John Jones
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There was no shortage of news. The death of the Elite Five spread faster than a wildfire. Cultivators or merchants, they all knew the details, for the corpse was still lying in front of the restaurant. Outsiders would not dispose of the body as it would be offending the Pala Kingdom. There was enough rage as it was, they won’t tolerate another offender. As the news traveled from ears to ears and many cultivators gawked at their words, one name was also on the rise to fame, or rather, an enigma. The…
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One of the guards was running across the hall of the inn. His face was drenched in sweat. The order came straight from the majesty himself. The Pala Kingdom suddenly found itself in a tense situation. Everyone could sympathize with the guard running frantically toward the single door at the end of the opposite hall. The guard raised his eyebrows before he stopped his advance. The door was pulled open before Hezar showed himself. His face was grim as he looked at the guard. He knew that the…
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The crowd didn’t dare to cross eyes with them. The young man was lethal despite his aloof and lazy expression. One word coming out of his mouth could spell the end of a god. He didn’t bat an eye for the status that his opponent had. Never curry favor, never fazed. The only mortal cultivator that was able to do so. Worthy to stand amongst the four kings that ruled First Heaven. Didn’t lay a finger yet a god died by his name. He came here bearing the flag of the Mortal World. His name was unknown…
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The onlookers could only stand still as their breathing got locked by the event that transpired before their very eyes. They looked at the half-giant slowly getting up. His back was straight as he stood up. His right hand was dyed red as his clothes were stained. His eyes showed no remorse or worry. He turned around, disregarding the fearful eyes that were laid upon his powerful frame. He returned to the restaurant that was reserved for his master. He left them in their frozen state. “He saw no…
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One could see the dangling chandeliers that were set adjacently to one another from the roof. The door was closed shut. The restaurant had been reserved for the young master. They all knew who the ‘young master’ the half-giant was referring to. There was only but one young man that dared enough to kick the prince out like that. “Damn, he is savage.” “Prince Raul is a prince, but the savage didn’t even bat his hands.” “Not only that but all of them were blown outside, even those that the…
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The shout startled even those outside the restaurant. The passerby had only begun taking a stroll after the heartwrenching second round which ended in another utter defeat for the First Heaven, now, a very familiar voice was heard. They all gulped as they took a glance over the luxurious restaurant that only certain people could afford. “Hey, I think that’s!!” “En, it’s him alright.” “Let’s check it out!” “Forget it! Don’t you see the group? That’s the Pala Kingdom! The…
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Lyon found himself in a tight corner. He had absolutely no idea what Kesya was talking about. He took a stroll yesterday night but didn’t meet her at all. “I didn’t even meet you yesterday night!” “You did!” said Kesya as she pointed him out. Her nose twitched as her breath sniffled. “Oh, my faint heart.” Her ears lowered as she covered her mouth and turned around. (Oi..) Her eyes glimmered like glass that reflected light with tears threatening to spill. Her shoulders slouched as…
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The restaurant they were heading to had a luxurious front. Subsequent of glimmering lights from the grand chandelier. Adorned with creative graphics on the walls to the entrance, they brought a royal feel to any passerby. Nobody was around at the time of his arrival, which was perfect. Since most of them still sat dumbfoundedly in the arena, there was no need to reserve a seat. Lyon nodded before he stepped in. “Wow, it’s empty, haha!” “Oh?” a submissive tone was heard before a middle-aged…
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The young man had left the arena as his group did the same. The cultivators from First Heaven were left in shock. The deliberate offends that Lyon had made caused them to have blanks for a mind. The four kings were still standing on the eleventh step with their aura already pulled in. The cultivators from the First Heaven didn’t feel the atmospheric disaster clenching their souls anymore. However, they could feel an impending rage coming from the four kings that governed the balance on First…
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One foot. One foot was all it took for them to understand at what level he was as a cultivator. His haughtiness. His origin. His being. None of them could fathom the limit of the young man. Either his power or his obnoxious character, he had offended powerful people left and right like it was his job. The succulent power of the four kingdoms, he clearly couldn’t care less about it. History had been made. The mortal cultivators had certainly occupied four of the ten spots available. They will have a say…
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