Death… And Me

\'I\'ve been thinking about it,\' Roan answered. \'However, it is pretty much guaranteed that it carries another name here. Besides, if it is considered something too important or rare, they might raise questions as to why we need such an item.\'

Rean agreed it was best to not risk it. \'Alright, let\'s keep a low profile.\' Well, the last thing you could say was that they were keeping a low profile...

Before Amelia began to speak, Diliy, the sect master of the World Splitting Sect, came forward to talk to Rean. "Asterix, I believe? I\'m Diliy, the Sect Master of the World Splitting Sect. How about it, boy? Your talent for the sword is superb, so why don\'t you come to my Sect? If you are serious about following the path of the sword, you couldn\'t do worse than taking my offer. I might even take you as a Disciple in name."

Rean would be lying if he said he didn\'t expect someone to invite him. However, he didn\'t expect the Sect Master himself to come over to extend an invitation. It was then that he had an idea. "Senior is too polite. Unfortunately, this little one has no intention of marrying at the moment."

"Ma...marrying?" Diliy\'s expression changed. "What are you talking about?"

Rean showed a \'pained\' expression before pointing at Tomoe in the middle of the World Splitting Sect disciples. "That young lady insists she wants to marry me, but my heart exists for the sword and nothing else. Sorry, senior, but I can\'t go."

Diliy immediately cast a death glare at Tomoe in the distance. He knew Tomoe. Of the women in the sect, she was one of the most talented ones, being even a Core Disciple. Yet, he put a lot more importance on Rean than her at the moment. "Do not bother this young man anymore. Do you understand me?"

Rean felt great about himself. He was able to use the Sect Master to remove this problem... or so he thought. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I refuse!" Tomoe stomped her foot on the ground, her expression resolute. "He is mine! I won\'t give him to anyone even if I die. As a Sword Cultivator, I know no retreat. My heart is as convict as my sword, and that won\'t change even if it is Sect Master who is asking."

Rean felt like crying. He just wanted to get the lass out of his back, but with such an answer, she might die in the Sect Master\'s hand instead. That\'s not what he wanted for the woman. She might be insisting on this marriage thing, but she didn\'t have a bad heart.

Diliy\'s expression turned even darker before his cultivation began to circulate. Immediately, Tomoe felt a huge Spiritual Energy pressure weighting her down. Diliy was a Peak Transition Realm expert, after all. "Are you going against the Sect Master\'s orders?"

Tomoe gritted her teeth, and blood began to run down. Her bones felt like cracking at any moment. Yet, she didn\'t kneel. Her heart didn\'t allow her to kneel. None of the Core Disciples of the World Splitting Sect would ever kneel. "I... am not giving him... up!"

Diliy finally lost his patience and took out his sword. A Sword Intent that didn\'t lose to the one Rean used spread forth. Finally, Diliy made a slashing movement, sending a splitting wave of Spiritual Energy that Tomoe could never expect to defend against. Still, Tomoe faced it with a straight face. If she was to die for her convictions, then so be it!

"Wait!" Rean finally couldn\'t take it anymore. "Don\'t kill her!"

The Splitting Spiritual Energy suddenly disappeared just a few centimeters from Tomoe\'s face. Diliy looked at Rean, puzzled. "I thought you wanted to get rid of this problem."

Rean sighed in response. "Well, yes... but not to the point where she has to be killed. Forget it. If she wants to pursue me, let her do it."

"What about my offer to enter the World Splitting Sect?" That was what Diliy was more interested in, though.

Rean scratched the back of his head and could only nod in the end. "Fine, I will pay your sect a visit, and we will see. However, I\'m not promising anything!"

"That\'s enough for now," Diliy put his sword away with a smile. He was certain that once Rean... or Asterix, for that matter... experienced what the World Splitting Sect had to offer, he would not be able to refuse anymore.

Diliy then walked back to his seat, but not before leaving a few words for his subordinate nearby. "Give that girl Tomoe an increase in cultivation resources. She didn\'t back down to the very end. That\'s the kind of disciple our World Splitting Sect needs."

"Yes, Sect Master." His subordinate quickly nodded.

Rean heard that, and his mouth twitched a little. \'Say, Roan... doesn\'t it feel like I fell for some trap?\'

Roan nodded slightly. \'It was a trap, and at the same time, it wasn\'t. I looked into the guy\'s face. He was going to truly kill the girl if you hadn\'t intervened. There was no hesitation in his heart whatsoever. This is the most difficult type to deal with... I like him.\'

Rean glanced at Roan. It wasn\'t every day Roan complimented someone. \'Sigh... whatever. We are going to disappear later, so let\'s ignore it for now. Besides, there seems to be someone interested in you as well.\'

A moment later, the same old man from the Lincae Sect came from his seat. "Your name is Obelix, right? Why don\'t you join my Lincae Sect? We are a sect focused on the art of warfare. I\'m sure you can improve even more there."

"Alright," Roan nodded without thinking twice.

\'Is that really okay?\' Rean asked through their connection.

\'You said it yourself, we will disappear soon. Why should I bother discussing it with him?\' Roan explained. \'Just accept everything and forget about it. Simple, fast, and convenient.\'

And as always, any Golden Tickets and Stones are welcome. ;)