Death... and me



Roan glanced at Unitten with a dark expression. "I have no interest in being sect master of anything. I'm going there just to learn more, that's all."

Unitten didn't take that seriously. "Well, we will see in the future when you find out the advantages of having a higher position in the sect. By the way, take this move." He then finalized his turn by bringing out a unit on the left of the battlefield board.

Roan looked at that and nodded. "Not bad, not bad at all. You managed to hide this Unit until this point... too bad I have the numbers of this battle in my head from the start. I knew a few were missing, so I also separated a little gift for you." Roan then brought out his hidden unit to face Unitten's. He even had a few more to send, which proved crucial.

In the end, Roan was the victor of their little battlefield board game. However, this time, it took almost an hour for the game to finish, a stark contrast to what Roan did to all the young disciples of the Lincae Sect. Roan had to admit the old man knew what he was doing. "I will admit, this was th first game I had where I had fun."

Unitten pondered about the move that led to his demise and smiled. "No doubt about that. It is fun when both sides know what they are doing. To think you were counting the units during the battle on the other fronts. Great attention to detail. So, how about it? Another game?"

Roan shook his head and got up. "I would be happy to, but I'm busy right now. I only came because the disciple of your sect insisted it wasn't a good idea to make you wait. I gave you your game, and now I need to leave. There is no need to worry, though. I'm very interested in your Lincae Sect and will pay a visit later."

Unitten also got up. "Our airships are leaving today, and so are the airships of most of the powers of our country. You should stay and come with us."

"Maybe," Roan nodded. "Unfortunately, I don't know how long it will take for me to finish my business here in the city. Worst case scenario, I will use the Teleport Formations to teleport straight to your sect."

Seeing that Roan was adamant about leaving, Unitten didn't insist anymore. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on the boy, after all. "That's fine too. I will leave a few disciples in the city and give you their contact number. When you are ready, just contact them, and they will give you passage through our teleport formations."

Unitten made his way out of the door. "Come, I'll see you off."

Roan nodded, and both walked through the airship.

"Still, I have to say, you truly don't look like a kid at all. If reincarnation wasn't impossible in this Universe, I would say you were some old geezer from some time in the past," Unitten spoke while laughing.

"Reincarnation?" Roan got puzzled. "I didn't even know it was impossible."

Unitten already expected as much. "That is normal. This is the kind of topic you would only hear after you reach the Transition Realm. In any case, the Werdlem Empire made it impossible to reincarnate with one's past memories. Once someone dies, regardless of cultivation, they will not bring any memories with them. Don't ask me why, though. I have no idea."

Roan immediately contacted Rean. 'Did you hear that?'

Rean was already preparing a few things inside a workshop he had just rented. 'I did. They made it impossible to bring one's memories to the next life... No doubt the Werdlem Empire did something to the Reincarnation Path in this Universe's Underworld. Well, that's not our problem.'

'True, ' Roan agreed with that much. 'I still want to go and take a look later, though. I'm curious about this Universe's underworld.'

Rean didn't mind. 'Sure, why not? We just need the necessary cultivation to force an opening. Or perhaps we can find something similar to our Temporal Path back in Lisan Universe. Regardless, this is a talk for the future.'

Rean continued. 'It does play in our favor, though. Even if we do a lot of crazy things, no one will believe we are reincarnations.'

Roan finally reached the deck with Unitten. By now, a disciple already passed him the CD numbers of the disciples Unitten commented earlier. "Alright, I'm off. See you later in the Lincae Sect." He quickly jumped out of the ship and flew down.

Seeing Roan gone, Unitten turned back and returned to the ship. At the same time, he passed over new orders. "We are leaving tomorrow. Let everyone know so they won't lose the trip."

"Yes, Sect Master!" The other members immediately accepted the orders and began to pass the message to all the other disciples.

Using his soul connection with Rean, Roan easily found the workshop Rean rented. He could tell that it had a Spiritual Sense Blocking formation, which was necessary. Well, Rean could build one himself in case there wasn't one. Inside, he saw Rean already working on his sword. "Oh, you here. Come, infuse your Dark Element. The metals I bought in the auction should turn into quite nice weapons for us at this level."

Roan did as he was told, helping Rean forge his new Black Star. It wasn't anywhere near as good as the one Rean had back in Lisan, but it was definitely above anything a Core and Soul Fusion Realm cultivator could acquire in this world.

Once the sword was done, Rean switched to forge Roan's White Star Scythe. However, before he started, he had to ask. "Right, do you still want a Sctyhe? I can make pretty much anything here."

Roan pondered a bit. The Scythe was a good choice simply because it was a type of weapon that very few knew how to fight against. To Roan, any weapon was good enough. "Just make another Scythe. It is serving its purpose."

"As you wish," Rean smiled and began his work again.

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