My Beautiful Disciples, I’m really not the Main Character!Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Favor Token
Eren entered the Grand Hall, where he had last seen Feng Yu. Unfortunately, the sect master was nowhere to be seen now.
As soon as he entered the place, he was able to see the two Ancestral Elders. They were standing in front of the throne, a corner of which was broken.
The two could be seen talking to each other, but Eren wasn’t able to hear what they were saying.
‘Do you think this is the work of the Necromancer Tower?’ Eren asked Yelen, walking towards the wall where a sword mark could be seen.
The walls of the palace were made with extreme reinforced materials. Not only were these walls strong but they were also thick. Still, the sword mark left on the wall was at least five inches deep.
“It doesn’t seem to be his work. I don’t feel any essence of death at this place. Even if it was erased, there should have been some signs,” Yelen responded, confirming Eren’s guess.
‘I thought so. The Tower Master won’t use a sword. At the same time, Mist also doesn’t use swords. Is it the Holy Empire?
No, they are even weaker in other continents without the blessing of the goddess.’
Eren couldn’t understand what happened here. Only the Overlords could defeat Feng Yu, but none of them appeared to have been involved. But if it wasn’t them, then who?
There was only one more person he knew who was strong enough. It was the author, but that person also didn’t intervene.
Other than answering his question, he hadn’t done anything, as if he was afraid of getting too involved for some reason.
‘Another Transmigrator?’ he thought of a possibility, his expressions darkening. If there was a Transmigrator who was strong enough to take Feng Yu, then he was definitely a threat.
If he also had a conversation with the author and knew that he had to kill other Transmigrators and Main Characters, then it was only a matter of time before he was going to come for him.
“What a mess…” Eren scratched the back of his head, letting out his frustration. However, the moment he raised his hand, he noticed a trade of an illusory thread that was tied to his wrist.
‘Ah right, how could I forget this? It’s the Thread of Marriage. I only used it to make sure she couldn’t hurt me, but it can also help me locate her. As long as she is alive, the thread won’t disappear.’
If it was the work of another continent’s Transmigrator, then he was a big threat to him. He couldn’t let that person escape. It was more important than anything.
Eren turned around and walked away from the Grand Hall. Zia watched him leave, slightly confused. She felt as if he had noticed something, but what could he notice from a single sword mark?
She also left the grand hall, but by the time she stepped out of the Palace, Eren was nowhere to be found.
….
Far away from the Palace, a Mythical Phoenix could be seen flying through the sky. A person stood in the back of the phoenix, his robe flying with the rushing winds that the phoenix sliced through.
He kept looking at the direction this thread was leading him, commanding the Phoenix accordingly. With each passing minute, he felt as if he was getting closer.
Within a few hours, he reached his destination, telling his Phoenix to slow down. In the distance, he could see a mountain range that the thread was guiding him towards.
“Isn’t that the Mountain of Loss?” he thought out loud, frowning. This was the place which kept one of the four items that Mist’s daughter was after. He also wanted that item, not expecting that girl to take it from him.
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In the original timeline, Ye Liang was supposed to be the one who took the Sword of Severance from this mountain, increasing his strength by leaps and bounds.
Eren was waiting for the time the main character could bring the Sword from the Mountain so he could take it, but things didn’t go accordingly.
It was all because of the unknown person who guided Mist’s daughter, telling her the whereabouts of the Sword and changing the future.
Eren could feel that the world was changing fast, and it wasn’t simply because of him. Things were happening beyond his control.
Even Eren felt hesitant about entering the Mountain of Loss. It was a mountain that was easy to enter but difficult to exit.
Unless one was the main character with heavenly luck or had some secret trick, it was impossible to find a way back. In the novel, even the Main Character had almost lost his life in the Mountain of Loss, barely leaving with the sword of Severance.
“Can you open a portal to the Spirit Realm inside that mountain?” he asked Yelen. Even if he was to get lost, there was still a way to escape if portals could be opened.
“I can feel that the mountain range creates a lot of disturbance. I can open a portal, but it might be dangerous and not worth it.”
Eren thought about Yelen’s response. If she couldn’t open the portal, then he could only find his own way to leave that place. Was it worth the risk? He wondered.
[You have received primary options]
[Option One: Save Feng Yu.
Reward: Favor Token (Unique Tier)]
[Option Two: Abandon Feng Yu and return to the sect.
Reward: Level +3]
[Option Three: Inform the Ancestral Elders about the whereabouts of Feng Yu and have them help her.
Reward: Continental Escape Talisman]
[Option Four: Wait for Xiu Ying to return and take her help in saving Feng Yu.
Reward: Intelligence +10]
“Truly a mess…” Eren rubbed his forehead, looking at the options. In reality, only one of these options made sense.
He couldn’t take the help of Ancestral Elders as they were most probably going to kill him instead. Who could want Feng Yu dead more than them? That’s why the reward was an escape talisman to save his life.
As for waiting or returning, both these options resulted in the escape of the culprit who was most likely someone like him. Also, Feng Yu was most probably going to be dead by then.
He didn’t know what Favor Token meant, but it was also a unique tier reward, which was higher than rare.
“Fine. If it’s to remove a future threat, I will do it myself.” He commanded the Phoenix, which entered the Mountain Range.
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