God Of War Dad

Lord Snow, who had narrowly escaped calamity, heaved a secret sigh of relief upon hearing Sean’s words. He was also taken aback for a moment. This was Spring’s first time coming to the capital and entering the Imperial City. She did not know what Sean’s intention was in having her follow him to the Hall of Throne. But Lord Snow knew!

Because Lord Snow knew what was underneath the underground altar within the Hall of Throne!

What it could do!

And among all of Sean’s followers, only Spring was outstanding and nearing the Bright Realm. So Sean’s intention was already self-evident when he had her come along!

To help her advance!

To create a new Bright Realm cultivator!

One must know!

Before tonight, both Lord Snow and Lord Fisher were nearing the Bright Realm. With the aid of the Soul-Devouring Array, they had both managed to break through and enter the Bright Realm in just one short night. Spring had a solid foundation. With the boost from the Soul-Devouring Array and the personal assistance of Sean, a top expert of the Bright Realm, success was almost guaranteed!

Thinking of this, Lord Snow’s heart started pounding violently. He looked at Spring’s retreating figure, his brows filled with envy. He thought to himself: “Is this the benefit of following Sean?”

“Damn it!”

“The things and realms that Lord Fisher and I obtained through exhaustive schemes and efforts, Sean can just casually grant them to Spring with a word, helping her cross the vast divide!”

“We can’t compare goods with goods discarded!”

“We can’t compare people with the dead!”

“So… No! I absolutely cannot miss this heaven-sent opportunity. I must cling onto Sean’s thigh no matter what!!!”

Not just Lord Snow!

Many Hall of Swords members also guessed Sean’s intention. They couldn’t help but light up, eyes shining bright. The reason they chose to join Hall of Swords, apart from fearing offense against Hall of Swords and inviting death upon themselves, was the greatest hope to advance further in their cultivation and break through the barrier of the Complete Stage to pursue the legendary Emperor Realm!

And now!

Sean had given them hope!

This!

How could they not be excited?

“You guys come along too!”

After climbing the ninety-five jade steps leading to the Hall of Throne entrance, Sean suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the fifteen white-clad members standing together. He gestured, “Bring Lord Fisher and the Complete Stage cultivators among the corpses. Come along!”

“Huh?”

The fifteen white-clad members looked at each other, faces filled with puzzlement. They had no idea what medicine Sean was selling in his gourd, much less knowing what great opportunity was awaiting them!

But!

Since Sean had ordered it, they naturally did not dare defy his command!

“Yes!”

The fifteen acknowledged and carried Lord Fisher’s corpse and the other Complete Stage cultivators, following along. In the process, the blood on the corpses accidentally stained their snowy white clothes, much to their annoyance and disgust!

Seeing this!

The Hall of Swords members gnashed their teeth in anger!

Annoyance???

You’re the ones who are crazy! If not for personally experiencing the terrifying might of these white-clad women before, these Hall of Swords old geezers would have rushed up and given them a beating!

Come on!

If you’re annoyed, say it out loud! Boldly reject the goodwill of your lord!

Come on!

If you’re unwilling, let us do it. We’d be happy to carry the corpses. Damn, forget carrying two, even if I had to shoulder both corpses myself to go up, I’d do it!

Truly, a full man does not know the hunger of a starving one!

“Crazy!”

Noticing the strange expressions and gazes of the Hall of Swords members, one white-clad woman couldn’t help but scoff softly!

In an instant!

The old faces of the Hall of Swords members all turned black!

Crazy…

It is you who are crazy! If not for the impending national war, they would have rushed up and given her a beating!

“Go mind your own business!”

Sean naturally also noticed the abnormality among the Hall of Swords members. He said, “If time allows, you will have your opportunities too!”

Hearing this!

The originally gnashing Hall of Swords members were instantly heartened!

“Thank you, master!”

Then they hurriedly went to handle the remaining royal guards, controlling the imperial city according to Sean’s orders!

Opportunity!

Then there was still hope!

Just as Lord Snow and the Hall of Swords members had guessed, Sean did intend to use the Soul-Devouring Array to help Spring enter the Bright Realm. He also wanted to help the fifteen white-clad women who came along to advance further!

There was no choice!

Who let them be Aunt Sandal’s personal disciples? In terms of relationship and loyalty to Sean, they were closer than the Hall of Swords members gathered from the major families of the Three Provinces. So when such good fortune came, Sean would naturally prioritize them first!

