Chapter 42: Chapter 42
"Vorin, there is no need to lower yourself to the level of mortal creatures."
The cyan-robed youth softly reprimanded Vorin, though there was no trace of anger in his words.
He then turned to look at Magnus, who was still coughing up blood, and said indifferently. "I am Lowell Ash, and my younger brother is Vorin Ash. We hail from the Supreme Void Secret Realm, the Ancient Ash Clan of the Eastern Continent."
"We have come to the Silver Willow Imperial Palace today to ask the Emperor of Silver Willow for a small favor."
"What did you say?! You are from the Supreme Void Secret Realm?! You are members of an Ancient Clan!"
Lowell’s understated words sounded no less than a heaven-shaking thunderclap to Magnus’s ears, his expression changed drastically in an instant.
As the commander of the Imperial City gates, he naturally was not an ignorant person and was privy to certain secrets.
A Secret Realm was a spatial world opened up by someone with great divine abilities. Those capable of opening a Secret Realm had already walked extremely deep into the Deity Realm.
The Thirty-Six Ancient Clans of the Eastern Continent, Magnus knew deeply the terror of these ancient clans.
They were existences that completely towered above secular dynasties. Any single one of them could annihilate a mortal dynasty like Silver Willow overnight.
No wonder that youth from earlier was so young yet possessed such terrifying strength.
Only the terrifying forces of the ancient clans could nurture such young Heaven’s Chosen.
Such figures absolutely could not be offended. If he offended these two, it would likely bring the disaster of extermination upon Silver Willow.
"Please wait here for a moment, Your Excellencies. I will go and report immediately."
Forcefully propping up his heavily injured body, Magnus jogged all the way into the Imperial Palace. He did not run toward the Golden Phoenix Throne Hall, but headed straight for the Purple Gold Pavilion.
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"Are the two young masters truly from the Supreme Void Secret Realm’s Ancient Ash Clan?"
Watching Magnus’s panicked departure as he ignored his severe injuries, Lowell and Vorin exchanged a smile.
Suddenly, an effeminate and cold voice rang out right beside their ears.
"Who? Who is speaking?!"
Lowell’s expression changed drastically. He had not noticed the appearance of this voice in the slightest.
If this mysterious visitor harbored ill intentions, he could take both their lives in an instant.
Dao rhythm frantically circulated within Lowell’s pupils as he continuously scanned the void. Finally, he spotted a slight clue in a particular area of empty space.
Facing south, he cupped his hands and bowed. "Your Excellency’s cultivation is profound. Why hide yourself? It is unbecoming of an expert’s demeanor."
"Hahahaha, truly worthy of being disciples of an Ancient Clan. To be a mere Great Grandmaster and yet spot a hint of my concealment method. In the past hundred years, you are the first."
Directly south of Lowell, no more than a few feet away, a figure wearing a python-patterned robe slowly emerged from the void.
Seeing this person so close, Lowell’s face turned extremely ugly. He had used a secret clan technique to confirm some abnormal fluctuations from the void to the south.
But he never imagined the mysterious person was actually just a few feet away.
At such a distance, obliterating him would merely require lifting a hand.
The strength of this visitor far exceeded his imagination.
"Your Excellency truly possesses great methods. This Young Master indeed underestimated Silver Willow. I did not expect that in this barren land, in this current era, Your Excellency could actually Enter the Dao."
"Such talent and aptitude, even within the Ancient Ash Clan, would be considered a prominent figure."
Lowell knew that declaring his identity had drawn out Silver Willow’s true heaven-reaching figure. Facing such an expert, he put away the arrogance in his heart.
Allen stood suspended in the void. Looking down at the two handsome, jade-like youths below, he no longer harbored any doubts.
To become a Great Grandmaster at merely twenty years of age. Such Heaven’s Chosen, even among the Ancient Clans, were absolutely outstanding leaders of the younger generation.
"I wonder, for what matter do the two of you seek the Emperor of Silver Willow?" Allen asked.
"Rest assured, Your Excellencies. As long as my Silver Willow can be of assistance, we will definitely not stand idly by."
Seeing that Allen had shown his stance, Lowell no longer hid anything. "Senior, we have come to Silver Willow to request the Emperor of Silver Willow to find a certain person for us."
"Find a person?!"
Allen’s eyes were full of astonishment. He had thought these two ancient clan disciples were going to make some grand demand, he never expected it was simply to find someone.
"I wonder exactly who you are looking for? What is their name, and what do they look like?"
"I do not know her either. However, this person is an orphaned girl. She is currently eighteen years of age and was adopted by a mortal family."
"Senior, if your Silver Willow can use the power of the entire nation to find all orphaned girls matching these characteristics, I will definitely offer a heavy reward."
Looking at Allen in the void, Lowell smiled faintly and continued. "Your Excellency, your lifespan is insufficient. How about I offer an Eternal Pine Pill as a reward?"
"What did you say?! An Eternal Pine Pill!"
Allen’s aura suddenly surged, his eyes shining brightly, his heart extremely unsettled.
"That is correct. As long as Your Excellency can accomplish this matter for me, I am willing to take out a treasured Eternal Pine Pill from my clan and present it to Senior."
"Good. However, I want two pills."
Lowell did not mind Allen’s haggling and straightforwardly agreed. "Alright, two pills it is."
"The two of you can rest entirely assured. Half a month from now, I will bring you all the orphaned girls in the Silver Willow dynasty who match these characteristics."
Leaving behind this sentence, Allen’s figure quietly faded into the void.
Inkwood Academy, in a corner by the window.
Adam picked up a scroll by his desk and began to read.
The scroll recorded a legend, a rumor that had not yet been confirmed by any definitive ancient history.
According to ancient lore, there was a Primordial Tree of Time between heaven and earth.
