The Centaur looked at Terran with disdain, snorting in contempt as his golden armor and spear disappeared into thin air.

Perplexed, the Minotaur couldn’t understand why the Prince hadn’t pursued the Mage that had ran and showed no intentions of harming Terran.

Terran realized that the Centaur Prince had no intention of killing him, and he silently thanked his lucky stars as the Minotaur began questioning the Centaur.

"But why, my Prince?, Why did you let him go?, And why aren’t you showing any anger towards his companion who is still here?"

" I take no pleasure in fighting a weakling, Besides, the first one has already escaped, and he will lead me to him, In exchange for sparing his life, he has promised to find me a place to live,"

the Centaur Prince explained, causing the Minotaur’s expression to change instantly.

"No way you would do that, My Prince..."

Before the Minotaur could finish his sentence, the Centaur Prince interrupted.

"Please, call me Seven from now on."

The surprise wasn’t limited to the Minotaur alone; even Terran couldn’t understand why the Centaur would want to be called a number and live in the human world.

As a Prince of the Abyss Realm, he had access to abundant cultivation resources from his race and subordinate races.

"It’s simple, My birth was came too fast , resulting in me being born as a Tier 7 life form, I have accepted this reality and believe that being called ’Seven’ will always remind me of my birth,"

the Centaur Prince explained.

"That’s not the main issue, my Prince... Sorry, Seven, The main issue is that I’ll face significant problems if you don’t return to the clan with me, I’ve been assigned to escort you back to the clan, back to be with the other royal-born members, where your place throughly belongs " the Minotaur expressed his concerns.

"Tell me the truth, what do you think they will say when they realize I am not a peak Tier 9 royal-born?, You should be familiar with the competition in our clan, Our race values cultivation level at birth like some sort of potential" Seven said with a hint of concern.

"If they discover that I was not even born a Tier 8 that I have becomed, but a Tier 7, what do you think they will think of me?"

" What fate do you think awaits me? " he continued, his voice filled with uncertainty.

The Minotaur was taken aback by Seven’s words, unable to argue against them.

If Seven were to return to their world with his current cultivation level, he would undoubtedly bewasthe looked down upon and considered weak.

He might even be restricted from using the clan’s abundant resources, hindering his progress and preventing him from reaching the peak of Tier 9, that was the main aim of all the Royal born.

Although the Earth realm offered an opportunity for Seven to recover and become a Tier 9 lifeform, the risks were too great for him to stay.

The Minotaur opened his mouth to persuade Seven against the idea, but before he could speak, Seven anticipated his thoughts.

"I know what you want to say, and I understand your concerns, But don’t worry, that Mage owes me, and I do plan on inconveniencing him," Seven assured.

"You don’t have to try and persuade me again, as I have already made up my mind, I will only return when I have regained my rightful cultivation realm and reached Tier 9 realm.

" By then, I will come back on my own terms," Seven declared confidently.

"After all, there are still many royal-born individuals stuck in the Tier 9 realm, unable to step into the monarch realm, so if I come back a Tier 9 I should not be too suspicious.

Let me accumulate my experience here so that no one can undermine my achievements when I return," he added.

The Minotaur sighed, realizing that this newly born Prince was incredibly stubborn, with little chance of changing his mind.

"But how will you survive after the Blood Moon passes?, Earth Realm laws will restrain your strength and weaken you."

" They could even cause a heavy backlash, especially since you are incredibly strong, I’ve heard from the elders of our race that the stronger the person, the harsher the backlash," the Minotaur suggested.

"Well, I guess I should thank the person who captured me for that, I feel like I can actually stay here without any restrictions," Seven replied with a smirk.

Terran frowned upon hearing this.

He had been hearing too many secrets regarding the Abyss Realm, and he was starting to wonder if he would even be left alive.

Without his rune sword, he couldn’t even match the Minotaur’s strength.

Just when he thought he had heard enough, the Centaur Prince dropped yet another bombshell of information.

"How is that possible, Prince Seven?"

the Minotaur asked helplessly, unable to contain his curiosity, Seven glared at him.

however Seven realized that the Minotaur was struggling to change and was simply calling him Prince Seven oThe Centaur looked at Terran with disdain, snorting in contempt as his golden armor and spear disappeared into thin air.