As for the Hall of Swords members…

They could only depend on luck. The national war was imminent, and there may not be enough time for everyone’s wishes to be fulfilled. Even if there was time, the pool of blood within the altar could not withstand so many people exploiting it in turns!

After dealing with Lord Fisher and Lord Snow, the first thing Sean wanted to do was to enhance their strengths, in preparation for the national war that would happen in just a few days!

“This is…”

“This is…”

Following Sean into the Hall of Throne and down into the underground altar, upon seeing the dense bloody aura and the huge pool of blood in the center of the altar, Spring and the fifteen white-clad women behind her were all shocked speechless!

They were dumbfounded!

After nearly a whole night of Lord Snow and Lord Fisher’s refining, the bloody aura within the underground altar had already reached a suffocating density. Such an environment was very suitable for cultivation, somewhat similar to within the Hill of Swords.

However!

The difference was that the Hill of Swords was filled with the abundant spiritual aura due to the Sword of God, making one feel carefree and happy there. The underground altar was the complete opposite. The dense bloody aura made the atmosphere here extremely oppressive!

“See that?”

Sean pointed to the jade pillar in the middle of the altar pool and gestured to Spring, “Sit on it and try to absorb the bloody aura emitted from the pool!”

“Then!”

“Refine it into your own, sink it into your core, and assail the true Bright Realm!”

Bright Realm!!!

Hearing these two words, Spring’s expression changed drastically as her heart shuddered. She immediately understood Sean’s intention in bringing her here!

So it was to help her break through!

The fifteen white-clad women behind also understood. At the same time, they realized why those Hall of Swords geezers had such gazes earlier!

It turns out!

They had misunderstood them…

“Don’t worry!”

Seeing Spring’s shock and slight hesitation, Sean said, “I’m very familiar with this Soul-Devouring Array. With me personally assisting you, advancing to the Bright Realm is almost guaranteed!”

Of course!

Sean was very familiar with it!

Half a year ago, it was in this very underground altar that he was almost sacrificed by King Ron. It was also here that he personally manipulated the Soul-Devouring Array and saved Cecilia’s life!

Therefore!

It was no exaggeration to say that Sean’s familiarity with the Soul-Devouring Array even exceeded King Roscoe’s. Even though the altar’s pool of blood had been modified by King Roscoe’s men, with Sean’s current strength, he could easily gain control of it!All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Thank you, General!”

Faced with the opportunity to enter the Bright Realm, even Spring could not restrain the surging tides in her heart. She did not immediately ascend the altar but sincerely bowed to Sean, “Thank you, General!”

The path of cultivation was treacherous, and getting aid from distinguished ones was truly a great kindness!

“Thank you, General!”

The fifteen white-clad women also bowed to Sean. Spring was their sister-in-arms. With the hope of breaking through the Bright Realm and ascending to join its ranks, they were naturally happy for Spring from the bottom of their hearts. They were also sincerely grateful to Sean!

“No need for such courtesy!”

Sean smiled magnanimously and urged, “The national war is imminent. Time and tide wait for no one. Go on!”

“Alright!”

Spring nodded firmly. This time she did not hesitate at all. Her toes pressed the ground as she leapt nimbly up, landing steadily on the jade pillar in the middle of the altar. She then sat down cross-legged and slowly closed her eyes!

Sean used Lord Fisher’s fresh blood to successfully activate the Soul-Devouring Array!

Next!

Sean looked to the fifteen white-clad women and said, “After Spring succeeds, you’ll each take turns going up. Rome wasn’t built in a day. Try to first reach the stage nearing the Bright Realm. As for whether you can obtain your wishes, I can’t guarantee. It’ll depend on your own talents and fortunes.”

“Mm!”

“Okay!”

They nodded in unison. Their fair hands unconsciously clenched tightly. Opportunity was right before their eyes. Success or failure could only depend on their own abilities…

…

Sean led his men to secretly control the imperial city overnight. The outside world remained unaware, not even knowing of King Roscoe’s death. They only knew that overnight, all clansmen had been captured into the imperial city by Lord Fisher and Lord Snow, with unknown fates and uncertain calamity. This made the already apprehensive commoners in the capital even more terrified!

Thus!

With the coming storm, even more commoners fled the capital with their families!

