Chapter 457 - The Storm That Keeps On Shaking (1/2)

”What do we do now, father?” a person asked.

”Don't worry, child. My time will come. Be like me, look how many years I've waited for my chance.”

”It was taken away from me, yes, but I still have a chance. Especially now that I've realized where the sect treasure is,” an old man said.

The two father-child were inside a cave in the Southern Forest. All around them were dead bodies of what seemed like bandits.

The younger person was wearing a hooded figure while the father was out in the open seemingly unworried about people recognizing him.

”Sigh, if only you have figured it out earlier, I could have helped you. Then, you wouldn't have to have your clone die to that bitch's disciple's hand. How did he even do that? Weren't you guys' cultivation base suppressed there?” the hooded figure asked.

”Yes, it was. But that kid was also a body cultivator. If I had a few more Yang Jade, then I would have won against him. Unfortunately, most of the yang jade on this side of the river was gone,” the old man said.

”So, what will we do now? How will you sneak there this time?” the hooded figure asked.

”I'm… still thinking. I'm thinking of finding the boy while he is alone and taking his body to use as a clone. But I can't harm him that much. It's such a strong body, it will definitely help me in my ambition,” the old man said.

”Just kill him. We can find another,” the hooded figure said.

”No!” the old man shouted. ”I told you. You need to learn patience. As I said, I will do something. You don't need to worry about anything.”

”Sigh, I understand, father,” the hooded figure said.

”We might need some help. You got information about those ban—”

Suddenly, the old man stopped speaking. His body convulsed a little and his eyes went wide. The hooded figure showed no response and was instead confused by their father's unusual behavior.

”Father?” the hooded figure asked.

”It's matured,” the old man said.

”What? What are you talking about father?” the figure asked.

”It's… it's matured.”

Horror filled the old man's face as he spoke softly. ”I wasn't expecting that. This is… sooner than I thought. My calculations were wrong?” the old man contemplated for a second.

”Father? What matured?” the hooded figure asked.

”No, no. It hasn't matured… yet. There's still time, but just a few months of it. Maybe 2, maybe 4. Definitely not more than a year though,” the old man said.

”Father, please explain what is happening,” the hooded figure asked.

”Didn't you listen to me?” the old man said as he whipped his face towards the hooded figure, with his eyes shining brightly.

”It matured.”

”What did?” the hooded figure asked.

”The Sect Treasure.”

* * * * *

”Is he dead yet?” a voice asked.

”No, he's holding by a thread. But I don't think he can stay for much longer,” another voice said.

”Sigh, another failure,” the voice said.

”We might have found him already if you came with me, instead of going out searching on your own,” the second voice said loudly. Its voice shook the very white marble they were standing around.

”Stop shouting,” the first voice said.

”Oh? And what will you do?” the second voice said again. The both of them started snarling at each other.

Suddenly, something else ran into the hall the two of them were in. The two of them stopped bickering and turned to look at the newcomer.

”What?” the angry voice asked.

”Senior, the child is dead,” the newcomer said.

Both of the two of them suddenly grew quiet. ”You made sure?” the first voice asked.

”Yes, senior,” the newcomer said.

”Sigh, another dead,” the second voice said.

”How many is that now? 9?” the first voice asked.

”Yes, just over the course of 4 different instances too,” the second voice said.

”Sigh, I should have not doubted the feeling at that time and immediately ran. We were searching for so long, and the first hope we see, I screwed it all up,” the first voice said.

”Just forget about that backwater empire, and come follow me next time. The Luminance empire has weaker blood there, but it's a lot of it. We will surely find some for sure,” the second voice said.

”No, this one is the one we need. I can promise you. I've never felt someone feel the bloodline this clearly before,” the first voice said.

”Urghhh! Fine, do what you want. Hey, you,” the second voice shouted.

”Yes, senior,” the newcomer spoke.