Death... and me

"It can't be..." Timao had a terrible expression on his face. In the end, he lost the bet on the vial of Half True Dragon Blood, which was supposed to be his. It couldn't be said to be Lin's fault, though. After all, Lin was able to fight two stages above his level. However, who would have thought that Rean could jump an entire realm and one stage to fight Lin at the same level? Even in the Jhiod Sect, such geniuses were pretty much unheard of. Rean was someone from outside, so it was even harder to believe.

With that, he looked at Govin, who had a disdainful expression as he looked back at Timao. How could Timao not understand? He knew from the very start that Rean was this strong. "You! You tricked me! Your Yume Clan disciple is much stronger than anyone could have guessed!"

Govin snorted in response, telling him, "Is that so? The fight was supposed to be about a Middle Stage Transition Realm cultivator against an Initial Stage Void Tempering Realm cultivator. Sure, Rean is much stronger than that. However, what about your little guy over there?"

"This..." Timao immediately ran out of excuses. That was right. Timao was planning to use a much stronger Void Tempering Realm cultivator to get rid of Rean instantly. Even if Govin complained after, he would simply say that Lin's cultivation was still in the Initial Stage. Now, Govin could do the same thing.

Govin then looked at all the spectators after that. "Everyone, you have seen the result of our bet. As a member of the Gileria Clan, Timao will definitely honor his words. He has to pay us one vial of Half True Dragon Blood. Look as he shows us what it means to be true with one's words."

Immediately, Timao began to let out cold sweat. He had never thought he would lose. He only found out about Govin's vial of Half True Dragon Blood by coincidence. Obviously, he didn't have such a thing at all. But then again, with how many people and demon beasts watching, as well as the Divine Senses coming from everywhere, he couldn't go back on his word. 'What do I do? What do I do?!'

Fortunately for him, the Gileria Clan couldn't simply take the blame because of Timao's actions. The name of the clan from where the actual Sect Master came from couldn't be tarnished like that.

*Vup!*

Suddenly, an old woman appeared beside Timao. Immediately, Timao and Govin recognized her.

"Core Elder Trameri."

Timao couldn't help but let out more cold sweat after that. Trameri looked at Timao with a dark expression, obviously not happy with what was happening here. However, that only lasted a second before she looked back at Govin, telling him, "A bet is a bet. Here, take it." Soon after, a vial of bright red blood was thrown in Govin's direction. The power it emanated was so strong that even the space around it slightly contorted on its own. "The bet is now paid."

Right after, she looked back at Timao, saying, "You will have to pay twice the value of that vial, so be prepared." Before Timao could say anything, Trimeri disappeared once again.

Timao felt like crying after that. Twice the price! If Govin's information was right that he paid 1790 Rank Three Divine Stones, then Timao would have to pay something around 3600 of them back to Trimeri. He would need to gather everything he had and a little more to pay it back.

Timao didn't want to stay there anymore, so he immediately called Lin back. "Let's go. This show is over."

"Sorry, Master," Lin couldn't help but apologize to him. "I failed you."

Timao glanced at him for a moment before saying, "We both failed here, so keep silent and cultivate hard. Don't waste all the resources I put on you." With that, they left after Timao's words.

Rean also came back down from the arena as he looked at Govin and Kentucky. "So? How was it? Was this performance good enough?"

Kentucky laughed in response, saying, "Hahaha! But of course! Did you see that guy's face when you showed your strength? It was truly worth the trip."

Govin smiled as well. "That was very good." Following that, he sent Rean a Divine Sense message. 'I'll pass you this vial after we get to the Yume Clan. Otherwise, everyone will know that you have it.'

Rean nodded in response. The vial was indeed worth a lot. However, Rean intended to use it in the new weapons once he became good enough to forge Divine level equipment. 'From what I know, one can only become a Divine level blacksmith when they reach the Void Tempering Realm. That's because the power of space is used in the weapons. However, I can already control a very small amount of it, so I might be able to forge them later. Maybe in the Late Stage of the Transition Realm or most likely in the Peak Stage,' he thought to himself.

As Govin, Rean, and Kentucky made their way back to the teleport formation, they heard all the voices around them.

"How can he be that strong?"

"Look at his badge. He's just an outsider!"

"I've never thought an outsider could become this strong."

"Isn't he pretty much at the level of the Legacy Disciples?"

"What?! Do you think he could fight them?"

"I've seen some spars among the Legacy Disciples before. He's definitely at their level. Perhaps even stronger than one or another of them."

These and many other conversations with similar topics were raised everywhere. Naturally, Rean heard everything since he had his Divine Sense spread out. 'Senior Govin, does that mean the sect has people who can fight at the same level as me?'

Govin nodded, saying, 'What? Did you think to be the best that exists?'

Rean looked away in response, replying, 'Well, not the best that exists, but I didn't think someone would be at the same level of power with the same cultivation in Jhiod.'

Govin felt like it was time to explain a few things to Rean. 'Once we're back at the Yume Clan, I have a few things to tell you and your brother.'