Chapter 296: The End Is Nye

Chapter 296: The End Is Nye



When Chen Ren transmigrated as a trouble-making young master in a world of cultivation overrun by sects, beasts and clans full of murderous people, he wanted nothing to do with it.

He simply wanted to make money.

After all, even in a world of magical murderhobos, money ran supreme.

Ignoring the numerous martial daos, he chose the dao of money, using his brains and earthly knowledge to build businesses and acquire resources to reach immortality.

But before that, he had to deal with a mountain of debt, the cultivators who wanted to kill him and deciding on his first business idea.

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What to expect -

1. Lots of businesses and mc getting rich.

2. A highly competent main character.

3. An interesting Cultivation journey.

4. Mysteries.

5. Face slapping.

6. Sect building.

7. Cats.

What not to expect -

1. Harem

2. Not cats

Inspired by Black Market Litrpg, Laws of Cultivation and Calculating Cultivation.



“Drake. Take Celine back to mother,” Darri said calmly, moving in front of the stunned children.

“B-b-but I can fight!” Young Drake stuttered.

“You will do as you are told!” Darri snapped, “You are too important to get caught up in what is about to happen! Now go!”

“So that is Han’s other little welp is it?” Vandalieu snickered, “How about it boy? Want to become one of my collection? These unwilling folk burn out too quickly and its been a while since I got my hands on a willing Asuran-”

“Shut your rotten maggot filled lips, Lich!” Darri roared, “I will breathe my last before you lay a hand on my family!”

“Little late for that, Darri. Mir’phyra’s little group of fools already took your blundering idiot of a father.”

Darri’s body recoiled like the words had burned him, “Liar...”

A boney hand extended out of the rags, each finger covered in golden rings adorned with colorful jewels.

“We lost a few, but that’s no concern of mine, just more corpses for my fun. But we did shackle the feisty little bastard. So? Want to take my deal? Two Asurans for the price of one would make my millenia.”

Smokey snarled next to Drake, “I should have known! That filthy corpse came here before us!”

Drake was bewildered. Too much information was being thrown at him.

A lich? Does that make him a Primordial? Is a lich the strongest undead? And wasn’t Mir’phyra a liberator? What is she doing capturing Han Kol? And now an Undead is here? Drake thought, looking at the rag covered figure. He doesn’t even look strong. And I can’t feel an aura but Darri looks like he’s scared shitless. Too much is happening and I feel like I’m missing pieces of the puzzle.

Drake’s younger self still hesitated to run in spite of Darri’s order. His face paled and legs shaking as he desperately hung onto his sister, doing his best to stay in front of her.

“What are you still doing here Drake! Go! Hurry! Mother is the only one on this planet left that can stall long enough for Father to come!” Darri reprimanded.

“I already told you, squirt. Daddy’s locked up good and tight. Mira made sure of that so she can hold her precious little pet for all eternity,” Vandalieu laughed but shrugged, “Not that I can judge. I’ve done that plenty of times.”

Unwilling to wait for young Drake to come to his senses, Darri finally kicked him, pushing him away as he charged forward in a blur at Vandalieu.

Drake looked at his younger self come to his senses and grit his teeth, as he pulled his crying sister away.

Drake looked back at the fight, hoping to garner more information or see just how upper Rank Primordials fought. But the scene froze.

“What is this?” Drake questioned, “It just stops?”

Smokey strode up to Vandalieu, poking their ink-like arm through his hooded head, “We are replaying your memories. It is only natural you didn’t witness everything, there could be lost information everywhere. It seems that we will have to follow your younger self to continue on.”

Drake wanted to argue, but it seemed he didn’t have any other option and there were too many questions he needed answers too. Little by little the possibility of this quest showing him his actual past was becoming more of a reality.

He couldn’t shake the feeling in the back of his mind of deja vu, but that was where the feeling stopped. It was like the sun shining through broken storm clouds; only bits and pieces were making it through whatever veil was keeping him from remembering the truth.

Biting his lip he moved on, chasing after the children.

Taking one last look over his shoulder only to see Darri frozen in time, roaring as he raised a fist about to collide with the Primordial Lich, Vandalieu.

However it didn’t make sense.

“Mir’phyra was the one that captured Han Kol. She had to have hated him. She killed everyone here!” Drake said with more emotion than he intended.

