Heaven, Earth, Me-Chapter 1112. Soul Cultivation Powerhouse!

Garel looked at the tall and handsome man standing in front of himself and felt as if the sky was falling. ‘Why did this person arrive… Ah. Why am I even asking? All the people that are visiting recently have come for the same reason.’

The man saw Garel’s tired expression and felt a touch of curiosity. “Has it been hard lately for you, Lord Garel? I can sense exhaustion on your face.”

Garel chuckled mirthlessly. “Something like that, My Lord. Lately, things have been too busy due to… Well, the people that you’ve come to see.”

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The Continental Lord raised his eyebrow and asked, his attractive and husky voice gaining a touch of interest. “Have many people come regarding to see those women?”

Garel smiled wryly. “My Lord, almost all regional lords within 1,000 kilometers have come during the last three weeks. There should be a few on the port where Lady Tatyana and the others are right at this moment.”

The Continental Lord hummed with interest. Then, he stood up and said. “Well, I’ll go watch them as well.”

Garel hesitated for a second and then commented. “My Lord, may I give you a piece of advice?”

The man turned to look and nodded. “Go ahead.”

Garel struggled to speak for a few seconds. This person was his direct boss, so if he offended him, he would have a very difficult time. However, if something happened to this person, his boss’s boss might come to check the situation. ‘I’d rather get punished by this guy than let the World Lord come and check my domain.’

“Lord, these women are far from normal. They come from outside our Solar System. Hence, I recommend acting with much caution. Yesterday, Regional Lord Jake tried to force his presence on them, and today, they have disappeared.”

The Continental Lord’s elegant eyebrows gently came together as he asked, a hint of threat in his voice. “Did they dare to kill him?”

“There is no evidence, My Lord.” Garel sighed, shaking his head. “We’ve checked all the surveillance cameras, and what we saw left us with no other option but to give up any chase whatsoever.”

“What kind of nonsense is that? Don’t you have a quantum security network? That thing can detect the number of flies in your territory, let alone check for a kidnapping attempt of a Regional Lord!”

Garel didn’t get flustered at his anger. Instead, he picked the tablet he had prepared at the side and passed it to him. “Look at it yourself, My Lord.”

The Continental Lord frowned, but he picked up the tablet and started watching. In the video, he could see the Regional Lord, known as Jake, walk along the corridor toward his room. Suddenly, as if the video had been cut, the person disappeared.

The Continental Lord was stunned. ‘Did I blink and lose the moment when it happened?’

To make sure, he rewinded the footage and focused on the screen. However, the result was the same even as he stared without blinking. He was walking down the corridor in one frame, and in the next frame, he just “wasn’t.”

His face got serious. “There is no missing footage?”

Garel laughed tiredly. “Your men are welcome to search everything, My Lord. I wouldn’t dare deceive you or show you an incomplete version of the video to defend outsiders.” Garel smiled awkwardly. “He is not the only one that disappeared. Everyone that came with him is gone.”

“...” The Continental Lord had come to meet this group of beautiful women and try to charm one or two of them. He wasn’t going to be forceful. After all, he was not stupid and knew that they had some strength. If he offended them, he might not come out unscathed. Yet, he didn’t expect that they would have the gall to do something like this and avoid being caught.

‘What kind of technology did they use? Was there an interference? However, the Electron Clock is unaffected. If they had tampered with the videos, at least that clock would be slightly distorted.’

The Electron Clock was a piece of technology that helped verify videos. With the advancement in technology, determining a fake video from a real one was impossible. There were tools that, with a single sentence, could generate all kinds of situations and content. To fight that, all official videos needed to have an Electron Clock. A clock that functioned at a quantum level and was impossible to slow down. The technology was complicated but secure enough that video evidence, which was banned at some point, could be presented in court as long as the video had a verified Electron Clock.

‘It seems that I need to change plans. Still, doing such a thing in my domain is too disrespectful. I’ll need to teach them that if you want to hit the dog, you first need to see who the owner is.’

Seeing his facial expression, Garel’s stomach sank. “My Lord!”

The Continental Lord frowned. “Is there anything more?”

Garel said solemnly. “Please, don’t offend them. Their strength is unfathomable.”

The Continental Lord’s face gained a scowl. “Are you suggesting that I am weaker than them? I will remind you that even between the seven Continental Lords on the planet, I am the most powerful and influential! I am second only to Lord Allen, our World Lord.”

Garel knew that. He knew the absurd personal strength that this man had and dared not underestimate him. And yet, even knowing this man's absurd strength, something was nudging him at the back of his mind. It told him that even this person was not their match. ‘Can the Continental Lord make someone disappear so cleanly? Even if we know that it is them who did it, we can’t prove it. They literally slapped us, and we don’t even know which hand did it!’

