Finally, Kent opened his eyes and stabilized his condition. His body also changed into a more sturdy shape with refined features. As he moved down from the throne, kent pets charged towards him and the bay dragon made excited cries.
Tang Zi smiled after seeing the behavior of Kent’s pets and he remembered his past where he used to train under his father.
Kent felt great hunger due to the seven day long cultivation. But the rule is, Kent can only gather food and his pets have to get food on their own. So, Kent decided to leave for the forest soon, for the sake of hunting food.
As the storm finally subsided and the training ground returned to a semblance of normalcy, Tang Zi placed a hand on Kent’s shoulder. “Come on. We need to leave,” he said, his voice firm but kind.
Kent nodded, still feeling the residual energy from his intense cultivation. Together, they began to fly away from the training ground, but before they could ascend, a voice called out to them. “Wait!”
They turned to see Jean running towards them, her eyes wide with determination. Tang Zi, who is observing her from past days, touched his forehead in annoyance. If not for her status, Tang Zi might have ignored her like a delusional kid.
Reaching close, she stared at Kent with a serious look. “What’s your name?” she demanded, her gaze fixed on Kent. “Where are you from?”
Tang Zi stepped in, his expression stern. “His name is Kent Clark, and he’s from the Blue Planet. But listen, you need to let go of whatever feelings you think you have for him. It’s for your own good.”
Jean shook her head, her eyes never leaving Kent’s. “No. I don’t care where he’s from. I’ll do anything to be with him.”
Kent, still reeling from the intense cultivation session and the strange events that had transpired, looked at her with a mixture of pity and resolve. He believed her feelings were merely a result of the effects from the lust goddess. “You’ll forget about me soon,” he said quietly, hoping to dissuade her.
Tang Zi nodded to Kent, and they continued their way towards the exit of the Heavenly Palace. Jean stood there, her fists clenched, her eyes burning with a mix of sadness and determination as she watched them leave.
As they passed through the grand gates of the Heavenly Palace of the 6th realm, Kent turned to Tang Zi. “Who is she, Master? I mean. What’s her story? I don’t think you will answer my details if she is not someone special.”
Tang Zi sighed, looking back at the imposing palace. “Jean is the daughter of the Supreme Staff Magus, Shika and the current leader of the 6th realm’s Wizard Association. She holds an esteemed position here, and her family is one of the most powerful in this realm. Her interest in you could lead to significant complications.”
Kent let out a long sigh, feeling the weight of the situation settle on his shoulders. “I see. Thanks for telling me, Master.”
With a determined look, Kent opened the manual of the Storm God Tyrant Physique, focusing his mind on the spells for the Storm Surge stage. As the words and diagrams filled his vision, he tried to push away the distractions and emotions, readying himself for the challenges ahead.
Meanwhile, back at the palace gates, Jean stood resolute, her gaze fixed on the path Kent and Tang Zi had taken. Her heart was heavy, but her resolve was unwavering. She would find a way to be with him, no matter the cost.
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The central island of the First Realm…
Decadely gathering of 9 realms association..,
Banners and flags adorned with the whale symbol of the Nine Realms Association fluttered in the gentle breeze, their colors bright against the azure sky.
The island’s focal point was a towering structure, the Grand Tower, rising majestically in the center, its spires glistening in the sunlight.
All around the island, wizards in shimmering silver cloaks patrolled with an air of authority, ensuring the smooth operation of the summit. Their presence was formidable yet graceful, embodying the power and prestige of the Nine Realms Association.
Beautiful attendants, also dressed in the association’s robes, moved gracefully among the guests, their smiles warm and welcoming as they guided the attendees to their designated areas.
The island buzzed with the hum of conversation and the rustle of robes. Guests from all corners of the realms mingled, their appearances as diverse as their origins.
Elves, dwarves, fae, and humans intermingled, their discussions filled with anticipation and intrigue. This was the heart of diplomacy and power, where the fate of realms was deliberated.
As Supreme Wand Magus Allaric stepped onto the island, a noticeable shift occurred. The beautiful attendants quickly moved to receive him, their demeanor instantly reflecting the respect and honor due to him.
They treated him like a VVIP, a stark contrast to the previous summit sessions where he had been ignored like a pauper. The attendants offered him refreshing beverages and delicacies, guiding him with utmost reverence through the bustling crowds.
They made Allaric’s presence imposing, his stature commanding attention as he moved through the throng of guests. His silver robes shimmered with a magical luminescence, and his eyes held a confident, knowing gleam.
He couldn’t help but reflect on the irony of his newfound status. In the past, he had been sidelined and overlooked. But now, with the impending Immortal Beast Spirit Gathering on the Blue Planet, he was being treated with almost excessive respect and honor.
As he approached the Grand Tower, he noticed the curious and admiring glances from other delegates. Whispers followed him, conversations tinged with speculation about the changes and upcoming events. Allaric felt a sense of satisfaction, knowing that his moment had finally arrived.
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