“Do you wish to explain to him then? Or shall I?” Darri asked calmly.

Struggling Mir’phyra growled back.

“She loved Father. More than anything because he was different. Unique. Strong. But he had no intention of falling for a woman of a race that imprisoned his own for milenia. So-”

“So I made sure he was mine and mine alone. What of it?!” Mir’phyra sneered.

“Dragons,” Darri spat, “Possessive to a fault. Saying it was for the good of the natural order, good of the alliance. But you simply wanted to take him from everyone he loved and cared for!”

“And it would have stayed that way forever! He was mine! I watched as he grew into the man he was. The only man I was willing to spend eternity with! But he chose his race over me! Over his family! Over everything!”

“Then how did he die...?” Drake asked.

“He wouldn’t have,” Mir’phyra scoffed, “He was determined to live on until one day he could escape and bring back his own race from the precipice of extinction. But somehow someone broke into my vault... And aided him in killing himself,” then her golden eyes looked down at Drake, “It is now I realize why...”

Drake was dumbfounded. Turning to watch what seemed like the last of the exchange of his mother and the lich in silence.

Altoria continued discussing something with Vandalieu, her face stern and frustrated. As Vandalieu continued to gesture casually, sometimes rearing his head back in what Drake could only assume was laughter.

Finally, Altoria nodded, turning back to her children as the bone cages around them receded into the ground.

She hugged them with tears in her eyes as she whispered something softly.

Behind her Vandalieu pulled an item from his robes, a moment later a rift like door opened and Altoria stepped through.

“Does that mean?” Drake wondered aloud.

“No,” Darri shot down immediately, “Remember the church. If she was still alive it would be her standing there not you.”

“What now?” Drake asked.

Darri lowered Mir’phyra, floating over to Drake’s side as they both watched Vandalieu pick up the children and walk into a separate rift made from another item.

“You can not truly see me yet. Which means you do not embrace your Asuran blood fully. You will stay here until you do.”

“How long,” Drake asked through his teeth, “How long am I going to be forced to be here?! I’m cut off from my friends and family! I have no idea what is going on outside! And I have no way of telling if what you are showing or telling me is even true!”

“You know it is true,” Darri answered, “But for some reason you are too scared to accept it.”

Darri placed a smokey arm on Drake’s shoulder, “Trust me little brother. This is all for you.”

Drake looked at the frozen scenery around them. His younger self had left the planet and it was the end of the memory. The quest notifications rained in as his mind raced to put the jumbled pieces of information in his head into place.

[Partial Quest Complete]

[Quest Updated! Ghosts of the Past]

[Experience earned]

[Experience Stored]

[Received Title: The End Is Nye]

[The End Is Nye]

You have witnessed the near end of a race. The remnants of the once proud Asurans balance on a knife’s edge, new enemies knocking on your doorstep. The truth of your origins are becoming undeniable.+20% to all Stats

[Pseudo Weakened Magic Tempered Asuran Initiate Level Increased to Level 11] [50 Temporary Free Points have been awarded]

[Pseudo Weakened Magic Tempered Asuran Initiate Level Increased to Level 12] [50 Temporary Free Points have been awarded]

[Pseudo Weakened Magic Tempered Asuran Initiate Level Increased to Level 13] [50 Temporary Free Points have been awarded]

[Pseudo Weakened Magic Tempered Asuran Initiate Level Increased to Level 14] [50 Temporary Free Points have been awarded]

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..

.

[Pseudo Weakened Magic Tempered Asuran Initiate Level Increased to Level 29] [50 Temporary Free Points have been awarded]

[Pseudo Weakened Magic Tempered Asuran Initiate Level Increased to Level 30] [50 Temporary Free Points have been awarded]

[Temporary Class improved to E-Rank]

[Temporary Class Upgraded, Weakened Magic Tempered Asuran Initiate [Unique] increased to [E-Rank]]

[All temporary class skills and secondary skills will be immediately increased to E-Rank when learned]

[Quest Update! Ghosts of the Past]

Increase your temporary level to 40.Gain the trust of your group.Meet with Han Kol Asura.Find the key to the Serenity Mixture.Reward: Experience, Title, E-Grade Accessory, Meeting with The War General Darri Asura and The Great War King, Han Kol Asura.