Grand Ancestral Bloodlines Chapter 1337

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1337 Impatience

lanjor looked toward Empana. “Just as he said.”

Empana raised an eyebrow, but he didn’t say much else on the topic. He knew how stubborn this man could be, so he knew there was really no point in asking further. He didn’t think much about it, though. Clearly, lanjor was unwilling to admit the relationship he had with Ryu because it was embarrassing. Empana couldn’t imagine what kind of family would be backing Ryu if the likes of lanjor was only a subordinate.

Even so, that was that and this was this.

He looked toward Ryu and his eyes narrowed. Ryu didn’t carry the attitude someone who wasn’t a Sky God should. Given the distance between them, he could quite literally kill Ryu with a glance, but Ryu stood in silence, gazing at him with indifference.

What made this matter particularly odd was the fact that Empana was no normal Sky God. Given the youth of his features, even Sky Gods more powerful than him had respectful demeanors when they met him, let alone those who weren’t even Sky Gods yet.

At that moment, a snort echoed and Ryu’s knees buckled. His body swayed to the side before he managed to stabilize himself. However, when others expected him to fall, his body suddenly became ramrod straight, his gaze blazing with a cold intent.

His head turned toward a certain direction. A woman wearing a dress that didn’t fit the occasion in the slightest stood. The violet, gold embroidered dress was especially tight around her large chest and midsection, but it flared out at her hips and it lengthened, sprawling across the ground for three meters or so. It looked more like a design for a wedding dress than something someone should wear day in and day out.

The one who had snorted was her. She wasn’t nearly as patient as Empana. In fact, it wasn’t that Empana was patient, but rather that he was giving due respect to lanjor by not pursuing this matter. But, clearly, Leah didn’t care nearly as much about lanjor’s face.

She was dissatisfied with someone who wasn’t even a Sky God standing amongst them, and even more dissatisfied that they didn’t show any amount of respect. She was clearly a belle with a vicious heart. If not for lanjor, she would have likely directly killed Ryu.

Seeing the coldness in Ryu’s gaze, she gazed as though she had finally lost her patience and was about to attack again.

lanjor’s gaze flashed with its own cold light, but Ryu spoke suddenly.

“Little Silk.”

BANG!

Leah couldn’t even react. She was hit with a wall of cold wind and her body was sent flying. Despite how close they all stood, there was only a single person affected, it went to show just how exact Little Silk’s control was.

Leah coughed up a mouthful of blood and drew a long ditch through the dry, deserted plains.

“Leah!”

Another young woman who went by Satra suddenly jumped out, rushing towards Leah to help her. The remaining young man, who went by Kriscz, was immediately livid, he looked toward Ryu as though he would eat him alive. However, after looking toward Little Silk who had appeared in the air with Mae on her back, he only growls, his sideburns growing with a fiending black fog.

Empana frowned. Due to lanjor, this issue was too difficult to handle. Ryu had indeed been provoked first. Usually, this was an insult someone who was beneath the Sky God Realm would just have to swallow, but ironically because of lanjor, Ryu lashing out wasn’t something he could pick at easily, especially since…

‘He can command a beast to act for him?’

Empana suddenly shuddered. There was only one human Clan that would dare to do such a thing out in the open. Then, when he considered lanjor’s strength and how his family was subordinated to this man, his heart skipped several beats.

It couldn’t be… Was this Ryu from the Ninth Heaven? But why was he here? Was it really purely for a woman?

Empana remembered what his father had told him about the enemy having a powerful formation… could it be that Ryu had gotten this formation from the Ninth Heaven and passed it down to the Dream Asuras? But why the hell were they leading a garbage unit? None of this made any sense.

Suddenly, Empana, who was observing Ryu, frowned as he noticed something was off.

‘… A cripple?’

Empana suddenly “understood”.

In his opinion, Ryu may very well have come from the Ninth Heaven, but his standing wasn’t high. Even if he was a cripple, just his identity would be enough for the Dream Asura Race to hand this lady to him with hat in hand, but they were obviously displeased with their relationship or else Ryu wouldn’t be leading a mere garbage unit. That meant that Ryu might not be allowed to use his true identity, and he might even have been expelled from his Clan due to his status as a cripple.

That might very well explain why Ryu and lanjor were being so vague about their origins. Even if they had a good relationship, that didn’t change Ryu’s status as a cast away.

As Empana pieced these things together, he felt calmer. He felt more assured about the coming interaction. Even if he didn’t kill Ryu for the sake of not shredding all pretenses, defeating him and sending him away should be fine.

Leah struggled to stand up, her lips turning blue and much of her skin being covered in thin sheets of ice. Despite her rage, she continued to tremble, unable to gain her bearings properly.

However, when she felt the presence of Little Silk lock onto her, her heart shuddered and she fainted, before waking up, and then fainted again. Her consciousness was fighting to hold on, but the cold was corroding even her soul.

“Don’t test me,” Ryu said coldly, “I don’t have much patience for nonsense.”

“Let’s talk about something else,” Empana said lightly. “Like, for example, why the Dream Asura Race is leading an army into the territory of my Lizard Demon Race.”