The gates of Meer City. The intelligence station for the eight great clans’ intelligence agents.
“Milord, Linley’s group of three, along with an infant, have already headed out. They will reach the city gates soon.”
“Oh? They even brought the infant out? It seems they really are prepared to leave the city. However, there’s no rush. Let’s take it slowly. After you see Linley’s group reach the city gates, only then should you make the report to the eight Elders.” The speaker was a seemingly honest-looking youth.
This honest-looking youth was standing in front of a window, a casual look on his face as he glanced downwards.
He could very clearly see the gates from his current position.
A long time later…
The pupils of the honest-looking youth contracted. Within his field of vision, amidst the massive, thronging crowds, Linley’s group had appeared.
“Oh, Linley, Linley, Linley. You finally show yourself. I thought you’d end up spending millions of years in Meer City, but it seemed as though you decided to just spend a year or so.” The honest-looking youth narrowed his eyes, a very innocent-looking smile appearing on his face.
“Quick. Spread this news to the Elders.” The honest-looking youth immediately sent through divine sense.
“Yes!”
In a mountain forest roughly a thousand kilometers away from Meer City, there was a very ordinary stone house constructed there. This stone house was very wide, and it had eight prayer mats within the building. Eight gray-robed men were seated in the meditative position on those prayer mats, quietly awaiting.
It had been more than a year!
They had brought with them a murderous intent as they had prepared to kill Linley. However, they had ended up waiting here the entire time. Slowly, their killing aura had decreased.
“If Linley doesn’t want to leave the city, who knows how long it will take? Ten years, a thousand years, ten thousand years?” A gray-robed man with long black hair and a beard said, rather upset.
Without a specific timeframe, it would be easy for anyone to grow impatient while waiting.
“Tempah!” A graceful voice rang out. “The members of your Reinales clan are still unable to be calm, it seems.”
The bearded gray-robed man let out a snort, saying nothing else.
“Someone is coming.” Suddenly, a sharp voice rang out. As soon as the words finished, a figure flew in at high speed. This person was one of the intelligence agents assigned to this place, who would be able to bring news to the eight Elders at any time.
“Eight Elders, Linley, Linley is leaving the city!” An excited voice rang out.
“Boom!” The eight gray-robed figures immediately rose to their feet. Even the most stolid of the eight, their leader, ‘Elder Zabu’, revealed a look of joy on his face. He immediately said, “Linley has finally shown himself. Everyone…remember, when attacking, immediately use your Sovereign’s Might. We must use full force and immediately kill Linley.”
Outside Meer City. The Azure Dragon clan’s clansmen were gathering together. Because of the clan’s seal, everyone could clearly sense everyone else.
“Elder Linley, you came fairly early today.” Tewila said through divine sense.
Linley laughed and nodded. “I was afraid that if I came late, Elder Tewila, you would be angry with me.” Tewila’s gaze swept towards Delia and the infant ‘Wade’ in her arms, then he sent, “Linley, this is your son, right? He’s so pretty.”
“When Wade was born, he looked like an old man.” Linley said. When someone praised his son, he naturally would be pleased.
“Right. When are we heading out?” Linley asked.
Tewila glanced around himself. “From the looks of it, we are almost all here. Let’s just wait a while longer. Right, Linley. Today, on our metallic lifeform, we have a very special guest.”
“Oh, a special guest?” Linley was rather surprised.
“Right. The Patriarch personally entrusted me with this task, ordering me to bring him to the Skyrite Mountains.” Tewila laughed. “Follow me. I’ll introduce you to him.”
Linley, rather curious as to who this special guest was, followed Tewila’s lead. Linley saw that this special passenger was a seemingly skinny-looking youth with short golden hair, and a guileless smile on his face.
However…when Linley looked at him, he had a familiar feeling.
“Haha, Linley.” A clear and straightforward voice echoed in Linley’s mind. Linley was shocked into awareness. This was Phusro! This voice was Phusro’s voice!
“You?!” Linley stared in amazement at the skinny youth in front of him, and the skinny youth winked, sending mentally, “There’s nothing for it. Your Patriarch said that due to my actions last time, the eight great clans probably know my appearance by now. I have to change my appearance, even when I’m riding on your metallic lifeform. Geeze…what’s there to fear? Even if a few Elders come, I’ll dispose of them by myself.”
Linley couldn’t help but laugh.
Phusro was a Sovereign’s Emissary. Linley had personally witnessed his might before, and even Bulo, after using a drop of Sovereign’s Might, was far from being a match for Phusro. It would be very simple for him to kill several Elders.
“Haha, the Patriarch is doing this for the sake of the clan.” Linley laughed. “Right. How did you get involved with the Patriarch?” Last time, when Phusro had intervened and saved him, he hadn’t known the Patriarch.
However, five centuries had passed. Anything could have happened in the mean time.
“You don’t need to worry about that.” Phusro sent through divine sense. “My meeting with your Patriarch will be beneficial to you, not detrimental. That’s all that you need to know.”
Linley laughed and nodded. “Everything else aside, you accompanying us back to the Skyrite Mountains alone is a great benefit.” With Phusro present, along with himself and Tewila, they were a force of sizable power.
Phusro by himself was equal to multiple Seven Star Fiends.
“In addition, I’ve never even see Phusro unleash all of his power.” Linley thought to himself.
“Linley, who is this?” Delia and Bebe looked at the skinny youth, puzzled. Linley chuckled. “When we board the metallic lifeform, I’ll introduce you to him.”
Phusro just winked deliberately.