What do you want here you bastard?!" - Douglas roared furiously, his murderous intent exuding and a pressure full of venom permeated the air.
"Wow~ so many decades old friend, you still treat me like this, it makes me sad!" - Said the man making a sad expression and tilting his head.
"Stop your bullshit Reiner, what the hell are you doing here? Give me one excellent reason not to kill him!" - Douglas stood up, his fingers very tense, they even looked like sharp claws, which began to turn black.
"Don't be like that, I came to make you an incredible proposal!" - Said Reiner smiling and soon his Internal Force(*) exploded.
(Internal Force: It is Internal Energy, only exhaled in order for others to understand the difference between your skills, it also serves as a suppression technique to use your Energy superior in quantity and quality to the opponent.)
Soon the two Forces collided intensely, causing the floor to crack, Sabrina kneeling beside her began to feel suffocated.
Douglas frowned, then sneered and said. - "You got a little strong boy, but that's it?!"
Douglas' Poisonous Inner Force grew heavier, Reiner smiled and said. - "Too bad, I wanted to tell you where the Red Sky Fist is..."
In moments the forces stopped colliding, Douglas shot forward, standing before Reiner's eyes, who kept a carefree smile on his face.
"Speak!" - Douglas said intensely.
"How about some tea?" - Asked Reiner smiling.
Douglas was getting more and more irritated, but he saw that there was no fear or concern in Reiner, which frustrated him.
Sigh*
Heaving a long sigh, Douglas waved his hand, a pot of tea landed in his hand, along with a glass, he filled it and handed it to Reiner.
Reiner picked it up and took a sip, letting out a slight sigh and said. - "Your Violet Corpse Leaves are still the tastiest, how I missed that deadly taste!"
Laughing, Reiner tilted his head towards the sky and spit, his spit was black, it flew several meters, before landing on a lawn, which began to die in moments.
Douglas snorted, already sitting in his previous chair, Reiner sat in front of him and said keeping his smile. - "The Fist is in Westvaales, located further east!"
"Be more specific!" - Douglas said coldly.
…
Minutes later, Reiner walked out the front door, whistling contentedly and as soon as he stepped out of Clan territory, he was gone!
...
"Master, do you trust this fox?" - Asked Sabrina in a dismissive tone.
Douglas had his eyes closed, thinking about a news he heard a few years ago, about a Red Sky Fragment being delivered to a small Baron, who is now an Earl!
He heard that it was a Merchant Clan that found it by accident, but nobody knew where, many searches were done to find out, but nothing concrete was discovered.
At least until today, where Reiner showed him evidence of a rock with residual Will of the Sword, obviously belonging to a shard.
But what's worse is that there's something else, a persistent and solid will, no Red Sky Fragment can compare, which means it must be the fist!
And they say that wherever the fist is, the corpse of its owner and perhaps his Martial Arts will also be found!
Douglas does not believe it is a lie, there is no way to imitate such a Will of the Sword, there is no other like it!
And indeed, he had heard reports of the Merchant Clan doing some work in this region around that time and had indeed gone farther east!
The problem is that forces in the East of Westvaales Province, there is another Poisonous Clan that is an ally, but also a rival of your Clan.
There are also a few other Clans and Families there, which gives Douglas a headache.
"Send some spies to investigate the route of that small Merchant Clan, I want to know every step they took within that province and in the Province of Kaolos!" - Douglas said intensely and Sabrina nodded.
...
On top of a mountain, Reiner was looking at the Poison Valley Clan with a look full of disdain and mockery.
"Were you able to convince him?" - Asked a mysterious voice, not giving to identify if it belongs to a man or a woman.
Reiner didn't even look back, he grinned and said. - "We'll know in the future, but I think it's unlikely that anyone would let this opportunity pass, the Emperor is mad after the fist."
"…"
"You won't say anything, okay, I'm going to Poison Mist Clan, I want to see how my beautiful Anabelle is doing, I wonder how old age has affected her." - Said Reiner laughing.
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In a luxury carriage, a man around 25~30 years old, had his eyes closed, while the carriage was bumping slightly.
But suddenly the man opened his eyes and the whole carriage exploded!
"ENEMY ATTACK!"
"PROTECT THE MASTER!"
Roars came from several men who drew their swords and shields, while the man inside the carriage appeared unharmed.
"WHO DARES TO ATTACK ME, JEREMIAH VALESON II!!" - Jeremiah's roar reverberated throughout the environment, making the trees tremble in his roar.
But in response, several poisoned daggers flew towards him.
"Humph! Useless tricks!" - Said Jeremiah waving his hand and the daggers didn't even reach 3 meters from him.
Soon several hooded figures appeared, running towards them and began to slaughter their troops.
Jeremiah was amazed at the skill of these assassins, which infuriated him.
An assassin lunged at him along with 3 others, but Jeremiah landed 4 intense smacks at them at the same time.
Resounding Palm!
A crash reverberated in succession, the 4 assassins went flying like sheets of paper, landing heavily against the ground or trees, their chests sunken with the vivid imprint of a palm.
"Hmm?" - Jeremiah frowned, looking at his palm, where several needles were in his palm, all of a violet color.
"CURSE! You people from the Violet Needle Clan dare to target my life?!" - Roaring, Jeremiah pulled a sword from his waist and advanced, decapitating an assassin and another attack resulted in an intense wave of cutting energy separating 3 assassins in pieces!
With a look full of disdain, Jeremiah led his troops to annihilate the assassins, but then...
"As?" - Jeremiah saw himself being punched in the back, where he noticed that the one who attacked him was one of his soldiers, where he soon did not recognize him.
"Shit!" - Roaring, Jeremiah exploded his head with an attack, his other soldiers surrounded him to defend him.
Jeremiah used his Internal Energy to stop the bleeding and the poison that had just entered his body.
His eyes swept the room intensely, looking for their leader, there's no way these weak assassins were the only ones here.
"My lord, please flee from here and notify the Patriarch!" - Shouted one of the soldiers with several black and green veins covering his body, he was using all his Internal Energy to try to suppress the poison, but without success.
Jeremiah looked at his subordinates, before nodding and without hesitation he dashed into the forest, but no assassins pursued him, they only focused on the soldiers.
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Jeremiah was running at an astounding speed, even though his Movement Skills weren't his strong suit, he's still a Martial Arts Master!
He was confident of running away from those weak assassins, but his attention was on their leader, even more so as not to be chased.
'Shit, I need a quiet place to expel this poison!' - thought Jeremiah annoyed, but quickly looked to the side.
BANG!
A heavy impact hit him, he defended himself in time, but he was still thrown for several meters, spinning in the air, until his legs landed on the ground and dragged, leaving 2 deep trails.
Finally coming to a stop, Jeremiah jumped up, rubbing the blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Who are you?" - Jeremiah asked coldly and slowly a man appeared, smiling disdainfully.
"YOU!!!" -Jeremiah roared furiously, but soon his eyes widened when a blade crossed his chest.
He looked confused as he hadn't felt anything until he was pierced.
"Damned..."-Jeremiah spat blood, looking at the female figure that slowly appeared in his vision, which went to the man who was smiling demonically as he saw him give his last agonizing breath.