Chapter 604 - 602: The Son’s Identity

Chapter 604: Chapter 602: The Son’s Identity

Celeste Grant’s expression clearly said she was telling the truth, even if he didn’t believe it. "You’re the one who doesn’t believe me," she said. "Don’t go blaming me later for not telling you."

Aaron Sinclair sighed.

"And here I thought I actually had some kind of incredible identity."

Celeste Grant said, "Maybe you do. Like a past life, or something?"

Aaron Sinclair murmured, "A past life?" ’I’m just an ordinary person. How could I have something like that?’

Celeste Grant rested a hand on her son’s shoulder and said, "Look, let me analyze this for you. Who did that eye in the sky mistake you for? That number one expert of the Cunmere Realm, Everard. It even mentioned how this Everard had perished a thousand years ago. If that’s the case, the eye didn’t get the wrong person. Son, maybe in your past life, you really were that Everard guy."

As she said this, Celeste Grant was, in fact, a hundred percent certain.

All the previous coincidences were now explained. For instance, the Purple Fire Tripod had called her son "Master" the moment it saw him and even said it had followed him in The Upper Realm, wreaking havoc everywhere. She knew back then that her son was likely the reincarnation of some incredible figure. But to Celeste Grant, this issue wasn’t important. Her son hadn’t been possessed, he was a reincarnation. So, no matter who he was in his past life, right now, he was just her son.

When the eye appeared in the sky and she heard it mention the Cunmere Realm, she’d had a faint inkling. Then the eye called her son Everard and said he was very sly. Good. The feeling grew even stronger. Judging by the fearful look the eye gave her son, it hadn’t mistaken him for someone else.

Everard.

That was her son’s past life.

He was also the number one expert of the Cunmere Realm, High Soverign Evander. ’Well, I’ll be,’ she thought. ’The kid’s past life identity is pretty impressive. I wonder if I’ve stumbled into a nest of Sovereign Lords here. First the father, now the son... both of them Sovereign Lords.’

As for why she was so certain... Heh! This wasn’t a guess. She glanced to the side and saw two wintergourds standing near her son. One of them was so close to him it had practically glued its eyes on him. The other had teary eyes and was wringing its hands as it watched. However, the two wintergourds were only watching; they hadn’t revealed themselves.

Those were Bullfrog and Tadpole, the two wintergourds who followed her son. At this moment, the two wintergourds were huddled together, speaking in voices that ordinary people couldn’t hear.

Bullfrog said, "Wow, wow, wow... Tadpole, take a good look! We’re not dreaming, are we? He really is our Sovereign Lord!"

Tadpole was thrilled, nodding repeatedly. "Yes! It’s him, it’s him, it’s really him! Bullfrog, we found our Master! AAHHH, I’m so excited I could die! This Young Master is really our Master; he’s really The Sovereign Lord! No wonder I felt such a connection to the Young Master ever since I first saw him. It was like seeing our old clan leader. So the Young Master is our Sovereign Lord, our Master."

Bullfrog scratched his head.

"But I’ve seen a portrait of our Master, and he didn’t look like this. Tadpole, are we sure we didn’t make a mistake? What if we’re getting excited over nothing?"

Hearing this, Tadpole smacked Bullfrog on the head. "Shoo, shoo! How can you be such a blockhead? Bullfrog, look at you, being so dense. Our Sovereign Lord was grievously injured protecting the Cunmere Realm. Then he was ambushed, trapped in the Immortal Slaying Formation, and that’s how he perished. Fortunately, a sliver of The Sovereign Lord’s Primordial Spirit survived, allowing him to reincarnate. Since he’s been reincarnated, of course he’s not going to look the same! I told you to read more, but you never listen. Our Master’s current parents look the way they do, so of course our Master would take after them and look like this. Don’t tell anyone you know me when we go out. You’re just too stupid."

Before Bullfrog could speak again, Tadpole continued, "Didn’t you hear what that eye in the sky called him earlier? Everard! That’s our Sovereign Lord’s name. So there’s no mistake. It’s him."

The corner of Celeste Grant’s mouth twitched.

’These two wintergourds don’t look very bright,’ she thought. ’Although, on the whole, Tadpole is a little smarter than Bullfrog.’

At this, Bullfrog looked like he finally understood.

"Oh, I see! I get it now! That’s The Sovereign Lord! He really is our Master! WAAAH... I’m so happy!" As he spoke, Bullfrog and Tadpole hugged each other. The two wintergourds embraced, jumping and spinning in circles with excitement.

"This is great! We have a Master again!"

"Yeah! It’s been two years. We’ve been in this world for two years now. We finally lived up to expectations and found The Sovereign Lord! We’ve completed the mission the old clan leader and our people gave us."

"Hahaha... If the clan leader knew, he’d be so happy."

For the past thousand years, everyone in the Shadowmist Clan, from top to bottom, had never stopped searching for their Master. Even when the entire Cunmere Realm said that High Soverign Evander was dead, that he had utterly perished, they alone refused to believe it. The old clan leader, in particular, had exhausted a thousand years of his Cultivation in the search for their Master.

Before the clan leader sent them to this world, he had suffered a great loss of Cultivation to open the clan’s Holy Grail, which was why he couldn’t come himself. If his Cultivation had held up, the clan leader would have come here long ago.

Having not returned for two years, Bullfrog and Tadpole could already imagine the clan leader anxiously cursing them out for being useless.

But they were useful after all.

They weren’t useless.

They had found The Sovereign Lord.

They had found their Master.

The two wintergourds clung to each other, chattering away as they spun in circles. Their laughter soon turned into tears, and they ended up sobbing in each other’s arms.

"Clan Leader, Clan Leader... We found The Sovereign Lord!"

"Waaah... Don’t worry, we’ll definitely protect him!"

"We’ll bring our Master back safely."

「After their celebration.」

The two wintergourds sidled up to Aaron Sinclair’s side again.

"So handsome. This is our Master."

Aaron Sinclair, who was sitting there, frowned slightly and subconsciously glanced to his side. ’Is it my imagination?’ he wondered. ’I feel like something is here, staring at me.’

’Could it be that eye from the sky? Did it leave and then sneak back?’

He stood up abruptly.

Tadpole, who was right next to him, jumped in fright. He leaped back and rolled on the ground. "You scared me to death! Can Master see me?"

’I remember that esteemed person saying that Master’s Primordial Spirit and Cultivation are Sealed. We’re not supposed to disturb him.’

Aaron Sinclair frowned, his gaze fixed on the space beside him. He then turned to his mother. "Mom, do you feel it? It’s like someone else is here."

Celeste Grant glanced at the two wintergourds and smiled faintly. "Is there? I don’t feel anything."

As she spoke,

she gave a light wave of her hand.

The next moment,

the two wintergourds transformed into two puffs of black smoke. They flew through the air in a parabolic arc, landing on the branches of a distant tree.