Chapter 331: As he snores, the world riots
The Zhen Clan estate was in an uproar as news about the visitors and their gifts spread like wildfire.
A trio of mysterious beauties, of which, two were Grandmasters with the third being a Master, show up to their doorstep with two big ass jugs full of Sacred Beast Essence.
This was the sort of encounter that only happened in stories, plays and the likes for dramatic effect, not to some clan of foreign transplants in the middle of nowhere!
While many of the lower ranked members of the clan speculated about the origins of the ladies and the gift, the ones in the know had a very sneaking suspicion on why this occured…
“Fucking told you he’s magic now or something,” Zhen Hai told Zhen Yue as they were practicing, hearing about this sudden blessing.
“Maybe…but I ain’t gonna be the one to rat out our now apparently fortune-bringing anamoly of a cousin to the elders,” Zhen Yue retorted.
“I mean…obviously, but still…”
…they knew exactly who caused it…
‘On the one hand, I shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth, on the other…when, where and how did he pull this off?,’ Zhen Shi asked himself as he re-read the letter, and re-examined the gifters and gift.
Evidently, Aranea and Lucille knew this would happen and continued to stand there in the most polite way possible, but Rianna was still acting a bit twitchy.
While she might has a crash course on how to act in human society about…six hours ago, that didn’t change the fact that this was incredibly awkward for the former isolationist.
…or they knew exactly who did it and were going to interrogate him about it later.
“So…our son snuck off in the middle of the night, to a place only the gods know where…and came back with two Grandmasters, a Master and two jugs of Sacred Beast Essence?,” Zhen Yan asked his wife as she was changing the twins’ diapers.
“Correct.”
“Huh…should we punish him for sneaking out without telling someone again, or…”
“He’s old enough to make his own decisions,” Daria, “replied while finishing up the diapers. Besides, remember when we first met?”
“Oh yeah…never thought I’d see a girl choke out a man twice her size with one hand before.”
“Please…he was at least three times my size.”
Regardless of their intentions though, the instigator of the hour wouldn’t be available until much, much later, due to having a cultivation related hangover of epic proportions.
If they were freaking out this much over a sudden windfall in personnel and power, one could only imagine how much they would freak out over one of their young scions suddenly breaking through to Grandmaster rank.
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About six to eight hours ago…
=Arachnidame? Really? That sounds like you took it directly from a comic book.=
=I have no idea what you’re talking about…=
=Shut up, it’s clever.=
‘Both of you shut up, my brain is on fire.’
As soon as Zhen Liu created Arachnidame and Lacerage, Zhen Liu was subjected to a massive surge in energy that flooded his entire being, more specifically, his formula.
He knew this was going to happen, he even mentally prepared himself for the possibility of breaking through as soon as the new kaijin were born, but much like getting kicked in the nuts, all the preparation in the world can’t prepare you for the sensation.
=No shit, I’m taking the lead this time.
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<=Grandmaster Rank has been Unlocked.=>
=Maximum number of active combat kaijin is now six.=
=The ability to use [Possession] has evolved and [Bestowal] has been unlocked=
=[Harmonize:Double] has now unlocked.=
<=Core combination has been unlocked.=>
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The information being dumped into Zhen Liu’s brain didn’t sound like much, but it was one of those cases where despite sounding simple, it came with enough intricate designs and calculations that he was essentially stunned into meditation mode, read: knocked the fuck out.
He recalled reading that breaking through ranks was once described as a “transcendental experience” where one feel like they have become one with the universe…as far as he could tell, those people were either full of shit or his formula was a massive exception to that rule…moreso than what it already was.
‘Is it too much to ask…for my cultivation to slow down now?’
Meanwhile, as Zhen Liu was busy dealing with his sudden new gains, the new kaijin: Arachnidame and Lacerage were…
“What is your color scheme? It’s so loud.”
“Better to be loud than stuck-up.”
“Pardon me?!”
Arguing with each other.
This was a rather sudden change in their demeanor and expression, as the two of them had initially shared some friendly banter the moment they were created. However, the atmosphere around them suddenly turned icy and hostile the moment they actually stared at one another.
