Godly Revival System: I Buy My Killer's Stats

Chapter 716: The Guardian of the Night Demons (1)

’This Supreme Elder of the Greenfire Sect is Seraphis’ grandfather?’

Ethan had many question marks on his face at the sudden turn of events.

By now, he was sure that the old man was a human because there was no way a Night Demon or even a half-human could become a Supreme Elder of the Greenfire Sect.

"Little Seraphis... y-you... You are alive?"

On the other hand, the old man’s eyes turned red as tears slowly welled up in them.

His body trembled as he looked at Seraphis.

Seraphis was also staring at the old man with wide eyes.

At first, she was not sure.

However, as she looked at the old man’s face more carefully, faint memories from her childhood slowly resurfaced.

When she was very young, before the tragedy that destroyed her family, there was once a warm old man who would secretly visit them.

He would bring her small gifts and sometimes play with her and her brother.

At that time, she had called him—

"Grandfather Raven."

"G-grandfather...?"

Seraphis’ voice trembled slightly.

Tears instantly filled her eyes as well.

"It really is you..."

In the next moment, she rushed forward and hugged the old man.

The old man’s trembling hands slowly held her shoulders as if he was afraid she might disappear.

"Little Seraphis... you are really alive..."

His voice cracked.

For years, he had believed his granddaughter and her parents were already dead.

But now she was standing right in front of him.

Not only alive but also much stronger than the genius Night Demons of her age.

For a brief moment, the atmosphere became emotional as the two of them reunited after so many years.

After a while, Raven wiped the tears from his eyes.

Then he suddenly turned toward Ethan.

His expression instantly became serious.

"I don’t know how you are controlling them..."

He glanced at the thousands of Night Demons kneeling around them.

"But release her."

His voice became firm.

"I will give you whatever you want."

Even though Raven had witnessed how all the Night Demons treated Ethan like an absolute being, he believed Ethan must be using some kind of powerful demonic technique to control them.

So the first thing he wanted to do was free Seraphis from Ethan’s control.

"..."

Once again, Ethan was speechless.

’So, he still thinks I am a Demonic Cultivator? But what about you? Aren’t you related to Night Demons?’

Of course, Ethan only muttered to himself and was about to say something.

However, before he could say anything, Seraphis interrupted.

"Grandfather, what are you talking about?"

She frowned and said in a firm voice, "Master Ethan didn’t use any demonic techniques."

"If not for him, Brother Zepharis and I would still be puppets suffering for eternity."

Raven was stunned.

Soon, Seraphis began explaining everything.

She talked about how her parents were killed by the cultivators before she and Zepharis were captured.

Later on, they were turned into Night Demon puppets.

How they were forced to live like slaves without freedom, while suffering unexplainable pain as their bodies were turned into puppets.

Then she explained how Ethan bought them.

How he used his mysterious power to restore their consciousness and how he revived them.

And how he helped them become stronger.

"Also..."

Seraphis continued seriously.

"If you think Master Ethan is using some demonic technique to control the Night Demons, you are wrong."

She glanced at the thousands of Night Demons around them.

"Because among all the beings serving Master Ethan, we Night Demons are actually the weakest ones."

She lowered her head slightly.

"To be honest, we are not even qualified to serve him."

"What?"

With every sentence Seraphis spoke, Raven became more and more shocked.

However, along with that shock came relief and happiness.

He had just learned that not only was Seraphis alive, but Zepharis was alive as well.

And even more unbelievable, his grandson had already broken through to the Demon Soul Realm.

Raven slowly turned toward Ethan, and his expression became respectful.

"Young Master Ethan..."

Without hesitation, he bowed deeply.

"I am sorry for my earlier crude actions."

"It’s alright."

Ethan smiled slightly.

"Since you are Sera’s grandfather, I will not keep anything against you."

"Thank you, Young Master... thank you very much."

Raven was truly grateful.

After all, if not for Ethan, he would not have reunited with his family members.

However, Ethan soon asked the question that had been bothering him.

"But..."

Ethan looked at Raven.

"Can you explain how you both are connected?"

Once everything had settled down, Ethan finally asked the main question that had been floating in his mind.

"Sure."

Raven gently looked at Seraphis for a moment.

The anger and grief in his eyes slowly softened as he sighed.

"I was abandoned by my parents when I was very young."

His voice was calm but heavy.

"I don’t even know who they were or why they abandoned me."

He paused briefly before continuing,

"It was the Night Demons who raised me."

’Huh?’

Ethan raised his brows slightly.

"When I was a child wandering in the wilderness, it was a group of Night Demons who found me."

Raven continued slowly,

"They didn’t treat me like an outsider. They gave me food, shelter, and raised me like their own child."

For a moment, Raven’s expression became warm as he recalled those distant memories.

"To me, they were not demons... but family."

However, that warmth quickly turned into cold hatred.

"When I was fifteen... those so-called righteous cultivators found our village."

Raven clenched his fists tightly.

"They called the Night Demons evil creatures and claimed they were purifying the world."

"But what they actually did was slaughter."

His fists trembled slightly.

"I watched as the people who raised me were killed one by one, and I couldn’t do anything."

A heavy silence filled the surroundings.

Even the thousands of Night Demons listening nearby became quiet because they had more or less similar pasts.

"That day... I swore an oath."

Raven slowly lifted his head.

"I swore that one day I would become powerful enough to protect the Night Demons."

"That was the reason I joined the Greenfire Sect."

"At that time, I believed that becoming stronger within a powerful sect would give me the influence and strength I needed."

"So I cultivated. I climbed step by step through the sect."

"I gained power... influence... and wealth."

"And secretly, I used everything I had to protect as many Night Demons as possible."

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