28 The Wang Brothers
FIDGETING HIS FINGERS, Yang Lujia went out of the building, gradually tearing a spatial crack with his gaze in front of the man. This made the latter question his life, whether he had lived enough or not.
The kid who just left actually tore the space in front of him up. Even a Half-Step Saint wouldn’t be able to achieve this kind of feat!
‘Who is he?’
On the other hand, when Yang Lujia arrived outside the Intelligence Bureau, all the people around him seemed to ignore him. Of course, it was due to Yang Lujia covering himself with a layer that would make him invisible. However, the spatial crack that was being torn apart didn’t escape the people’s eyes.
“Look! Is there seriously a Forbidden Realm appearing in front of the bureau?” As this man said this, the people froze for a second and began to clamor. This was beyond Yang Lujia’s expectations, but he just closed the spatial crack to quiet the crowd.
Forbidden Realms, as the name implies, are realms that not all cultivators are permitted to enter. In Da Shenghou, Forbidden Realms were as scarce as in Da Sishen. Like the Valley of Gods, it was a forbidden realm. Although accessible, only a limited number of cultivators could enter it, filtered amongst millions of them..
Within the Forbidden Realms, treasures, inheritances, and the like could be found. However, as they say, there will always be unknown perils in a sea of fortune. The level of danger could amount to their lives. However, this didn’t prevent most of the cultivators from gambling and pursuing entry into the Forbidden Realms.
It was almost noon already. When the man who once entertained Yang Lujia saw his brother, the Guile City Guardian, his eyes squinted. It was as though he had discovered a secret and not just any simple secret, but a mind-blowing one.
Within a certain depth of the City Lord Mansion, when Wang Lao saw his approaching brother, he was baffled. “Didn’t I tell you not to disturb me unless something serious happens, Wang Zhu?”
“Big brother! You won’t believe what I discovered today!” Wang Zhu wandered his eyes around the secluded area before he continued to speak. “There’s someone…”
“Speak!” Wang Lao looked impatient. “If it’s something trivial again, I will really throw you out to another city!”
Wang Zhu’s face straightened, and he firmly stood his ground. “Big brother, there was this kid I encountered that even I couldn’t see through him. I’ve been a God Emperor at the Third Stage, but I still can’t detect his true cultivation or whether he’s an old man who disguised himself as a kid.”
Wang Lao’s face darkened. “Wang Zhu, isn’t it perfectly normal? That kid’s cultivation was higher than yours, so he could naturally hide his true cultivation from you. Do you see me as a fool? Get out if you don’t have anything to say more! If you weren’t my brother, I would really throw you out of the city and disown you!”
Wang Zhu didn’t dare to delay further and stared intently at Wang Lao. “Big brother, you won’t believe me, but that kid can tear space! I saw him eyeing the space with his gaze as a crooked line in the space slowly materialized! It was dark, and I felt a cold aura from it. Big brother, do you think a mere God Emperor could do that? Even a Half-Step Saint couldn’t do that, big brother! I even felt a certain pressure I couldn’t feel from a Half-Step Saint! You know, we’ve already seen a Half-Step Saint in the Central Domain!”
Wang Lao’s pupils shrank. “Are you saying the truth?”
“Of course, I wouldn’t have a reason to lie to you,” Wang Zhu loftily replied.
Wang Lao knew his little brother wouldn’t dare to lie to him. After all, in the past, he would have beaten him half to death. His thoughts wandered as he was left in a daze. That kid, as his younger brother put it…
“Where is he now?” he asked solemnly.
Wang Zhu shrugged his shoulders. “How would I know? As I said, he tore a spatial crack—”
“What?”
“Oh, right! He seemed to be finding the Echinemon Race!” Wang Zhu recalled, and his face brightened further. “Then, I told him that it might be necessary for him to attend the Annual Death Ceremony. I really sincerely think it’s the best alternative he can find to locate the Echinemon Race’s whereabouts. However, he did say to me to not tell anyone about him or his face. Brother, I think we should leave him alone at the moment. If we happen to anger him, I can’t even imagine what could happen to us…”
Wang Lao pondered about what his brother said. Sooner, he sighed. “Then we should let him act alone now. I will personally go to the upcoming elimination round. By the way, what’s his name?”
Wang Zhu’s face turned black. “Cao Nima.”
“…”
After the reigning silence, Wang Lao finally spoke. “Wang Zhu, how about that lassie? Did she finally reach the God King Realm? Do you intend to let her join the elimination round? She could fare well if she wouldn’t encounter any of those geniuses in the academy. Although the Guile Magus Academy’s headmaster had a level lower than his cultivation, their students were among the geniuses from amongst the families and rogue cultivators in Guile City.”
“What about that brat, big brother?”
Wang Lao’s face darkened.
While the exchange between the two brothers continued, Yang Lujia eventually encountered the woman with bunny ears, Lu Daiyu, again. “Oh, you’re here again. Can you help me with some troubles? I’ll pay you one lower-grade spirit stone!”
Lu Daiyu was stumped. ‘What lower-grade spirit stone? Why do you only offer one?’
“Alright,” Lu Daiyu said, as she resigned to her fate. She was truly afraid of this Cao Nima, who was pretending to be only 15 years old. Did his master already discover this pretentious old man?
“That’s great!” Yang Lujia exclaimed. “So, I’ll tell you my thoughts now. In order to enter the elimination round, one needs to join an organization or sect. You should know about the elimination round that is going to happen in a few days. I want to join, but I don’t want to join any organization or sect. Thus, I thought of creating my own organization. Would that suffice? What requirements does it need to have to create an organization? I know that the organization registration will take place in the City Lord Bureau, though.”
Lu Daiyu was overwhelmed and heaved a deep breath. Her chest also bounced along, but Yang Lujia found her breasts weird. In his eyes, they looked more like food. It looked like large jiggling dumplings.
However, he resisted this urge. He didn’t want to be tagged as a foodie, always eyeing everything as food. He wouldn’t want to eat a fellow human. That would be disgusting. After all, he wasn’t a zombie of some sort, nor someone who’d follow the traditions of cannibalism.