《Death… And Me》Death... And Me
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Amanda and Ria were taken aback by those words. Sure, their Swords Styles aren't at the top of the Damalu Sect. After all, they are still Outer Sect Disciples. However, it was definitely a high grade one. If you only consider the Outer Sect available ones, then it is definitely at the top. Still, Roan considered that nothing more than a piece of shit.
"You sure talk big, aren't you going to bite your tongue that way?"
Roan simply waved his hand a few times before turning around to leave.
"Whether you believe it or not will not change this fact. Anyway, all you need to do is try my one out. Come back once you have practiced it. If you still have the same opinion after that, I can help you fix the waist meridians' issue. Anyway, off you go."
Roan then began to make his way to the Cultivation Tower. But before he left, Amanda gave him one last piece of information.
"Malaka has already entered the Advanced Stage of the Energy Gathering."
Roan showed a slightly surprised expression.
"Oh! She is doing better than I thought. Perhaps, joining your Blue Orchid District/Faction was indeed a good idea."
Amanda and Ria's mouths twitched a little. Roan simply didn't care about how to use his words at all.
Of course, Roan knew that already. That surprised expression was just a pretense. He and Rean saw it before when they went to see Malaka last time.
Finally, Roan disappeared in the distance.
Roan's manual obviously wasn't the full version of the Death Style. As mentioned before, only Rean and he have fully comprehensive ones. Especially since it was built with Light and Dark Elements as the base. Other elements could also be used, but they wouldn't be as effective.
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Amanda and Ria didn't know what to say. If Roan's Sword Style was really that much better, why would he give them such a precious manual so easily? His attitude might be horrible. Still, the fact that he was the type who didn't care about the female disciples of the Blue Orchid Faction was already a plus.
"Let's go back and give it a try. If it doesn't work, we can simply not provide those twins with access to our district."
Ria nodded and then asked something else.
"What if it is really much better? Should we share it with the other sisters?"
Amanda pondered a bit before nodding her head.
"At the moment, our Outer Sect District/Faction has only 7 Drifting Sword Style practitioners. Even if we share with them, there shouldn't be a problem. Besides, Roan never said that we couldn't show the contents. I believe that it was already within his expectations that we would do so. First of all, he doesn't have a way to stop us even if he didn't want it."
She was right. Roan didn't care that others used his Sword Style. First, because this wasn't the perfect version. Second, because anyone who used it against him or Rean would only be courting Roa- cough, cough, courting death. If anything, the more people who used the Death Sword Style, the safer it would be for the twins.
Suddenly, Roan received a message from Rean through their Soul Connection.
'How was it?'
'It was okay. Still, I didn't think they would come looking for me so fast. As for our secret infiltration, I believe I dispelled their doubts or at least most of it. By the way, I got them to agree that we can go see Malaka as long as a disciple of theirs escort us during the process in the Blue Orchid District.'
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Rean nodded.
'It's okay. After that Spiritual Rebirth is done with, I believe Malaka will begin to go out on her own, so it won't change much even if we can enter. Still, that's a good thing in case we need to talk with her straight away.'
'Anyway, I took the flying demon beast already, so I'm going to Majorias City.'
Sometime later, Rean's connection with Roan was cut, and they could only tell which direction each other are at the moment.
With a flying demon beast, Rean only took around 2 hours to reach Majorias City. After retrieving the two thousand Rank Two Spirit Stones from Zafa Bank, he headed to Janaris Weapon Store. Folca, obviously, already expected his visit.
"So you came, come with me."
Rean followed Folca, and they soon arrived inside the workshop. In front of Rean, there was a big pile of High-Level ores.
"As I mentioned in the letter, I left two thousand Rank Two Spirit Stones and used the rest to buy those materials. As you can expect, High-Level ones are quite expensive, so I could only acquire this amount. There are 8 kilograms of Rasidia Ore, 7 kilograms of Muta Ore, and the best one, 2 kilograms of Iridkan Ore. You can check it by yourself and check the market price later. I can guarantee that I got quite a fair deal for them."
Rean shook his head.
"That won't be necessary since we have a contract where the Zafa Bank is involved. We both know that only an idiot would try to do something under their watch."
Folca nodded. As the Chief Blacksmith of such a big Weapon Store like Janariz, he knew very well what would be the outcome of messing up with a contract of the Zafa bank.
All the ores were then put inside a backpack for Rean to carry back. Even if he didn't have his Foundation Establishment cultivation, 19 kilograms isn't anything hard to carry. Rean and Folca then talked more about the business of Steel Equipments before Rean left a few hours later.
He couldn't help but feel excited when he thought about them. It would be the first time he would work with High-Level ores. Rean soon took his flying demon beast and made his way back to the Damalu Sect. On the way, he began to make some plans too.
'Roan and I are ready to enter the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment. Once we make the breakthrough, I will check the Blacksmith Hall in the sect. Our Low-Level Swords aren't good enough anymore.'
With his mind set, Rean flew straight back to the sect.
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