Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer-Novel

After half an hour, Grivon came out of the room with a wide grin on his face and went back to the stray realm excitedly.

A few hours after he left, there was a mysterious incident in one of Grivon’s own establishments within the city outside the estate which attracted the attention. Grivon came along there and covered up the whole thing as an incident with the malfunction of a formation.

This made everyone feel convinced that nothing is wrong. Even the clan didn’t bother much since Grivon himself claimed there is nothing wrong.

But after the attack happened, Migron’s father took out a communication token and talked with someone on the other side.

"We have what you want. We would like to meet you."

"You cannot. Once we meet, things would be completely in your favor. I need a soul contract signed by you that you wouldn’t do anything rash when we meet in person.

You understand what I mean right?"

"Yes, I understand."

"The contract will arrive at your home by tonight, you just have to sign it, and then we can meet."

With those words, the other party cut the communication completely.

After that, Migron’s father waited patiently and by midnight a scroll appeared on his front porch without anyone noticing.

He doesn’t know how that came, but he knew who sent it.

He picked the scroll and started reading through the contents and after making sure that nothing is wrong with it, he immediately signed the contract, before placing it in the same place.

He looked at the spot intently as if to not miss anything, but he doesn’t know how it happened, the scroll disappeared from the spot with bare minimum fluctuations, even the formation of the residence couldn’t stop it.

The scroll just disappeared like that.

As he waited for further information from the other party, one hour passed.

The communication token received an alert and the other party spoke.

"Come to the Dog mountain by dawn. You will get your son thereafter you give me what I need."

"Alright."

The communication was cut off and Migron took a deep breath. He looked at his wife with a tired smile and reassured her before leaving the clan grounds secretly.

He made his way to the dog mountain carefully making sure that no one is tailing him and waited at the location till dawn.

And at the designated time, a man wearing bright red clothes and a face covered with a black mask arrived and stood in front of Migron.

"I am really sorry, Sir. I didn’t wish things would go this way. But I had no choice."

The man spoke in a calm tone.

Migron’s father looked at him with hatred but didn’t attack. He had to use all of the patience he could muster to control the urge.

"May I get what I asked for please?"

Migron’s father took out a token and threw it towards him.

The man carefully examined it as Migron’s father explained.

"You must have already heard of the incident in Grivon’s establishment in the city. I was the one who caused it. I stole this token from one of his trusted subordinates."

"Where does this lead to?"

"The place where the person who gave the information stays."

"Why didn’t you do this earlier? Your son would have been able to avoid the suffering in the past few days."

"It was a last resort. You are an outsider, so you don’t really know what kind of consequences I have to suffer for attacking the establishments of one of our own. It is as good as me betraying him."

"Please, the clan members kill each other all the time."

"For professional reasons. To get a leadership position, to win over a business. It was never personal. You just made this person now.

Anyway, I don’t have any patience to talk to you. Give me my son and I will be on my way."

The man nodded and waved his hand.

Spatial fluctuations appeared and Migron appeared out of nowhere near his father.

As soon as he appeared, a locket hanging on his neck suddenly burned itself and turned into debris before falling off.

Migron looked ragged and tired. He is weak and exhausted both physically and mentally. He is clearly happy to see his father and immediately hugged him.

A grown was brought to his tears and is extremely fearful of the man in a red cloak.

"Where does this lead me exactly?"

"The man asked Migron’s father."

"From what I learned, it is a stray realm where that mysterious informant is currently staying. Grivon went as far as his clan sanctioned stray realm to this guy to keep him safe. I believe he is the one that could give you what you want."

"That would be great. A stray realm is a perfect place for me too."

As he spoke, he immediately activated the token as Migron’s father looked at him coldly.

The man just thought that the father was still angry about his son and ignored it, but as soon as he disappeared into the spatial tunnel connecting his spot and the stray realm, he had a bad feeling about that and it was reinforced when he reappeared in a remote corner of stray realm and in the middle of what looked like a giant formation.

*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*

He immediately wanted to escape the place, but all of a sudden he felt bolts of energy from all around him and he was bombarded with various attacks of fire, earth, and darkness. Before he knew it, he was exhausted and unconscious within the formation with a bunch of ghosts placing random curses on him while he was surrounded by a bunch of earthen walls that appeared out of nowhere and a bunch of translucent hands holding him in place without any chance to move.

Sam and Grivon who are staying at his research station suddenly looked in a specific direction and smiled.

"It seems like it worked."

"Of course, it would. Trust me, the curses that we used are no joke. They are fused with the attacks of Middle stage Consummate cultivators and there are around two dozen of them in one second. That is already unbearable for even a Peak stage Consummate realm cultivator. They wouldn’t be able to endure it completely. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by (ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

So, I believe our opponent wouldn’t even be a problem."

With that, both of them used a space gate and went to the location where the trap was set up. There the special guards of Grivon already arrived and they are currently waiting for Sam and Grivon to show up.

Sam walked towards the earthen walls and tapped on one of them.

The wall disappeared into the ground and the man in a red cloak was shown. Of course, none of the red cloak and the black mask were spared. All they have in front of them is a middle-aged man buck naked with a bunch of severe wounds bleeding out and being hung by a bunch of translucent hands that are holding him from falling down.

Sam took out the Injector and gave him a shot.

The Middle-aged man slowly regained consciousness and was shocked.

He immediately tried to escape.

"Don’t even bother. You are completely caught. You wouldn’t be able to escape even if you double your strength immediately. But I must say your resistance is admirable. I thought you would be dead as a rock after all those attacks."

Sam is currently not wearing his cloak and when he saw his face, the man immediately recognized him. He also understood that his resistance is futile and stopped.

"So, you are the third attempt from the league of blood Iron. How many would there be?"

The man didn’t reply, but Sam didn’t bother. He just asked another question.

"I have one doubt.

The league’s assignment was placed before Migron’s situation and even if League knows about me going after Sivan’s properties, Migron’s situation is unique and few people know that Sivan has his eyes on that property. As for the secret properties, we took over while trapping Migron, only Sivan and Butler Si know them.

So, tell me. How do you know that?"

"You will get your answers after soul extraction. What is the point of asking me now? Just finish me off and be done with it."

"You are right. But it just seemed more fun."

Sam said and gestured for the guards to finish it off. Specter finished the soul extract process and gave Sam memories before going off to digest the soul.

This person is a Middle stage Consummate cultivator of the Astral Plane which is already strong. Luckily Sam has access to Grivon’s guards, otherwise, he wouldn’t have had any chance to deal with them with his current strength.

After he digested the memories. He immediately got the answers he was looking for.

The answers for the person who gave the league the connection between Migron’s situation and the league assignment and he was a bit surprised. Because the person that gave this information is someone Sam doesn’t even know.. He has never seen him, never met him and from the looks of it, he doesn’t even seem that strong.