Chapter 634 - 632: Demolition Squad, Demolish, Demolish, Demolish

Chapter 634: Chapter 632: Demolition Squad, Demolish, Demolish, Demolish

After they had finished all that, the demolition project began. That afternoon, the sound of heavy hammers echoed throughout the entire Undercity.

The thumping sound never stopped.

"Here, here! Tear all this down. And this pillar, too—it’s high-quality refining material."

"And all the Spirit Stones and Spirit Crystals on the walls—gouge them all out."

"Come on, brothers, put your backs into it!"

"The Master said to take anything and everything that can be dismantled."

"Yes."

"HEAVE HO, HEAVE HO..."

The wintergourds made sounds of strenuous effort, bustling with chaotic energy. Witnessing this scene, even Aaron Sinclair couldn’t help but feel a little impressed.

’This is way too intense.’ ’These guys are the workhorses of the heavens, the chosen ones of labor.’ As their boss, he was deeply gratified to have such employees under him.

Thanks to the diligent work of these wintergourds, the entire Undercity was finally emptied out. At this moment, looking at the barren Undercity, even a mouse would flee upon arrival.

「That morning.」

Just as the sun was rising, every last member of the Shadowmist Clan gathered in the barren Ethoria. They had brought their entire families, some even carrying simple bundles, and were waiting there.

When the figures of their patriarch and Aaron Sinclair appeared, countless wintergourds bowed to them.

"Greetings, Master."

"Greetings, Patriarch."

...

Pip’s figure hovered in the air. It looked out at its people and then called out, "Is everyone here? Look around you, is anyone missing? Everyone, check on your children. Are they all with you? Make sure no mischievous ones have stayed behind. You must check carefully. Today, we follow our Master and leave as a clan, never to return. We cannot leave a single one of our people behind."

Hearing this, countless wintergourds replied in unison, "Patriarch, we’re all here! Not a single one of us is missing."

"That’s right, no one’s missing."

"Our children are with us, too."

Pip nodded slightly.

"Good, as long as no one is missing."

After confirming all its people were present, Pip flew to its Master’s side. "Master, not a single one of my people is missing. They are all here."

Aaron Sinclair’s gaze swept over the wintergourds waiting before him. It was clear they had been waiting here from the moment they received the news. They were early, with no one lagging behind, likely afraid of being left behind if they were late.

He nodded slightly and said, "Alright. Since all the wintergourds have arrived, let’s prepare to leave." As he spoke, he held out his hand, palm up, and an Ancient Jade appeared in it.

He casually tossed the Ancient Jade into the air. At the same time, he raised a finger and sent a stream of Magic into it. The Ancient Jade instantly lit up with golden patterns. In the next moment, every last member of the Shadowmist Clan was pulled into the Ancient Jade, including Pip, who had been right beside Aaron Sinclair.

Before it could even say a word, it was taken into the world within the Ancient Jade along with its kin. When Pip and its people appeared in a strange new place, they all looked around in astonishment.

"Whoa... What is this place?"

"I feel like my Cultivation is increasing with just a single breath."

"I feel it too. Nature’s spiritual energy is so dense here."

"Look, there’s a huge sea of flowers over here! It’s beautiful. And look over there, there’s an ancient tree. That tree is massive." It was so large they couldn’t see the top. Before this ancient tree, the wintergourds felt incredibly small.

"Patriarch, do you know what this place is?"

"It’s so beautiful here."

"Of course he knows! Our patriarch is worldly and wise."

Hearing this, Pip, as their patriarch, glanced around the area. The truth was, it really didn’t know. Although it had followed its Master the longest, that was the former Everard. Its current Master had long since been reincarnated and reborn. For the past thousand years, it knew very little about its Master. The only thing it was sure of was that its Master’s feelings toward them had not changed.

’Even though I don’t know, I can’t lose face in front of the younger generation.’ Thinking this, Pip spoke with great seriousness. "Find a place to settle down. Why be so curious? This must be the space inside the Master’s Ancient Jade. We just need to wait patiently and follow the Master home."

"Yes, Patriarch."

Just as the wintergourds were looking around curiously, a voice slowly rang out. "This is the Heaven-Reaching Ancient Jade. It contains a small world within it. You will live here for now. I will let you out when we arrive."

"Yes, Master."

Pip was just about to lead its people toward the ancient tree to settle down and rest when a shrill cry echoed through the world. WHOOSH. At the same time, a ball of fire came flying toward them from the sky.

This powerful and terrifying presence instantly put Pip and the others on high alert.

’There are other things in here? What is that?’

"Who’s there?"

Pip cried out hastily. As the object drew closer, the wintergourds of the Shadowmist Clan saw a great bird flying in the sky, its body wreathed in flames.

Seeing this, Pip quickly moved to stand in front of its people.

’A being this powerful... we’re no match for it at all.’

Anyone would be subconsciously afraid of such a powerful being. But Pip quickly realized that this was the Master’s domain. Anything that could appear here must belong to the Master.

’Could this great bird be a new Spirit Companion the Master has taken in? It looks a bit like the legendary Vermilion.’

Just then, a voice rang out from the sky.

"Vermilion, don’t scare them."

"Understood, Master."

The great bird flying in the sky instantly transformed into a human and appeared before the wintergourds. It was Vermilion, Aaron Sinclair’s contracted Spirit Beast, who had been with him all this time. Not only Vermilion but the White Tiger and its family were here as well.

After Vermilion and White Tiger followed Aaron Sinclair to this world, they had originally planned to go out and conquer territories for their Master. But before they could claim any land, their Master fell into a deep slumber in the Ice Coffin. As for Vermilion and White Tiger, they were brought here by a mysterious force. While their Master slept, they were trapped here, unable to leave.

Only today had they finally managed to contact their Master.

Their Master had mentioned he would be bringing back some "little companions" with them, but they never expected a pile of cute little things.

Vermilion stepped forward, her gaze sweeping over the wintergourds before her. ’They’re wintergourds, right?’

"Master, I’m so curious about these newcomers. Why do they look so strange? They look like a bunch of wintergourds. Master, did you poke a wintergourd nest?"

Hearing this, Pip raised its hand.

"Actually, we’re not wintergourds."

Vermilion chuckled lightly.

"Close enough."