Chapter 448: Saying Goodbye

The next day, remembering their gaffe, Luke, Sam, and Lux were embarrassed for a long time.

Especially Lux; the way his sister looked at him was unbearable.

Thinking Lux wanted to marry a rich woman and lie down for the rest of his life, they couldn't help but laugh.

Fortunately, soon enough, they were busy with their chores.

The next thing they did after fighting on the dimensional battlefield was to count and digest their harvest.

Besides the benefits the sect still hadn't given, the treasure they exchanged on the dimensional battlefield was delivered in just a few days.

Having hundreds of quadrillions of points, they managed to exchange for at least a tier 12 treasure, with Liam and the others who lasted till the end and earned quintillions of points exchanging for two or three tier 12 treasures.

Even Maximus was a little jealous of their rewards.

Although he had tier 12 ultimate treasures, he didn't have any tier 12 treasures.

If not for being unable to transfer the treasure they exchanged from the battlefield, Maximus would want to borrow some from his sons.

Unfortunately, because of their weak strength, even if they have the tier 12 treasure, they can only watch and not use it.

Although tier 12 could be bound to anyone who holds it, one also needs the corresponding ability to utilize its power.

Without the energy to use them, these tier 12 treasures can only be use for display

Soon after staying in the Etherium Realm for ten years, Maximus' children said their goodbyes again.

"Are you leaving this early? It's only been ten years,"

"Mom, the sect is already urging us. The preparation ceremony to bless our origin is also prepared. If we delay further, it may cause dissatisfaction," Lily explained, looking at her mothers' reluctance.

"Don't worry, Mommy, we'll return to the Etherium Realm once we are finished," Lyla reassured.

"Can you still return? Those sects are in other dimensions..."

This time, they were going to the main dimension of their chosen sect with their actual bodies.

The top sect rules were quite strict; unless they made some achievements, they could only go out once they reached tier 11 realm.

"There should be some way. Furthermore, we could still meet in the virtual realm."

"But—"

"We should let our children go. As parents, no matter where they go, we can only support them." Maximus stepped in, seeing his wives were about to persuade their children.

"And if these brats don't return, couldn't we just create another one?" Maximus added a joke.

Laughing at his shamelessness, they relaxed.

Indeed, as parents, the most they can do is support their children; why would they hinder them instead?

Understanding this, although reluctant, they said their goodbyes one by one.

After saying their goodbyes, they turned to look at Maximus, waiting for what he would say.

"Be careful out there, and be sure to contact us if there is any problem. Don't be scared to ask for help, fearing it would affect us. You know your father's strength. Even if your sect leader bullies you, I can still give him a beating or two."

Hearing their father's heartfelt words, they felt relieved.

Although they didn't believe that the sect leader could be beaten with their father's strength, they still believed that even if the whole world were against them, their father would be there to accept them.

His father told him that whether it's origin or dimensional coins, it didn't make a difference.

Thus, Lux was not worried he would mess up.

...

Soon enough, Lux Investment firm attracted a wave of business proposals.

"This restaurant of yours, are you sure you could supply these dragon meats?" Lux asked, looking at the proposal at hand.

Although dragon meat was a top delicacy, they were too strong.

The top power of the Dragon race even put up a warning, killing all those who dared to hunt their race.

Unfortunately, this only worsened the situation.

With dragon meat becoming more scarce, it also became more expensive, prompting individuals with greater strength to hunt them.

"Yes, I know a supplier who could get dragon meat for money." Kevin, the one who proposed the business, reassured.

"Oh? Then how much money do you want, and what can you offer me?" Lux asked again, throwing away the proposal, clearly unsatisfied with it.

Kevin was a tier 10 chef.

Having connections with a tier 11 hunter squad, he was confident in his business venture.

Unfortunately, without any money, no matter how skilled or how vast his connections were, it was useless.

Seeing Lux Investment Company's advertisement, he couldn't help but try his luck.

In his first proposal, he gave off 5 percent of his company equity, confident Lux would accept it without hesitation.

Kevin didn't expect Lux not to even bother with it.

"This—I need the maximum 10,000 origin coins. In exchange, how about I give you a 10 percent share?" he said, gritting his teeth.

"Too low. I'm doing business, not charity. If you can only give me so much, get out of here," Lux said coldly.

"15 percent! I also have to give my channel some of the profits; I can't bear to give more."

"No. If that's all, I can only invest 1,000 origin coins."

"Can't it be more?"

"This is how business works," Lux shook his head.

"Although your business proposal is alluring and has huge potential, it's only potential after all."

"I'm just gambling on your success. If you lose, you will only waste your time, but the one going to suffer is still me in the end."

Stunned at Lux's rhetoric, he gritted his teeth and gave another offer, "20 percent, and I want 5,000 origin coins! This is my last offer; I couldn't give you more."

"Too high. How about 3,000 origin coins?" Lux quickly countered.

"No more?" the investor frowned, losing his patience.

"How about this: I'll give you 8,000 origin coins for 30 percent of your company. In turn, I get the first bid if you want to expand your business."

"Fine! You have a deal!" he accepted after a bit of contemplation.

"Hahaha, nice working with you. I hope your business prospers."

"Thank you..." Kevin heaved a sigh of relief, not thinking about the pit he went into.