Inside a massive cavern filled with thick poisonous energies, the cavern was extremely mundane, with only a small stone bed, and few chairs, and a small bookshelf in a corner.
At this moment, a handsome middle-aged man in plain black robes and a curvaceous woman wearing a revealing dress, showcasing her pale white, tone abdomen and deep ample cleavage, and both with them had sharp black horns and small scales on their pale faces.
They were sitting on those chairs as they looked at Virulent kneeing before them with contemplating yet baffled eyes. They were the Patriarch of the Vile Horn Snake Tribe, Benedict and his first wife, Iyla, as well as Virulent's biological parents.
After getting permission to enter, Virulent had just described to them what happened in the dimension, and they both were shocked and in disbelief.
"So, you're saying a mysterious being with unfathomable might have infiltrated from the Ice Lion's word side, and he claimed to be a ruler of this peculiar temple dimension? Now he has given us three days to succumb to his rule, or he will destroy the dimension core? Am I getting it, right?" Iyla gently summarized what she understood from Virulent's description.
Although it looks like she was gentle and harmless, in truth, Iyla was the true brain of the Vile Horn Tribe, and she held the title of Wise Mother!
Virulent nodded without hesitation, "Indeed. Wise Mother, I've personally witnessed that person turning half of our city into a wasteland by a move, and he can move like blinking.
"Furthermore, as I mentioned before, this temple dimension had unheard of in our world, and even if it had appeared, I'm pretty sure no one snake enough would disclose its existence!"
Iyla deeply looked Virulent, who seemed to be agitated but also ecstatic and couldn't find any hint of falsehood in her words. However, Virulent words were extremely absurd and hard to believe.
But they both know Virulent wasn't someone who spouts nonsense as she deeply cared about her tribe, not to mention she was arrogant and won't submit to just anyone unless someone could completely crush her ego. As a matter of fact, even these two weren't capable of that!
ραΠdαsΝοvel.cοm So, they had no choice but to believe her, even if it was an absurd notion.
"How am I in comparison with him?" Benedict coldly questioned at this moment.
If Iyla was brains, then he was the strength of this tribe, the strongest person of his generation and in the whole tribe. So, it was only natural for him to compare himself with this mysterious existence.
Virulent knows her father too well, and she can sense his fighting spirit, and she knows what he is thinking.
But thinking about Cyrus might, she knew even her father would be swallowed by that pitch-black river.
So, she had to stop him before he did something he regretted, even if it means to speak out of her boundaries which she had never thought she was capable of doing before.
She seriously said, "Patriarch… Father! Please don't go and provoke him. Trust me, I've never seen something so powerful before, and I gave in for this exact reason. I mean no disrespect, but even you are not capable of bearing that domineering might of his."
A hint of astonishment surfaced in both of her parents' eyes before Benedict's eyes went cold with a hint of anger as a faint pressure suddenly surged and weighed down on Virulent.
However, unlike Benedict's remembered, Virulent didn't tremble under his pressure at all, which could only mean two things. One, she was either fearless after she faced an even more terrifying aura than his, or she had forgotten how to feel fear.
The chances of the latter happening were almost zero, so it was probably the former case!
"Alright, dear, don't get angry. Do you doubt our obedient daughter would disrespect you? Instead, she cares about you, and knowing your personality, she didn't want you to do something we all regret." Iyla finally chimed in with a faint smile, "I think we should meet with this Lust Emperor first, and if he's as terrifying as our daughter claimed him to be, then it's not a bad idea to submit to him.
"Don't forget our cultivation progress has been standstill for many years now. This might be our chance to enter a new realm. 1st and 2nd Elders are also getting old, and their lifespan will end if they break into Grade-8. So, I think we should at least take this chance and broaden our horizons."
Benedict fell into a contemplated silence after hearing Iyla's logical explanation. It was just as she said, they were both stuck in their own realms, and he had also been searching for a way to enter a new realm for years.
Yet, it was far easier said than done. It was just the case for him, but no one in the lightless continent has broken the limit of grade-8 for several centuries now. The only person who succeeded has long vanished from this world without a trace.
That's why even something as pound and arrogant as him was willing to lower his head if this predicament could be solved and they could enter the legendary grade-9 beast realm.
Virulent was also looking hopefully at him, as this was exactly the reason why she wanted her tribe to take this chance.
In the end, Benedict grumbled, "Alright. Let's go and meet with this Lust Emperor." Then he looked at delirious Virulent with a warning gaze, "But if he turned out to be a fraud, I'd kill him. And you will be grounded until you enter the Early 8-Grade, and you will also marry without any more resistance!"
"Oh, that's a good idea. This way, she won't be able to run away from her responsibilities anymore. What do you think, little girl? Care to gamble on this mysterious Lust Emperor?" Iyla giggled as she liked this idea very much.
Virulent was taken aback before her expression clouded since marriage was something she had been running away from since she didn't like anyone since no one was worthy enough in her eyes.
But then Cyrus's peerless appearance suddenly surfaced in her mind, and her heart raced slightly. She took a deep breath and smiled confidently, "I will do anything as long I am proven to be wrong!"
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