The Last Primal



When Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa saw the dejected look on Aiden's face, she was suddenly reminded of his situation and could not bear to blame him.

His kin and friends were all in the North Region.

If he had any other choice, he wouldn't have chosen to reside in seclusion.

Furthermore, his Inner Core, the foundation of his supposed power was crippled.

His past was resplendent — Extreme Martial Knight realm strength, second after the Ancient One; suppressed the paragons of the righteous, religious, and fiend sects beneath the Ancient One's Palace; overwhelming everyone from the North Region; incinerating Martial Grandmasters and… lauded as the number one monster incarnate in history!

But now, he had fallen from grace and was left with nothing.

In fact, he did not even have a place that could accommodate him!

Who could endure and accept such a blow?

Initially, Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa was filled with grievance. However, after hearing Aiden's statement, she felt her heart wrench.

She said softly, "Aiden, you can come over to Pure Maiden Sect. We will protect you."

"Protect a demon?"

Aiden laughed in a self-deprecating manner.

Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa opened her mouth and seemed like she wanted to reply but eventually, nothing came forth.

While she could ignore everything, she could not guarantee that it would be the same for her sect.

Although Pure Maiden Sect was a fiend sect, they were humans.

Humans had a longstanding feud with demons and there was no way for one party to accommodate the other unless there was a blood oath signed.

Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa said, "Aiden, you can explain that you are not a demon. The Ancient One's Palace will definitely not let any demons within!"

Aiden laughed coldly, shaking his head.

Given his personality and pride, there was no way he would explain something like that personally.

In other words, even if he was willing to explain, who would believe him?

The most basic reasoning was that no demon would be able to enter the Ancient One's Palace – who wouldn't be able to understand that?

However, some people merely chose to ignore the fact.

The truth was no longer of importance.

What was important was that the entire North Region wanted Aiden dead. It did not matter even if he explained, they could term him as a demon or fiend as long as they wanted to!

"What plans do you have from now on? Are you going to just hide forever?" Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa asked.

"I'm waiting for an opportunity!"

Aiden replied gradually, "When I reappear, it will also be the time for me to leave the North Region…" '…And this world' He added inwardly.

"Leave the North Region?" Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa frowned slightly.

The North Region was way too huge with dangers lurking everywhere!

Even if Aiden was in perfect condition, it was unrealistic for him to get through the North Region unharmed, let alone now that his Martial Master was crippled.

Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa's heart skipped a beat as she blurted at the thought of a possibility, "The ancient battlefield!"

"That's right."

Aiden nodded.

The intermediate ancient battlefield would open up 15 years later.

As long as he could enter the intermediate ancient battlefield, just like his friends and the others, he would be able to head to the other regions or even the Middle Continent of the world through the teleportation points.

This time round, Aiden intended to take his little sister, Lilly, with him.

"Have you really made up your mind to leave?"

Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa could not conceal her disappointment and murmured softly with a dim gaze, "What about me- I mean my sister…"

Aiden was silent.

"She knows you so well. If even I can recognize you, she must have recognized you long ago."

Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa sighed gently. "It's just that she understands you and knows that you've got your difficulties. That's the reason why she did not force or expose you."

"It's good that she recognized me. At least she knows that I'm alive and doesn't have to worry," Aiden replied.

After a moment of silence, he continued, "After you return, pay more attention to those around her. Now that she's the empress, her movements should be kept secret. I suspect that the ambush she met here meant that there's someone that doesn't want her to return alive!"

"Don't worry, I'll do my best to help my sister."

Silence ensued between the both of them.

Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa did not say anything and merely looked at Aiden quietly.

A long time later, he said softly, "Go on back."

"Take… care then."

Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa was dejected and her eyes were swollen and red.

A moment later, she sniffed and forced a smile before faking a smile. "Let's have a final hug as a farewell."

Aiden hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Heading forward, he hugged Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa in a gentlemanly manner.

A crafty look flashed through Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa's eyes as she tilted her head and pecked Aiden on the cheek with her red lips gently.

He was stunned.

Her hair brushed by his face and he was overwhelmed by a fragrance – she had already turned and fled.

"Hehehe!"

She laughed and her eyes turned into a pair of crescent moons. She was elated without any bit of dejection at all.

"Damned demoness!"

Aiden grit his teeth.

"You're so stupid!"

Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa made a funny face at Aiden with disdain in her eyes, pouting her lips. "If you want to leave, go ahead! I can't care less!"

"You took advantage of me previously, there's no way I'm going to let you off! Hmph! I merely just collected a little bit of interest!" Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa waved her fist.

Aiden did not say anything and turned to leave.

With his back facing Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa, he did not see the sadness and reluctance in the depths of her eyes.

Even after he vanished at the edge of the ruins, a girl in pink stood alone gazing in his direction for the longest time.

Aiden returned to the old temple and pushed the doors through.

The little monk, Ming Zhen, was reciting sutras in the courtyard. When he saw Aiden, he exclaimed softly with surprise.

"Junior Brother, you're injured?"

Ming Zhen asked.

"I'm fine."

In this short period of time, the wound on his chest that was pierced by the sword had already recovered.

With a grim expression, Ming Zhen advanced and glared at Aiden's cheek, even sniffing it. "This is bad! You've got two red marks on your cheeks that have a fragrance! Junior Brother, you're poisoned!"

That was the imprint of Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa's lips that Aiden forgot to wipe. At the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, Ming Zhen had not even seen a woman before, let alone know what it was.

Aiden's expression darkened as he pushed Ming Zhen's bald head away, saying in a huff, "Bullsh*t!"

He wiped away the imprint on his cheek as he dashed into the Prayer Chamber.

Ming Zhen looked at his master who had just appeared from the doors in confusion and asked with an earnest expression, "Master, why is junior brother angry?"

"Erm… "

The old monk replied, "He might… be poisoned."

"See, I was right! He didn't believe me!" Ming Zhen pouted his lips.

Nighttime.

Aiden tidied his attire and left the Prayer Chamber for the backyard.

On this day every month, he would head over to where the red-headed ghost was for a bowl of mysterious spirit water.

The old temple looked extremely creepy under the shroud of the night skies.

The red-headed ghost sat on the ground and leaned against a tombstone with a bowl of spirit water before him – he had been waiting for a long time.

Aiden was already used to everything and drank the spirit water right away when he arrived before the red-headed ghost.

Suddenly, the red-headed ghost said, "You've got your blade with you, right?"

"Take it out and place it there."

The red-headed ghost pointed to a tombstone not far away.

Although Aiden did not understand why, he still obeyed and took out his ebony blade Rygintarth, placing it on the tombstone

.

The full moon had just risen and the cold moonlight spilled down, forming a column of light that focused on the ebony blade on the tombstone.

The bow shone with an intense spirit light!

Even without the infusion of spirit energy, the spirit patterns on the bow also had a bedazzling luster!