Death… And Me

Chapter 3096  Not My Problem

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Seeing that his part was done, Roan turned around, preparing to leave. "Alright, the time for me to go has come. Diliy, you still have mine and Rean's CD numbers anyway. Just don't go around calling us for any reason. If you do, it better be important."

"I understand," Diliy answered. "Can I help you with something else? Spirit Stones, for example?"

Roan shook his head. "I have plenty of them." He wasn't lying. Rean and Roan got many Spatial Rings back in the Sunlight Realm, after all. He could ask Diliy to help him acquire any kind of dragonkin blood, but that went against the Werdlem Empire laws. Even Diliy couldn't risk doing such a thing. "Until some other day."

Woterto and Tassio looked at Diliy. It wasn't like they hadn't thought about forcing Roan to stay, especially since he has the Fifth Level of Sword Intent. Diliy glanced at the two and shook his head, though. "Forget about it. If he wants to leave, he will leave, and there is nothing we can do to stop him."

Woterto found it hard to believe. "Even if he has the Fifth Level of Sword Intent, he can't bridge the gap between our cultivations. You said it yourself; the best would be for the Fifth Level to stay hidden, right?"

Diliy felt like laughing. Woterto and Tassio didn't see it, but how could Diliy have not. After seeing Roan's Soul for a moment, he understood how meaningless his actions would be. No doubt Rean was the same. "You trust me, don't you? Then trust me on this. You can't capture him; no one on this planet can, not even the Inquisitors of the Werdlem Empire."

Woterto and Tassio looked at each other but didn't insist. Diliy wouldn't lie to them about such a thing. "Very well."

Diliy then looked at the exit of his chamber, murmuring to himself. "To think that I wanted to make them disciples of our World Splitting Sect. What a joke..."

Roan quickly left the main building in the sect, flying to the teleport formations. He wasn't using his different appearance anymore since everyone knew about him and Rean now, so he simply moved through the sect, attracting quite a few eyes. Let's not forget Roan and Rean won the Festival Contest, making the two quite famous. Roan could have just entered the Dimensional Realm and left on Rean's side, but he decided there was no need at the moment. Just as he was about to reach the Formations Hall of the Sect...

"There you are!" Someone barred his path, looking at him with an angry expression. "Where is your brother?"

Roan narrowed his eyes. He felt like he had seen the woman in front of him somewhere before. 'Hey, idiot. There is another idiot asking for you,' Roan spoke through the twins' connection.

Rean, who was already cultivating, was taken aback. He quickly checked who it was and smiled bitterly. 'Just pretend you don't know me. It is that girl who said she wanted to make me her man back in the Contest.'

'Oh... that girl,' Roan finally remembered. She was Tomoe Gozen. During the Festival Contest on the platforms, Rean defeated her, and after that, she said that she would take Rean for herself. Naturally, Rean didn't take it to heart since he was using a different appearance back then and Asterix would disappear forever. Unfortunately for them, everyone knows that Rean and Roan are Asterix and Obelix.

Roan didn't have the patience to deal with it, so he simply tried to pass by her. "I don't have time for you, kid. If you want to talk to him, go find him yourself."

Tomoe narrowed her eyes and took out her sword, slashing at Roan's back.

*Clang!*

Roan, obviously, wouldn't fall for that. He easily turned around and parried the attack with his White Star Scythe. He already finished teaching about swords, so there was no need for him to continue using his. He preferred his Scythe. Tomoe didn't stop and followed with a flurry of attacks, which Roan easily dodged, parried, or outright blocked. Be it in strength, speed, experience, or equipment quality, Roan surpassed the girl in everything. The only thing he was behind was cultivation. Roan was in the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul, while Tomoe was in the same realm but Late Stage. No... she seemed to have had a breakthrough and is now in the Peak Stage. Too bad that two simple minor stages were far from enough to make up for the difference in strength. She could literally be two realms above, and she would still lose.

Roan finally lost his patience. He waited for the next attack and moved his Scythe in a weird manner that made it difficult for Tomoe to deal with. Before she could even understand what happened, Roan stopped on her back, his Scythe against her neck. "Little girl, I've never been known for my patience. Were I not in a good mood, I would have sent your head flying already."

Tomoe smiled, not surprised by that outcome. "Such strength. You are definitely his brother." She sheathed her sword and turned back to Roan. "Bring me to him! I have been looking for him everywhere. However, only recently did I find out his real name and background. You are from the Gondel Clan, right? If I am with you, I should at least be able to visit the Gondel Clan."

Roan put his Scythe away. "Not my problem."

Tomoe then took her sword out again, this time showing her Fourth Level of Sword Intent. Roan felt like he was talking to a stone. "Little girl, you aren't an idiot. It should be pretty obvious that you are simply not my match."

"I know that," Tomoe nodded. "But if I let you go, I feel like I won't find him again, and that will lead me to never finding my path. The Soul Transformation Realm will be gone forever from my future."

Roan couldn't care less, but Rean wasn't the same. 'Sigh... just send her into the Dimensional Realm. I'll deal with it.'

Roan simply nodded. As long as he wasn't the one who had to deal with this girl, he didn't give a damn.