Chaos Devourer System - Chapter 657: Jumong World

Chapter 657: Jumong World

“Hmm, he is at the undying rank too,” Zeras mused to himself, sensing the mild vibration oozing from the old man.

Even though he seemed old and looked as if he could fall dead anytime soon, the aura from him was unmistakable.

He was the perfect definition of a wolf hiding in sheep’s clothing.

“Might I ask why you come into our humble abode? Is there something we can help you with?” the old man asked with an amiable smile.

“We seek nothing from you at all. We have only come here a few hours ago for an expedition, you may say, and my cat seemed to just walk off.

That is why I have come searching for him. Might I ask what all this is about?” Zeras said, referencing the strange events that were previously ongoing.

“MEOW!” Suddenly, the old man made a cat sound before tapping his staff on the ground. Immediately, the clan began leaving the area, moving back to their abode.

“Come, this is not the place to discuss such a thing,” the old man said to him. Zeras followed after him, and they moved to an area far away from the square, soon coming before a lonely bamboo house, with quite the peaceful garden surrounding it.

On the green grass lay two mats, separated by a wooden table. The old man beckoned for him to sit down as he headed into the house, soon walking out with a tray containing a large mug and two cups.

“A little tea, good for the mind and soul,” he said, picking up the mug, his hand showing expertise as he poured the dark-colored tea into both bamboo cups before settling it down and picking up his cup.

“Hope it hasn’t been hard in our small jungle area,” he said, raising his cup before taking a gulp and settling it down. Only then did Zeras also take a gentle sip, finding the tea more than bitter, yet he got a freezing feeling in his chest, causing his body cells to mysteriously relax, and feeling more at peace in the place.

“We have been lucky,” Zeras replied to him as the man chuckled.

“Then I must say you’re very lucky, as just a few kilometers away is the residing clan of the Komodo dragons.

They are not very friendly to anything that walks on two legs and might have been quite the headache for you to deal with.

You really must have had it lucky,” he said, warning Zeras of the danger that he had missed by the skin of his teeth.

“You seem very well versed around the place,” Zeras replied, willing to glean more information.

“Of course. As you might already guess, I’m the priest of my humble Blood Void cat clan.”

“Hmm, Blood Void cat?” Zeras repeated to himself while taking a sip, as his head couldn’t help but think of Fluffy. But Fluffy was a Void cat, and he didn’t know there was another Void cat species with their name beginning with Blood.

“Our clan has been here for close to 5,000 years now, and we have seized quite the territory and command for ourselves in this Forest Jumong World,” he explained, as Zeras hummed.

“Jumong World, huh?” he thought. He had seen this area contained both the forest, the places of lava, and those of crumbled mountains. But he could guess everything was referred to as the Jumong World, and the place he was in was the Forest Jumong World where the Blood Void Cat clan is based.

“Born and bred here, that’s what you seem to me,” Zeras complimented as the old man chuckled wildly. He really loved chuckling a lot.

“You can say that. Since you have just arrived here, you must definitely not know very much about here. Let me explain to you.

This entire realm is known as Jumong by every aboriginal living within, and it is divided into four major areas.

They are the Forest Area, the Lavaground Area, the Pit Mountain Area, and the Devil’s Abode Area,” he began, as Zeras listened attentively.

“There’s no particular hierarchy in these four places since no aboriginals of a particular area can survive much in another area.

It will be difficult for our Blood Void cat to survive anywhere save for the Forest Area.

So crossing each territory is close to impossible, and that also makes very little to be known about the area, not like much is needed to be known in the first place,” he said, chuckling.

“Still, there are hierarchies for the over 200 races in every area, and that includes our Forest Area too. Crossing territories, though possible, might often lead to instant death.

Welcoming strangers from other territories is not something any territory will welcome, as backbiting is definitely a thing to be watched out for.”

“Reasonable,” Zeras replied as he thought about it.

In such an area where supremacy is sought and the ground is not very much for everyone, then the fight for territory is probably the most major of all laws.

Learning about the enemy’s terrain and number, which should be possible if strangers are allowed in, would be more than fatal. It was more than understandable.

What he didn’t understand though was that if strangers are not allowed, then why is he sitting down with him and being served warm tea? Shouldn’t they have gone for the kill?

“In the Forest Jumong Area, the hierarchy is divided into three: the upper races, the middle races, and the lower races.

The hierarchies are a symbol of protection and strength for each clan, and the higher the hierarchy is, the lower the possibility of it getting infiltrated or taken.

The lower hierarchies are to expect every large war by the higher hierarchies who might want more territory,” he explained, resulting in a nod from Zeras.

It was just like in the upper realm, where the third-grade clans try to get one of their own into the supreme sect in order for protection against eventual infiltration.