Nameless Immortal

Untitled Part 42

Chapter 42 Report

The clan leader was a healthy middle-aged man with a short beard and a mustache. His long hair was simply tied on his back, he may look middle-aged but he was already over two-hundred years old and was only half-a-step from forming his dao.

Forming the dao invites a heavenly tribulation that may result in death that is why he has been delaying it in order to increase his chance of succeeding. Besides, he still got time because cultivators at the Seeker stage can live up to five hundred years depending on the circumstances. His name was Zander River.

Despite his calm demeanor, the sudden news of the death of his son and grandson brought him a great shock. His body flickered and arrived in front of Elder John making him stumble on his butt.

"Tell me exactly what happened?"

Elder John stood up and reported every detail, the others were also surprised by the news but did not overreact. They had the same ill feelings towards the father and son. But of course, they could not just let this matter go, they were still a direct descendant after all.

"Father, let me go investigate," Killboy stood up and spoke with a serious expression.

His brother and nephew may not have been good people but they were still his family and he loved them.

"No, this is not the time, we have to stay here and guard father," Zander took a deep breath and did not let emotions cloud his judgement.

"Elder John, go investigate, I want the full details as soon as possible,"

"I will go immediately," Elder John bowed and immediately headed to the middle district without delay.

"Killboy, I know how you feel but father's breakthrough is more important. We will fully investigate what happened after all this is done," Zander patted Killboy's shoulder and went back to his spot to adjust his mindset.

"Yes, father," Killboy acknowledged and did the same.

The others did not comment and just watched from the sidelines. The final decision would be made after the ancestor's breakthrough.

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Batista, Wilky and Wilfred were staying at an inn inside the middle district. They were feeling jumpy since it was almost a month after Wilky contacted the Black Crows member, especially for Batista who was walking to and fro. He could not even sleep properly for the past days.

"Brother Wilky, are you sure that the man you spoke with will succeed?"

"Brother, I don't know how they work but according to reports, they rarely fail on their mission. I even think that they have the ability wipe the River family from the surface of the earth if they wanted to. We still have time to wait, if the worst scenario happens and he fails, hmph! Who cares about the rules."

Wilky had a determined look, which made Batista feel warm inside. Wilky would go side by side with Batista when he would force his way in. But for now, he was still hoping that that event would not come to fruition as it will surely create a big mess which could lead to their banishment from the military or worse, execution.

"Thank you, brother, I owe you big time,"

Batista spoke in a gratified manner.

"Stop talking like that – who's there?"

The trio became alert and got ready for battle, they were staring at the corner of the room where the light could not reach creating a shadow. A second ago, they felt their spine tingle, it was a subconscious reaction born from hundreds of battles they fought. Cold sweat was starting to form on their back, they felt that a beast was hiding in the shadows ready to devour them at any moment.