SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

"Yes, call my daughter as well." Patriarch Asura ordered and moved into his study room.

Inside the dimly lit study room of the Demonic Tree Sect patriarch…

Patriarch Asura sat before his massive stone desk, his fingers tracing the lines of a letter with furrowed brows. He is staring at the letter sent by Serpent Maga of the wizard association.

Along with the information about the god of storm inheritance, the Serpent Maga mentioned the 'Lust goddess inheritance'.

After reading that news, patriarch Asura became more drawn into the matter. He took out a few manuals from his storage ring and began checking for specific details about the Lust goddess inheritance.

Moments later, nine of the sect's most elite disciples, along with Princess Mona, the patriarch's daughter, stood in a solemn line before him. The room was silent, save for the soft rustle of robes and the crackle of the flames. Asura's piercing gaze swept over each of them before he closed the ancient manuals spread out on his desk with a decisive thud.

"I have gathered you here for a matter of great importance," Asura began, his voice resonating with authority. "The inheritance ground you are entering belongs to The God of Storm. This is an opportunity we cannot miss. You must prepare yourselves with every treasure and artifact that can aid you in this endeavor. The dangers are immense, but the rewards are beyond measure."

He paused, letting his words sink in. The disciples stood in silent awe, their faces reflecting a mixture of determination and trepidation. Asura then distributed a collection of rare treasures, each designed to protect against lightning and other perils. The disciples received them with deep bows, their gratitude evident in their solemn expressions.

"You have your tasks," Asura continued. "Do not fail our sect's name. If it is necessary, don't hesitate to kill other disciples."

As the disciples turned to leave with a quick nod, Asura's gaze fixed on his daughter. "Mona, stay."

Princess Mona, her dark eyes mirroring her father's intensity, stepped forward. "What is it, Father?" she asked in a steady voice.

Asura walked towards her, his expression softening slightly. He placed a small bundle of golden papers, bound by silver wires, into her hands. "This is your target. You are not to concern yourself with the Storm God inheritance. Your mission is to secure the items that grant the Lust Goddess inheritance."

Mona's eyes widened slightly as she looked at the bundle in her hands. "The Lust Goddess inheritance?" she echoed, her voice a mix of curiosity and resolve.

"Yes," Asura confirmed, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "The Serpent Maga's letter mentioned its presence within the inheritance ground. There may be nine Storm God inheritances across the nine realms, but there is only one Lust Goddess inheritance. Its value is unparalleled. You must secure it for our sect."

He stepped closer, his gaze boring into hers. "Go to the Treasury and take whatever you need. This task is of utmost importance. The success of our sect rests on your shoulders."

Mona nodded, her expression resolute. "I will not fail you, Father," she promised.

Asura placed a hand on her shoulder, a rare gesture of affection. "I have faith in you, my daughter. Bring back the inheritance and ensure our sect's dominance for generations to come."

With a final nod, Mona left the study, her mind already racing with plans. She made her way to the Treasury, the path illuminated by the eerie green flames that lined the corridors of the Demonic Tree Sect.

In the treasury, Mona selected the most potent artifacts and protective charms; each item is a rare one that has been resting in the treasury for hundreds of years.

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Outside the cauldron store, Kent, Fatty, and Tata Lan stood with serious faces. Even though the food cost more than 3000 mana stones, it is just pea nuts for Tata Lan. Fatty is smiling gleefully as he succeeded in the task of leeching Tata Lan.

"So, tell me your opinion, big brother. I won't force you if you reject my request." Tata Lan asked with a dub face as she thought Kent would reject her.

But Kent smiled at the depressed face of chubby Lan. "It's okay, you can come with me. But on few conditions."

"Thank you… Thank you so much, big brother." A wide smile appeared on Tata Lan's face as she almost hugged Kent.

"Hey, dumpling, didn't you hear what my master said? Listen to his conditions first." Fatty retorted with a loud smirk.

Tata Lan completely ignored Fatty as she requested Kent to speak his conditions.

Kent put on a serious face and said, "First of all, I won't save your life in case of any danger that can threaten my life. Second, you should follow my command without asking questions. The third one is, if I feel anything wrong with your behavior or feel suspicious of you, I will ask you to leave me in the next second without any reason.

If you are okay with these three, meet me at the entrance of the inheritance ground. Until then, don't disturb me."

Kent said everything in one go and turned around to leave. Fatty laughed at the dumbfounded face of Tata Lan and followed Kent. "Hey spoiled tomato, you have plenty of time to find a lolicon male. So, find one and leave my master in peace." Fatty uttered after moving to a safe distance and ran away without giving Tata any chance to beat him.

After leaving Tata Lan, Kent directly went to the old inn where Peak Master Porus was waiting for him with a serious face.

Porus, who stood outside the room, quickly called Kent after seeing him. Both Porus and Kent went inside the room, and Porus closed the door behind and put on a sound barrier.

"What happened, master?" Kent asked with a confused face, as he didn't understand the mysterious state of peak master Porus.

"Shhh… take a look at this." Porus whispered as he passed a palm-sized wooden box to Kent.

Kent eyes went wide as he opened the box.

"Master, where did you get this?!!!"

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