Chapter 175 - Flower obtained (1/2)

”What? We don't have the time for you to obtain the flower right now!” Nightin advised as he prepared to leave the place, only to realise that Ash who he was going to drag along was currently smiling at him.

Right when Nightin was feeling perplexed and was about to ask Ash the question, the timer in his mind told him that it's time as his sword slashed forward, into the place where the barrier was at its weakest

Clang

A resounding sound travelled into their ears as a whirling portal of green appeared before them, above it wrote the word ”exit”. Ash doubted if it was safe, but heaved a sigh of relief when he noticed that Nightin was smiling unnaturally towards the portal as he took one step towards it, a heavy step.

”Ash, are you going to stay here to search for the flower before leaving? The portal will only last for around three hundred more breaths and if you stay beyond that timing, I'm afraid that I won't be able to help you unless the both of us grow much stronger, strong enough to contend against half step demigods.” Nightin cautioned, a small curve forming on his lips.

”Don't worry, the flower is just a few hundred metres away from here, concealing itself among the hydralias near the swamp floor surface, afraid to see light or they might steal its last glory which had been trying to bless us cultivators for as long as it exists, only for our greed to consume us and turn against the flower that brought about elements and laws into our world.” Ash says, his face twisting in anger at the mention of those consumed by greed, but breaks out into a smile at the mention of the flower.

Without the flower, the cultivation world will be one where weapons and martial technique are the deciding factor to determine the winner, but intents and laws and the natural elements are the reason why this world even exists in vibrant colours.

”Ash, please make it out alive. I'm not the only one who needs you, just know that your mentor needs you, your soldier needs you and the future needs us. You should have noticed by now, but all those whose cultivation base that is at least of the Demigod realm are hiding some secret from us.” Nightin says before stepping into the portal, vanishing before Ash eyes with a zwoop.

Travelling through the portal, Nightin felt like an eternity had passed, but he was sure that only a split second had passed in the actual world, which is why the teleportation portals from the Ancient Origin era are known to be a mystery until now, the time flow within the space warp for teleportation is actually slowed down miraculously.

Feeling the sensation of warm air and the scorching sun rays, Nightin knows that he has returned to the actual cultivation world where he truly belongs.

The ground beneath him feels familiar, his eyes wander around in search of the person he's afraid to meet, he knows that the meeting is a must, but what if Lancelot regrets his decision and leaves?

”Sect master… I'm here.” Lancelot says from behind, his voice rigid as his eyes dart away from Nightin, confused as to why he's trying to avoid Nightin himself.

”Lancelot. You want an answer?” Nightin asks rhetorically, his eyes gradually shifting to meet Lancelot eyes that have turned a shade of yellowish blue.

”Why did you leave the sect all of a sudden and burden me with the role of being the sect master suddenly without leaving behind any words? Do you know how much the whole sect has suffered when we're supposed to take charge suddenly? Have you ever spared a thought for our feelings about your sudden departure without even saying a goodbye?” Lancelot bursts a chunk of questions at once, his tone getting quicker and more aggressive with each passing question.

”You don't and you won't understand. I had to leave in order to grow stronger and rid evil of this world, I intended to bring you guys along but I wasn't able to for the sake of the better cause, you guys still needed the time to ready yourselves and develop before following me into the battlefield.” Nightin replies, his tone harsh and determined to his conviction.

”And you really think that what you think is the best for us is what we really want the most? We know that you want to maintain peace in this world and that you have your own goals, we all know that you have your own ambitions while trying to give us the room needed for improvement without restricting us.” Lancelot rebutted fiercely as streaks of lightning floods the ground, the ground beneath him rupturing as lightning spikes up from underneath.

”Wow wow wow, what a surprise to see such a happy reunion between master and disciple here. Are you sure that you two won't want to reunite in hell instead and talk things out without worrying about having to injure each other?” The voice of a sinister man sounds off, iridescent violet lances protruding out from his back as they took on their respective forms.

It wasn't just a dangerous stranger that was standing before them, it was one that gave the feeling of helplessness where they couldn't even resist against, they stand no chance against a Demigod of unknown strength with just their current cultivation.