Chaos Devourer System

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Chapter 607: A Small Request….[Golden Tickets Bonus Chapters.]

Night passed quickly, with the early morning arriving just as fast, calling for the stars’ dispersion as blazing golden rays of sunlight flashed through the world.

Over the gigantic mountain peak at the far end of the outer sect’s area, one could see a strange, ginormous ring of light revolving mid-air, slowly pausing in place before fading away. Following that was a light beam resulting from Zeras opening his eyes as the runes on his body quickly faded away. He turned to his lap, where a fluffy creature was currently snuggled.

“Meow!” Fluffy meowed at him as Zeras rubbed its jaw playfully. The little thing had been trying all day to hunt a fish, which it unsurprisingly failed to do—something that had always piqued Zeras’s curiosity.

Why didn’t Fluffy simply burn up the fishes with its laser attack? When their dead bodies floated up, it would easily catch them. Instead, it would insist on running after each one, causing him to lose track of everything.

It was just too naïve and exceedingly, and that was what Zeras loved about it. No matter how harsh his earth would get or ever get, he would still love it if he had a companion who never needed to grow stronger, nor ever needed to face the repercussions of being weak, due to his own ability. He couldn’t even imagine Fluffy being some fearsome tiger fighting an army. Its rightful place was always on his shoulder.

“I should get going to Kenji now, or I might not be able to get the sword fast enough…” Zeras mused.

Immediately, he stood up as Fluffy hopped onto his shoulder. Then, Zeras jumped down the mountain, yet instead of slamming down on the ground, he floated mid-air, runes flashing on his bones, which he used to resist against the strange gravity that had been implemented in the outer sect area.

It was like the sect didn’t want outer sect disciples to be able to fly mid-air, as he noticed he had never seen an outer sect disciple flying before, even though the majority of them were galaxy rank experts.

It must have been some protocol by the sect, which he didn’t understand the reason for, as he also couldn’t fly normally. But revolving the astral element within his body, he could easily break through the restriction on him.

Immediately, space shuddered as he flew into the distance…

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“YAWNNN!!!” The yawn was as loud as ever, followed by the sound of fast jingling as Kenji lazily walked out of bed, walking towards the robe hung beside the bed and quickly putting it on.

He was about to get on his knees to perform his necessary early morning prayer when suddenly the speech that he had been given by Zeras entered into his head. His brows furrowed, and then, for the first time in 100 years, he finally decided to change something about his schedule.

“By the Lord’s call, I pray. May the dreams that have been placed upon me of becoming Supreme Heavenly General Kenji of the King of the Infinite Universe be accomplished one day.

May I truly be able to conquer and prevail over a thousand battles and be so powerful that even the mighty Titan Race, whoever they even are, will have no choice but to bow down to my supremacy.

And may millions of heavenly beauties, both the jade-skinned ones and the long-legged ones, and the plump ones, and the thin ones, all of them possessing a pair of beautiful green eyes and well-proportioned and squishy bodies, like that of the garden of Celestine.

Thank you, Lord…” Kenji said, rising up from his knees as he walked towards the door and unlocked it.

His heart almost burst out of his chest when he sighted the figure standing right before his doorstep.

“Oh? Young Master Zeras. Already up so early!!!” Kenji said with shock, turning to look at the cat resting in Zera’s shoulder which was busy licking it’s buts, as he finally fully walked out of the door.

“So early!!! You have kept this young master waiting for three hours now!” Zeras said with a snort as Kenji could only rub the back of his head with a shameless smile on his face.

“Anyway, hope you have already helped me get what I requested ready?” Zeras couldn’t help but ask as Kenji nodded.

“Of course, Young Master Zeras. I have successfully registered your name and your chosen profession and sent it to the elders. Strangely, none of them refused the application, nor did they mention anything about it. I’m guessing they must have been aware of your background…”

‘Or they don’t care if I lose some body parts.’

“Anyway, Kenji. I have this really small request of mine that I want to ask from you…” Zeras began as Kenji perked up his ears.

“Oh, and what is that?”

“I need a, um, weapon for my duties…” Zeras called out as Kenji furrowed his eyebrows.

“And what weapon may that be?”

“A sword, of course. You know what they say about swords?”

“A weapon for true protectors…” Kenji said dramatically, but all he got was a snort.

“No, you dum-dum. It’s a weapon for kings. And you know, as I will one day become King of the Infinite Universe, I felt it wouldn’t be bad if I had some inferior weapon for the swords that will one day be necessitated upon me one day…” Zeras said dramatically as Kenji’s eyes twitched, yet he nodded continuously.

“So what do you say, my loyal general…”

“A sword is not something that hard to find. I am sure the higher-ups will understand if they heard you’re in possession of a sword. Actually, most of us outer sect disciples don’t even have a sword, because what do we even want to use them for? Feed the horses or sweep the ground?” Kenji asked as Zeras’s eyebrows twitched repeatedly.

A cultivator that has no weapon and finds no need of one!? What kind of burst sense of thinking is that?

“Come this way, Boss. I know a nice elder that will be willing to help us out!”