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Chapter 448: Newfound respect—and wariness.
Oasis’s palm shimmered with emerald light, radiant and alive.Then—shooshhh!A burst of compressed wind tore from his hand.The air twisted violently as small gales, glowing in shades of vivid green, spun outward like sharpened whispers.They spiraled from his palm with a sound that resembled a faint whistle—soft at first, then piercing—as they cut through the air in arcs of light.The wind bullets moved so fast that the naked eye could barely follow them; trails of emerald energy lingered briefly before fading, leaving the audience breathless.For an instant, even the battlefield seemed to hold its breath.Budro, who had just begun to unleash more of his martial aura, suddenly froze.His instincts screamed.His eyes widened, pupils shrinking to pinpricks as he realized the storm had already reached him.Then—Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!Each impact landed with the force of a hammer striking stone.Heavy, echoing, relentless.The sound reverberated across the sanctuary,
Chapter 447: Wisdom or Emptiness.
High above the battlefield, in the private section where Amon and Marcellia sat, the morning light filtered through the dome, scattering golden rays that danced across the floor.The wind barely touched their robes, the hum of distant mana filling the vast chamber around them.Amon leaned slightly forward, a curious glint in his eyes as he spoke.“Are you sure that the kid is your nephew,” he asked, voice low yet sharp, “or are you just trying to prevent those old farts from recruiting him into their sects and families?”Marcellia’s eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile tugging at her lips.“How many times do I have to tell you that he is my nephew?” she replied, her tone even but firm.Amon shrugged, leaning back against the carved marble railing.“I’ll just accept your word, then.But there’s still something I don’t understand—the boy sent a parchment requesting a name change just hours after you visited him.That was right after the participants’ parchments were sent last night. Wh
Chapter 446: The Tournament of Youth: First Light.
Noise and color—chants, cheers, and murmurs rolled like waves beneath the radiant dome. Oasis stood among the other participants, his azure eyes calmly observing the expanse before him.His robes swayed lightly in the morning breeze that swept through the open-air sanctum, carrying the mixed scents of incense, sweat, and excitement.“This place is so packed… and very huge,” Oasis thought to himself, eyes narrowing slightly as he scanned the endless crowd. “To think there would be so many participants.”He took in the towering walls of the Sanctuary, the layers of seating filled to the brim, the faint hum of enchantments keeping the immense mana in check.His expression softened, almost amused.“I did well telling Mr. Amon to change my name to Oasis Bluemoon after receiving the tournament brackets last night.Whoever wins this… their name will ring across the kingdom—and perhaps beyond it.Merchants travel far; news like this spreads faster than storms.”His gaze swept the rows of fig
Chapter 445: The Grand Sanctuary of Greatness.
The next morning dawned upon Florentis City, painting its rooftops in gold.The Grand Sanctuary of Greatness, a colossal edifice carved from radiant marble and adorned with sacred sigils, shimmered under the soft glow of the rising sun.Light poured through towering crystal arches, scattering across banners that fluttered with the emblem of the Pecunia Merchant Association.Before the Sanctuary’s monumental gates, the heart of the city pulsed with life.The plaza was overflowing—thousands upon thousands of spectators pressed shoulder to shoulder, their voices merging into a sea of vibrant noise.Merchants cried out offers for mana fruits, talismans, and roasted meats; gamblers gathered around wooden stalls where betting tables rattled beneath hands exchanging coins.The air thrummed with excitement, thick with the scent of incense and sun-warmed stone.The sheer magnitude of the crowd dwarfed even that of the famed auction from days prior—this was the grandest event Florentis had seen
Chapter 444: The Mark of Dominion.
“Soul imprint?” Marcellia’s voice sharpened instantly, her tone carrying an undercurrent of danger.A flicker of gold radiated from her body, and the air itself seemed to shudder.The aura in the room condensed so densely that the wooden floor creaked under the pressure, hairline cracks forming in the lacquered boards.Her eyes gleamed like molten amber as she hissed,“Someone dared to place a soul imprint in you?” Her voice rang out like a clash of thunder. “Who are they? I would very much like to see those who do not know their limits.”Her primordial pressure rippled outward—an invisible tempest that rattled the shōji doors and made the candles flicker as if trembling in fear.“No, no, no—Aunt Marcellia,” Oasis said quickly, raising his hands, “I’m not the one with a soul imprint.”Her aura stilled slightly.Oasis then spoke hurriedly, explaining about Daku—the encounter in Meridian King, the pendant, and the imprint.His tone was serious, his words fluid, filled with urgency and s
Chapter 443: The Gates of Realms.
“Mmh… her aura has been pulsing over and over,” Oasis thought, eyes narrowing slightly as he shifted in his cushion.“Perhaps she’s doing it because of the eyes that are set on the Woods Estate. I’ve been feeling the watchful gazes ever since we returned… so she is also aware. This… this is her way of letting me know she’s here. And ever since she appeared, the gazes have become fewer. Good thing I put a barrier in the rooms where Shiye and Venak are cultivating.”His brows furrowed, eyes blinking slowly as thoughts raced.“But what she’s saying is a bit confusing… Azael didn’t tell me about this. Is it possible he didn’t know? Or he was just unaware? Or maybe he was aware, but chose not to act… since he didn’t force me to return to Phoenix Peak, nor has he come to see me after all these years.”Then Marcellia’s voice — soft, melodic, yet commanding — cut through his thoughts."But you should be glad.You have more years ahead of you. While you are in Aetheria, you should rely mor
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