Invisible Security Guard

Chapter 2416 - 2435: The Deal

Yusuf Zuck felt confused because, before he realized it, the Seven Stars Calabash began to sway violently, shaking as if he was on a roller coaster. Simultaneously, the red ray inside the Seven Stars Calabash vanished, leaving him perplexed as he heard no sound from outside.

About seven or eight days passed like this, until he suddenly heard voices outside, a conversation between the old man of Seven Stars and another person.

"What do you want to know? I know everything." Said a deep voice.

"I want to know all about the Five Sons of Heaven’s Path. What exactly are they? Who are they and what purpose do they serve?" The old man of Seven Stars urged eagerly.

"You’ve asked the right person, though the cost of this information is quite high..."

"Is this enough?" The old man of Seven Stars seemed to have taken out a pile of treasures.

"It’s more than enough." The person exclaimed joyfully, "Information about the Five Sons of Heaven’s Path has only recently started to spread."

"According to rumors, there are five significant lucky individuals in the Heavenly Dao, namely the Son of Destiny, Son of Creation, Son of Epoch, Son of Immortal, and Son of Crafts."

"It’s said that these five will eventually become rulers in the Genesis Realm and reign over all heavens, but they’ve just recently appeared and haven’t fully grown yet."

"Rumor has it that consuming their blood and essence can achieve the Genesis Realm. Whether it’s necessary to consume one or all five is still uncertain, as no one has tried yet."

"However, it’s also said that the essence blood of any one of the five is greatly nourishing. For instance, the Son of Epoch, Yusuf Zuck, can carry out Ancestral Monster Cultivation and grant immortality. It’s said he uses his essence blood for this purpose, highlighting how powerful his blood is."

"Additionally, his essence blood can be made into elixirs, used in creating amulets, and more."

"I’ve also heard many are eagerly searching for these five sons across the world, believing a sip of blood or a bite of flesh could extend lifespan and enhance cultivation level."

"You heard about the three major crafts of the ill-fortune city, right? Why did they suddenly jump out? They’ve even openly discussed wanting a third of the essence blood, indicating how precious the essence blood of the Son of Epoch is."

"They also want him alive, ensuring a continuous supply of essence blood and flesh."

"Genesis Realm is something unlikely elsewhere, isn’t it?"

"Who are the other four sons?" The old man of Seven Stars swallowed constantly, gleeful at the fortune since the Son of Epoch was inside his calabash, and it was a great opportunity not to be missed.

"The Son of Creation is Derrick Newman, the Son of Destiny is Demi Garrett, the identity of the Son of Immortal is unknown, and none have verified the Son of Crafts either. However, rumors suggest someone called Ayden Acme might be the Son of Immortal."

"Alright, alright, I’ve got it. Thank you." The old man of Seven Stars stood up again, and Yusuf Zuck kept on swaying, having heard all the outside dialogue and feeling he had truly become akin to a piece of meat.

His own flesh was indeed exceptionally nourishing, making him want to take a bite himself.

However, was he the Son of Epoch? He wasn’t sure because he owned the Eternal Fire and Dew of Fate, so he could also be considered the Son of Destiny or the Son of Immortal, couldn’t he?

The calabash spun him around until he was dizzy, and two days later, when it finally stopped, a long silence ensued before the old man’s voice reached him again.

"Yusuf Zuck, you heard what was said two days ago, right?" The old man of Seven Stars asked.

"I heard, but my flesh isn’t easy to eat." Yusuf chuckled. "Also, where’s your Right Saint master? Where’s Landyn Torres, that old guy? Where are they?"

"Haha." The old man of Seven Stars chuckled, "They don’t count for much. They went off seeking creation without me, leaving me behind. So, I took their treasures, and I won’t care for any Right Saint or Jonah Murillo nonsense."

"Oh?" Yusuf’s eyes lit up, "You mean you secretly whisked me away?"

"What do you mean secretly? The Seven Stars Calabash was originally my magic treasure." The old man boasted.

"Hmm, for them to sneak off to find creation really isn’t right." Yusuf laughed, thinking that with Landyn Torres gone, there was now a great chance for him to escape. Plus, the old man of Seven Stars clearly desired to consume his flesh, and as long as he was released, he’d be free like a bird in the sky.

"Indeed, they aren’t right. I helped them catch you and even allowed them to stay on my Seven Stars Island, but they went off to seek creation themselves. Not taking you away would be a disservice to myself."

"So what do you plan to do with me?" Yusuf asked pointedly.

"Let’s cooperate." The old man of Seven Stars replied with a smile, "If you listen, I can let you go and ensure you don’t die. Cooperation will be enjoyable. However, if you resist, I have countless ways to make your life miserable."

"Of course, I want to live, but how do we cooperate?" Yusuf queried.

"It’s simple. Every day, give me two ladles of your fresh blood. Provide it to me, and each day you’ll receive my nurturing with precious earth materials."

"That’s no problem; just let me out. I’ll give you two ladles, even two pots without issue." Yusuf said casually.

"Hey, do you think I’m a fool?" The old man of Seven Stars chuckled coldly, "Your cultivation realm is probably stronger than my Half-Step Creation. If I release you, do you think I’d survive?"

"Then how are you going to enjoy my blood if you don’t let me out? How can I hand over the blood?" Yusuf retorted.

"I can open the cork, throw it into the bottle, and you pour out your blood. Plus, I’ll toss in the replenishing items for you!"

"And me? Should I throw the bottle back?" Yusuf asked mystified.

"You can’t throw it back out. Even if I open the bottle’s mouth for you, you can’t throw it out. The bottom of the bottle has drawing gravity. Not just the bottle, you couldn’t even fly out."

"If the bottle can’t be thrown up and I can’t get out, how do you retrieve the blood?" Yusuf asked curiously.

"Haha, you can’t throw it up, but that doesn’t mean I can’t retrieve it. You just need to fill two bottles with your blood; leave the rest to me."

"When will you release me? You won’t keep extracting from me forever, will you?"

"Of course not, once I’ve reached the Creation Realm, how about I let you go?"

"Alright, deal. If you achieve the Genesis Realm and yet don’t release me, I’ll refuse to give you blood and let you do as you wish to me." Yusuf moved his eyes cleverly.

"Haha, great, a deal it is, a deal it is." The old man of Seven Stars laughed heartily.

"Then, for now, give me two bottles of blood, and I’ll toss you the corresponding supplements." Suddenly, a blinding light shot down from above Yusuf’s head, piercing his eyes so brightly he couldn’t keep them open.

But at that moment, Yusuf had a clever idea, letting out a long whistle as he surged upwards.