My Celestial Ascension

Inside the luxurious carriage, Viscount Ethan Lewis sat comfortably alongside his wife, Elizabeth Lewis, and their son, Jayden Lewis. Through a small window, they peered at the bustling crowd outside.

Viscount Ethan Lewis's eyes widened with surprise as he observed the lively scene. He remarked with a tone of astonishment, "Even though this town is quite old and currently in a bad condition, it is still bustling with people."

Elizabeth Lewis, wearing a disdainful expression, directed her gaze towards the people and replied with a cold tone, "Just a small, run-down town filled with lowly commoners. What's so good about this town?"

Jayden, their son, nodded in agreement and added, "I hate those disgusting lowly commoners."

Viscount Lewis let out a bittersweet sigh and reflected on his wife and son's words. He thought to himself, "Sigh, you might not know this, but at one time, this town was the main attraction of this kingdom. But now, that time has passed and is almost forgotten."

The atmosphere around the carriage was filled with an air of superiority as it came to a halt. The doors swung open, revealing the interior adorned with lavish furnishings. 

Butler Josh, standing by the door, bowed respectfully and announced, "My Lord and My Lady, we have arrived at Clover Town."

Elisabeth Lewis, clad in an elegant gown, nodded approvingly and cast a sidelong glance at her husband. A small smile played on her lips as she addressed her son, Jayden. "We have reached our destination, my dear. It won't be long before we exact our revenge upon the one who has caused such disgrace to our family."

Ethan Lewis, a man of considerable power and influence, nodded with a confident smirk. As a sixth-circle mage, his aura exuded authority. He took pride in the fact that he had brought along fifty fourth-circle mages to support him in this endeavor. 

"Indeed," he replied, his voice laced with determination. "They will pay dearly with their lives for the shame we have endured."

Jayden, a young man filled with vindictiveness, eagerly chimed in. His eyes sparkled with malice as he declared, "I will make them suffer, father. I want to witness their agony firsthand." With a sense of superiority befitting his noble upbringing, he stepped out of the carriage alongside his parents.

The trio made their way onto the streets, their presence commanding attention from the onlookers. 

Their expressions were filled with pride and arrogance, reveling in the power and privilege that came with their noble status. 

Oblivious to the brewing storm awaiting them, they continued their confident stride, unaware of the formidable force that awaited their arrival.

As Jayden stepped out of the carriage alongside his parents, a murmur spread through the crowd like wildfire. The onlookers, recognizing him as the nobleman who had been defeated by an unknown individual a few days ago, couldn't help but exchange whispers and glances.

"Isn't that the guy who got his butt kicked?" one person chuckled, unable to contain their amusement. 

"Seems like his arrogance got the best of him."

Others joined in the conversation, their voices hushed to avoid catching the attention of the Viscount. 

"He really thought he was invincible," someone remarked. "But he learned the hard way."

"Shh, lower your voice!" a cautious voice interjected. "What if the Viscount hears you? He's not someone to be trifled with."

The vicinity became filled with the soft rustle of whispers as the commoners indulged in their newfound gossip. Their words reached the ears of the Viscount Lewis and his family, their faces turning red with embarrassment and fury. 

They had prided themselves on their noble status and had never imagined being the subject of such mocking remarks.

Viscount Lewis clenched his fists, his face contorted with rage. "How dare these commoners speak ill of us," he seethed, his voice filled with venom. "They will learn the consequences of their insolence."

Elisabeth, though equally angered by the whispers, tried to maintain her composure. "Let them talk," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "Their petty words hold no weight compared to the power we possess."

Jayden, however, couldn't control his frustration. His eyes darted towards the crowd, searching for the source of the whispers. 

"They will regret crossing our path," he growled through gritted teeth. "I will make sure of it."

As Yuan and his group observed the arrival of the Lewis family, they were suddenly approached from behind by a furious, middle-aged man accompanied by a group of soldiers. The man's face was filled with anger and a murderous intent as he locked eyes with Yuan's group.

Sensing the ominous presence behind them, Yuan and his wives turned around, their expressions growing stern as they laid eyes upon the enraged man and his soldiers. However, it was only Xi Meili who seemed oblivious to the brewing tension.

With recognition in their eyes, Yuan, Anna, Grace, Lily, Emma, and Xi Meili realized that the furious man before them was none other than Galen Stormfall, the ineffectual Lord of the town and the father of Jim Stormfall, whom they had just killed alongside his companions Tony and Paul.

Grace, her expression cold and unyielding, locked eyes with Galen and confirmed her suspicions with Yuan. "That's the father of Jim whom we killed today," she stated, her voice devoid of remorse.

Yuan nodded, a hint of satisfaction in his gaze. "Yes, that's him," he replied calmly.

At that moment, the translucent screen appeared again in front of him. 

Ding! 

