Chapter 431: The Chosen One Can Fucking Wait!

Damian leaned back against the sofa and let out a small sigh. "Well, long story short, this whole mess basically started with Nolan Veyr."

Raika immediately raised an eyebrow. "Nolan Veyr? You mean the Sect Master’s direct disciple?"

Damian nodded. "Yep. That bastard."

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully before continuing. "To simplify things, Nolan obtained a King Grade Sword Spirit inside the Sword Tomb, which made Sect Master Arven value him even more than before."

Raika’s expression changed slightly upon hearing this. "A King Grade Sword Spirit? That’s quite an extraordinary opportunity."

Damian shrugged. "Yeah, yeah. The guy’s ridiculously lucky. But that’s not even the biggest problem."

He suddenly narrowed his eyes before pointing toward himself. "I don’t know whether you’ve known this or not, but that bastard hates me to the bone."

Raika frowned. "Why? What did you do to him?"

Damian immediately spread his arms, looking completely innocent. "That’s the ridiculous part. I barely did anything."

He shook his head helplessly before continuing. "Just because Master Selvara accepted me as her disciple, and because that bastard knew about my past, he started treating me like his mortal enemy."

Damian clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Tch. Seriously, what a simp. Does he think the entire world revolves around him?"

Raika’s eyebrow twitched.

’Somehow, I feel like he’s leaving out a few details...’

However, before she could question him further, Damian’s expression became more serious. "Still, even if that bastard is a complete simp, his destiny isn’t something to laugh at."

Raika tilted her head curiously. "His destiny?"

Damian nodded slowly. "Yep. To put it simply, Nolan is what I’d call a chosen one."

He reached into his spatial ring and retrieved several papers containing information he had previously gathered. "According to my investigation, that guy has an absurd habit of turning dangerous situations into opportunities."

Damian casually tapped the papers. "Every time he encounters trouble, he somehow manages to come out stronger, obtain some ridiculous treasure, or gain another powerful opportunity."

He leaned back against the sofa, looking increasingly annoyed. "It’s like the heavens themselves are constantly helping him. No matter how badly things go, something always happens to benefit that bastard."

Raika examined the papers before narrowing her eyes thoughtfully. "So you’re saying he possesses extraordinary luck?"

Damian immediately nodded. "Exactly. And not the normal kind either. I’m talking about the ridiculous, heaven-defying kind."

He crossed his arms before continuing. "Now, don’t misunderstand me. It’s not that I’m weak or afraid to fight him."

A helpless expression appeared on his face. "But what if I beat that bastard half to death, only for him to suddenly awaken some ridiculous power, break through three cultivation realms, and kill me instead?"

Damian threw his hands up in exasperation. "Seriously, who the hell wants to deal with that kind of nonsense?"

Raika stared at him for a moment before slowly nodding.

Although his explanation sounded rather exaggerated, she could understand his concern.

After all, cultivators with extraordinary destiny and heaven-defying luck weren’t unheard of.

Sometimes, provoking such individuals could bring consequences far beyond what anyone anticipated.

Damian then added, "Besides, I’ve already discussed this matter with Master Selvara."

Raika immediately looked toward him. "You told Elder Selvara?"

Damian nodded confidently. "Of course. I’m not stupid enough to disappear without telling my master."

He shrugged before continuing. "After hearing everything, she agreed that temporarily leaving the Heavenly Sword Sect would be the best decision."

Damian leaned back comfortably, a familiar grin returning to his face. "So here I am, traveling around, enjoying myself, and getting stronger while staying away from that troublesome bastard."

Raika remained silent for several seconds, carefully considering his explanation.

Eventually, she nodded. "Hmm... What you’re saying actually makes some sense."

Damian immediately grinned proudly. "Hehehe. See? I told you I’m a smart guy."

Raika gave him a flat stare. "Don’t push it. I said your reasoning makes sense, not that you’re smart."

Damian’s smile stiffened. "...Damn. Can’t you praise me just once?"

Raika merely snorted, refusing to indulge Damian’s shamelessness.

However, after thinking about his explanation for a moment, she suddenly remembered something. "Alright, fine. Let’s say I believe your story."

She leaned forward, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. "But that still doesn’t explain why the hell you’re here. The world is enormous, so couldn’t you have gone somewhere else?"

Hearing her question, Damian’s expression immediately changed.

A familiar, suspicious grin slowly spread across his face. "Oh, come on, Raika. Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten."

Raika’s eyebrow twitched.

For some reason, she already had a terrible feeling about what he was going to say next. "...Forgotten what?"

Damian chuckled before casually spreading his arms. "Hehehe. Let me remind you again, then."

He leaned forward slightly, looking directly into her eyes. "I’m here because of you two, of course. You and Akane."

Raika froze. "...What?"

Damian nodded confidently, looking extremely pleased with himself. "Yep. Although Akane isn’t here right now, I figured this would be a perfect opportunity to visit both of you."

Raika’s expression immediately became complicated. "Wait... You seriously traveled all the way to the Sakura Empire because of us?"

Damian shrugged as though it were the most natural thing in the world. "Well, why not? I’m already traveling around anyway, so what’s wrong with visiting two beautiful girls I know?"

He grinned shamelessly before continuing. "Besides, I’ve never been to the Sakura Empire before. Might as well enjoy some sightseeing while I’m here, right?"

Raika stared at him silently. For once, she couldn’t immediately think of a response.

However, Damian suddenly remembered something else. "Oh, speaking of which, where’s Akane? I haven’t seen her around."

Raika’s expression shifted slightly at the mention of Akane. "She’s dealing with some important family matters right now."

Damian raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Something serious?"

Raika shook her head before standing up. "That’s her business. I’ll let her know you’re here later."

Damian blinked as he watched her rise from the sofa. "Huh? You’re leaving already?"

Raika crossed her arms, looking somewhat irritated. "Yes. I’ve heard enough of your nonsense for one day."

She turned toward the exit before adding, "At least now I understand why you’re here. I’ll contact you again if there’s anything important."

Damian chuckled helplessly. "Come on, Raika. We haven’t seen each other in ages. Can’t you stay a little longer?"

Raika didn’t even bother turning around. "No."

Damian’s mouth twitched. "Damn. Still as cold as ever."

However, just as Raika was about to leave, Damian suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right. Hold on a second. I actually have something for you."

He quickly reached toward his spatial ring, preparing to retrieve a gift he had intended to give her.

Unfortunately, Raika had already reached the doorway. "We’ll talk another time, Damian."

Without waiting for his response, she walked out and disappeared from sight.

Damian froze with his hand still hovering over his spatial ring. "...Seriously?"

He stared at the empty doorway for several seconds before finally letting out a helpless sigh. "Fine, fine. Guess the gift can wait."

He leaned back against the sofa, shaking his head with an amused smile.

However, as he recalled something Raika had mentioned earlier, his expression gradually became more thoughtful.

’The Shinrai Family... One of the Sakura Empire’s First Tier factions, huh?’

Damian rubbed his chin, a familiar mischievous grin slowly returning to his face. "Hehehe. Interesting. Very interesting indeed."