Cosmic Ruler - Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Leisure Time II

Aiden used the soul essence to momentarily gain the momentum to battle the Spear Elder.

The Spear Elder, sensing Aiden’s rising power, snorted and sneered, “I wonder how long you can maintain it.”

“Long enough to let the other two old coots die,” Aiden parried the Spear and laughed in response.

The Spear Elder’s face turned grim as he considered this possibility. ‘No, this can’t do,’ he thought.

Then he used his spirit skill, “Valiant Command.”

Hearing his shout, most soldiers raised their weapons high as lights escaped from them and reached the Spear Elder, turning him into a pseudo Spirit God.

“Fuck, like hell I’ll allow you to do that,” Aiden said and then used his skill, “Dark Nova.”

The dragon spirit’s eyes flashed as a dark light quickly reached the Spear Elder.

It hit Spear Elder who was in middle of powering up.

BOOOMMM!

Smoke formed around the Spear Elder, forcing Aiden to use Akashic Authority to determine whether he was alive or not.

Aiden’s face turned grim as he saw the figure of the Spear Elder holding Ryman’s severed head in his hand, while his spear was also nailed into Mikhail’s head.

The Spear Elder turned his head towards Aiden, his golden eyes shining sinisterly. “Now, what are you going to do?” he asked in a heavy voice, tossing Ryman’s head to him.

Aiden unsummoned Mikhail and Ryman, sending them into a resting stage until they could be resurrected once again.

‘He is a Spirit God now. Even the spell won’t help me much,’ Aiden thought while maintaining his guard.

Taking a deep breath, he said, “Well, it’s not like you can maintain that form continuously.”

“Hahaha, hahahahahah!” The Spear Elder broke into laughter, hearing Aiden. “You’re right, but my goal is already achieved,” he said as the aura around him began to drop, and he reverted to his Spirit Saint form.

But now, without Mikhail and Ryman, Aiden was back to fighting against three Spirit Saints.

As Aiden prepared to toss some crystals and cast high-level spells, he suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon—every single one of his opponents fell to their knees. Aiden sighed in relief and turned to see Shelly approaching. Her powerful aura alone was enough to force them into submission.

The Spear Elder, struggling to lift his head, managed to look at Shelly. Seeing the veiled senior cultivator, he trembled and asked, “Senior, we didn’t offend you, so why this?”

Shelly’s gaze was icy. “You are attacking my master, yet you ask why?”

Aiden and the others were taken aback, their expressions a mix of confusion and horror. Aiden couldn’t believe his ears, while the Spear Elder’s face turned ghostly pale as if all the blood had drained from it.

“Forgive us, Senior, we didn’t know the Young Master’s identity,” the Spear Elder pleaded, slamming his head onto the ground with enough force to draw blood.

Shelly’s eyes remained cold as she raised her hand. “The only thing you will receive is death,” she declared, moving to strike.

“Wait!” Aiden shouted, halting her in her tracks.

Shelly frowned, her voice stern. “Aiden, don’t be forgiving to these people.”

Aiden met her gaze and replied, “Why would I forgive them?” His words crushed any lingering hope the Spear Elder had.

“It’s just that it would be too much of a waste to kill them,” Aiden said, shaking his head.

Turning his attention to the Spear Elder, Aiden asked, “Hey, you. Which force do you belong to?”

The Spear Elder gritted his teeth, replying, “We are rogue cultivators.”

‘I can’t possibly drag the whole Royal Family into this,’ he thought, deciding to lie. The other elders understood and maintained their silence.

“Do you think my eyes are for decoration? You clearly belong to a sect. No rogue cultivators are this systematic,” Aiden sneered. “Tell me the truth, or I will let her first kill you, then every single person from your force, clan, or sect—whatever it is.”

Hearing this, the Spear Elder and his companions paled, knowing that Shelly had the power to carry out Aiden’s threat.

“Young man, don’t be so conceited. You should know when to back off,” the Spear Elder retorted, gritting his teeth.

“Haaah! I was just going to rob you of all your wealth, but it seems you want bloodshed,” Aiden said coldly. He then nodded to Shelly.

In an instant, everyone except the Spear Elder was reduced to a bloody pulp.