<An emergency mission has been assigned!> 

<Mission: Kill the Lord> 

<Difficulty: Medium> 

<Mission Description: Kill the Lord of this town along with the soldiers accompanying him.> 

<Reward: 5 Tier 5 Soul Strengthening Pills> 

<Mission Failure: Host's cultivation will decrease by 2 smaller realm.> 

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Yuan's eyes widened in surprise as he read the content of the system's mission. "Five Tier 5 Soul Strengthening Pills?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with astonishment. 

Yuan knew all too well the immense value of pills or substances that could enhance one's soul.

Meanwhile, Galen and his soldiers closed in on Yuan's group, their expressions filled with fury. Fixing his gaze upon Yuan, Galen spoke with a cold tone, demanding answers. "So, you're the one who killed my son, Jim. Tell me, why did you kill him?"

Yuan's demeanor grew imposing, his voice dripping with indifference. "He deserved to die, so I killed him."

Yuan's two mothers, Anna and Grace, his elder sister, Lily, and his beloveds, Emma and Xi Meili, couldn't help but chuckle at his blunt response. Their amusement only served to further enrage Galen.

"Bastard!" Galen bellowed, his anger consuming him. "As a father, I never raised a hand against him, and yet a mere commoner dares to kill my only son!"

Yuan, maintaining his smug expression, replied, "What if I did?"

Enraged by Yuan's audacity, Galen commanded his soldiers, "Capture this insolent brat! Kill him, and bring those beautiful women behind him to my mansion!"

The soldiers, sharing Galen's anger, chuckled arrogantly as they looked at Yuan and his wives. " Kid! You have made a grave mistake by killing our young Lord Jim and his friends today." 

Yuan and his wives, undeterred by Galen's threats, chuckled in response. Yuan calmly retrieved his Empyreal Oblivion from his system storage, his cold gaze fixed upon Galen. "Is that so?" he retorted.

The sudden appearance of the massive sword in Yuan's hand, without any discernible fluctuation of mana in the air, left Lord Galen and his soldiers shocked and surprised. 

A chill ran down their spines, and their legs trembled involuntarily. They couldn't help but wonder where the colossal sword had come from and how Yuan could wield it single-handedly. Their thoughts echoed with the realization of his monstrous strength.

Yuan pointed his sword directly at Lord Galen and his remaining soldiers, his voice devoid of emotion. "Your son deserved to die, so I killed him. But now you dare to cast lecherous gazes at my women. Prepare to die."

With unwavering resolve, Yuan firmly gripped his sword and lunged at them with astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, he swiftly eliminated all of the soldiers Galen had brought with him. 

The lifeless corpses lay scattered on the ground, stained with blood. 

Amidst the carnage, Yuan stood tall, holding his sword with a single hand. 

Anna, Grace, Lily, Emma, and Xi Meili looked upon him with pride, witnessing his ability to dispatch over a dozen soldiers in a mere second.

The sight of his soldiers being slain in the blink of an eye left Galen greatly shocked. Disbelief and fear filled his eyes as he stared at Yuan. 

He muttered to himself, his voice trembling, "This... this is the end. He killed them all in a fraction of a second. He's a monster."

Yuan's gaze turned cold as he stared at Lord Galen. With his sword still pointed directly at him, he declared, "All your soldiers have died for nothing. And now, you are the only one left."

Galen pleaded with Yuan, his voice filled with desperation. "Please, don't kill me! It was a mistake. I am a noble of this kingdom. You can't kill me!"

Yuan remained resolute, unmoved by Galen's pleas. He stared at him coldly and replied, "There is only one outcome: death."

In one swift motion, Yuan swung his sword, severing Lord Galen's head from his body. The head tumbled to the ground, a grim testament to the finality of Yuan's judgment.

Ding! 

<Mission "Kill the Lord" has been completed!> 

<You have completed the mission: Kill the Lord.> 

<You have been rewarded with 5 Tier 5 Soul Strengthening Pills.> 

<The reward has been placed inside the System Storage.>

—

The commotion caused by the clash between Yuan and Lord Galen drew the attention of the onlookers who had gathered to witness the arrival of Viscount Lewis and his family. 

Their eyes widened in shock and disbelief as they saw the lifeless bodies strewn about, forming a macabre scene.

Whispers and gasps spread through the onlookers as they witnessed the aftermath of the intense confrontation.

"Look at all those bodies... What happened?"

"Who is that young man? How can he wield such a massive sword?"

"He single-handedly defeated all those soldiers... This is unbelievable!"

"He must be incredibly powerful... I've never seen anything like it."

"He's like a living legend... Such strength and skill!"

"Look, it's the Lord of the town. He's dead?" someone exclaimed, their words tinged with disbelief. The news rippled through the crowd, causing a ripple of gasps and murmurs.

"I never expected to witness such violence," another person muttered, their voice trembling.

The crowd stood in a mixture of fear, fascination, and curiosity, their whispers blending together in a symphony of disbelief and intrigue.

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