Chapter 2481
The Secretly or invisible Rich Man Chapter 2481
“Not a clue” replied Gerald.
“Well, he’s Zedd Burns, the youngest son of Duke Carlos, the War God of the Qin Kingdom at the end
of the Great War period!” exined Finnley.
“l’ve never heard of Zedd, but I do know Carlos’s eldest son, Zelig. From what remember, after Zelig’s
father was executed by the Qin Emperor, the rest of his family moved to Yornd, which is why most of
Zelig’s descendants are Yornders, right?” asked Gerald, who knew his history since he used to be a
literature major.
“Oh? Not bad! True enough, all that happened, and you may already know this, but the Burns family
quickly regressed after Carlos’s death. Though Zelig was nowhere near as capable as his father, Zedd
had inherited Carlos’s bravery and hostility. With that in mind, the youngest son soon ended up
handling most of the family’s affairs.”
“After a period of time, Zedd even wanted to use another name to conquer thend for Wesnd during
the Great War period. In the end, Zedd’s savagery surpassed his father’s, and lives were lost
everywhere he passed..” added Finnley.
“No wonder he became a devil after he died.. He had been that hostile even when he was alive!”
muttered the enlightened Gerald.
“That’s… Partly right. While his resentment and wrath from being beheaded definitely served to push
him toward bing a demon, that alone would’ve done little to turn him into a devil! The truth is, his
previous incarnation was a powerful Zearl. For context, once one enters the Ziyiryon Realm, it’s near
impossible to further ascend. However, this Zearl was ambitious, and he dedicated his life to pursuing
the most supreme realm”
“l’m sure you know that after one bes an Angelord, they’ll definitely strive to be a Vizkaunt
next, right? As long as you’re willing to train, you’ll eventually be able to achieve that. However,
progressing to be a Zearl is exceedingly difficult. Aside from needed great fortune- since you’ll
need to be at the right ces at the right times a lot, you’ll also need to ovee a hundred heavenly
tribtions to seed!”
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“For a Vizkaunt, it’s quite difficult for them to survive even three heavenly tribtions. With that in mind,
just imagine how hard it is to go through a hundred heavenly tribtions just to be a Zearl!
There’s a good reason why the Ziyiryon Realm was once considered the peak of cultivation!” added
Finnley, leaving Gerald utterly dumbfounded.
After all, the boy had only experienced one heavenly tribtion before, and he had only survived since
he had ess to the Velement Method. Unable to fathom just how obsessed that man was with
cultivation, Gerald then asked, “But even then, he still wasn’t satisfied and wanted to continue
cultivating…?”
“Bingo! But before that, I hope you now understand just how dangerous it’s going to be on your journey
to bing an Angelord. One wrong move could straight-out result in you turning to ash! With that in
mind, what you reap really isn’t proportional to what you sow. Still, it was what that man was utterly
bonkers about. To think that after bing a near- invincible Zearl, he was still willing to sacrifice
everything to be a Xenquis!”
“Just so you know, before you can be a Xenquis, you must first be reborn in the secr world to
re-experience life as a mortal. During that period, your internal pellet will follow you, and it must get
damaged. If it does, not only will all those years of cultivation go down the drain, but your mortal body
will also be destroyed!” exined Finnley.
“Christ… Did he end up damaging his internal pellet in the secr world?''” asked Gerald who really
wasn’t keen on ying such high-risk games.
“Even worse, actually. Before he was reborn into a mortal, he hid his internal pellet in his skull.
Unfortunately, during a war, a rebel soldier ended up chopping his head off and presenting it to the
enemy! As if that wasn’t humiliating enough, they then fed his head, along with his internal pellet, to the
dogs! One can only imagine how resentful the headless general ended up bing!” muttered Finnley
with a bitterugh…