The Continental Lord saw through Garel’s hesitation, and his face darkened. His aura exploded, and the image of himself, but much larger, appeared behind him. This manifestation was completely golden. It leaned forward, placing a large hand by Garel’s side, and looked down on him with an overbearing gaze. Garel felt his organs constricting as the soul pressure from the Continental Lord strangled him. “Even after feeling this, you dare say I am in danger?”

Garel coughed with one hand in front of him, and he saw a few droplets of blood. Before he could answer, though, the voice of a woman spread in the room.

“Oh~? Interesting. Is this what a Fourth Realm Soul Cultivator can do?”

The Continental Lord looked sideways and saw a Black-haired woman with godly beauty looking at him. Her long black hair reached below her perky butt, and her red eyes shone like gemstones. Her flawless white skin gently shimmered with the light produced from his soul manifestation, giving her an ethereal aura.

The Continental Lord waved his hand, stopping his skill. Garel began coughing blood after the pressure vanished. His body was far too fragile to remain unscathed from the pressure of the Continental Lord.

Tatyana looked at the Continental Lord and smiled faintly. “You wanted to meet us, right? Come with me.”

Not even bothering to hear his answer, Tatyana turned around and started walking away.

The Continental Lord sneered at her disregard and stepped forward. His body was surrounded by his soul, enhancing it far beyond human limits, and his body blurred forward, appearing right in front of Tatyana.

Tatyana looked at him with curiosity and muttered. “Such sublime control of the soul. You can even enhance your physical qualities to this extent. Even if it is for a brief moment, you might be able to resist a Body Cultivator.”

The Continental Lord frowned at her muttering. “Woman, you are disregarding me too much. If I wanted to, I could make your mind explode with a single thought.”

Tatyana ignored him as she continued to observe how the Continental Lord used his soul. “Still… Isn’t using Soul Cultivation to enhance the body a bit of a waste? It’s like trying to use a sword as a hammer… It might work, but it’s not what you should use it for.”

The Continental Lord’s face twitched in anger, and he unleashed his soul's pressure on Tatyana. “Answer me!”

Garel saw that, and his face paled. “Lady Tatyana! Be Careful!”

The pressure fell on Tatyana, but the image both of them expected didn’t happen. The woman who should’ve been pushed down and flattened was standing there like before, as if what was hitting her was a gentle breeze, not the monstrous pressure of a powerful being.

“Well.” Tatyana looked up at the Continental Lord and smiled. “This is more like it. I can feel that you are trying to use your soul to squeeze mine. Unlike the attack on the organs that you’ve done to Garel, this is much more suitable. Someone with a weak soul would feel like their very existence is being squeezed! Soul Cultivation might be the most terrifying out of the three paths.” She called the man. “Hey, you can stop now. I have tested you enough for now.”

The Continental Lord’s eyes widened slightly. “You… Have you also reached the fourth enlightenment?”

“Oho~?” Tatyana blinked. “So that’s how this world with no cultivation knowledge calls it.”

Somewhat angered, the Continental Lord commented. “Cultivation this, cultivation that. What have you been talking about since before!?”

Tatyana chuckled. “Nothing for you to worry about. With Garel's manual, we’ve learned the names of the first three realms: the Soul Molding Realm, the Dantian Soul Connection Realm, and the Soul Projection Realm. I wonder what the rest are called~.” She blinked twice and exclaimed. “Ah! I almost forgot.”

She turned around, completely ignoring the man. And extended the three books to Garel. “Here. I am done with them, so I don’t need them anymore. Thank you for lending them to me.”

Garel stupidly reached out to take the three books he had assumed would be ‘lost’ forever. Tatyana added with a faint smile. “I’ve perfected a few things in it, so it should help you reach the peak of the Soul Projection Realm and solidify your foundation.”

“Enough.”

Angered beyond reason, the Continental Lord extended his hand and summoned the golden soul manifestation again. Then, the massive projection disappeared and reappeared behind Tatyana, his fist piercing through Tatyana’s body.

Tatyana looked down and blinked twice. “Not bad, not bad. So you can attack souls in this manner!” While the fist had pierced her, her body was actually uninjured. She could see that what the punch had done was try to burst through her soul, creating an internal wound. However, their levels of strength were just too far apart.

Not to mention, Tatyana was just too monstrous in terms of soul. The “hole” that he made was similar to throwing a small rock into the sea.

Ignoring the fist, Tatyana turned around and flicked her finger toward the soul projection. “Let’s see, do physical attacks affect you? I need to be gentle~ so… pop~.”

BOOM!

The golden projection bent like a bow before it flew away like a shooting star. The Continental Lord’s eyes bulged in pain as he spat a massive amount of blood, kneeling while clutching his stomach.

Tatyana smirked. “It seems that while the offensive power is high, the defense is… lacking.”