Chapter 373-Fate
Turning his attention towards his domain, Dave encountered the Old man lying unconscious on the ground.
With a slave seal in place, the man had become Dave’s subordinate.
Dave’s decision to spare the man’s life was based on his significance within the clan; his absence could spark unwanted turmoil.
Dave roused the old man, who reacted with surprise but promptly rose and bowed before him.
“Master,” the old man addressed him, following the commands of the slave seal.
Although under Dave’s control, he could still function normally, maintaining his own consciousness.
Having retrieved his subordinate’s wealth, Dave sent him back to the clan.
As his master, he needs to safeguard his treasure, acknowledging him as the most suitable candidate for the task.
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Having attended to these matters, Dave conducted a thorough scan of the entire domain, finally locating Jiang Chen.
Knowing that he was not meant to remain idle in one place, Jiang Chen had left the villa earlier to seek formidable opponents within the arena.
As a character cut from the protagonist’s mold, he sought adventure, aiming to grow stronger through encounters with mentor-like figures and battles.
Within the arena, fatalities were forbidden. The more victories one accumulated, the greater the rewards.
Jiang Chen had chosen this arena as a proving ground for honing his swordsmanship.
Observing him, Dave noted that Jiang Chen swiftly dispatched a young swordsman in a single move.
His Misty Sword Art was taking shape, evolving through the exploration of various forms.
Having observed Jiang Chen’s progress, Dave decided to leave the domain, his intention set on embarking on travels that would allow him to establish his reputation and imprint his name in the annals of history.
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Fang Clan Domain.
Fang Clan was engulfed in war, marked by erupting conflicts and echoing explosions.
Corpses littered the ground, the casualties spanning from women and children to the elderly.
With each passing day, the assaults launched by the demon cultivators grew bolder, displaying a heightened aggression.
Within the Fang Clan, the people found themselves struggling to hold their own against the relentless onslaught of demonic cultivators.
Their sheer numbers made defense an arduous task, exacerbated by the fact that their leader was preoccupied in a relentless pursuit of an enigmatic figure who had attempted to assassinate him.
Amidst the chaos, a deafening boom reverberated, causing the city wall to crumble and collapse under the force of the explosion.
A sinister laughter followed, emanating from a figure who addressed the people of the Fang Clan.
“Haha, members of the Fang Clan, our master has issued his final warning. Your patriarch must return the treasure he stole from us, or we shall demonstrate the true meaning of brutal death.”
His laughter held a maniacal edge, underscored by his brimming aura of lethal intent.
“Hmmp, our domain is not a place where you can wreak havoc,” a voice declared, the tone heavy with authority.
Suddenly, a tall and muscular man emerged, instantly recognized by everyone as the commander of the guards.
His presence held weight within the Fang Clan.
In response, the demonic cultivator released a sinister laugh, promptly issuing orders to his men, directing them to launch an attack.
Boom!
Boom!
The echoes of explosions and the clash of swords reverberated, a haunting chorus underscoring the grim reality that unfolded – every passing minute bore witness to lives being extinguished.
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In a distant location, a beautiful woman was in a dire state, her body bleeding profusely.
She was relentlessly pursued by an old man, a True Saint in terms of power.
“Give up, you wretch! I never imagined you would reincarnate and have the audacity to seek revenge on me. It’s a pity you didn’t wait longer, focus on cultivating, and perhaps you might have stood a chance against me.”
“I am now a True Saint and the new patriarch of the clan, while you are merely an Imperial Saint Emperor,” the man laughed as he continued to chase the woman.
The man’s laughter turned manic as he reveled in his perceived superiority.
He was none other than the patriarch of the Fang Clan.
The clan found itself under siege by the Demonic Sect, and while they managed to hold their ground for the time being, he knew he must first eliminate this woman, as their enmity ran deep.
He recollected how he had aided his allies in slaying the empress of the sect she belonged to, subsequently eliminating every last member of that sect.
A sudden, his powerful kick landed squarely on the woman’s back, sending her crashing into the ground.
Boom!
Cough
The woman coughed, her body rendered immobile due to exhaustion.
She had been pursued relentlessly by the patriarch for days, her energy nearly depleted.
Returning to the Immortal Plane, she learned of her clan’s destruction, an event that had occurred millennia ago, leaving no survivors.
Consumed by hatred, she sought solace in the place where she had hidden her treasures, dedicating herself to rigorous cultivation.
Guided by the War Mermaid and Kraken Bloodline, her journey was marked by ease, and given her previous status as an Imperial Saint Emperor, breaking through to higher realms was a straightforward endeavor.
Once an Imperial Saint Emperor again, she resolved to eliminate those who had ambushed her, leaving only the hateful man from the Fang Clan.
Infiltrating the Fang Domain, she disguised herself as a maid within the clan, manipulating the patriarch’s attraction to her beauty.
Luring him to his chambers, she intended to strike, but her attack was thwarted by his unexpected strength, bolstered by a protective treasure armor.
She fled using a talisman, but he proved adept at pinpointing her location.
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With a sinister grin and a lustful gaze cast upon her blood-streaked form, the patriarch approached her.
“Hehe, a beauty like you shouldn’t die without being savored,” he cackled manically, relishing the prospect of causing her more suffering by toying with her body.
Seeing his intentions, Samantha felt a wave of sorrow.
She realized that her efforts had been futile, and she wouldn’t get to witness the face of the man she desired again.
She starts to remember every memory she had with him and how did he take care of her and treated her as a queen.
Tears welled in her eyes, and regret coursed through her for her arrogance, which had led to her current plight.
Determined not to let her enemies taint her, she made a decision: she would self-destruct, allowing only the man she loved to ever touch her.
“Goodbye, Dave,” she whispered softly, closing her eyes in preparation for self-destruction.
Observing her intentions, the patriarch swiftly retreated, unwilling to be caught in the ensuing explosion.
In an instant, Samantha’s body emitted a radiant glow, a massive explosion reverberating through the air.
Samantha closed her eyes, poised on the brink of self-destruction.
The patriarch, sensing her intentions, swiftly fled the scene to avoid being caught in the impending explosion.
Samantha’s body began to emit a radiant glow, the precursor to a tremendous blast.
Boom!
The deafening sound of the explosion resounded, marking her self-destruction and leaving behind a massive crater.
The patriarch stood stunned, his knowledge of Samantha’s desperation leading him to anticipate her final, destructive act.
He had prepared to escape the imminent danger.
“Hmpp, that’s your fate for offending me,” he sneered, a trace of regret in his voice for the lost opportunity to experience the beauty of the woman he had tormented.