Chapter 1152 Kindling dragonfire

Chapter 1152 Kindling dragonfire

Z froze, and Lex kept smiling at him. For a few moments they maintained this state, until eventually Lex chuckled.

"Ah I guess you're going to be too busy to be working at the Gamer's Den from now on, huh? Maybe I should start looking for a replacement."

For a moment, Z narrowed his eyes and looked at Lex.

"Since we're all working for the Inn, shouldn't the person with the higher cultivation be running the shop?" he asked, feeling Lex's cultivation level. Technically speaking, Z was the first original Inn employee to become an Immortal. Anita and Qawain didn't count.

"Oh, you're right!" Lex exclaimed, agreeing too quickly. "But I think your statement should be amended a bit. It's not the person with the highest cultivation level, but the strongest person who should be the boss. So, what do you say? Shall we have a small spar while we wait for the others? Winner gets to become the boss of the Gamer's Den."

Z quickly looked down at the floor while taking a seat. Only a maniac would fight Lex. Z was now much stronger than he used to be, and with his tenets now allowing him to perceive the laws of the world, he could sense just how ridiculously strong Lex was.

Instead of binding him and chaining him down, like laws did with literally everything in existence, the laws bent around Lex, as if his existence put a physical burden on something as abstract as the laws that governed reality.

What's worse was that Z knew Lex was in this state because one of his seals was probably broken. Only when all of his seals were in place would he return to appearing like a normal human being.

Of course, there was one more reason Z did not even remotely entertain the idea of trying to fight Lex.

"There's a matter I want to consult you on," Z said. Over the past few years, Z had been very popular at the Inn. He had always had a helpful personality and liked being of service to his coworkers as much as he could. It was one of the reasons why he was called the big brother of the Inn. But when Z himself needed help, he usually turned to Lex, who had proved himself not only exceptionally powerful, but very knowledgeable.

"Go ahead. We have some time before the others arrive, so if you have any problems adjusting to your new realm feel free to ask."

"It's not my new realm that's causing an issue, it's something else. You know that at the Temple of Fasting I accepted someone's heritage, right?"

Now, though, he wasn't too sure. For example, ghosts really did exist, and they sometimes did look like people who used to live. But that was only because ghosts were formed from the leftovers of countless souls merging together. Technically speaking, wasn't that a form of life after death?

"Can you block the memories?" Lex asked.

"Yeah, it's pretty easy. But it requires me to consciously block them, otherwise as my cultivation grows, they will keep on being unlocked."

"That's not a problem," Lex said simply. "You don't need to worry about Zarek, or anyone else, replacing you. However I will caution you against viewing the memories. You yourself have only lived a few years. If you end up absorbing memories that span hundreds or even thousands of years, then there's a huge chance that you'll be heavily influenced by them and forget who you are. Take things slowly, and if you do ever want to unlock the memories, do it under supervision. After all, as a warrior king, I'm sure Zarek had a lot of unique experiences which could be beneficial for you to learn about. But only once you've grown up a bit."

Z nodded, and put the thought behind him. As long as the Innkeeper knew about this issue, nothing would happen. But more than that, Z had a feeling that even if a problem arose, just simply Lex would be enough to handle any issue.

This new instinct was something he unlocked after he became an immortal, and even learned a bit about it. Apparently, instincts were like a hidden sixth sense that the human race had. All humans had them, but they needed to be trained to become effective.

According to some of the memories he unlocked, Zarek's instincts were so strong that he could prevent his greatest enemies from ever even being born by anticipating who they would be born from.

Z had learned a few other interesting things from those memories as well, but the most significant thing he learned was how to judge the danger someone represented.

That was exactly why he knew that although Lex, sitting in front of him, seemed just as amicable and calm as always, he was dangerously furious underneath.

Z sighed. It seemed like some people were going to die.

Just as he had that thought, the remaining three people they were waiting for finally arrived. Gerard, Velma and Luthor walked in, seemingly in a good mood. Gerard and Velma were chatting amongst themselves, and Luthor was also about to make some small talk, but when he looked towards Lex he sensed that something was amiss.

Luthor, who had thoroughly mastered the unique control his physique allowed over flames, could sense a fire burning inside of Lex, and it felt an awful lot like dragonfire.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting," Luthor said loudly, cutting the conversation between Gerard and Velma.

"It's no trouble. I didn't wait long," said Lex with a smile. "Since you're all here, I'll get right to the point. For the past few years, you've all been training your houses in their respective specializations. I have a small problem, and I think this could be the perfect opportunity to test out the houses of Midnight."