Within the tightly controlled imperial city, under the supervision of Hall of Swords members, Lord Snow “secretly” contacted the million troops of the North Kingdom to reveal the deployment of Shirine Empire’s forces near Hill Riverside!

The Hall of Swords members went along with the plan. Based on the deployment revealed by Lord Snow, they made reverse deployments, laying multiple traps and digging many pits, waiting for the day of national war!

At eight in the morning!

Spring walked out of the underground altar and Hall of Throne alone, overseeing everything. The moment everyone saw her, their eyes widened in shock!

Damn!

Spring did not intentionally conceal the terrifying aura emanating from her body. So those Hall of Swords members could clearly sense that she had broken through!

She had truly succeeded in breaking through, officially becoming a bona fide Bright Realm cultivator after just a short four hours of closed door cultivation!

Envy!

Jealousy!

Sourness!

Those old fellows of the Hall of Swords were all sour, as if they had just drank vinegar. Not just the ordinary Hall of Swords members, even people like Tim Lewis, Karen Smith, Ernest Mason, and the old monk from Campbell Family of South Province were no exceptions!

Everyone was thinking…

Good heavens!

When will it be my turn???

Looking at that majestically grand Hall of Throne, they were eagerly anticipating!!!

Time flowed by swiftly…

In the next one and a half days, about every two hours, a white-clad woman would walk out from the Hall of Throne. But there were tears of joy and woe!

For Lord Snow, Lord Fisher, and Spring, they succeeded because they were already at the stage nearing the Bright Realm previously. Their cores already contained a portion of Bright Energy, so they were relatively familiar with the hammering process of Bright Energy. Hence when the opportunity came, they were able to firmly grasp it and successfully break through. But for ordinary Complete Stage cultivators, wanting to produce Bright Energy out of nothing was not so easy!

Otherwise!

There were hundreds of Complete Stage cultivators across the Shirine Empire. In the past, there wouldn’t only be the “Four Great Kings” like General Wolf Sean, Beast King Lord Fergus, Lord Fisher, and Lord Snow who could reach the stage nearing the Bright Realm!

One and a half days!

The fifteen white-clad members of the White Army had all taken their turns. But only three succeeded in reaching the stage nearing the Bright Realm, a rate of one-fifth, which was already very high!

After all!

They were not ordinary Complete Stage cultivators. Having long bathed in the spiritual aura of the Sword of God and cultivated diligently, their foundations far exceeded ordinary Complete Stage cultivators. The magnificence of their dark energy was also much stronger than ordinary Complete Stage cultivators!

“Old monk!”

After the last white-clad woman came out looking utterly disappointed, she scanned the Hall of Swords members waiting outside the great hall. Suddenly she pointed at the old monk from Campbell Family of South Province and gestured, “The general orders you to go in alone!”

Instantly!

Everyone’s surprised gazes converged on the old monk. The same question emerged in their minds: “Damn it, who the hell is this guy???”

“Why does he get to go first???”

“Is his thing that big???”

Previously!

The Swordland people led by Ernest Mason were responsible for South Province. The Smith Family led by Karen Smith was responsible for North Province. Crane, where the Campbell Family was located, was personally handled by Spring. So apart from Spring, only the people of Crane knew why Sean would choose the old monk first!

It was very simple!

From the moment Sean returned his insignia and walked out of Hilshire Fourth Prison, through generations from Charles Campbell to Zackary, and then the old monk, the Campbell Family of South Province had gambled the entire family’s future and lives to assist Sean without reservation!

How could others compare in this sentiment???

“Good!”

“The young lad has not forgotten about me after all!”

Exchanging glances with the white-clad woman, the old monk immediately broke into a grin, smiling gleefully as pride filled his face. He swaggered out from the crowds with an air of not recognizing kin. No longer carrying the restraint and composure of a Buddhist disciple. With his bald head shining under the sun, walking complacently, he looked extremely punchable. This made the envious and jealous Hall of Swords members grit their teeth, wishing they could twist his bald head off and use it as a chamber pot!

Damn!

Too shameless!

Too infuriating!

After the old monk entered the Hall of Throne, almost all the Hall of Swords members secretly prayed and cursed: he must not succeed! He definitely must not succeed! Let’s see how arrogant he remains when he comes out later…

After two and a half hours of agony and waiting!

Finally!

Accompanied by the sounds of footsteps, everyone’s hearts shook as they immediately looked up. They saw the old monk emerging from the Hall of Throne, returning!