Nobody in the room knew why this was the case, with the only possible sources of information being either passed out on the floor or trying to help them get through the reason why they were convulsing on the floor.
Rianna, not wanting to get in the middle of whatever all that was, made her way over to the only two kaijin who’s name she didn’t know, a pair of puppet-looking kaijin that looked like a ballerina made of knives and a boxing acrobat with spring limbs.
The two proto-kaijin turned to stare at the mortal girl for a brief moment, before turning back to watch their new comrades argue for now clear reason.
Evidently, it was about to girl who hadn’t talked with anyone for ten plus fucking years to start the conversation.
“Uhh, my name is Rianna. Nice to meet you.”
“I don’t have a name yet, but I’m called Razor Maiden for now,” she said while holding up a peace sign.
“Also no name. But I am. Spring Brawler, yeah.”
“Hey,” Razor Maiden suddenly interjected with a smile,”you used your first comma, nice.”
“Relatable,” Rianna followed up, “just figured out my own like…ten minutes ago. I have a question. Aren’t kaijin supposed to get along with each other? I mean, that’s what Nepherage dumped into my head…along with some other stuff…”
Razor Maiden had a mildly offended look on her face about halfway through the question, why was the mortal assuming things about her, until Rianna had mentioned Nepherage. Now she was more willing to answer.
“Well…I ain’t exactly the most knowledgeable of the group, but I remember being told once that depending on the materials and the core, kaijins like us have a tendency to pick up traits from our sources, sometimes even memories. It varies from case to case…at least that’s what I remember being told.”
“Yeah.”
Rianna perked up a bit when Razor Maiden mentioned the word “memories”.
‘Memories? Does that mean…I could…’
“DAFUQ YOU JUST CALL ME EIGHT EYES?!”
“YOU HEARD ME, YOU LACED WHORE!”
“OH THAT IS IT!”
However, before Rianna could get philosophical, Archanidame and Lacerage began to get physically violent with one another.
She was about to step in to stop it, when she noticed both Razor Maiden and Spring Brawler were just standing there watching.
“Uhh… shouldn’t we stop them fighting.”
“No bloodlust,” Spring Brawler simply stated.
“What he said. They’re fighting, but…I think that’s just how they are,” Razor Maiden elaborated.
Rianna turned back towards the quarreling kaijin and noticed that neither appeared to be using aether or anything deadly for the time being…they were just wrestling.
“Yield, spider-whore!”
“Never, you cantankerous, lace ladened whore of Babylon!”
“What the fuck is Babylon?”
“No clue.”
After quarreling for about a minute or so more, Archanidame and Lacerage eventually decided to call it a draw.
“Next time…bitch.”
“Sure thing…whore.”
Perfect timing too, as Zhen Liu finally regained consciousness.
“Yeesh…next time to warn a guy before you start arguing like sailors in their head.”
“Apologies milord,” the two insect kaijin said in perfect unison…much to their personal annoyances.
With that out of the way, the two newly minted kaijin got onto their knees and placed their respective fists on the ground.
“Arachnidame heeds the call of the Kaijin Lord.”
“Lacerage heeds the call of the Kaijin Lord.”
“Now what would you have us do, milord?”
Zhen Liu took a breath after their oaths.
“Alright, so…let’s get your guys settled in as members of the Zhen Clan’s logistical personnel…”
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Back to the present, in another part of Stone Claw City, a certain pair of travellers from Roaring Tide were eating breakfast before getting ready to deal with the logistics of a return trip.
Zhen Li and Zhen Wang had just finished their respective plates and were about to get up and go, when the mention of their surname was dropped at a nearby table.
“Holy shit! Guys, you’re not gonna believe this, but a pair of Grandmasters just showed up out of nowhere and swore fealty to Patriarch Zhen Hai, and get this, they brought with them two jugs worth of Sacred Beast Essence. Two jugs!”
“What the fuck?!”
Zhen Li and Zhen Wang looked at each other for a brief moment before nodding and sitting back down.
The former lifted a hand to signal for the serving wench.
“Miss? You mentioned something about a drink that’s a mix of coffee and whiskey? Could we get two of those?”
“Make mine a double please,” Zhen Wang added.
“Sure thing.”
