# Extra chapter

"So, why are you here?"

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After their little discussion about yesterday's night, the sect leader Gamos asked his uncle Zerg, the reason for coming to his cultivation abode.

"I am coming to that,"

Uncle Zerg nodded his head before saying, "Recently I noticed Fromir has often appeared outside his cultivation abode unlike his past self, who always remains in his cultivation."

'Huh?'

The sect leader Gamos raised his brows but he didn't stop his uncle from continuing.

"Yesterday night, I saw him secretly coming from somewhere and entering his own cultivation abode like a thief. Moreover, I also noticed that he had met up with those from the inner sect. Do you know about it?"

Zerg said to the sect leader Gamos about all the things he knew about the grand elder Fromir's suspicious activities for the past few days.

Zerg, who was secretly known as the shadow overseer was good at watching people and for who knows how many years, he had been doing that; however, he was sure that the grand elder was up to something.

"That old fool is once again trying something to kill me. That's all I know about,"

The sect leader Gamos scoffed when he saw the suspicious activities of Fromir.

"Once again?" This time Zerg raised his brows when he heard the sect leader Gamos' words and asked with a confused face.

"Do you remember, I got ambushed while completing some mission that is given by the core sect?" The sect leader Gamos asked a question in return to the confused Zerg.

"The mission from two years back. I know and you are in a pretty bad condition. So, of course, I remember it," While controlling his laugh, Zerg nodded his head; however, the sect leader Gamos knew his uncle was laughing inside his heart.

"Haha..don't get me wrong. Whenever I think about your face from back then, I could not help but unconsciously laugh," Nevertheless, Zerg was unable to control his laughter for much time before he gave the reason and directly started laughing in front of the sect leader Gamos.

"Don't laugh," the sect leader Gamos scoffed at his uncle before saying, "And the mastermind behind my ambush is Fromir. Anyway, keep an eye on him after you finish your work on sealing the bloodline,"

The sect leader Gamos annoyed his uncle and didn't give him any chance and continued, "I need to check on my disciples now."

As soon as he finished his words, the sect leader Gamos left his cultivation abode.

"Haha...he is surely excited for his first two disciples,"

Seeing the actions of the sect leader Gamos, the old man Zerg laughed before leaving thinking in his mind, 'Fromir...oh Fromir. So what if you have the backing from the inner sect? As soon as I find out what you are up against this time, I will kill you myself.'

His initial laughter disappeared and a serious expression appeared on his face as he thought about Fromir.

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Somewhere in the outer sect,

In a dark cultivation abode,

"Huh? Why has it still not come back?"

A pair of red eyes open in the completely dark cultivation abode.

'It is still alive but it is not sending any response back to me?'

The cultivator with the pair of red eyes continued to mutter about something.

'Whoosh'

"Are you looking for your snake, Curator?"

All of a sudden, someone entered into the cultivation abode and asked the red-eyed cultivator.

That's right! He was the father of the demonic cultivator who sent his tamed beast to find the killer of his son.

However, it was gone for more than 12 hours by now and he didn't get any response from it.

"Steward...y..you, how do you know that?"

When he heard the familiar voice in the cultivation abode, the Curator knew who came to his cultivation abode; however, he was shocked by his words.

"Once you join our organisation, you will be continuously watched by us. So, don't mess around us and properly complete the mission, I gave to you. And take this,"

After finishing his words, the stewards threw something at the Curator.

"Huh? Th...this...why did you kill it?"

Although it was still dark in the cultivation abode, the Curator sensed the familiar feeling with the thing that the Steward had thrown at him and stammeringly asked him.

"This is your first and last warning. I hope you follow the orders," However, the Steward calmly replied to the Curator before continuing, "As for your son's killer, we will find out and as promised we will give him to you and then you can kill him with your own hands. Do you understand?"

"Bu..but I am unable to concentrate on making the talis….,"

"You don't give me that shit. If you are unable to complete the task of making the required talismans within the deadline, you know what will happen, right?"

Before the Curator could finish his words, the Stewards interrupted him and with the same calm tone, he replied to the Curator.

"Sigh"

The curator sighed for a moment before saying, "About my son's killer, you will find him and give him to me, right?"

Since he couldn't disobey the Steward, he wanted to confirm the matter regarding his son's killer.

"Of course, I promise you to find him," the Steward scoffed at the Curator before saying, "It is not for your sake. It is for my organisation's sake. My organisation had many hopes for your son. So, those who killed your son will receive the fury of my organisation."

"Glad to hear that. I will focus on making more talismans," After saying that, he went back to making talismans in the same dark Cultivation abode.

"Good. I have other things to do. So, I am going back,"

Soon the cultivator named Steward disappeared from the dark cultivation abode.

.....

In Henrick's cultivation abode,

"Oh no. What is happening? Why am I feeling dizzy all of a sudd...?"

While asking those questions, Henrick fell asleep on his stone bed.