"No wonder. I should’ve guessed that, but wait. How could one even copy that stupid mutt’s [Mana Signature]? Is that even possible?
Karma was a special existence; she was almost similar to a Nephilim. There was no way one could copy such a chaotic [Mana Signature]. It was simply...difficult. Her body contains a mixture of both Light and Darkness elements combined. But strangely, she couldn’t be called a nephilim.
"I...don’t know, my father is a very strong man, and his abilities are mysterious" Anaria shook her head. He never tells or reveals his secrets to anyone. That she couldn’t help but wonder, how could he cause such a huge blunder?
"Hmm, I see"
Rahu shook his head; there was no use thinking of the things beyond his control and understanding. He might as well find things when he becomes strong.
"By the way...how are you still in the Vital Core Realm? You didn’t form your [Spirit Seed] yet?" Anaria asked curiously, if this monster was that strong in just the Vital Core Realm, what would happen when he breaks through to the Origin Realm? She shuddered just thinking of that scenario.
"My method of cultivation requires a huge amount of [Mana] to absorb, and I plan to break through soon, don’t worry." Rahu shook his head. What this lass didn’t know was that it hadn’t even been a year since he had arrived in this world. So, naturally, he didn’t have enough time to grow.
Actually, he did, but this is Rahu we’re talking about. He doesn’t wait for opportunities to be handed to him; he creates them... and then snatches them away!
That was the kind of man he was. Xinyi just stood in the back fidgeting. It seemed like she wanted to say something, but couldn’t bring herself to.
"You said your base was located in the House Crimson territory? But how? The woman I heard of certainly won’t be quiet if parasites like you were in her territory," Rahu asked, his voice curious.
Hearing his words, Anaria’s eyes twitched. She took a deep breath. She had to be the bigger person here, or she would end up falling to his ragebait’s every time he opened his damn mouth!
"Ahem! So, I don’t exactly know the reason. But it is related to our syndicate leader." Anaria shook her head; her hands and legs were still bound. Heck, this bastard was not even releasing her after that strange marking!
"Hmph! Even being the daughter of such a high-ranking and strong cultivator, you are useless!" Rahu said, before he slowly stood up.
"Shut up! And why am I being blamed here!" She couldn’t control her emotions anymore. This bastard was way too evil. At first, she was beaten half to death, captured, poisoned, and ridiculed!
Just recalling all that generated a fresh wave of rage inside her; raising her head, she glared at Rahu.
Seeing this, Rahu chuckled and waved his hand. Freeing her constraints.
"Haah! Finally, those stupid constraints are out!" Anaria stretched her hands wide, revealing her smooth skin and cleavage. She was beautiful; her body was top-notch.
"Mhm, not bad, not bad at all!" Rahu nodded at her figure.
"Hmph!" Anaria merely snorted at him.
"So, why did you keep us here?" She asked, glancing at the figure behind Rahu. Hearing this, Rahu chuckled. Walking closer, he towered over her lithe figure.
"I didn’t know you were so innocent, heh." Rahu grinned, pulling Anaria’s waist closer. Her breasts smashed against his chest.
"Y-You no way! You were serious!?" She couldn’t pull away from him, no matter how hard she tried. In the end, she just cursed and slowly lowered her resistance.
"I never joke, sweetheart" His depraved hands were roaming all over her body and finally landed on her perky ass.
"Get your asses ready, tonight’s going to be a long one!"
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At Seris and Zira’s side
"But, since when did these lowly Vital Core Realm cultivators have the courage to attack us?"
Instantly, both of their eyes widened! Bait!
The two quickly leapt back.
Clap Clap Clap
"I have to say, you both are pretty quick-witted" A hoarse voice sounded from behind the bushes. Seris snapped her head towards the source.
A hooded figure casually walked among the charred bodies, stopping just a few metres away from them.
He had his whole body covered, with a mask on his face. Glancing at them, he opened his mouth.
"Seris Frostine, a core disciple of the Divine Sword Sect and also the disciple of ’that’ man. I am indeed fortunate to see you in person, and you, Zira. An internal disciple, your strength and reaction are quite admirable," The masked man said. The confidence with which he spoke left the two women speechless.
"What is this? Are you really using such an old tactic to intimidate me?" Seris shook her head and sighed. But a second later, a grin spread across her mouth.
"Or are you planning on relying on those bastards who are hiding in the shadows to attack me?" Her aura flared, crashing down on the masked man.
"You are indeed special...especially that flame of yours. I am giving you a last chance, come with us. I don’t want to hurt such a beautiful face" Despite the pressure, he spoke calmly. Raising his hand, he made a strange gesture.
Instantly, the shadows in the distance moved and dashed towards him. A total of five cultivators, aside from the leader, were all peak Spirit Realm cultivators.
"I really don’t understand where that confidence of yours is coming from. But let me say this..." Seris took a step forward, and intense Icy blue flames burst out from her figure. Covering her body and Zira’s entirely.
The intensity of the Flames were so much that the Spirit Realm cultivators behind the masked man were slowly starting to freeze.
"I am giving you a last chance, get your miserable ass out of my face before my patience runs out" The flames exploded violently, they rushed towards the masked man like a tidal wave of a Tsunami!