Mixed Blessing System



Five hours after arriving in Leopoldine, Lothur would meet the last of the three siblings, Mathias' grandchildren.

After delivering the Soul Bones to this family, Lothur had not yet completed his mission. According to Mathias, he had to protect this family and make sure they could use the inheritance for the next 5 years.

But that didn't matter to Lothur. Now that he had given the Soul Bones to these three, it was only a matter of time before he would be free of the responsibility Mathias had given him. Besides, as a partner in the Ritter Motor Company, he would have to act for the good of this family and the empire anyway.

When he finished that afternoon, Lothur immediately began to act for the good of his people's victory in the war against the outside powers.

He had three Soul Bones left, so he did not hesitate to send them to his people: one to the Becker family, one to the Koch family, and the last to the Frost family.

With them, Lothur also sent messages with orders to his people, including Emperor Leopoldine, telling them what to do in the war.

They were not to kill their enemies. But Lothur warned them that they would soon receive powerful supporters and not to worry, even though this did not make much sense at first glance.

To help his group buy time, Lothur created powerful storms around the empire's threatened borders, making it impossible for even Supreme Saints to act.

Such storms would last for hours, long enough for those with Soul Bones to absorb and do what they were supposed to do.

Meanwhile, Lothur moved to the Three Great Lakes Region, one of the empire's most secluded and safe places.

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Arriving in the forested area he had left the last time he was in Leopoldine, Lothur saw the place where he had tricked his father and grandfather and sighed.

He had just heard that the old emperor had died after his departure. Though they were not close and Lothur did not value blood ties, he could not help but mourn the man.

He had not expected one of his enemies to die so suddenly!

Sighing as he stopped near where Daemon's group's headquarters had been, Lothur was soon spotted by someone.

Sensing a powerful presence in the area, a level 19 beast rose from where it lay in the ruins and looked at the level 22 creature with a gaping mouth.

But the huge red-haired ape's expression changed to a smile when it sensed something it already knew. "Lothur?"

Even though he muttered it under his breath, this beast caught the young Ritter's attention and made him look in his direction.

Seeing the beast he had encountered in this area before entering the Immortals Well, Lothur immediately understood why this creature had reached level 19.

"Oh? It looks like you used the advantage of eating the corpses well, huh?" He asked as he floated towards the beast.

Sensing that Lothur's level was far above his own, the great ape lowered his aura to zero and bowed his head to Lothur.

"Yes, Venerable One. But only I managed to become a Saint. The others either reached the peak of the Transcendent stage or raised their cultivation levels from Nascent Soul Transcendents to Divine Souls." He said with a tone of respect.

Lothur was already a Sage! He was a whole step ahead of that beast's level!

This was such a huge difference that it was not wrong to say that the difference between them was like heaven and earth.

Understanding what had happened to his beast friends, Lothur asked. "What about the humans in this area? What happened to them? Did they fight?"

"No, not at all!" The big beast said, afraid that Lothur would think his friends had done something against Daemon's group.

"Senior Daemon has been the leader of this area for a long time. We have great respect for him. So we don't fight." He said, but the truth was that they were very afraid but also grateful to Lothur.

"And he and his group are still here." He said as he looked eastward and pointed with one of his fingers. "I think one of them is coming this way now."

Lothur looked in that direction and saw a silver-haired man coming that way.

Realizing that it was Daemon, Lothur did not move, ready for the first conversation with his father in his life.

When he got close enough to his son, Daemon stopped and sighed, feeling the powerful aura emanating from the young body.

Lothur was about 20 years old but already a Sage!

'The mixture of demon and human bloodlines is really powerful.' He thought to himself. 'It is not for nothing that humans fear them so much.'

"Lothur, what are you doing here?" He asked in a neutral tone, neither fearing nor respecting the Sage before him.

Lothur looked at Daemon and said. "I will live in this place for an hour. The damned Sages of this continent are hunting me. I will go into seclusion to repay them later for what they have done to me."

"Sages of the continent?" The big beast asked.

To him and Daemon, Sages were nothing more than legends. They knew that such people existed, but the last of the Sages who had spread their name across the continent had long since passed away.

Most of these experts lived in seclusion, and when they acted, they did so using their spatial abilities to erase their traces. Thus, few knew of their movements or existence even when they fought or left their 'caves.

When they heard that some of them were after Lothur, they couldn't help but be surprised.

"But at your level, you must already be one of the strongest on the continent, right?" The beast asked.

Lothur laughed at the creature's ignorance, helping his friend and father see the world as it was. "I am still fragile. The strongest I faced was a 2nd Catastrophe Sage. And that guy only had 9 Soul Bones, and none of them were Diamond-grade bones. But I know several Soul Bones of hybrids are on the continent..."

Daemon was very intelligent and did not need to hear the rest of his son's words to guess what he was about to say. "So there are Sages with formed Spirit Bodies and at least one Diamond-grade Soul Bone."

Lothur looked at his father and said. "Someone like that should have a 3rd or 4th Catastrophe cultivation. Someone like me at 1st Catastrophe wouldn't stand a chance against them."

At the 5th stage, a cultivator's vitality increased with every disaster they overcame. As a result, Sages could live much longer than Saints, and some could even reach 50,000 years of age without using any special resources.

The accumulated cultivation of these beings was extreme, and Lothur could already perceive the strength of the monsters lurking on the continent.

He might be freer now, but he was still not far from danger!

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