Chapter 178: Chapter 176: A Good Person, Are You Insulting This Lord? (Part 2)

The villagers, entire families in tow, dropped to their knees in unison.

"Thank you, thank you, our saviors."

"Thank you, esteemed cultivators, for saving our lives."

An elderly man among them rose and cupped his hands in salute toward Javier Sinclair and Celeste Grant, who were still in the sky.

"Today, we thank you both for lending your aid and slaying the Evil Cultivator for our Nine-Family Village. I am the patriarch of Nine-Family Village, and on behalf of the several hundred souls of our village, I thank you both for saving us."

With that, he dropped to his knees and kowtowed. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

With tears welling in their eyes, the villagers behind him also began to kowtow.

"Thank you."

"You two are truly good people."

Javier Sinclair remained silent.

He frowned slightly, his voice cold as he spoke.

"’Good people?’ I am a Demon Cultivator. I’ve never cared for those words. Are you trying to insult me?"

His words reached the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity.

The villagers froze, dumbfounded.

’A Demon Cultivator?’

’Who’s a Demon Cultivator? Where?’

’To most people, Demon Cultivators were just like Evil Cultivators—remorseless killers, practitioners of heretical arts. What had they just heard?!’

’The person who saved them was a Demon Cultivator?’

’But he didn’t look like one.’

’It was just that the two of them were far too good-looking.’

The kneeling villagers looked up and finally noticed it: the greatsword beneath his feet, wreathed in Demonic Qi and inlaid with a skull.

The swords of Immortal Sect members were all ethereal and radiated celestial energy. In that light, he really did seem to be a Demon Cultivator.

’But what did that matter! How could someone who would slay an Evil Cultivator, break an Array, and save them be a bad person? At that moment, their understanding of heretics and demons was completely redefined.’

The patriarch spoke up, "Your Excellency, for you to have saved us means you are good people in our eyes. Regardless of your status, you will forever be honored guests of our Nine-Family Village. We are all endlessly grateful to you."

The villagers present nodded in fervent agreement.

"That’s right!"

"Yes!"

"Thank you, our saviors."

’These people must be insane!’ Javier Sinclair thought. ’Good people? How could I possibly be a good person?’

Celeste Grant let out a soft chuckle.

"Everyone, please rise. We were just passing through to settle a private grudge; saving you was incidental. Go on about your business. The Evil Cultivator is dead now, so you can continue living your lives here."

"Oh, right... those two lying on the ground over there aren’t quite dead yet. You can still save them."

As Celeste Grant spoke, a vial of Elixir Pills appeared in her hand, and she tossed it over.

Someone caught it.

"These are Rejuvenation Pills! Fourth Uncle can be saved!"

"Thank you, savior! Thank you! You truly have the heart of a Bodhisattva."

Celeste Grant didn’t say anything.

’She just felt that the strong don’t prove their superiority by bullying the weak. Therefore, even the weak deserve the right to live.’

’Saving these people was simply because she felt they were innocent and shouldn’t die like this. Now, with not a single person lost in Nine-Family Village, it could be considered an accumulation of merit. Maybe when she faced her heavenly tribulation in the future, the Heavenly Dao would see her accumulated merit and go easy on her.’

’It was a long-term consideration; no matter how you looked at it, it was a net gain.’

"Do as you please."

As she spoke, she glanced at the buildings before her, which she had more or less destroyed.

’This...’

’I did this?’

She gave an awkward smile.

’I didn’t notice before.’

’The damage here is a bit severe.’

Javier Sinclair had blocked the blast from Silas Stowe’s Golden Core self-destructing, so that hadn’t caused much damage. The destruction was mostly from her own battle as she chased down and fought Silas Stowe.

’I wonder if Javier Sinclair knows the All Things Restoration Technique?’

At that thought, she lifted her eyes slightly and glanced at Javier Sinclair.

Suddenly, a mischievous smile played on her lips.

She called out in his direction.

"Hubby~ do you know the All Things Restoration Technique? How about you cast it and fix this place up?"

If it had been burned by the Vermilion Bird Fire like in Breezewind Town, it would’ve been reduced to ash. Even the All Things Restoration Technique couldn’t have restored it then. But this was different. The buildings here were only damaged, and since it hadn’t been long and it hadn’t rained, they could probably still be restored.

The caster just needed a sufficiently high Cultivation; an ordinary person couldn’t cover such a large area.

Her words packed quite a punch.

Hearing Celeste Grant call him "Hubby," Javier Sinclair froze on the spot.

’Hubby?’

’She called him Hubby.’

Javier Sinclair’s gaze shifted to her.

’With so many people watching...’

The tips of his ears turned red.

His heart fluttered, but he didn’t let it show on his face.

Javier Sinclair glanced at her.

"You’re so demanding."

Though his words were arrogant and harsh, he was already raising his hand to cast the magic.

He brought his joined fingers up before his eyes.

"All Things Restoration Technique."

The next moment, a red Demon Pattern appeared on his forehead, and the space around them distorted slightly. His Cultivation enveloped the entire Nine-Family Village. In an instant, the damaged buildings began to restore themselves, returning to their original state. It was a magical sight, like watching time flow backward.

Seeing this, the people present stared with wide eyes.

Some people huddled together and began to whisper.

"So this is the legendary All Things Restoration Technique. So powerful."

"This is the magic I’ve heard people talk about. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone actually cast it."

"I’ve read about it in ancient texts, but I never expected His Excellency would know such an incredible magic. It must consume a lot of energy. He’s truly a good person."

In just a few moments, all the damaged buildings were restored one by one.

The All Things Restoration Technique was limited to inanimate objects; anything with signs of life was outside its scope. It was a completely different type of magic from the All Things Rejuvenation Technique.

This was the first time Celeste Grant had seen such a magic.

She actually hadn’t known if Javier Sinclair could do it—she had just asked on a whim. She hadn’t expected him to actually know the All Things Restoration Technique.

The crowd was ecstatic.

’How is this a Demon Cultivator?’

’He’s like a divine ancestor to us!’

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

It was unclear who was the first to voice their thoughts aloud, but soon, others began to echo the cry.

Hearing this, Javier Sinclair nearly choked.

’Fuck... Who are they calling that?!’

He sneered and said, "Shut up if you don’t want to die."

The villagers of Nine-Family Village fell silent. After all, they didn’t know this Excellency’s temperament and didn’t dare overstep their bounds.

Only Celeste Grant put her hands on her hips and burst out laughing.

"Ancestor, HAHAHAHA."

He recalled his greatsword.

In the blink of an eye, Javier Sinclair was at her side, his arm around Celeste Grant’s shoulder.

Celeste Grant smiled faintly and said in a low voice, "The Exalted One has suddenly become an ancestor. Any thoughts?"

He lightly tapped the side of her head.

"Still laughing, are you?"

Celeste Grant smiled faintly. The Primordial Sword in her hand shrank, then flew up to adorn her hair like a pin.

At that moment, Javier Sinclair’s sharp gaze turned towards the back mountain.

He spoke, "There’s another Golden Core Stage Cultivator hiding here. I sense their aura... and it’s a bit familiar."

It was indeed familiar, and the resurfacing memory was painful.

Javier Sinclair thought of a certain someone he had killed countless times, yet who had never died.