Death Sword toss a bag of purple coins to the city guards. This wasn't some act of good will from Death Sword. The city guards knew what the money was for without even asking and they didn't dare to ask. They nodded at Death Sword and Jagged before they left and not worrying about what happen to the Pavilion Master of Iron Hallow being killed. They will report the happening to the city lord. If the city lord at that time wanted to take action on what they have account on this night. The city lord can handle those issues.
"Listen very carefully to me, Jagged." Death Sword saying each one word slowly to make sure Jagged was clear of his intentions. "This is not our first mission together. However, if you keep trying my patience. I will kill you and asked the Elder to bring us someone else from another team." Death Sword said coldly. The aura and energy around Death Sword became colder than winter. What made Jagged body shake and tumble with a hint of fear.
"Yes, Death Sword. Why do I have to all these restrictions on me and not Purple Night, that little.."
The death energy that was still in Jagged's body fared up and causing great amount of pain. Interrupting whatever Jagged had to say about Purple Night.
"You can complain about Purple Night. However, you do not have the right to try and slander her name. Unlike you Jagged who come from lowly clan." Death Sword said this with more disdain that could reach the nine pits of hell.
"Death Sword, you are truly vicious. Hahaha. You hope one day I don't become stronger than you." You could hear menace in Jagged voice as he spoke in low raspy tone.
"Don't worry. You might not live that long to see that day, Jagged." Continue to work the energy in Jagged body mercilessly. All you could hear Jagged screaming and rolling on the ground in pain.
Death Sword leap down from the top of a building and landed on the ground and stopping the death element in Jagged's body. Meanwhile, Jagged breath heavily and groaning in pain from the new injuries. Jagged knew that he messed up by leaking his true thoughts and desire. Soon, Jagged got up and stare out. Jagged clenched his fist and released. Soon, Jagged leap down and chase after Death Sword.
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Next morning. Sifir had completed six cycled in his cultivation method. Which for Sifir, it was the most cycles ever completed in one session. Every cultivation methods in Midnight focus on body and not on chi. However, this was one of the few methods in Midnight clan had had both. Meanwhile, Purple Night was engross in the book that she took from Sifir.
When she got to the last page of the book, it was missing. When she thought about it. It was when Sifir ripped it out before he gave it to her. Knowing this Purple Night knew it would be near impossible getting it back. Being to greedy in ones go wasn't wise and wasn't smart to test ones patience in this cultivation world.
When Purple Night open the window. In one leap she gotten to the roof of the inn. What made her annoyed when she got there. Sifir all ready left from the roof. As Purple Night sense the area, she can tell in which direction he was heading. Purple Night just stare at Sifir. Moving her hand to the small pouch on her waist but decided to go back to the room and start to craft some talismans. Since, last night all she did was study the small book and concept of constructing diagrams and runes symbols.
Time was short and Purple Night knew that noon would be here soon. Letting Sifir handle some of his own business was for the best and focusing on being ready when traveling through the mountain range was more important. Sifir didn't waste anytime heading to the street market. Heading back to picking up his new cloak and shirt. Sifir was thinking of going back to that old shop to see, if could find anything else without Purple Night. Something told Sifir that heading there would yield some more gains.
When Sifir found the old shop and seeing it just open. The old man in the shop was little surprise seeing the young man who enter his little old shop yesterday. The old man said nothing and continue sweeping the floor like normal. Sifir seeing a few things that caught his eyes. Looking around the shop and seeing that there was some new items as well. One could smell the desolation and unique aura coming from all the these items. The old man narrow his eyes when Sifir walk over to the bookshelf with unranked skills and techniques.
Two books intrigued Sifir from aura that it gave off. Something told Sifir both of these books could help him later down his cultivation journey. Sifir didn't hesitate and brought both books. In both books a few pages where destroyed, missing or hard to read. However, Sifir felt like his gain was plentiful and wasn't a waste. Old man in the shop said nothing like this was a norm and business as usual. After putting the books away, Sifir look at the shelf with the magic items.
"Shop keeper, what is this item?"
"That is an old antique with outdated runes. A older model of what we use as dimensional pouch. It is dimensional vault."
"Huh.. what is it purpose?"
"Simple. It has the ability to linked up several dimensional vaults or pouch. Allowing the user to have stationary interdimensional space to grab items at their finger tips."
"How much does it cost than?"
"Everything has a price. What are you willing to give?"
"Never mind, when I come back to this city. I will definitely pay you a visit and check out your wares. Have a great day, shop keeper."
"I am looking forward to the next visit than." The old man stare at Sifir leaving his shop. Pondering about a few things before going back to sweeping the floor.
"Interesting, Indeed. That young cultivator have a keen eyes for items and is not swayed by clever words. If that young cultivator come back, I will have to introduce him to young miss." The old man thought to himself while sweeping.
Sifir, move through the street vendors and gather more materials and potions. Most of the morning Sifir made trades or finished selling things he couldn't used. Meeting Purple Night at the southern gate. Purple Night was reading the book the she took from Sifir. Sifir didn't even look at the book and stand behind Purple Night.
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Judah and her party of five were moving very fast through different terrains wasting no time. Never stopping to find materials or being entangle in pointless battles. The only person in the group that kept eye on Judah was Kyri. Not because Kyri care for Judah life. As matriarch herself, Kyri were keen on learning allies and enemies habits. Knowing friends or foes patterns and habits were key to staying alive in the long run.
While they were moving Judah decided to focus on the Royal Guard technique. A defensive and a more precise timing to counter attack. There is two stances within the Royal Guard. The first stance is called Immoveable. Placing the user in a stationary position and not allowing the user to move a step. The trade off is once the user block and counter attack the enemy. The force is double and causing a great amount of damage.
The second stance Is Overbearing. This stance allow the user to move and sucking the enemy into their zone. Forcing the enemy to attack, giving the user a chance to block and counter. Delivering a powerful blow that pass through the enemy body. The trade off of this stance is the user force is cut in half. Currently, Judah was focus more on the Overbearing stance of Royal Guard. In the process of mixing in blocks with her energy shields.
If one could say that Sifir had more aggressive approach with dealing out attacks and blows. Then, Judah would be the tank that was all rounder with weapons. Absorbing hits to deliver a powerful blow or one shotting them with a counter attack. This what make dealing with either of the two difficult and troublesome. Because once they have the advantage, they would never let it go for no one.
"How long will it take us to arrive at meeting place with Night clan Patriarch?"
"My matriarch, we are 2 nights out before we arrive."
Judah narrow her eyes.
"We can keep going through the night and rest in the morning."
"Why don't we rest now, Judah?"
"Absolutely not, Kyri. After the little stunt you pull. We are making up for lost time." Judah said dryly with no hint of warmth in her voice.
"Why are you SO miserable?" Kyri spoke with hint of coldness in her voice.
"You want to rest? Than let us spar. I need to keep working on the Overbearing stance in the Royal Guard, Kyri "
"You are hundred years too young to spar with me, you little brat."
Judah went straight into Overbearing stance. Kyri frown seeing this. Knowing that Judah was making her show her how to properly use Immoveable stance and at the same time improving the Overbearing stance. The rest of the group just shook their head and rest for a moment.