Chapter 2261 Ancestor
It wasn't only one but several cultivators. They were mostly at the Void Tempering Realm, with the strongest one at the Late Stage. Right at the front, Viviane led the group to where Rean and Kentucky were staying.
Their group then came down from the skies, landing on the same hill as Rean and Kentucky. "Senior Yean, Senior Tuck, we met again," she said with a smile.
"Hahaha!" Rean laughed in response. "Indeed. It seems like you truly can't let it go, can you? I told you many times. There is no need to thank me. Still, you just couldn't help yourself, right? So, who is your father? I'll say hello."
Kentucky, who had returned to his human form, also smiled. "Oh, by the way, we found this hill a very good location for our people. Since you are here, I might ask as well. There is no issue in bringing them out here, right?"
Viviane nodded. "Of course! There is absolutely no problem in bringing them out here. They can live in this place as long as you wish. As long as they are truly just mortals and low-level cultivators, that is. You know, can't have strong experts suddenly appearing in our backyard."
Rean and Kentucky continued to smile. "Then that's good."
However, Viviane continued. "Also, sorry, but my father didn't come. He did allow me to bring these members, though. I hope you don't mind."
"I don't mind at all," said Rean as he walked in Viviane's direction. How could he not notice after so many years of experience traveling with Roan? It was clear that Viviane had some ulterior motives. "So, who should I talk to?"
A man came from behind Viviane before putting himself between Rean and her. "I thank you for helping Lady Viviane to get back to our clan. As a token of our appreciation, we will not take your lives and even allow your people to live in this region, as you requested. Unfortunately, there is something you have that we need."
He continued. "Don't get me wrong. I don't like what I'm doing, but I have to follow orders. Would you mind passing all your Rank Seven Divine Stones to us? Don't say you don't have more. Someone with a small amount of this kind of High-Level Divine Stones would never pay for a Long-Distance Teleport with them. Also, we would like to have Lady Viviane's items back."
Surprisingly, Rean had an expression of astonishment on his face. It was as if he didn't expect it at all. Well, he already expected Viviane to try something. That wasn't the reason why he felt surprised. What surprised him was the person who talked in Viviane's instead. "Y-You! It's you!"
The man looked at Rean and found it weird. He didn't feel that Rean was afraid. But at the same time, it was obvious he was shocked. "What about me? Will you give the Divine Stones away or not?"
However, in the next moment, Roan appeared outside, coming straight from the Soul Gem Dimensional Realm.
That put everyone on their guard as they couldn't feel from where Roan came from. Of course, the man in front of Viviane already had a guess. "So you had friends in your Dimensional Realm. That makes sense since you had to bring those people you talked about somewhere."
Roan was still using another appearance, so the man didn't notice. Instead, Roan released his Divine Origin Energy, crashing it against everyone's minds.
*Tud, tud, tud, tud, tud...*
Viviane and all the other Void Tempering Realm experts fell one after another, not being able to resist Roan's pressure. The only one left awake was the man who was initially there to protect Viviane. The man looked around, shocked by the scene. If he didn't understand that Roan's cultivation was many times higher than his own by now, he would be an idiot.
Yet, the shock on his face disappeared a moment later as an expression of acceptance took its place. "So this is it, uh? I guess that is to be expected. Following such orders would one day cause me to poke someone I shouldn't, even though I'm against it. Go ahead, do whatever you want to me. I'm prepared."
Yet, Roan shook his head. "Don't worry, I just put them to sleep. I couldn't really cause my master so much trouble, now could I?"
"Your master?" The man looked puzzled. He hasn't taken a single disciple ever since he arrived in the Realm of Gods. So why would the man in front call him master?
Rean and Roan's appearance then began to change, returning to their normal faces. As cultivators, they had huge lifespans. That meant their faces were still practically the same as they were back on the Sunkan Planet before it was destroyed. "So you are still alive, Old Worm."
Old Worm, the alchemist of the Dalamu Sect. He was also the one who took Roan as a disciple due to Roan's talent for concoction. The two of them were very similar in behavior, too. They rarely talked unless necessary, so they weren't exactly that close. Nonetheless, they were Master and Disciple. The only Master Roan had ever got since he was born on this side of the Universe.
However, Old Worm wasn't really just an Alchemist of the Dalamu Sect. In fact, he was the Ancestor of the Sasamil Family, the one who fought the Lakures for their planet, Jakiro Sasamil. He and another four experts at the Transition Realm conquered the planet after sealing the Lakures away. Rean and Roan were born on that planet thousands of years later.
Of course, Rean and Roan had absolutely no idea that Old Worm was a Transition Realm Expert back in Sunkan Planet. They were already extremely shocked that the real Old Worm was here now and a Void Tempering Realm expert at that. They even wondered if Old Worm was another one of those reincarnations they found in the past. However, they knew it couldn't be the case. He looked exactly the same as in the past, while the others were reborn from different families and carried completely different features from their previous lives. Hell, some reincarnated in completely different races, like Havek. It didn't make sense. But then again, how was he still alive?
Old Worm, naturally, was just as shocked as the twins. "Rean, Roan!"
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