Re:Immortal - Chapter 167

“Why did you do that?” Addi asked Omis with a frown.

Feigning ignorance, Omis replied. “Did what?”

“The boy, why you impart him with a cultivation method?” Adding asked again.

“Oh that, well he just looked very pitiful.” Smiled Omis.

This only caused Addi’s frown to deepen as he glared at him. “This is no joking matter you brat!”

Chuckling, Omis answered with a reassuring smile. “Oh old man, you worry too much. That kid has the air of a protagonist surrounding him!” He said with conviction, yet that only served to confuse Addi even more.

“Come on, did you not hear his speech when faced with monsters that threatened to take his life? He didn’t back down but instead raised his sword unyieldingly to fight as he cursed the heavens! That’s a protagonist in the making I tell you.” Explained Omis while nodding, the more he thought about the kid the more impressed he turned.

Addi looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot before asking with a frown. “He would have just died had you not interfered, what protagonist non-sense are you babbling about?”

Shaking his head in disappointment, Omis spoke. “You really underestimate a main character’s aura Addi, that’s bad.”

“What the hell are you talking about?!” Unable to control himself any longer Addi yelled.

“Listen Addi, trust me on this, that kid screams protagonist all around, he is surrounded by the main character’s halo, and I would bet that even if I did not interfere he would have simply woke up to some special power and miraculously survived, or some old grandpa would jump in to save him then end up accepting him as a disciple and teaching him to cultivate. So, I took the chance to be the first one to help hence sowing a bit of good karma between us.” Patiently explained Omis with a smile as if he had it all figured out.

Hearing all that, Addi simply stared at Omis with a dumbfounded expression before mumbling to himself. “The bastard finally lost it.”

“Tsk, I can hear you old fart!” Replied Omis with a click of his tongue.

Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Addi let out a sigh of defeat as he asked. “Whatever, crying over the dead is useless. What technique did you end up giving him?”

“Ah, well about that, do you remember back when I had that old bet with Mad saber?” Said Omis.

Addi’s expression suddenly turned dark as he glared at him and replied. “Yes, don’t tell me you!”

Hurriedly waving his hands in dismissal, Omis answered. “No, no that. I’m not stupid to impart him with Mad saber’s technique.”

“Then what?” Asked Addi, his frowned brows relaxed.

“Since he seemed to have a talent for the sword, and I coincidentally also had a second-rate sword art that I won from Mad Saber-” Before he could finish, Addi asked as he eyes Omis in suspicion.

“Second rate?”

“Of course, Mad Saber’s main weapon was not the sword after all.” Smiled Omis.

“What’s the name of the sword art?” Asked Addi unconvinced.

“I think it was something called, The heaven-defying sword?” Omis replied with uncertainty.

Creasing his brows, Addi stroked his white beard deep in thought as he tried to remember. “The heaven-defying sword? Although the name sounds impressive, I don’t think I ever heard about such sword art. Maybe it really is second-rate?”

“You worry too much Addi, let’s just go, not as of we’ll ever meet the kid again,” Omis spoke reassuringly as he patted Addi’s shoulder.

The duo then slowly made their way toward the capital all the while carefully hiding their real cultivation base. Once they reached the giant walls of the city, a strong oppressive force field seemed to force all cultivators down from the sky.

“Looks like flying is prohibited in the capital.” Said Omis. The force field was most likely the work of a strong formation, anyone below the Profound Immortal level would be forced to the ground.

“En, let’s just go. No need to make any scene.” Answered Addi.

“En, after you.” Replied Omis with a smile.

As if remembering something, Omis’s eyes flashed before he asked Addi as the duo made their way towards the line of people who waited for their turn to get inside. “Doesn’t this feel a bit familiar?”

“The Song Kingdom.” Answered Addi.

“Yes! I wonder how little Lee-Lee is doing.” Mumbled Omis.

“She has both your offensive technique and my footwork ones and her talent was not so bad. It’s only a matter of time before a new hero would rise back in the mortal realm.” Answered Addi as he recalled the cute little girl.

“True.” Raising his head to peek at the long line of people ahead of them, Omis’s eyes seemed to shine brighter for a second before they reverted back to normal, he then turned to Addi and asked.

“It seems like to get inside one needs to have some sort of identity card and pay a fee. Needless to say, our currency would probably not be accepted here. What do we do?”

Scanning the surroundings, Addi’s gaze seemed to look at the tall wall of the capital, his hollow white eyes seemed to be searching for a way to sneak in.

Before he could say anything however a luxurious chariot pulled by four majestic war-horses stopped next to the duo, a small group of bodyguards surrounded the cart.

Omis and Addi turned to glance at it as the squad of armed cultivators swiftly moved to the side and formed a neat row, a cultivator who stood by the closed door glanced at Omis and loudly spoke.

“The young miss of the Four Peaks Trading house invites the young master to join her for a date inside the capital.” Loudly announced the cultivator leaving behind a very confused Omis and Addi.

The commotion seemed to catch the attention of all those waiting in line as all eyes turned to fall on Omis and Addi, closely observing them.

“The young miss of the Four Peaks Trading House? Is that the mysterious one who never showed her face?” Asked someone from the crowd.

“I heard that her beauty was enough to topple nations, that’s why the master of the Trading House forbid her from showing her face in public!” Added another person.

“Oh! For the young lady of the Four Peaks Trading House to invite this person on a date, just who is he?”

“Now that I think about it, isn’t he a little bit too handsome?!”

“Tsk, how is it possible for a person to look this good?”

The commotion only seemed to grow bigger as more people turned their gaze towards Omis. Seeing that Addi frowned in annoyance as he muttered.

“I knew he should have disguised himself, no cultivator should look this perfect.” He grumbled.

Omis who was the center of all of this had an enigmatic face on with his hands behind his back and his chin raised high. His entire body seemed to exude the air of a mysterious celestial.

‘Ah, what to do Addi, another beauty seems to have been captivated by my face.’ He saidcausing a divine message.

Hearing that, Addi was speechless as he inwardly lamented on his bad luck.

‘I shouldn’t have agreed to this…’