Murim Recurve - Chapter 269

“Mokshu Pe’Cha…Pe’Cha…” Re’Fua frowned, “I seem to have heard her name before.”

“Mokshu Pe’Cha…right, I remember now,” Re’Gra became slightly excited as his eyes widened, gazing at Re’Rel, “Brother’s standards are too high.”

“What do you mean by that?” Re’Rak was confused for a moment, frowning when he noticed the gazes of his children. Re’Kha and Re’Dha didn’t seem aware of it, but Re’Fua and Re’Gra seemed to know the person of discussion.

Re’Gra looked at Re’Bah, “Mom, she’s titled Maiden of the Kite. She was awarded that title after creating her own Pranic Art. She’s young, but through some fortuitous encounter, she gained enlightenment to create her Pranic Art. She’s the record holder for the fastest creation of a Pranic Art in the water element now and was awarded the title only a month ago. You haven’t been to the Water Sect for quite some time, so you might not have heard about it. After the Kalhas retreated, I got a letter from my friend in the Water Sect. He talked about her in passing.”

“Yeah,” Re’Fua too nodded, “I too heard of her name when I was departing from the Southern Sect. It seems the information is only being circulated through the Sects for now. But soon, it would be leaked into the public.”

She then looked at Re’Rak, “Dad, if you want big brother to marry someone like her, you have to move fast. Even the Royal Clans might be thinking of roping someone like her through marriage.”

“So, it’s like that, huh.” Re’Rak nodded, deep in thought.

In the meantime, Re’Bah made eye contact with Re’Rel, noticing his slightly anxious expression, “Don’t worry. Your mother will take care of it.”

Re’Rel looked into her eyes, watching at her confident expression as he beamed with a smile, nodding in response. His mother wasn’t one to beat about the bush or state anything without a certain level of confidence. If she gave her word, it was as good as a done deal.

Re’Bah looked at her husband, “I’m sure our son is a great match for her.”

“Then,” She looked at Re’Gra, waving her hand as the head servant brought her a box. She pushed it towards him, saying, “I got you a gift to hone your abilities.”

“A Gift for me?” Re’Gra was confused for a moment, looking around as he failed to understand why. He had no noteworthy achievements to speak about. If anyone were to receive a gift from Re’Bah, it ought to be Re’Rel, who has accomplished a lot, Re’Fua, who was making a name for herself, or Re’Kha, who had been making a lot of contributions from the start.

But thinking of the recent blunder by Re’Kha, he knew she wouldn’t receive anything from Re’Bah. But no matter what, he hadn’t done anything. Curious, he looked at the box, opening it in anticipation as the contents within were revealed.

For a moment, he was stupefied, lost for words. Rather, he wasn’t even able to believe his eyes, feeling as if he was in a dream. The other siblings, except Re’Kha, were stupefied too, looking at their mother in bewilderment.

Even though she knew of it beforehand, Re’Kha acted like she too was shocked. After all, in the box was a hammer, a Magic Artifact. Moreover, the reason for their expression was because this Hammer Magic Artifact was enough to cause a family’s rise to power.

After all, it was the tool used in the creation of Magic Artifacts. Even the elemental weapons produced by it would be top-notch.

“Without a hammer, your talents would be wasted. This is my gift for you to achieve your dreams.” Re’Bah smiled casually.

As for Re’Gra, he was still in his reverie, touching the tip of the Hammer Magic Artifact as he felt its coldness, the solidity, and the abundant Water Qi within it, “It’s real!”

He held the hammer in his hands, forgetting everything else as he seemed entranced by it, forcing his Will on it as he unleashed his Water Qi, soon creating a bond with it. And, the moment he activated it, the hammer produced a hum and radiated blinding blue radiance, for a moment making everyone feel as if they were within the ocean.

He then deactivated it as tears formed in his eyes, overjoyed, breaking out of his lazy character as he became hyper, intending to wield it immediately. “Dad, where is our stash of Water Qi rich items?”

“I’ll show them to you in the evening. You can start working on them after that.” Re’Rak laughed, clearly pleased with his son’s enthusiasm. He knew that with enough spirit, his son would excel in the field.

As long as they had a path to develop themselves, he would be content with them.

Re’Bah then announced, “I have bought a Water Qi Essence. We have enough for the next decade to use in our personal meditation room. We no longer need to waste our resources to use the Clan’s common meditation room. When you wish to meditate, use that.”

Finally, she faced Re’Kha, “Now, the Elders have summoned everyone to gather in the main hall during noon. They’ll be discussing about the Magic Artifact you have lost. What do you plan to do? And,” Only now did she looked at Re’Kha seriously, “Why haven’t you returned home until now if you were fine.”

“She wasn’t fine,” Re’Rak said, “And, she isn’t responsible for losing that damn Magic Artifact. If anything, the Central Lake Head has to take the blame.”

“If it was just due to her plotting, it would have been easy,” Re’Bah countered, gazing at Re’Kha as she spoke, “Well, I didn’t train you to be silent. So, what do you think?”

“Burmat Re’Kya too was involved,” Re’Kha sighed, feeling stifled at the atmosphere, “Whatever might have been the case, since I was the one wielding the Magic Artifact, the blame would only fall on me, since the Clan lent it to me in the first place.”

Upon hearing her answer, Re’Bah smiled a little, “As long as you understand that. Then, how do you plan to manoeuvre through it in the presence of the Elders?”