Peak Master Porus gripped the collar of the Poison Clan patriarch, his eyes burning with a cold fury that had hidden for years. He didn’t say a word as he began dragging the man’s broken body across the stone paths of the Rising Sun Peak.
Each step was deliberate, the sound of the poison clan patriarch’s fearful cries filled the path.
Kent, standing beside his golden chariot, made a move to follow, but a firm hand on his shoulder stopped him. It was the Old Patriarch, his gaze intense yet calm.
“Let him handle this on his own. Porus has suffered for years—ever since the calamity that took the lives of those twelve hundred disciples. This is his burden to bear. It would be better if he do it solo.”
Kent turned his head to the Old Patriarch, his expression serious. “I understand. But while he deals with this, I have a request. If you don’t mind, I’d like a favor from you.”
The Old Patriarch raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “A favor?” he asked, his curiosity piqued. “You are the Legacy Bearer of War God. What could this old man provide?”
“I want to meet the Dormant Phoenix. The one resting deep inside the sect grounds.” Kent said, his tone heavy with purpose.
The Old Patriarch’s eyes widened slightly. He hadn’t expected this. “The Phoenix? That’s a bold request,” he said, shaking his head slowly. “The Phoenix only promised to bless one disciple from my sect. I used that chance for you already.”
“I’m not seeking its blessing,” he interrupted. “The Phoenix isn’t dying—it’s evolving. It’s stuck because it lacks essence and strength to complete its transformation. I can help it.”
The Old Patriarch’s surprise deepened. His sharp gaze narrowed as he studied Kent’s expression, searching for any sign of deception. “What you’re suggesting… If true, that would be monumental,” he said, clearly shaken by the revelation.
“But even if what you say is right, I can’t simply take you to the Phoenix without its consent. I will need to ask the Phoenix for its permission.”
Kent gave a respectful nod. “I understand. But I have very limited time. So, do it fast, Elder.”
The Old Patriarch studied Kent for a long moment before finally nodding in agreement. “I will. But before I go, promise me that you have no hidden motives for meeting the Phoenix. That you aren’t seeking to use it for your own gain.”
A small smile played on Kent’s lips. “I make no promises other than the truth. Ask the Phoenix yourself. It will know.”
With that, Kent ascended his chariot once more. The moment he settled in, the wheels of the chariot hummed with energy, lifting him gently off the ground. He looked one last time at the Rising Sun Peak before commanding the chariot to soar into the skies. But instead of returning to his residence, Kent left the sect grounds entirely.
He only had a few days to fulfill his promises. His next destination: the Mintleaf family, where Lana awaited. She is the one who got violated by Kent due to an aphrodisiac attack by Larry.
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As Kent approached the Mintleaf family estate, the entire household felt the shift in the air. The golden chariot, gleaming like a sun, descended before the mansion, casting rays of light across the gardens and courtyards.
“Kent… It’s Kent… Master the Supreme Magus Kent is here.” The servants began shouting loudly in excited cries.
The entire household came out running.
The family servants rushed first to greet Kent, their eyes wide with awe.
The patriarch of the Mintleaf family moved forward, his voice trembling with respect. “Lord Kent, we are honored by your presence. Please… Please, come inside.”
Before Kent could respond, a figure ran from the house, her movements frantic yet graceful. It was Lana, her face streaked with tears already. She had waited, hoped, and doubted all at once—but now, seeing Kent before her, all her emotions broke free.
“You… You came… You actually came to fulfill your promise.”
Kent stepped down from the chariot and took her hands, his gaze warm and steady. “I always keep my promises.”
Lana’s tears flowed freely as she held onto his hands, her heart full of relief and joy. The sight of Kent holding Lana dearly shocked everyone.
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“I have come to announce that I will marry Lana, the princess of the Mintleaf family,” Kent declared.
There was a collective gasp. The Mintleaf family stood frozen, eyes wide in disbelief. Lana herself was too stunned to speak.
“M-Marry her?” The patriarch of the Mintleaf family stammered, as though he couldn’t quite believe what he had heard.
“Yes,” Kent confirmed. “But there is one condition: I will be taking Lana with me right away. She will come to the Heavenly Abode, where she will receive help to increase her cultivation.”
The room fell into a stunned silence. Lana’s mother stepped forward, her voice trembling. “The Heavenly Abode? You mean… she will be trained there?”
Kent nodded. “With the resources there, Lana will grow stronger and faster than she ever could here. It’s the best way to ensure her future.”
Lana’s parents exchanged a glance, overwhelmed by the opportunity presented before them. Finally, her father nodded, his expression one of deep respect. “If that is your wish, Lord Kent, then we will agree. But… we have a tradition.”
From his storage ring, Lana’s father brought out a sacred dagger, its blade gleaming with sharpness. “This is the best weapon in our family. As per the old gods’ tradition, we ask that you tie the sacred thread to this dagger while Lana holds it. It’s a way of sealing the marriage bond.”
Kent took the thread and, with a solemn expression, tied it around the hilt of the dagger. Lana, her hands shaking slightly, held the blade as he did so. When he finished, her parents bowed deeply before him.
“Thank you, Lord Kent,” her father said.
The moment was filled with reverence, but the weight of reality soon settled in. The Mintleaf family relatives, once joyous, began to whisper among themselves, realizing what Kent’s marriage to Lana would mean.
“But… what of the Silver Stokes family?” someone muttered.
“Lana was promised to Suprgeon, their young master…”
Lana’s father shouted at the mumbling relatives. “What happened to your brains? Did you forget who was standing before us? Does Silver Stokes’ family have the guts to go against Lord Kent?”
Lana, though still teary-eyed, stood beside Kent, her heart swelling with both love and sadness for leaving home suddenly.
As they prepared to leave, the Mintleaf family stood below, watching as Kent guided Lana to the chariot.
The news had spread quickly, and soon the whole Golden Bamboo City received the news.
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*I’m wrapping fast as I don’t want to waste your coins. Also, once Kent enters on 7th realms… [Sorry, No Spoilers ;-(] -Your’s PeterPan 😉
