To Walk The Mist - 82 Nti Anem

“Are there any other who wish to lay their complaints?” he asked, scanning the contestants.

“Yes. I wish to withdraw from this competition.” Nti Anem said the silence in the arena, couldn’t be more loud.

someone who had passed wanted to withdraw? This was ridiculous, many started to whisper amongst themselves.

“Nti Anem, right? Why do you wish to withdraw? Those that enter top three can join the Hell’s squad, gaining the right to study skills left by all the past and present patriarchs.” the person who spoke, was Council head Si. He understood how powerful energy manipulators could be. Such a precious person did not wish to stand at the top of the heaven alliance? Was this not giving other people the opportunity to take this boy away?

“Haha! This is new. Boy, if the Heaven alliance is not enough for you, my Jade phoenix alliance is there.” Lady Mi spoke. Her having talked, those from the sects could not say a word. Compared to the alliances and the clans, they were nothing.

“Lady Mi, what do you mean by this? Little Anem, listen to father and continue with the competition.” Gate master Nti panicked. This adopted son of his, he could not really control!

“Boy, Listen to your father.” Gate master Ma supported. Though they were usually enemies, when it came to standing against other powers, they were both from the alliance. Even though this boy’s existence will overshadow his own daughter and disciple, there was no way he was okay with another power possessing him. Isn’t that allowing another person to have the opportunity to step on your head?

“Patriarch, I wish to meet your disciple.” Nti Anem finally spoke, causing others to pause. What was he saying?

Many turned to look at the patriarch and realized, the patriarch was here! That’s right, no one could give up on the opportunity to be the patriarch’s disciple. For some reason, the Heaven alliance sighed a relief when he spoke.

Tie Nse looked at the boy deeply.

“I only revealed my powers today because, even if you refuse me, your disciple will come looking for me himself.” Nti Anem said.

“Is that so?” Tie Nse raised a brow.

“he does not know who I am, no but he knows where I’m from. It is because of where I am from, that I know who he is. I am probably the only person in this world that knows him most. The things you never understood about him, the words that come out of his mouth. I know his name in know his father’s name, I know it all.” his words caused Tie Nse to frown.

The crowd listened attentively. The patriarch’s disciple was a mystery to all. Someone claiming to know him most in the world, more than his own master.

“Some wild claims you make.” Tie Nse said darkly.

“If I could speak with him, he will want to meet me.”

“Tell me, why do you wish to meet him?” Tie Nse asked.

“I mean him no harm. Even if I did, I could not kill him, even if I tried. You know I am right.” his words caused the patriarch to tense up. How much did this boy know? How did he know this?

“Relax. I will never reveal what I know to any other then him. Even the famous Ke clan are not capable of ripping this knowledge from my head.” Nti Anem smiled, making the Ke clan frown. They were the experts at such things. Yet this boy made such a claim without care. Was he looking down on them?

“Speak! Why do you wish to meet him?” Tie Nse bellowed. One could feel the sharp killing intent leak from his dark form into the air. It made many shudder. His reaction caused many to speculate that this boy must really know something. Many started to calculate how they would get the information out of him.

“Power! Only he has the power in this world to help me.” Nti Anem’s answer caused the air around Tie Nse to disappear. He could feel that this boy was speaking the truth. He truly seeked his disciple to help him. Still, his words caused Tie Nse to laugh.

“Then you must not truly know him. He is only a spirit picking cultivator.” Everyone listening agreed with Tie Nse’s words. How can he say that a little spirit picking boy is more powerful than the powers sitting in this arena alone?

“Really? Could you survive if he wished to kill you?” Nti Anem’s words rang through Tie Nse’s head. Even though this boy was a novice at fighting, it would still be risky for him to fight the boy. The energy the boy emits, everyday he was learning more about how to use it. He may not survive.

Many waited for Tie Nse to refute Nti Anem, but no answer came. Was it possible? Many frowned this boy needed to be investigated!

“If I take you to him, you may die.” Tie Nse warned.

“I believe you have a way of passing him a message. Tell him, when he walked through the mist, I was mistakenly dragged in with him. Let him decide.” Nti Anem said.

Tie Nse paused for a while. How long he stood, made people sure he was relaying the message. The next moment, he blinked before Nti Anem and handed him a teleportation talisman. Nti Anem did not stand to wonder or thank him. He used it the moment it entered his hand and vanished from the arena.

People could not stop talking. Some even had a little courage to shout questions at Tie Nse, now and then. They wanted an explanation. But were they worthy? Tie Nse did not even look at them as he coldly announced, “The proper meet begins tomorrow” and vanished before the other powers had the chance to throw questions at him.