Kent left the confused Randy and his minions at the gate while he made his way toward the Saintess Mansion.
They just didn’t understand what had happened, but they knew their chances of preventing him from entering the Spear Gate would never work in this life or the next.
They had lost, and as it stood, there was no recovering from that.
Kent didn’t care about any of that.
His focus was on what to do about the master and disciple
All of these were urgent, so he planned to get them, as well as his training and uncover who this mysterious Nara was. finish them well, starting with the master and disciple duo.
Right now, he didn’t even have to cultivate. His ladies were the ones doing that. All he had to do was have sex with them, and he would become stronger.
In a way, he had nothing to worry about, provided he had time to spend with his ladies. And that was the thing—he had all the time in the world.
Inside the tower, he had all the time in the world.
So he didn’t care when or how many rounds they wanted; provided he had the stamina, he would get things done.
On his way to the mansion, he sensed the gaze of the Spear Gate master locked on him the entire way until he entered the formation, protecting the mansion from prying eyes.
Kent could only sigh. It seems both the Sword and Spear gate masters have some interest in him, but he wasn’t sure of it at the moment…
“Kent, you are here,” Ingrid was the first to see Kent. She was standing with her master and another lady with red skin and four arms. She looked seductive, but Kent could tell she was dangerous.
Kent waved at Ingrid, but at the same time, the Saintess and the red-skinned lady turned toward him. For a moment, Kent’s heart skipped a beat.
The Saintess, though beautiful, had become very dangerous now. Just looking into those beautiful eyes told him what had to be done.
In a way, Kent’s dick started to rise just from looking at Saintess Neomi.
‘Damn, does this mean I have a thing for dangerous women?’ he wondered, glancing at the gorgeous lady staring at him.
He then steeled himself and looked at the four-arm lady.
⟪A weapon spirit. This lady is very lucky, and in a way, also very dangerous.⟫ Akira, who was filling in for Gaia, who was busy with Saden and the three soul sentinels—said, making Kent raise an eyebrow.
‘A weapon spirit? What is that?’ he asked.
A weapon spirit is basically the spirit of someone who once walked the path of a weapon, like a sword or a spear, but when they died, their spirit was, in a way, given to the Dao, making them dead but in a way alive.
If, through enlightenment, you manage to contract with one, you would not only have access to their skill set, but you will also, in a way, have a weapon that can think. And let me tell you, that is a dangerous thing to have.
This lady standing before you is Rakshasa, one of the war goddesses who has ever walked the Path of Rakshasa. You shouldn’t take her for granted.
However, in a way, you found yourself a good partner to train with. With her and her weapon spirit, I think your growth will be, as they say, leaps and bounds.
“Damn. I am both lucky and unlucky. How am I going to get inside her pants now if I can’t even defeat her in combat?” Kent said to himself, sighing.
“You are the Chaos Dragon, so be a dragon,” Akira giggled.
Kent moved closer, but when he was a few meters away, the four-armed lady pulled out a spear with one of her four hands and pointed it at Kent.
This startled Ingrid and her master. However, before they could say anything, the four-armed lady stabbed the spear into the ground and took a knee.
“Greetings to the Progenitor,” she said, causing Kent to nearly trip and fall.
Just now, he was about to pull out his sword to defend himself, thinking the lady was after her life. However, now that wasn’t the case, but how would he respond?
Well, it’s Kent—he always has the perfect counter to everything.
“I think you have the wrong person, lady. I am Kent, not this Progenitor guy you’re talking about,” Kent said, but the lady looked up at him and shook her head.
“No, you have the aura of genesis, so I am not mistaken. It was said that the one with the aura of genesis is the first and the one who started it all. You have the aura of genesis, so you are the Progenitor of the Weapon Dao.”
“Oh, so that’s what this is about. I understand now. You can stand up, lady. I am no Progenitor; I am just walking the path like everyone else,” Kent played it cool, not wanting to show signs that he was, in fact, the Progenitor of it all.
Initially, the Dao of all weapons existed, but it was hidden. However, one lowly slave stood up and opened the door to the Daos, bringing about the path of weapon cultivation.
The Genesis Path, though, for swords, also opened the door to all other weapon paths. So, in the world of weapon cultivation, Kent is indeed the progenitor.
“I am blessed to be in the presence of someone who is practising the Genesis Path,” the lady, now standing, said with a humble bow. This made Kent’s head swirl.
“If it wouldn’t be too much to ask, I would like to spar with Lord Genesis one of these days,” the lady requested.
For a moment, Kent thought his cover was blown when she called him Lord Genesis.
But then he remembered she only recognized him as Lord Genesis because of the path he was walking and not because he was, in fact, the same person who created the Genesis Path.
“I would love to spar with you sometime too,” Kent responded positively to her request. This was the best thing that had ever happened to him.
Ingrid and her master were left dumbfounded, watching this with only one question on their minds…
‘Who the hell is this boy?’
In a way, they all made the decision that no matter what, they wouldn’t leave his side. This purple-haired brat is someone they need around despite his many troubles.
‘Master Neomi, if possible, arrange a fight with him… I want to see what the Genesis Path is all about.’ This was further cemented when the four-armed lady said to Saintess Neomi before vanishing into her spear.
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