Chapter 144: Conclusion Part 3 (2/2)

“Hah, are you talking about Gaywitz? Sorry to disappoint you but I’m not here because of that boy. He needs a good thrashing from time to time. No, I’m here for more important matters.” Wiping off that mischievous smile on his face, he shrugged his shoulders once more and said:

“Not too long ago, the prophets in our branch received a prophecy. A prophecy that states that the devil who sang that song in an unknown language a week ago was going to destroy our world.”

“…” Thousand Snow Flowers gave a cold harrumph. “Is this some kind of bad joke?”

“It’s true.” As he said that, his face turned solemn. “It’s because this matter is so important that I had to make this trip personally. I’m hoping you’ll be able to provide me with some clues.”

“What kind of clues can I possibly have?”

“You don’t but your beloved disciple does.”

“She doesn’t as well.” Seeing as this involved the fate of the world, she dropped her hostile tone as she seriously explained her answer to the man: “My disciple doesn’t recognize that devil as well. In truth, she is also looking for that devil, as for the reason…I’m sure you already know of it. If your subordinate wasn’t lying, that devil should be in Hell right now.”

“Is there really no other way? For example a summoning medium of some sort?”

Wearing a look that seemed like she was looking at an idiot, she snapped at the foolish man with eyebrows raised: “We haven’t even seen the person, how do you expect to find a summoning medium!?”

“But the prophecy…”

“That’s enough, how much trouble can a three-star cause? I bet your prophets must’ve suffered some kind of brain damage otherwise they wouldn’t have made such a silly prophecy.”

“Well, I feel that fellow is rather unreliable as well…mhm, I must be worrying too much. Clear Water Mirror let out a helpless sigh but tried one last time to get his way. “Will you ever let me see that beloved disciple of yours?”

“Sure, but that will only be after the freshman competition.” Thousand Snow Flowers continued with an additional term: “Of course, that’s under the condition that you gift that sword of yours to my disciple.”

“Haha, alright, I’ll get someone to send the sword over tomorrow.”

With the terms settled, he left the room with a broad smile on his face.

As he stepped out of the room, the smile swiftly vanished as he tightened his fists and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: “The destruction of the world…haha…hell huh…”

Having sent off the man, she was about to resume her training when her servant suddenly rushed into the room and brought her an explosive piece of news.

“Emergency! Young Master is acting up for some reason and is going on about killing the Third Prince…”

……

In the Prison of the Dead…

Ever since Mo Ke was inexplicably sent off to the human world, Violet Snow would periodically keep watch over the area Mo Ke disappeared from. This watch ended up lasting over a month.

It wasn’t a particularly long wait, but it was a wait that gradually wore down on her patience. Out of sheer boredom, she crafted a tiny igloo nearby; later only to find herself bored once more as she rolled her eyes at it. How boring…

At her side, Mo En’s little granddaughter would pace back and forth around her while staring intently at the tiny igloo. She desperately wanted to step on it when the little puppy wasn’t looking, but unfortunately for her, her clumsy attempt was immediately discovered. Having been in an irate mood already, she slapped her tiny little paws against the floor and created an ice prison out of thin air, locking up the mischievous little devil.

“Hey, Little White Doggie, why did you lock this one up!? Release this one immediately! Hmph, so you don’t want to release me!? This one can still tele…”

As a primal demon, she had the innate ability to control the space around her and teleport a short distance. However, despite multiple attempts, she failed to teleport out of the cage; which was to be expected. While she had the appearance of a little devil, she was still nothing more than a newborn baby and naturally couldn’t control her powers well.

“Ah…how annoying, why can’t this one teleport out of this cage…” Having failed to extricate herself, she began to run around the enclosed area in an anxious fit. Unfortunately for her, this tiny cage was only large enough to fit her body. With each spin, her wings would slam against the icy pillar…

“Owwww…”

Squatting down, she turned around to inspect her wings for injuries with a miserable look on her face. She glared at the bored puppy for a long while and…nothing happened.

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Violet Snow glanced emotionlessly at Mimiya and said: “You’d better behave yourself or else…”

“Or else what, what do you think you can do! Don’t forget, this one still has a grandpa!” While her voice wasn’t particularly threatening, the meaning behind her words were clear: don’t mess with me or I’ll get my grandpa to bite you!

Just as Violet Snow was about to return her a ‘whatever’, a tiny rift in space began to form nearby as space itself began to bend. A moment later, a black hooded figure bearing a two meter long black sword on his back appeared before the pair…the figure was lying down as he made his appearance…