"If there is a warrior who is already at the fourth grade of Bone Reinforcement, Alva, can you bring him into the Heaven Melting Pagoda?" asked Ricky, his mind far away.
"As you wish, my master," replied Alva, slightly bowing her head in respect. She slowly made her way out.
"My revenge shall begin tonight," Ricky whispered to himself. Closing his eyes while letting out a sigh, he allowed his thoughts to wander some more.
It was going to be a long night for him and the others involved.
Nightfall came too soon. The noise that once surrounded the entire Stone City had now been weakened. The air got a little heavier as tension filled the place.
In the presence of Nate and Gilbert, there was also a sudden shift of atmosphere within the Nan Clan. They all reeked of pride and disdain.
Inside the back room of the Nan Clan's headquarters were Gilbert and a few others. They sat around an enormous round table with their chalices.
Those few others with Gilbert were none other than Nate, and his three Bone Reinforcement warriors. It was expected for those three warriors to give it their best for the upcoming events. They had to break through to become innate spirits. Being in the Bone Reinforcement meant greater responsibilities and expectations.
"The materials required have been sent to the pill refiner, father. In just e few days, I believe that the first batch of Young Wraith Blood Pills shall already be ready," Nate stated. The others in the room were carefully listening.
"As long as we've successfully refined once, we can refine again," Gilbert nodded in approval.
"Nate, my son, I strongly suggest that you follow Boris. This is important for the growth of our clan. So that if we want to dominate the entire Realm of Wildness with a spiritual king, no problems shall arise."
"I understand, father. I'm assuming I've gained Master Boris' full trust, as he lets me deliver all the materials," Nate responded with confidence.
"I'm glad to hear that. Now, after you take this batch of Young Wraith Blood Pill, it's time to elucidate that little bastard," Gilbert said, gritting through his teeth.
"I will make su
Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.
To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.
"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."
She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.
Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.
ing? Get out!" Gilbert was shouting at that time, wishing that his alertness could save him.
"You asked God not to mess with you. Now here he comes!" the mysterious voice, belonging to Ricky, echoed.
"This can't be… How is this possible?" Gilbert shook his head in disbelief.
Fear engulfed him. How could he have ended somewhere else in just a matter of seconds? It was very vivid. He knew he wasn't dreaming.
"It makes me laugh when such a cruel, evil man crumbles in fear before me!" Ricky laughed. Seeing Gilbert's terror-stricken face at that moment was priceless!
Ricky decided to reveal himself in front of Gilbert. Slowly, he walked towards him.
"Gilbert, it's been a while," Ricky let out a cold laugh while crossing his arms.
"You… You bastard!" Gilbert shouted in anger. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Before he could even continue ranting, Ricky waved his hand. Immediately, tongues of flames mimicked a big palm, slapping Gilbert's face.
Unable to do anything, Gilbert fell back into the ground, his face filled with pain. On his face, the flames left burning marks.
In that tower, even a demi-immortal warrior had no power. Gilbert, a warrior at the fourth grade of Bone Reinforcement, was too weak to even put up a fight.
"You're an idiot. How dare you call me a bastard? Do that again and I'll show you who's stronger," Ricky said while staring nonchalantly at Gilbert on the ground.