"Twenty years of not keeping up with the world and focusing on your cultivation, that''s both a good and a bad thing."
"It''s good because your intentions are just as pure and poised as they always were. The bad thing, however, is that you''re too much of an open book, to the point where you''re too easy to read. It''s extremely difficult for you to break out of that habit given your current position. "I understand how you feel. Nash''s nearly alien-like rapid growth is causing you to feel insecure, haha. You two are onpletely different ends of the spectrum.
"He''s also experiencing feelings of helplessness after meeting you. I''m not forcing you to do anything, but this is a choice you have to make. If you copse now, I''ll disable the array. If you wish to continue, you may lose your life. Zaafea pped Clint on his shoulder.
A foul expression appeared on Clint''s face as he copsed. Soon, the array was removed.
Just then, a burly man wearing a flowery jacket walked over.
"What are you doing in the Southern Territory?" Zaafea asked as he gazed at the burly man.
"Gosh, thedy at home is just too kind, and she wanted me to pass on a message."
"Oh? Tell me what you have."
Zaafea''s interest was piqued.
"The Endless Horizon Sect has copsed."
"What happened?"
"One of the disciples went mad and killed all the other disciples and elders. The sect master was only able to stop him temporarily after using all the skills he had mastered." "Gone mad? What does that have to do with me?"
"It has nothing to do with you, but it''s rted to Mr. Clint Melton."
"Oh, you can talk to him, then. I''m going to get something to eat."
"No, wait! The patriarch specifically requested that I share the news with you first."
"I see. Looks like his tribtion has begun as well."
"Yes, that''s right. He''s also interested in any suggestions you may have. Perhaps we could tell Mr. Melton that you''ll be the one making the final decision. What do you think?" "That youngster has connections to your family''s immortals?" Zaafea asked, his doubt evident.
"It''s destiny. Mr. Melton was good friends with my family''s patriarch in his past life, and he has left explicit instructions that we''re to help Mr. Melton if he ever ran into trouble."
"I see. In that case, I don''t think I should be the one making the final decision. After all, I''m a mere outsider," Zaafea said as he shook his head.
"No, no. How could you be
considered an outsider? Your ce in the hierarchy is even higher than mine. You''re no outsider. It''s just that you''ve been in the Southern Territory all this time while we settled down in the Northern Territory.
"Drop by my ce when you have some free time. I''ll make sure everything is ounted for,"
"Oh, stop it," Zaafea said as he waved his hands.
"It wouldn''t even be enough for you to address me as your martial grandparent. Let''s talk business."
The burly man passed on the message he had been instructed to pass to Zaafea.
"Alright. You can decide if you want to tell him the news and how you''ll tell him the news. I''ll take my leave now!"novelbin
The burly man disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Various waves of emotion washed over Zaafea.
That immortal was a smart one. By asking an outsider to make such decisions, they would not be going against the principles of heaven and earth.
Clint opened his eyes a whileter.
"What just happened?"
Clint looked around him with a confused look on his face. Zaafea had vanished, leaving only a note behind that read, "The tribtion has yet to be resolved." Clint finally recalled everything that had just happened.
He had to go through a series of
difficulties to achieve a breakthrough into the Tribtion Realm and then ovee multiple hardships during his time in the Tribtion Realm before he could proceed to achieve the Absolute Divine Realm.
That was also why there was a dormant period between these two realms. It might be because the proper time had not arrived yet even though he had ovee all the difficulties or perhaps because there were more difficulties toe down the line.
Either way, Zaafea had made his intention clear. He had helped trigger a tribtion, but Clint had failed to ovee it.