"Heh, are you cowering back in fear? Why don't you guys attack me now that I've beat up all your crooks without breaking a sweat?" Arthur grinned, taking a step forward with his eyes gleaming demonically. "H–hey, get away from me! What kind of power did you guys get from that dungeon? Did you jump two more levels or something!" Bran roared, taking his step back and hiding himself behind the twins. He had just became a level 5, he knew that it would be beyond his capabilities going against his own team if the team came. Because of this reason, Bran knew he was levels beneath Arthur. "You see how pathetic this rat is? Did you not enjoy bullying those even more pathetic weaklings? Did a show of strength frighten you so much?" Arthur had no intention of holding back, he kept poking at Bran's pride ruthlessly. "Damn you! How dare you insult master so much just because you're strong! You're a disgrace to those who hold power and sit at the top." One of the twin, a male shouted at the top

"So, do you live here alone? Where is your guardian? I can only find a few old photos here, doesn't she stay in the house for a long time?" Lilith returned the framed photograph she'd picked up and asked Arthur with a frown on her face, confused and curious. "I live here with my mother, and of course she doesn't stay at home much since she's always out on quests to feed the family." Arthur rolled his eyes as he lifted the lid of the pot, letting steam rise up before closing the pot again. Sweat had began forming on his palms. It was mainly due to the heat from the pot. It was still hot, but Arthur had to check on it every three minutes to ensure it didn't get overcooked or undercooked due to his negligence. It wouldn't be a funny sight. "So most of the time, you're alone correct?" Lilith had the frown glued to her face as she bent down to pick a second framed photo. In the photo, Arthur was raised up and hugged tightly in the woman's arms. "Yes." Arthur turned around, then afte

"Yawn." At the middle of the night, Arthur woke up feeling something heavy resting on his body. He cracked an opening in his eyes, only to see himself shrouded in the thick midnight darkness with his lights turned off. "Get off me, I can't sleep properly." Arthur groaned as he pushed the body on him to the side out of reflex. In the next second, the weight was lifted and all he heard was a light yelp followed by a loud thud. Stunned. He blinked twice, rubbed his eyes then after all that, he reached for his bedside lamp and switched it on. He got enough light to look around himself, then to the ground where a shadowy female figure lay on. "Huh?" Arthur blinked again. Suddenly, a thought hit him as he jumped off his bed from the other side then rushed to the intruder's aid. Helping the woman to her feet, it was revealed that the intruder was indeed Lilith. He guessed only Lilith would have sneaked into his room like that, since his mother had never done such in all the years the

"So the better your body accepts Qi, the better your chances of awakening? While the way you absorb Qi into your soul reserves will affect how you awaken?" Lilith and Arthur had broken into a sprint now, and were chatting seriously as they ran. Although, they started the second Arthur and Lilith both got hit by the overwhelming feeling of “something going bad somewhere…” in the middle of their walk. "Exactly, that's the reason why some find it effortless to awaken while some find it extremely strenuous and painful — it's just how your body is build, and how it is interacting with the Qi it absorbs." Lilith collapsed into deep thoughts. She'd tried all she could to force an awakening, but unlike most of other clan successors she'd been failing uncontrollably. She now understood it was all related to how her body was naturally cultivating Supreme Qi! "It's why I failed to awaken the first time using the Qi absorbed from battle excitement as a stimulant. Well, you all can't do that

"Hmm? Someone leaked Arthur's existence to most of the underground guilds, and just two of you showed a keen interest in him?" Celicia clicked her tongue and stood up from the ground with a frown on her face. "He's my son you know, a fine boy I raised up alone in this cruel world. Although you were to weak to unlock my backstory, I can manage letting you go back and make a report to your boss." Celicia crouched down with a smile to stare at Layla dead in the eyes. "You should tell him that an advanced warlock already has him in her grasp, and wouldn't release him without a good fight." Celicia helped Layla up, then ushered her to the gates, "Take your friend, and get out." Until Layla was helped to the gates, she didn't seem to be conscious at all! She'd just spaced out from the shock, and froze in fear as her brain completely went off into dead boot without waking up completely. "I'll only count to ten…" Before Celicia even opened her mouth to speak, the prepared Layla disappe