70 A Proposition

A man was seated behind a huge mahogany desk. He looked extremely old and had long wisps of hair on his chin. Raikou had to hold himself back from laughing, as the man's bald head was shining like the sun. It was a head that was just asking to be slapped.

He sat down opposite the man and inspected him.

Name: Irr Ele Viante

Cultivation: Rank 6 9th Level | Age: 3000

Species: Human

"Another old bastard. This one even has an absurdly unique name." Raikou thought.

Irr leaned forward and smiled. "So you're the one the stories are about. The 'Black Armed Asura'. You look extremely young and your strength is already that of a saint. What are you, like a few hundred years old? The talent I see in you is astounding."

Raikou was gobsmacked. A few hundred years old? He wasn't even of legal age yet! It was a compliment in a way, as Irr deemed him as a talent, while being completely off about his age.

He lightly nodded and smiled to give off an aloof vibe, in a way that he would assume other stuck up geniuses would act.

"I think I would make a damn good actor back on Earth. Ahhh, they missed out on this face in their movies... I pity them." He mused.

"How would you like to be an elder of the guild? It comes with many benefits, many that you can not refuse." There was some underlying tone to his last words. A tone that Raikou was not a fan of.

"This old bastard is trying to intimidate me? I'll make him kiss my ass." He was thinking up all sorts of ways to kick the man's ass, but it would be a difficult task. He was at the peak of the saint level after all.

"I'm not interested. I like being a free cookie." He nonchalantly replied.

The guild master's face went cold at his reply. The previous inviting and smiling expression disappeared to reveal his real face. The facade had been ripped off.

"This is a great opportunity for you. Not many people are able to receive such an offer. If you let this slip through your fingers, then you may never get a chance to improve ever again..."

Another cryptic sentence was spoken. Raikou gripped the armrest of the chair and got up.

"You know what! You bald bitch, how about you kiss my ass. Your implied threats don't scare me motherfucker!" He shouted at him and got up.

Irr used his cane to get up and the tip of it came off. A sword tip was hidden in the cane and he slashed at Raikou.

Raikou smiled and dodged it easily. He leaped forward and did what he had been thinking of since he entered. "Take this!" He raised his hand and slapped the top of Irr's head. The resounding slap was loud enough for the receptionist to come running into the room. Seeing the red head of the master, the receptionist stifled his laugh and took a bow out.

"Sir. For attacking the master, you must be exterminated." After saying those words, he remembered how strong Raikou was and closed the door. Raikou could hear the fast steps of him fleeing before he put his focus back on Irr.

"I am magnanimous enough to spare you for today. I will see you again in the future!" He knew it wouldn't go in his favour, as he was in their territory, so he used cloud steps and instantly got out of there. To his surprise, the guildmaster didn't take pursuit and instead stayed put.

It unnerved him slightly, but not enough for him to care. Shrugging his shoulders, he went to find Ghost, who he had left outside and had gone to explore the city. The connection was directing him towards the red light district of the city.

"The dirty bastard. Is he finally trying women of the human race?" He laughed and waited for Ghost to leave the district. Going there himself would've been too weird and he did not want to be related to any kind of shenanigans involving beastiality.

While waiting, he pulled out his adventurer card and tossed it in the trash. "I won't be needing this anymore. They don't have anything to offer me."

The earthly armament reward he had received was useless to him, so he decided to begin what he had put off for a while. There was finally time for him to process all the upgrades he had acquired. The armaments that had been picked up from the cultivators he killed in the bandit stronghold were slowly being fed to Bishouken. Its grade was rising quickly and with the 10th armament, it jolted out of his hand and into the air once again. Rotating in mid air, it let out a light and dropped to the ground.

Name: Bishouken

Quality: Earthly 1st Grade

Effect: When used +60 Agility, +50 Strength. +65 Intellect. +65 Wisdom +3 Charm. Sword will induce a fire and ice effect upon target when struck by sword. (Strength increases with wisdom and elemental affinity.)

The sword was requiring more armaments to evolve, but the stats were superior to any other sword at the same level. It gave an increase in 5 stats, when most swords give 2 at most, and rare sword give 3.

Just from equipment itself, his stats were going through the roof. There were still 16 armaments to feed to the sword, which would raise its power even higher.

After feeding the rest, the sword reached the peak of the earthly grade and the stats increased significantly. With his current strength, he could face that baldy with ease.