“Noooooo, you bastard!” the Spear Elder roared, charging at Aiden. Shelly appeared in front of Aiden, pinching the spear tip between her fingers and breaking it into pieces with ease.

The Spear Elder coughed up blood, suffering from the backlash of his martial spirit being destroyed. He kneeled, coughing up more blood, and looked up to see Shelly and Aiden’s cold eyes. ‘Haah, at least no harm will come to the Royal Family,’ he thought as he died under Shelly’s flick.

Shelly then used Soul Recall. From the Spear Elder’s body, a translucent figure emerged, taking his shape and kneeling before her.

“What sect are you from?” she asked coldly.

The Royal Family was soon fully robbed, and many of its members were mysteriously killed. Rumors spread that they had offended a powerful cultivator, leading to such a tragedy.

As for Aiden and Shelly, they were now dining happily in a grand restaurant, enjoying their meal without a care in the world.

The next day, Serina returned, casting strange glances at Shelly and Aiden. Her gaze was so peculiar that Aiden eventually had to ask, “What is it?”

“Nothing,” Serina shook her head and replied, but Aiden could tell she was holding something back.

“Just say it,” Aiden insisted, looking at her directly.

After a moment of hesitation, Serina asked, “Are you two the White-Haired Devils?”

“The what?” Aiden raised his eyebrows in surprise at the odd title. Shelly also turned to Serina, seeking an explanation.

Serina explained the rumors she had heard: how the Royal Family was robbed and killed by two white-haired cultivators.

Aiden rolled his eyes and replied, “We’re not the only ones with white hair. There are plenty of people with white hair.” His casual dismissal caused Shelly to look at him with disbelief, amazed at how easily he lied.

“Anyway, what’s our next destination?” Aiden asked, as it was Serina’s turn to decide.

Serina nodded and showed them a parchment. “I found this interesting quest in the Explorer’s Guild. It says there’s a rare herb called the Violet Dragon Orchid. It only grows in places where many spirit beasts have died.”

“Apparently, it was spotted in the Death Valley of a Thousand Fragrances,” she continued, her eyes shining with excitement. “How about we visit this Death Valley?”

“Death Valley of a Thousand Fragrances… isn’t that the place where a lot of plant-type spirit beasts reside?” Aiden rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“Yes, it is the same,” Serina confirmed. They then set off towards the valley in the Violet Jade Wing.

After two days of traveling, they reached the valley. From above, it looked like a long trench in the middle of the mountains, shaped like a snake winding through the peaks.

“So this is the Death Valley,” Aiden mumbled as they landed at the entrance. He gazed at the surrounding mountains with interest. “I really wonder why we can’t fly above it.”

“Who knows? Many spirit cultivators have tried to find out, but they never discovered anything,” Serina replied as they walked up to the entrance, which resembled the open mouth of a giant serpent. Aiden noticed the perfect placement of glowing moss, making it look like eyes.

“It seems as if someone specifically arranged it,” Aiden observed, and Shelly nodded in agreement.

“That’s because it was done intentionally. One day, a rogue cultivator decorated it, saying it was missing a face,” Serina chuckled.

The group entered the serpent’s mouth and found themselves in a spacious passage. “It’s quite big inside,” Aiden remarked, noting that it was large enough for four commercial planes to move side by side.

“Hmm, it’s another unsolved mystery. Many speculate it could be an open secret realm, but it’s neither been proven nor denied,” Serina said as she looked around.

Soon, she spotted a collection of exotic flowers growing together. She approached the flowers and found three red pearls among them.

“Here, take one,” she said, passing a pearl to Shelly and Aiden.

“What is this?” Aiden asked, examining the red, pearl-like object.

“Everyone calls it the Bead of Acceptance. If we hold one, the chances of getting attacked are reduced by 50%,” Serina explained. They continued to move forward, encountering many cultivators along the way. Some were digging for various herbs, while others were fighting over the same rare plants.

” It is quite chaotic here” Aiden said seeing so many people either fighting or arguing.

” It’s nothing compared to normal days,” Serina shook her head and said and then she added ” After the Rumour of Violet Dragon Orchid most cultivators went to deeper parts for it” .