Elda was originally an unremarkable Tier Eight Sword Saint on the Nine Nether Continent.
In that era where the Divine Level was everywhere, a minor Sword Saint couldn’t possibly make much of a splash.
Perhaps at that ti, even Elda didn’t foresee.
The opportunity that made him ’famous in the world’ was when he saved a stranger in the Demon Forest.
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"Creaaaak~" suddenly, a dilapidated door was pushed open.
Elda, dressed in silver Phosphorus Armor with a friendly face, walked in and said:
"You’re awake."
At this mont, Elda was still holding so fresh fruits and simple food.
Looking at the man sitting by the bed, seemingly lost in thought, Elda stepped forward and said:
"Your injuries are severe, you need more rest."
"Co, lie down quickly."
However, the man, covered in wounds, remained motionless and asked:
"Where is this place?"
Seeing that he couldn’t manage to push the man back to lie down, Elda gave up on the idea of making him lie back down.
He then replied:
"This is the border of the Red Fla Empire, not too far from where you fainted."
"This is also my residence. You can rest assured to recuperate here; no one will disturb you."
Upon hearing Elda’s answer, the middle-aged man on the bed imdiately showed a defeated expression and said:
"Failed, huh~"
Beside him, Aidar instinctively asked:
"What failed?"
But as soon as he said this, Elda regretted asking.
Because he suddenly felt an unprecedented terrifying power emanating from the man.
This power completely exceeded Elda’s imagination.
Even those Divine Level beings he rembered did not have such a powerful pressure.
The man turned his head while releasing strong pressure, looked at Elda and said:
"Why are you asking?"
Under this powerful aura, Elda felt as if he could hardly breathe, and couldn’t answer the man’s question.
After retreating several steps, Elda grabbed a nearby beam, and with difficulty said:
"Sor... sorry, I, I..."
Originally intending to explain, Elda found it difficult to utter a complete sentence.
He never imagined that his rare act of kindness in saving soone turned out to be such a terrifying existence.
At this point, Elda could clearly feel.
If the man wanted to kill him, it would definitely be a flick of the wrist.
What frightened Elda even more was.
Who had the ability to beat such a terrifying existence into this state?
Just as Elda’s mind was racing, the terrifying aura suddenly vanished.
The man near the bed faltered and almost fell off.
Seeing this, Elda hurriedly stepped forward to support the man.
In the process, Elda accidentally t the man’s gaze for a mont.
The middle-aged man, covered in wounds, stared at Elda for a while before continuing:
"Sorry about before, I thought you were..."
But the man stopped himself from continuing.
Elda didn’t press further, instead echoing:
"It’s alright, it’s alright."
"My place is pretty secluded; normally, no one will find it here."
"You’re welco to recover here, for as long as you need."
Despite saying this, Elda secretly hoped the powerful yet enigmatic man would leave soon.
If the one who injured him ca looking, with his own strength...
With this thought, Elda involuntarily shivered.
"Rest well, call if you need anything."
Just as Elda was eager to leave, he was suddenly called by the man:
"Wait!"
Elda halted his steps, then pretended indifference and turned around saying:
"Is there anything else you need help with, sir?"
"Do you want to beco stronger?"
This unexpected question left Elda stunned for a while.
In a world where strength reigns supre, would anyone not want to be stronger?
Elda chuckled:
"Who wouldn’t want to be stronger?"
"But just wanting doesn’t make it happen, does it?"
At that mont, the middle-aged man suddenly acted without warning.
Before Elda could respond, the man’s hand was already on his head.
Next, Elda was horrified to discover his mind suddenly flooded with information.
After a while, the man weakly sat back on the bed.
Elda, in shock, looked at the man before him:
"Sir, what is this?"
"Gather these things, and I can help you craft a Sacred Artifact suitable for you."
Sacred Artifact!!!
When Elda heard this, his eyes almost popped out.
It’s important to know that Elda was already at the peak Saint Tier.
And with a Sacred Artifact, Elda would have the confidence to challenge the Tier Nine Divine Domain.
A Sacred Artifact on the Nine Nether Continent is absolutely a treasure among treasures.
Even those who have reached the Divine Level may not possess a suitable Sacred Artifact.
Because on the entire Nine Nether Continent, artisans capable of crafting Sacred Artifacts are extrely rare.
So had joked before.
Nowadays, Divine Level entities are created faster than Sacred Artifacts.
Showing how much allure a Sacred Artifact had for Elda.
Perhaps it was the man’s previously displayed power that made Elda wholeheartedly believe without doubt.
Upon ’learning’ he could attain a Sacred Artifact and challenge the Divine Level.
Elda’s excitent was palpable, his features appeared to levitate, looking incredulously at the man:
"Is what you’re saying true?"
Upon receiving a positive response, Elda imdiately said:
"Give three days, I need to go into town to purchase."
"I’ll be back here in three days, definitely with the materials."
Thinking about the man’s current state, Elda grew concerned:
"But you..."
The man interrupted Elda:
"Don’t worry about ."
"I’ll give you three days, I’ll wait for you."
Anticipating obtaining his own Sacred Artifact, Elda exited excitedly without looking back.
Not long after Elda left, the man by the bed spat out a mouthful of blood:
"Pfft~"
The bright red blood splattered everywhere.
Three days later...
When Elda returned to his residence with a nervous heart.
Upon seeing the figure sitting in the courtyard, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief:
"Um, uh..."
Only then did Elda realize he didn’t even know the man’s na.
Seeing the man’s attention, Elda asked:
"How should I address you?"
Looking visibly better, the man calmly said two words:
"Gonggong."
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Elda (Soul Body): "I thought it strange back then, why would anyone have such a na."
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