"Easy, the strongest of them is in the spirit realm. Specifically level 3, of course I can defeat them with nothing but a mere breathe" he said with unwavering confidence.
Why wouldn't he be confident? He was in the realm after the ascended realm, a realm which is considered the realm of Gods. Why would he be afraid of cultivators who were two whole levels below him? Although he must commend them after all, it wasn't easy to become a spirit realm cultivator. It took a lot of perseverance.
Though that aside, Vanya had to get hold of the mine. He might sound selfish but for the greater good, she had to become stronger. Time was tight. Although she doesn't know that.
"Okay that's great. I would have loved to fight it out with them but I haven't learnt the technique I received as my reward so…you know the rest" she says. "Let's go then."
Vanya, Sernon, and Gale approached the mine entrance, the way they moved was as if they were certain that the mine was already theirs. The cultivators, numbering around a dozen, turned to face them. Their auras varied, but none seemed exceptionally strong. Although their senses were on high alert, they didn't sense Vanya and her "gang" approaching them until they were in front of them. This made them cautious. Although they were cautious initially, the moment they laid eyes on Vanya's face, they were stunned speechless.
She didn't put on any masks nor did Sernon cast any transformation magic on her. So, with her divine looks which she got from her parents, it was no surprise that those people lost their composure. She was a beauty that could bring down nations.
"Goddess, You're not from around here, are you?" one of the cultivators who's mental strength was quite strong said after coming out of his trance like state, eyeing Vanya's Demi-God features which a lecherous expression on his diabolic face. Hmph!
Vanya smiled calmly, trying to restrain herself from punching his ugly face. "We're just passing through. We mean no harm."
The cultivator, although he seemed lecherous, he was a cultivator after all so knew better than to believe such an explanation. But he still couldn't bring himself to shout at her. He asked with a very soft tone "You're after the Energy Vein, aren't you?" After asking this, he didn't wait for a response and continued "Well, it's already been claimed. But, if you let me have you, I might let you use the energy vein in the mine" he smiles after saying that
Vanya's gaze locked onto the cultivator's. 'Dude, can you not be so horny. I'm still a fucking minor bitch!' Although she was fuming in rage internally, she said calmly and composed "I'm afraid that's not an option. Plus, it doesn't seem like this mine has an owner after all there are still a lot of cultivators here who have the intention of claiming the vein" she adds "and they would be left disappointed because we will be the ones to get the mine in the end" she looked very serious saying all of these but the serious expression only made her looks more surreal. The cultivators, who were all men fell back into a trance right after they broke out of their initial trance.
Sernon stepped forward, his eyes scanning the cultivators. "Just back down without a fight. That would be the wisest decision for you. All of you. Although I'm surprised that there are this many cultivators in this realm. Aren't most of the habitants of this continent mortals?" " Or, are you all in the same guild or organization?".
On hearing this, the cultivators snapped back to reality and exchanged uneasy glances. A burly man with a peak Spirit realm aura, stepped forward. He seemed to be the leader of the group.
"Little Missy, why don't one of you fight with our champion? If you win, then we would give up on the vein, but if you don't win, we would have the energy vein to ourselves plus, you have to come with us" he suggests with a smile.
'Men!' she shouted internally. But, she has faith in Sernon's strength so she agreed. "Agreed. But, aren't you the strongest of the group? Or is there someone else" she asks.
"Someone else? Do you think ascended cultivators would waste their precious time on something like this? I am already showing you face by giving you a chance to fight me. You shouldn't think too much. Sigh, ignorant female" he answers with disdain laced in his tone. "But unfortunately, you won't be fighting me. That would be letting you win easily because I don't fight women"
"Alrighty. Whatever you say dawg" her response surprised the cultivator a bit but that was it. A bit. "Sernon it's your turn" she says and leaves.
The cultivators parted, revealing a tall, lean figure with an intricate tattoo on his forehead. His aura pulsed with a moderate Spirit realm energy.
"I'm Ryker," he said, his voice confident. "You'll regret challenging us."
Sernon scoffed, his divine energy surging within him. "I admire your courage. And so, I would let you start"
"Are you looking down on me? Well, you're going to regret it" With a swift motion, Ryker drew his sword, its blade shimmering with mana. The battle commenced.
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Vanya's Current Stats:
[User: Vanya Ron Atrysr la Reine]
[Race: Demi-God]
[Realm: Mortal realm]
[Level: 1/3]
[XP: 550/1000]
[Mana: 510/510]
[Strength: 110]
[Agility: 110]
[Stamina: 110]
[Intelligence: 110]
[Skill and techniques: Myths in Celestial]
[Available stat points:15]